Nie Zhenbang and Wu Wenwen looked into the distance.

I saw a crowd of people coming over, holding up a huge portrait of Lan Jieying, wearing a suit, tie, and small leather shoes.

"Mr. Gao, brothers are here."

Huo Bingkun walked at the front. Today he had a slicked-back hairdo, looking very elegant. He wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. If you said he was a successful person with status, no one would doubt him.

"Thanks for your hard work."

"It's okay, we just like watching stage plays."

Gao Jun nodded and glanced at Nie Zhenbang, whose jaw almost dropped to the ground. Wu Wenwen smiled and said, "Let's go in."

Isn't this the navy?

Isn’t it easy to gain popularity?

You are in San Francisco, how many people do you want?

"Hello, here are our tickets, you count them." A cultural man wearing glasses, who could still speak a few words in English, walked over to the ticket inspector and handed a stack of tickets in his hand.

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The ticket checking staff had never seen this scene before. They collected the tickets tremblingly and their faces turned pale with fright.

them…

This opera house will not be destroyed.

Probably not...

When we walked into the War Hall, there were indeed a few people sitting here and there, some of them Chinese and some white, but we also saw black people.

When there were footsteps at the door, I subconsciously turned around and was obviously startled when I saw a lot of people.

Gao Jun and Huo Bingkun walked to the front row.

Several Chinese people were already sitting, both men and women, occupying the middle position.

"Get up..." the younger brother called as he walked over.

"No, just find a place to sit. We are here to cheer, not to cause trouble." Gao Jun stopped him, smiled at those people, and then walked to one side.

After the boss was seated, all the people behind him sat down in unison.

"Agan, who are these people?" A girl nervously asked one of her companions, a fat little man with oily hair and a pink face. He was wearing an Armani suit and carrying a Vacheron Constantin. He looked like he came from an extraordinary family. He glanced at her carefully and said with

Cantonese said, "They are all idiots. Don't pay attention to them. Do they know what stage drama is? We are here to support Aying."

The girl nodded and leaned closer to her.

These are almost like conjoined twins.

Little Fatty likes this very much...

He also raised his arm deliberately, as if he accidentally touched it.

On one side of the front row, Gao Jun and Huo Bingkun were talking quietly.

"Mr. Gao, I have ordered more than 600 AK47s here. This product..."

"It will be shipped to the old place in Mexico within a week." Gao Jun didn't even raise his eyebrows, and he didn't seem to care much about the quantity.

Huo Bingkun kept looking at his expression, and his evaluation of him became higher and higher.

"We have brought together all the societies in San Francisco for the sake of profit and using each other. You are the most important link in it. Don't make any mistakes yourself. Otherwise, I won't be able to protect you if you cause public outrage.

"

Boss Gao said this leisurely.

Huo Bingkun sighed, turned his head and glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, lowered his head and responded.

As soon as the overhead lights dimmed, music began to play on the stage.

This stage play is called "The Playful Husband" and is adapted from the work "Run" by the British comedy master Ray?? "For Your Wif".

The content is probably as follows: An ordinary and romantic man accidentally met the passenger Lingling (Lan Jieying) four months after his wedding, and then secretly got married in another place and built a new love nest. Lingling, who was kept in the dark, did this inadvertently.

Got someone else’s little wife.

…

In fact, it was not Lan Jieying's turn to be the mainstay this time. The TVB station she worked for wanted to open up overseas markets, but it also understood the importance of its home base, so it threw out Lan Jieying, who had been hidden because of a salary increase.

In this stage play…

There are no old partners at all.

There are only a few newcomers playing other roles.

So much so that the only bright spot was the moment when Lan Jieying came out in casual clothes. (She is really beautiful! You can check out her stills).

Other aspects are a bit less objective.

The newcomers seemed very nervous and even memorized several lines incorrectly.

It can be said that there are many situations.

Many viewers below secretly shook their heads. Those who felt they were not interested left on their own. This was considered more of a gentleman, but some people just liked to roar.

"Oh! What rubbish! What is this performance?" I saw a beer bottle being smashed on the stage. This scene was so sudden that the actors jumped and were at a loss.

Gao Jun frowned and saw some staff walking towards a few black people, but those people were very arrogant, "Are you discriminating? Why do we have to leave?"

"You need to be quiet, sir!" the staff member yelled.

"My mouth gives me the right to speak. You want to drive us away? Aren't we allowed to enter this kind of place?" A black man shouted exaggeratedly.

There was a huge demonstration in San Francisco on Christmas Day. There was a supermarket that did not allow black people to enter, and then those black people started shopping for zero dollars. At this time, the police arrested several suspects.

Then…

The black dogs started to have a party.

Gather together and demand their release.

With no choice but to do so, the San Francisco government compromised and fired several police officers, which in turn aroused dissatisfaction within the police department.

But...skin color is a big killer in the political arena.

The white staff member was a little helpless and kept insisting that they should shut up, but the black man stuck his neck.

"I can't breathe!"

The noise became louder and louder.

Gao Jun glanced at Huo Bingkun and said, "Get them done."

The latter nodded, stood up, and waved his hand behind him.

I saw a dozen men sitting in the row closest to the black people rushing up and politely saying to the white female staff member, "Ma'am, just leave it to us."

"What are you going to do?" the black man exclaimed.

Someone grabbed her mouth and slapped her on the left and right, "NMD, you are the only one who talks nonsense, drag me out and continue beating you!"

The horsemen dragged the black man forcefully, and even used slightly rough methods, to drag the black man away. The entire hall was filled with screams.

The dog barks unpleasantly!

On the stage, there were also horse boys who rushed up and picked up the pieces of beer bottles.

Lan Jieying glanced at Gao Jun, who nodded gentlemanly.

"Ah Gan, Ah Ying seems to be interested in that Yakuza..." a companion shouted.

"Shut up, Lu Ting!" The little fat man turned around and glared at him. The other party obviously didn't mind him either. He crossed his arms and said, "Tell that big shot."

A Gan opened his mouth. He wanted to go, but this was not his territory. Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in San Francisco. Even if he was causing trouble, he had to find out more about it, but he must not act recklessly.

Back in the Philippines, he drank too much, got into some trouble, and almost died there. If his father hadn't been powerful enough to find someone to plead with him, he would have really died. Only after suffering the consequences did he become wiser.

Seeing that he was not impulsive, Lu Ting smiled disdainfully.

After the stage was cleared, the performance resumed.

There are big bosses controlling the situation, who dares to say something bad without being wise?

After stumbling and stumbling, it finally ended.

After the curtain call, A Gan, who had found an opportunity, went up with flowers in his arms and found Lan Jieying. He smiled happily and said, "A Ying, this is for you."

Seeing him, the other person's smile froze, but he still took it politely and said thank you.

"Do you have time tonight? I'll hold a celebration party for you."

Just when Lan Jieying was in trouble, she saw Wu Wenwen running up, holding a flower in her hand, "Deng Deng Deng, dedicated to the most beautiful lady tonight!"

"Awen, you are so stingy."

Nie Zhenbang held a large bouquet of flowers and said proudly, "This is mine, she picked it from me."

Wu Wenwen's face turned red, "What's yours is mine, Big Head!"
To be continued...