GBP Chapter 175 Selling Songs
Chapter 175 Selling Songs
Then he looked up at Zhao Guangliang, with a sly look in his eyes: "Oh? Is there such a good thing? Are you lying to me?"
When Zhao Guangliang heard this, his eyes fixed and he was puzzled. He thought to himself, "Such a big family business was ruined just like that, and you are not angry? Are you not sad? You must be pretending to fool me."
In order to show his sincerity, Zhao Guangliang took out 10 silver dollars from his pocket and put them on the table.
Although he was the owner of a small theater and not very rich, he didn't care about the mere 10 dollars. He tried to say, "Yes, as long as you say something nice, Zhao will do what he says."
Hou Jie took the money, tossed it twice, and shouted to the stall owner with a smile, "Boss, you heard me! As long as I say something nice, you can ask Boss Zhao in front of me for the meal money!"
The stall owner was a small business owner and didn't care who paid, as long as someone gave him money. "Okay, customer, don't worry, I heard you."
There were people around who were watching the fun, and when they saw there was something exciting to watch, they excitedly interrupted and said, "Young Master, don't worry! We are your witnesses, he can't deny his debt."
Hou Jie was very tactful and bowed to the people around him and thanked them quickly.
With an excited look on his face, he turned to Zhao Guangliang and said, "Boss Zhao, listen carefully. I hope you will have a smooth future."
"Among the green mountains and clear waters, I wish you good health and happiness."
"I wish you a bright future, and may we still be the same when we meet again."
"I wish you good health, happiness and a smile on your face."
Hou Jie said a few words casually, then turned to look at Zhao Guangliang. "I came up with these on the spur of the moment. Is Boss Zhao satisfied?"
Zhao Guangliang listened carefully and did not find any flaws in it. It was all sincere blessings.
He frowned, looking somewhat unhappy. After a long time of provoking and mocking, he thought Hou Jie would be furious and he would vent his anger.
He never expected that Hou Jie would not play according to the rules, was not angry at all, and even made a small profit, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.
No matter how uncomfortable it was, fortunately he still had some courage to tell the truth.
“Young Master said it very well, Zhao can’t find fault with it, but there is one thing I don’t understand, but please let me know.”
While Hou Jie was talking to him, he did not delay eating his wontons. He picked up the second bowl of wontons, drank a sip of the soup, and said perfunctorily, "You talk, I listen."
"Zhao did have some unpleasantness some time ago, and he has been provoking and mocking you today. Why isn't the young master angry?"
Hou Jie thought to himself, "Why should I be angry? The Yongchang Grain Store itself was an unexpected move. His original idea was to deal with the intercepted materials. It was free money, and it was just a matter of how much I could earn. Besides, I didn't really fall, so I still got the money. I was just fooling you guys. What's there to be angry about?"
On the surface, Hou Jie pretended to be indifferent and said casually:
"Hey! You scared me, I thought it was something else! Money! When the wind blows away the eggshell, people will be happy. No matter how hard life is, we still have to eat! It's enough to have enough food, there's nothing to worry about."
Zhao Guangliang was deeply shocked when he heard Hou Jie's words that were beyond the mundane world and had lofty aspirations. He slowly stood up, his attitude changed, and with sincere respect on his face, he bowed respectfully to Hou Jie, expressing his sincere admiration for the young master's extraordinary state of mind.
"As expected of the young master, you have a noble mind. I admire you very much." Zhao Guangliang said sincerely.
"Please forgive Zhao's previous mistakes."
Hou Jie was immersed in a bowl of steaming wontons at this time. He savored it carefully and enjoyed this simple delicacy with all his heart. Hou Jie's actions seemed to be a silent response to Zhao Guangliang's words. While savoring the wontons, he was also savoring the taste of life.
"You're welcome, Boss Zhao." Hou Jie responded to Zhao Guangliang with a smile, his words revealing indifference and composure.
Hou Jie seemed to have thought of something and suddenly asked, "Boss Zhao, do you have paper and pen with you?"
Zhao Guangliang took out a pen and paper from his briefcase and handed it to Hou Jie, very puzzled. "I brought it, I wonder what the young master wants to do?"
Hou Jie had something to ask for, and his attitude became serious. "Boss Zhao, you're too polite. Just call me Hou Ying! That's what everyone I know calls me. Calling me Young Master over and over again makes me feel uncomfortable. Now I'm not even that anymore, am I?"
Hou Jie took the paper and pen, put them on the dining table, and began writing the music score. He thought to himself:
"I am now a prodigal son, broke, and in debt. I have to find a job to deal with the outside world. Otherwise, I will always have money to spend and it will be easy to be exposed. Meeting Zhao Guangliang today is a good opportunity to give it a try. He is a theater troupe, and I happen to have a huge amount of songs in my head, so we complement each other perfectly."
Zhao Guangliang did not refuse, "Okay, then I'll be generous and call you Ying Ge'er!"
Hou Jie readily agreed and handed the written music score to Zhao Guangliang.
"Okay, then I'll call you Brother Zhao. Look at what's in your hand, is it still like your eyes?"
Zhao Guangliang reached out to take the paper and read it carefully with a serious expression. He looked up at Hou Jie in surprise.
"Brother Ying, this is the music score you wrote."
"Yeah, how does it feel, it's okay!"
As the owner of a theater, Zhao Guangliang has some appreciation ability. The songs he wrote are really great.
He now began to admire Hou Jie and couldn't help but praise him:
"As expected of the former young master of Yongchang Grain Store, he is quite capable. Even at this stage, he is still a talent. Zhao admires him."
No matter who you are, you like to hear good words. Hou Jie felt a little happy when he heard the compliments.
Hou Jie pretended to be helpless. "Thank you for your compliment. I am so ashamed. I have no choice but to use my old hobby. I have to eat!"
"Boss Zhao, how about a meal?"
"Okay, no problem. With your skill, life will not be bad. I'll take the song. Please take care of me in the future, Brother Ying."
Hou Jie was pleasantly surprised and quickly agreed. He acted very well. It would be a pity if he didn't become an actor. "Okay, okay."
While the two were talking, Hou Jie had already finished eating the wontons.
The two continued to talk, gradually becoming familiar with each other, and their tone of voice became much more casual.
Zhao Guangliang was not in a hurry to leave. He sat at the roadside stall with Hou Jie and chatted for a long time.
Seeing this scene, the diners around gradually lost interest in watching.
Originally, due to Hou Jie's arrival, their interest decreased and they gradually dispersed, busying themselves with their own livelihoods.