Cheng Fengtai finished the dinner with his two brothers-in-law, and it would be too late to rush to Shang Xirui. Cheng Fengtai jumped into the car, glanced at his watch, and urged: "Quick! Liuguo Hotel!"
Lao Ge was stunned: "Second Master, don't you still want to listen to the show with Boss Shang? It's too late."
Cheng Fengtai tapped his fingers anxiously on his knees, and said: "It's because I'm late that I'm going. Let's go!"
Liuguo Hotel is a place made by foreigners for foreigners to have fun. The meals are all Western-style, the chocolate is specially imported from England, and the cakes are quite authentic. Cheng Fengtai didn't have time to wait for the cook to decorate, so he just taught him to thickly paste half an inch of chocolate sauce on the cake base, put it on a plate and serve it up, it looks like a big heavy and solid wooden stake. The cook had never made such an ugly cake in his life, and with such chocolates, he would be too tired to eat one piece, so he followed him out very worriedly and wanted to have a look at the customer, firstly out of curiosity, and wanted to raise this question Those who blame the request, don't come here to find trouble.
Cheng Fengtai stared at the cake, also thought it was too simple, Shang Xirui must say that it was not sincere when he saw it. After pondering for a moment, I had an idea in my heart. He took out a red rose from the vase on the dining table, peeled off the petals and sprinkled it on the cake. The brown chocolate against the bright red petals had a different harmony and beauty. With a glance, Cheng Fengtai saw another badge on the cook's chest, engraved with a few English letters brilliantly, and he took off the badge and embedded it in the center of the cake as soon as he had a thought. This badge seems to be a symbol of honor in the cook world, it is very precious, but Cheng Fengtai looks like he has power and money, the cook doesn't dare to mess with it, his face showed a bit of embarrassment and distress just now, Cheng Fengtai gave a little more money and dismissed it And said: "You can make another gold-plated badge. I want this for emergency!" After speaking, holding the cake with his own hands, he asked Lao Ge to drive to the commercial house.
It was almost an hour past the appointed time when we arrived at the commercial house. Shang Xirui is usually a calm person, but he has an impatient temper. If he was asked to wait for something, he would be furious and disown him in just a few minutes. Everyone in Shuiyun Tower knows this problem. If they miss a bit, the actors would rather take sick leave and miss the show than suffer his wrath. Shang Xirui kicked back and forth in the yard whining and cursing at first, then he threw his cup and stomped the floor. In short, you might as well go to the theater by yourself first. Shang Xirui twisted his neck: No! I'm going to see how late he can be!
As soon as Cheng Fengtai entered the room, Xiao Lai couldn't tell whether he was more sympathetic or gloating, he gave him a complicated look, went straight into his room and closed the door, waiting for Shang Xirui to roar and shout soon. Cheng Fengtai is a master who is used to flattery, the two of them might have a quarrel. But after waiting for a long time, there were only whispers outside. Shang Xirui's voice was a little stiff and angry at first, but then it gradually faded, whimpering, he didn't know what he was being coquettish about. I heard Cheng Fengtai saying: "Really... What can Chang Zhixin and I have to talk about? We are all waiting for your cake at the restaurant. If you don't believe me, ask Lao Ge! The hotel just held a birthday banquet for the wife of an ambassador, and all chocolates are used It's over, I waited for a long time before it was shipped from other places... I said I must buy cakes for you, I can't wait to make up for it! Boss Shang, I promised you, I will never lie to you, Even such a small matter must be meticulous. I said I will buy you a cake today, and I must buy it, no matter how troublesome it is!"
Out of female intuition, Xiao Lai felt that these words belonged to the category of playboy rhetoric, only being late was true, and the rest were all nonsense. Lao Ge followed the playboy all day long, but he still admired his second master to the core. He lied so sincerely and sincerely. There is no other one in Beiping City. It's really admirable.
Shang Xirui sniffed and said: "I'd rather not eat the cake than wait."
Cheng Fengtai put his hands on his shoulders and shook vigorously: "Okay! I promise I won't teach you to wait in the future." Turning around, he shouted: "Old Ge! Still in a daze! Let's go! Go to the theater!"
Shang Xirui was still reluctant to part with his cake when he went to the theater, he cherished it in his arms, like holding a big baby. After they got out of the gate of the yard, Xiao Lai remembered to chase them out to give some instructions, but seeing the backs of the pair walking hand in hand, he couldn't say anything. Shang Xirui is so stupid, so stupid that he can be fooled at will, as long as he holds his hand, he will go anywhere. Xiao Lai now understands more and more that Cheng Fengtai may be very difficult to drive away.
