When these people went out, the teahouse guys got excited: "I finally got out of here, it's really annoying."

"This group of grandchildren who fell into the eyes of money, bah."

"It's so disgusting. I used to like Zhao Fenghua very much. I really didn't expect that he was such a person."

"And Zhao Yuan and the others, huh, thanks to us who were so nice to them before."

"Damn it, yi group of trash, I really want to beat them up."

Xue Guo ignored the guys' complaints. He walked to Martin, patted his good friend's shoulder and said with apologies: "I'm sorry."

Martin shook his head with a wry smile.

He Xiangdong also walked to Martin and apologized: "Sorry, Boss Ma, I was too impulsive and ruined your performance. I was wrong, I'm sorry."

Martin looked at him and shook his head and smiled: Forget it, it's not your fault. I've had enough of that bastard. This grandson is so slutty. He is so arrogant as to lose money. He insists on taking someone to pay extra money on the spot. I've never seen such a slutty person."

He Xiangdong nodded and did not speak anymore.

Taking on people on the spot is a taboo in the crosstalk industry and a taboo in the entire artist industry. However, there are more actors who dare to do this now. As the saying goes, "Shop is bullying customers and customers is bullying stores."

Zhao Fenghua dared to show off his power in this small teahouse and switched him to a TV station, so he promised to pretend to be like a grandson.

What made He Xiangdong angry the most was Zhao Fenghua's artistic ethics. This kind of artist who took advantage of people on the spot was rejected by all his art circles in the past. No matter which garden tea club such artist went to, no one would let him play as a team because his reputation was bad.

In the old society, artists were low-ranking industries and were looked down upon by the world, so many rules in this industry were to maintain the reputation of the entire industry. For behavior like Zhao Fenghua, he had no artistic ethics, but outsiders scolded not only him, but also the crosstalk industry and all practitioners. Just like an outsider stole things in the city, the people scolded everyone in his area, and the people in a certain province were like this.

So this is why in the old society, the art world could not accommodate such people. But now it seems that this kind of behavior is commonplace, and I really don’t know what to say.

Now that the crosstalk industry is so recession, no audience likes to listen to crosstalk. Crosstalk has become like this. No matter how much Zhao Fenghua says, he is still a well-known actor, and he actually does such a thing that smears the entire industry. How could He Xiangdong not be angry?

He Xiangdong received Fang Wenqi's education since childhood is to let anyone down and the audience. This is the most basic and most important thing for an artist to do. Today, he saw the "leader" in the industry and threatened his boss for profit by stopping his acting. Fortunately, this person is not his apprentice, otherwise He Xiangdong would definitely kick him to death.

Of course, He Xiangdong is not opposed to artists fighting for their own interests, but he can't stand this shameless behavior of using people to threaten others on the spot.

Xue Guo frowned and asked, "What should I do if I will perform tonight?"

Martin sighed and said, "What else can I do? Let me explain to the audience. I just say that Zhao Fenghua has some other arrangements temporarily and can't come. I'll give them the ticket money back. Haha, I can still pay less in this way."

In fact, Martin is also very difficult to deal with such a thing. Not only is it not difficult for him to reveal the truth, but he also has to cover it up for Zhao Fenghua. Because there is no way, if you tell the truth, Zhao Fenghua will not be able to tear it up with you. When the time comes, it will be messed up, and the guests will not know what ideas will come up with. No matter what the result is, the business of his own teahouse will be damaged, so he can only break his teeth and swallow it.

Xue Guo knew that Martin was lenient with his heart. If Zhao Fenghua didn't come, he would definitely have to pay compensation here. What he paid was credit, not just money. If Wanyi encountered a few more trouble, he would have to pay compensation for the offender multiple times. He would definitely have trouble here and his business would also be damaged.

"Dongzi." After thinking about it, Xue Guo still called He Xiangdong and looked at him seriously.

He Xiangdong looked back at Xue Guo. The two of them had been together for so long and had a tacit understanding. He knew what Xue Guo meant, and he was also apologized. It would be impossible for him to be irrelevant to the fact that the matter was like this.

He nodded seriously at Xue Guo.

Xue Guo looked at Martin again and said, "Brother Ma, now this matter has become like this. We can't get out of touch with our brothers. Why don't we help you with that performance tonight?"

Hearing this, Martin was a little surprised, and then shook his head and said, "No, I sold tickets with Zhao Fenghua's name, and the customers also came for him. If the guests can't see people, there will definitely be problems. It won't work for you to go up. If you don't get out of Taiwan, then you won't be able to do it."

Xue Guo said: "Brother Ma"

"Hey" Martin suddenly interrupted Xue Guo's words, his eyes glowed, and asked, "Hey, aren't you from the Art Troupe? Are you here to perform in Xinxiang?"

Xue Guo nodded and said, "Yes."

Martin said again: "Then I'll just help me invite the old artists in your group. Isn't your master very good? If you invite him, the guests will definitely have no objection. Of course, the cost is easy to say, we are all our own brothers."

Xue Guo had a headache and said, "Brother Ma, it's not that I won't help you. The key is that I can't do this. At the level of my master, people don't say that they can act wherever they want. And after all, you invited Zhao Fenghua before, and everyone is with you. Now you have driven him away and turned around and invited my master again. Do you think he can come? So, no matter how you think about my master anyway."

Martin's face also collapsed. He was able to understand that Xue Guo was so fond of it. Other actors, especially well-known actors, must not be willing to take him on the plate. They are afraid of losing face and afraid that others will say that they are not good at eating.

At this time, He Xiangdong also spoke: "Boss Ma, no matter what, I can't blame it now. I know that nothing can help you say now, but if you believe me, I think I will do my best to make up for the venue. I dare not say that it will satisfy all the audience, but I have the confidence to conquer most of them."

Martin was shocked by He Xiangdong's words, but the guests were all for Zhao Fenghua. Now that Zhao Fenghua is gone, you, an unknown young man, can calm the dissatisfaction of the guests? It can even satisfy most of them?

True or fake?

Martin looked at Xue Guo with a questioning and a shocked expression.

Xue Guo nodded firmly to him.

Martin covered his open mouth with his hands and rubbed it hard for a few times. He still felt that this man was too proud and looked at He Xiangdong deeply. He turned to look at Xue Guo again and asked, "Guoer, is this really reliable?"

Xue Guo looked at He Xiangdong indifferently, then looked at Martin and said, "He said yes, then it's OK."

Martin has known Xue Guo for a long time and knows the boy's calm temperament. He says that this young man can do it. Is he really that powerful? Martin's eyes when he looked at He Xiangdong changed.

After a while, Xue Guo was anxious. Martin gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, anyway, the worst situation is to refund the money, it's better to bet. By the way, it's up to you two, there are too few people. Zhao Yuan and the others have left, and there are no one else. What should you do? Go to the art troupe to find other actors?"

Famous actors refused to come to pick up the plate for fear of face, but these young actors did not have so many taboos, and there was still a lot of hope of being willing to help.

He Xiangdong shook his head: "Their crosstalk talk is okay, but it's not enough to sell it. Guoer, call the monk and Taoist priest who were having lunch with us."

"Monkey?" Martin was really confused. What should I ask the monk to come for the performance tonight? How to do it?

Xue Guo was still confused like Martin before, but suddenly a light flashed in her mind and exclaimed: "You actually want to play that role." To be continued.
Chapter completed!