Quick travel: Boss, have the guts to fight me!

Chapter 274 The Underworld Godmother (54)

Back in the Green Gang in the afternoon, Shen Jie had already finished dealing with the affairs of the day, and was sitting leisurely in the boss's chair thinking about life.

Xin Jiujiu sat across from him and yawned.

"worn out……"

"Are you free tonight, sister-in-law?"

"Mrs. Diane from Daxing Foreign Company invited me to the opera!"

"Push it, your husband invited you to the theater!"

"..."

stare--

The boss stood up and went around behind the little sister-in-law, massaging her shoulders with his bony hands.

"My eldest brother has quite elegant hobbies. He likes listening to operas, antiques, calligraphy and painting, smoking big cigarettes, and doesn't like women... I thought he was a hermit, but now it seems that it's not that simple. I almost never encounter him on weekdays. , I had no choice but to create a chance encounter, explore the truth, and see what kind of thoughts he had!"

"Just right, I also want to see what kind of talents your brothers are!"

The upstairs of Guanghe House was bustling with activity. The show hadn’t even started yet, but the seats below were already packed. It seemed that Guanghe House had already made a lot of money by tipping tea and dried fruits.

Today is the home game of brothers and sisters Wu Rong and Wu Lin. They are in their late twenties and early thirties, and they are known as the founders of the Wu School.

It is no longer surprising that women sing Laosheng and men sing Hua Dan and Tsing Yi. Wu Rong sings Tsing Yi. His voice is euphemistic when he opens his mouth. Although it is a little less rounded, his enunciation and pronunciation are true and his singing is full of charm. Wu Lin's Laosheng's voice is full of charm. Jue, with a majestic and majestic appearance, and a solemn and solemn singing voice.

Xin Jiujiu grew up in the Internet age, and only her grandparents can watch real operas, and she occasionally hears a sentence or two, so she really can't appreciate the essence of Chinese opera.

But this does not prevent her from applauding for the Wu brothers and sisters. The man disguised himself as a woman, and the woman dressed as a man, singing indistinguishable male and female.

"Do you like listening?"

"Fortunately, this is the quintessence of China." Unfortunately, in the era she lived in, the quintessence of China was slowly being forgotten by the times.

"In the future, I will build a big theater for you! Invite all the famous actors you like!"

Xin Jiujiu looked at the man sitting next to her in surprise. He said something so high-sounding without even blinking. She didn't know if he said it casually or if he really took her every detail to heart.

"it is good!"

"it is good!"

Applause and applause from all around, one after another, Xin Jiujiu's question was overwhelmed by the excited voices of the onlookers, Shen Jie didn't hear it, he turned his head to look at the middle-aged man at the table not far away, Shen Xiang!
Less than 40 years old, but as thin as a stick, like an old man.

I still remember the history textbook that used to quote a folk song, "Please don't be afraid of big guns. How many people died after hearing a hundred guns! Please don't be afraid of rockets, which only burn for two or three miles all night. As far as I know, opium smoke kills people. Hundreds of millions."

From this folk song, we can see that opium poison pervades China, which has brought serious devastation and damage to social productivity, and what kind of harm it has caused to the bodies of addicts!
Shen Xiang seemed to feel a pair of eyes watching him, turned his head to look over, and met Shen Jie's gaze, with some searching, but Shen Jie just nodded and smiled kindly, then tilted his head to look at Xin Jiujiu.

"What do you think of the man next to Shen Xiang?"

"what?"

Xin Jiujiu looked over doubtfully and saw only the man's profile.

"How about what?"

Shen Jie leaned on the table with his arms, propped up his chin, looked at Xin Jiujiu, and asked generously.

"Is he handsome or am I handsome?"

"..."

There is no way for the child to be stupid!

Xin Jiujiu reached out to cover Shen Jie's forehead.

"You don't have a fever! Why are you talking nonsense?"

"Don't change the subject! Tell me! Who is handsome!"

"..."

(End of this chapter)