Chapter five hundred and eleventh opening ceremony
Xiang Wenshe's farewell performance ended after all. Xiang Wenshe moved collectively. In fact, over the days, they have moved a lot of things they need to use to go to Sifang Teahouse. It will be officially over tomorrow, just light and simple travel.
After all, I have been in this theater for three years. The most painful and unforgettable thing He Xiangdong has ever come to Beijing is also the past three years. There are so many unforgettable memories in this small theater, but all of this will be pushed clean by bulldozers in the near future.
Lao Xiang Wenshe has achieved good results in the past three years, and the journey of Xin Xiang Wenshe is about to begin. Although He Xiangdong cannot see the way forward, he firmly believes that light is ahead.
How can shallow water trap dragons? When the storm meets, see who can stop me from rising to the Cultural Society.
Sifang Teahouse officially started business today. The boss has replaced people, but the original team did not make any moves, and the manager and the shopkeeper are still there.
When doing business, Chinese people pay attention to a good start. After discussing with He Xiangdong, the tickets for the crosstalk conference are 10 yuan, and then on the day of opening, anyone who comes to listen to crosstalk will give a cup of fragrant tea, which is considered an opening discount.
Qiu Wuyu originally wanted to discuss with He Xiangdong to see if He Xiangdong's ticket price can offer some discounts when opening on the first day so that more audiences can come in and make a beautiful start.
But He Xiangdong refused, and Qiu Wuyu couldn't persuade him too much, so he could only curse the greedy man. He Xiangdong has been running a crosstalk theater for three years, and he has never held such a discount. She did it before when Su Xiaoya was in charge of the business.
But He Xiangdong was unwilling to do so. He was cultivating the concept of audiences spending money to watch plays. There is no crosstalk market at all. They are all public welfare condolence performances, all of which are free tickets.
Audiences are unwilling to spend money to buy tickets. For a long time, they have developed the habit of watching crosstalk for free, and they have already thought that this is a natural thing.
When Xiangwenshe first opened, many viewers even called them shameless. Why? Because they charge money and listen to crosstalk?
They don’t care whether the actors are working hard or not, and they don’t have this kind of mind and philosophy. What He Xiangdong and Xiangwenshe are doing now is to cultivate their mentality of spending money and watching the game. They are cultivating the crosstalk market. This is difficult, but it must be done.
Qiu Wuyu also asked the shopkeeper of the teahouse to find old customers early to see if they could support them. On the first day, there would always be a beautiful starter.
Qiu Wuyu also told He Xiangdong that he would try his best to attract the old audiences of Xiangwen Club as much as possible. He Xiangdong agreed. He also made efforts in the farewell performance last night, so he should leave his destiny.
The Sifang Teahouse reopened in the morning, and there were lights and decorations outside. Old Beijingers have rules. Happy events usually take place in the morning, otherwise it would be unlucky.
As a partner, He Xiangdong also cut the ribbon with Qiu Wuyu and the others. After the lively episode, it became deserted in the afternoon and few people came to have tea.
The actors of Xiangwenshe were all actively preparing in the backstage. He Xiangdong was telling them that he would have a good start, which was related to his future business and livelihood.
Mr. Hou San and Mr. Shi did not come this time, and they also had their own affairs, so it was impossible for them to stay in Xiangwen Club every day.
This time, they were still the original team, but Guo Qing and Xue Guo still came to help. These are two great masters. With these two, He Xiangdong felt much more at ease.
"Guo'er, after the performance is over, you will go home, right?" Guo Qing asked with a smile at Xue Guo.
Xue Guo moved to the side without any trace, and said with a forced smile on her face, "Yes, otherwise where else can she go."
Guo Qing said: "I know there is a barbecue restaurant in Wangjing. Their roasted waists are very tender and delicious. Why don't we try it later? Let's have some wine and some skewers, how comfortable it is."
Xue Guomao stood up and couldn't speak smoothly: "You're still drinking in the middle of the night?"
Guo Qing said: "Yes, drinking can enhance feelings."
He Xiangdong's eyes were glaring out when he heard this.
Xue Guo was even more creepy: "No need, our buddies, this brother's friendship, ah, brother, well, friendship is pretty good.
Guo Qing smiled and said, "But I think we can make progress."
Xue Guo stood up and pointed at He Xiangdong and said, "I don't want to go. If I want to go, I have to take He Xiangdong away. As well as Lao Gu, everyone is going."
Guo Qing looked at He Xiangdong, and Xue Guo also looked at He Xiangdong with help, and he was about to cry.
He Xiangdong rolled his eyes and said, "I'm not available, I still have to discuss the performance with Boss Qiu."
After saying that, He Xiangdong turned around and left.
"Hehehe." Guo Qing looked at Xue Guo and smiled flatteringly.
Xue Guo had tears in her eyes and told herself to be strong and she would definitely not cry.
It is already evening now, and the teahouse staff are also having supper, and the actors of Xiangwenshe are also having dinner, but Xiangwenshe does not eat in the teahouse, and the teahouse does not supply these, so they need to buy them themselves.
After He Xiangdong finished eating, Boss Qiu stood by the door, frowned and looked nervous.
He Xiangdong walked to Qiu Wuyu and asked with a smile: "Boss Qiu, have you used supper?"
Qiu Wuyu shook his head: "No, where can I eat it?"
He Xiangdong could understand his thoughts very well. Qiu Wuyu took over the mess of Sifang Teahouse and spent a lot of money to go in. If he couldn't get the money back, he would cry to death.
He Xiangdong nodded slightly and asked, "How many tickets have been sold?"
Qiu Wuyu said: "More than seventy pictures, alas."
The relocation of He Xiangdongxin has had a great impact on the business. In the past, Xiangwenshe had about a hundred people on Saturday night, but now it is less than a hundred.
Qiu Wuyu clenched his fists and cheered himself up: "It will be fine, but I can't be anxious to do business."
He Xiangdong nodded.
It was past six o'clock and it was already dark. The teahouse clerk and Chen Jun started checking tickets at the door, and He Xiangdong and Qiu Wuyu were watching at the door of the theater.
This teahouse is where various teapots and tea leaves are placed in the entrance. The teahouse also does this business, and then walks inside and passes the aisle to the theater.
The audience came in in groups of three or three, talking and laughing. Seeing that there were two people standing at the door, they looked at them curiously, and went in without thinking too much.
It was like this for two or three. Qiu Wuyu's face finally turned dark. He stared at He Xiangdong coldly, and his eyes were full of disappointment.
Chapter completed!