Xiyuanzi's good plays have always been staged in the second half, and there is no regret in missing the replays before. Shang Xirui listened to Cheng Fengtai read the water card at the gate of the theater, and he calmed down completely, neither frowning nor mumbling, smiling expectantly, and said: ""Si Fan" hasn't been played yet. I just came to watch "" "Si Fan"." Cheng Fengtai breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, thinking that it's a good thing he didn't act, otherwise I would have committed a serious crime!
After arriving at the box and taking a seat, Cheng Fengtai pointed at the cake and made gestures a few times, and said to Xiaoer: "Take it down and cut it. Cut it in half like this. Got it?"
But Shang Xirui stopped him from cutting, he just asked to bring a spoon. He never let people eat. He pulled the cake in front of him and opened the box. When he saw the rose petals profusely, he was stunned for a moment, and then pinched the petals with two fingers, and picked them out one by one in disgust. He said in a puzzled way: " Why sprinkle flower petals on chocolate?"
Cheng Fengtai cleared his throat and pretended to be innocent: "Probably that... means embellishment."
Shang Xirui said: "Oh. It's the same as when we cook and sprinkle green onions."
Cheng Fengtai's creativity was hit hard, and he said in a muffled voice: "Well, almost."
Shang Xirui said: "Our chopped green onions are still a bit fragrant. This is not as good as chopped green onions, it's disgusting." After picking off the petals, he finally picked out the badge, which was dipped in chocolate, Shang Xirui put it in his mouth and licked it One time, suddenly spit on the ground with a bah, the badge jingled, and disappeared without a trace. Shang Xirui covered his mouth in pain, cursed vaguely: "This wicked thing! There's a needle on it!"
Cheng Fengtai immediately opened his mouth and looked closely at the light, only to see a small hole was pierced on the tip of his tongue, bleeding from traces. Couldn't help being ashamed and regretful, blamed myself for having so many tricks, said with a smile: "Yo! It's a little skinny, it's fine, it's fine, it doesn't hinder the singing." At this time the spoon was brought over, Shang Xirui pursed his lips twice , viciously began to eat the cake with spoonfuls.
Forget about the previous ones, the highlight of Shang Xirui's show today is a Kunqu opera called "Si Fan". It probably means that a little nun named Sekong is not necessarily named Kongkong. In the age of cardamom, the Buddhist gate can't hold the heart of spring, so she goes down the mountain to find Mr. Ruyi. The actress who played the role of a nun floated onto the stage through the curtain, her thin figure was rather coquettish. Cheng Fengtai concentrated on it, sat up straight and prepared to watch seriously. Shang Xirui put the spoon in his mouth, and also stared at the stage, but after a while, he started eating the cake at a steady pace and in big mouthfuls, no longer paying attention to the stage.
Cheng Fengtai saw some taste from watching the opera, and caught a glimpse of Shang Xirui eating the cake so hard that his face disappeared, he frowned and said with a smile: "Boss Shang, don't bother with eating! It's for the show, let me grow too knowledge!"
Shang Xirui just licked the spoon and smiled at him.
"What does Boss Shang think of this one? Isn't Yuan Xiaodi's closed disciple? I look good, my waist is really soft."
Shang Xirui said: "The singing is alright. The figure is really..." He sighed and stopped talking for the second half. Shang Xirui has such a good habit, I don't know if it's because he is afraid of causing trouble or because he is kind, he never comments on his colleagues in this world, but if someone is willing to ask sincerely, he is still willing to give some pointers.
Cheng Fengtai pressed on and asked: "What's wrong with your figure? I think it looks good!"
Shang Xirui looked at him pityingly: "Second Master, don't look at anything with your eyes - your eyes are out of anger."
This sentence is a witticism from the market in Beiping, Cheng Fengtai laughed angrily, squeezed his cheeks hard, his face turned red: "Well, eat my food and drink mine, and make fun of me! You are very good!"
Shang Xirui smiled and avoided, more than half of the performance on stage had been performed, and more than half of the cake off stage had been eaten. Shang Xirui almost only glanced at the stage, not bothering to look at him.
Cheng Fengtai asked again: "What's wrong with this play? Is it just not in the eyes of the business boss?"
Shang Xirui sighed: "The singing is really good. The figure is really ugly, the more you look at it, the uglier it becomes. How could there be such an ugly person. How he became popular, I can't figure it out."
Cheng Fengtai looked up and down the stage in disbelief, he couldn't believe Shang Xirui's criticism, he thought it was really a little beauty.
"Second Lord, tell me, what is the most important thing about singing Dan? It is to look like a woman! Apart from the voice, Zuoer thinks he is a woman at a glance. That's enough work!"
Cheng Fengtai thought about it, and said, "I think he looks like a woman."
Shang Xirui nodded and said: "Hey! That's the difference. A layman like Er Ye can only look at the image, but he can't confuse the real with the fake. How much worse is the knowledgeable one?"
