Wei Chenxuan snorted: "Anyway, most of the tickets out of the box are still unsold. Your audience in Xia Yuan'er will not buy tickets even if they die."

Guan Chenfeng was anxious: "Then you let the scalpers release the tickets? If you didn't release the tickets to the scalpers in advance..."

Before Guan Chenfeng could finish speaking, Wei Chenxuan interrupted him abruptly: "You spit out blood and confuse people! Originally, the performance was as usual, from the venue to the ticketing, everything was well arranged, Zhou Chenyu had to intervene inexplicably. Feet, what kind of cooperation are they doing with Universal Satellite TV, did they ask Liao Fengxuan's opinion when they were doing these nonsense?"

Zhou Chenyu is Zhou Maoqin's son-in-law. If Zhou Maoqin was eager to defend him, he would have been too short-tempered. Now that he finally had the opportunity to clarify the facts, he said, "They did ask, and the reply I gave at the time was that the two gardens were Decide for yourself."

"Decide by yourself?" Wei Chenxuan sneered, "Then how come Dongyuan'er is empty in the end?"

As he said that, he raised his eyes and looked at Zhou Maoqin: "Besides, Master Zhou, the matter of Liao Fengxuan should be decided by the master, right? Yes, everyone knows that you are the young class leader of Liao Fengxuan, but the master still Here, you are a little too impatient at the moment..."

Wei Maolin finally interrupted him: "What nonsense are you talking about!"

Wei Chenxuan looked at his father, then at Zhou Maoqin, and didn't speak again, but his face still had that sneering expression.

Hearing Wei Maolin say to Zhou Maoqin: "But I want to tell you that Zhou Chenyu is really not authentic. Who doesn't know that you dote on him the most, so you hand over Xia Yuaner to him for management, but he completely treats Xia Yuaner like this. Taking it as his own attitude is a bit too domineering, isn't it? I don't know that he thought he was going to leave the teacher's sect and set up his own business."

For a traditional folk art family like them, the most fearful thing is to be labelled as "bullying teachers and destroying ancestors", Zhou Maoqin could not help frowning when he heard this: "Brother Shi is exaggerating, their children love to toss. , I just tossed the garden to them, how did it become a self-supporting portal?"

Wei Maolin smiled: "Junior brother, you are just too soft-hearted and never willing to discipline your children well. They like to toss, so why don't you just let them toss? If you want me to say, it's not unreasonable to criticize them on the Internet. He's a cross talk actor, but he's either making movies or appearing in variety shows all day long, isn't that called forgetting the book?"

Guan Chenfeng heard this and argued: "But my brother and the others are on variety shows, in the final analysis, it's not to let everyone know about these traditional folk arts and let everyone know about our Liaofengxuan? If it weren't for his variety show, there wouldn't be any now. So many young people come..."

Before he could finish speaking, Wei Maolin pulled his face down abruptly: "I'm talking to your master right now, so I don't have the chance to interrupt."

Guan Chenfeng was scolded by him, and he didn't dare to say another word. He lowered his head angrily and bit his lips.

Zhou Maoqin's face also sank, but he still tried his best to maintain a calm tone: "Guan Chenfeng is right, isn't it really fruitful for them to engage in these so-called 'moths'? Seeing their Xia Qingyuan's business It's booming."

Wei Maolin sneered: "Xia Qingyuaner, Xia Qingyuaner, Xia Qingyuaner is Xia Qingyuaner when you open your mouth and shut your mouth. I think the people inside and outside are the same now, only know that there is Xia Qingyuaner, but I don't know that there is Liaofengxuan."

Zhou Yinchun, who hadn't said a word for a long time, raised his eyes and looked at them, his expression still calm: "What's the matter, the heater in the room is so hot that everyone is getting roasted?"

As soon as the old man opened his mouth, everyone was silent for a while, and then they heard him say slowly: "Didn't you talk about opening the box this time, what are you doing with all this mess?"

Wei Chenxuan then said, "Master, let's talk about opening the box. If Zhou Chenyu doesn't give in this time, we won't be able to open the box."

Zhou Yinchun raised his eyes and glanced at him, and asked, "How do you want him to make concessions? Let everyone buy tickets for ten thousand yuan?"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone present was shocked.

What everyone didn't expect was that the old man who seemed to never ask about the political affairs actually knew exactly what Xiao Jiujiu was inside.

Then I heard the old man sigh: "When people are old, they want to beg for peace and mess. If they can be less, they will be less. But you young people, one by one, just don't want to give me peace. ."

Wei Chenxuan's face has turned pale, but he still struggles: "Master, Master, we are asking for such a peaceful life, but some people refuse to let us live in peace."

Zhou Yinchun glanced at him: "Since you can't even keep this Ansheng, why don't you give it to someone who can keep it."

The old man's words were light, but like a gust of cool wind, it blew on Wei Chenxuan's face, hitting his face to the point of pain.

He said indifferently: "Master, what do you mean by this, you plan to do this about Zhou Chenyu? Our tickets are not for sale? Then we still can't open the box?"

Guan Chenfeng glanced at him, and said bluntly: "What do you mean it's not for sale? You quickly spit out all the scalpers, and we can't open the box."

The room fell into a strange silence in an instant, and even the air seemed to stand still.

Hearing Zhou Yinchun speak quietly: "We qu artists, we have to remember at all times, the seat is always the first. In the past, we were actors, the lower class, and the seat was our parents. Now that life is better, our status has improved, but we also need to be moral to make money, and relying on the seat to make this ill-gotten wealth, this is called forgetting our roots."

The old man paused for a while, and then said earnestly: "Liaofengxuan has been ups and downs for dozens of years. When a family is together, it is inevitable that there will be bumps and stumblings. But in the end, we are still a family, no matter who is better, thenIt's all good for Liao Fengxuan. It's not worth it to have a lot of trouble with my own family for the petty profit in front of me."