Shang Xirui burped lightly, had enough food and drink, it was time for the show to end. It seemed to Cheng Fengtai that Shang Xirui's comments were almost critical, it was hard to agree and understand. Shang Xirui licked the chocolate sauce on his fingers, tilted his head, looked at Cheng Fengtai innocently and foolishly: "Why, the second master still doesn't understand?" Cheng Fengtai suspected that he invented these theories himself, laughed Said: "I really don't understand the doorway here. But if Boss Shang says it's not good, it must be not much better."
Shang Xirui said with a smile: "I just talk but don't practice. I've been singing Beijing opera for the past few years. Er Ye hasn't seen my "Si Fan". I'll show you at dawn."
Cheng Fengtai waved his hands and said with a smile: "Don't, if Boss Shang comes to the stage, I'll just look at the people, let alone whether the show is good or bad."
Shang Xirui said: "Then I'll take you to see a good "Si Fan" tomorrow. You don't need to know how to do it, you'll know after reading his and comparing it."
As soon as Shang Xirui stopped eating, the needle-sized wound felt a little painful again. His articulation and libretto are precise, perhaps because his lips and tongue are more sensitive than others, like the words written about him in the newspaper, his tongue has a hundred and eight tendons! The pain made him squeeze his lips together tightly. Coincidentally, the little opera singer who just sang "Si Fan" heard that Shang Xirui had come to see the play, excitedly took off his make-up and ran up to meet him. That mood was the same as when Shang Xirui saw Yuan Xiaodi, his eyes were shining brightly, his mouth was smiling, his cheeks were flushed with embarrassment, his hands were so awkward that he had nowhere to put them. But the little opera singer was much more open than Shang Xirui, and chased after Shang Xirui for comments. Shang Xirui was full of disappointment and contempt for him, his tongue hurt, he was lazy and talked too much, when the little actor had finished speaking, he asked slowly and knowingly: "Oh! Who is your master?"
The little actor said back to Yuan Xiaodi. Shang Xirui picked up the topic and said: "I know Yuan Xiaodi, his plays are very good, especially "The Jade Hairpin". In the Liyuan Clubhouse, it’s really amazing…”
In this way, he counted the few encounters between him and Yuan Xiaodi slowly, and all the divergent conversations were diverted to the previous generation. The little opera singer didn't give up, and continued to ask: "Master taught me hand in hand back then. , look, how is it compared to my master now?"
The corner of Shang Xirui's mouth twitched, thinking that you can't even pass me, how dare you compare with your master? Really no self-knowledge. So he couldn't say anything, and could only look at the little actor with a bewildered and helpless smile. In his opinion, this smile is much more gentle than a sneer, and it can express the same cold effect as a sneer, which should make the other party know that it is difficult to retreat. Unexpectedly, when he made this expression, the actual expression was that he was in a daze. Seeing him in a daze, the actor had no choice but to accompany him in a daze. The two looked at each other in embarrassment and embarrassment for a while, but the opera singer couldn't bear it any longer, and before he opened his mouth, Cheng Fengtai stepped forward with an impatient look, and said, "Hey! Yes, do you understand the rules?"
The actor is also a character who has been admired by thousands of people, his expression changed a little immediately, he forced a smile and asked Shang Xirui: "Boss Shang, who is this?"
Shang Xirui looked at Cheng Fengtai: "This is the director of Qingfeng Theater." This is not a lie, Cheng Fengtai owns 20% of Qingfeng Theater's shares.
Cheng Fengtai smiled and said: "Boss Shang praised me, I'm your one follower." He bowed and crossed his arms, making a gesture of invitation: "Boss Shang, it's getting late, shall we go back? Tomorrow There is a play!"
Shang Xirui held back his smile, brushed his clothes with airs, stood up and clasped his fists and said: "En. It's getting late. Boss Cai won't send it off, so Shang will leave."
The little actor didn't have time to say anything before Shang Xirui slipped away. These two people couldn't help laughing when they left the theater, feeling like they were playing a prank on others.
Cheng Fengtai said: "Boss Shang, I just realized that you are very arrogant today! You don't treat your colleagues equally!"
Shang Xirui said: "That's not it, I only look down on people who are more famous than their ability and complacent."
Shang Xirui held his mouth in the car and sniggered, Cheng Fengtai thought he had a tongue pain when he saw it, or he knew he didn't have a tongue pain but decided to take it as a tongue pain. She looked at him affectionately, then lifted his chin and kissed him, that kind of slowly sucking and obscene kiss, licking and licking the scar on his tongue, it was full of the sweetness of leftover chocolate.
"Boss Shang, is it still hurting?"
Shang Xirui lost his eyes, did not answer, put his arms around Cheng Fengtai and kissed him deeply. Their current happy life is like watching a small show, kissing a small mouth, cooking slowly, and never getting tired of it.