"We buy tickets and sit wherever we want to sit. You can't control this, right?" the man retorted.

Wu Yun patiently showed a professional smile, "Sir, in order to maintain order in the field, please understand our work. Whose position is this?"

Wang Lang could see that Wu Yun, a woman, repeatedly wanted to get along with Wang Lang. She ate it several times in Wang Lang's hands, but she wanted to get back the scene today, but she wanted to make Wang Lang defeated.

The man was about to speak, but Wang Lang took the lead and said, "This is my seat, what's wrong?"

The man said nothing.

"Sorry, this gentleman, please go back to your seat." Wu Yun looked at the man with a smile.

The man looked down at Wang Lang.

"You are waiting for me at the door, and I will go out to play and find you later." Wang Lang looked up at the man.

The man probably guessed that Wang Lang had sneaked in, and then turned around and walked outside.

"Sir, I can't get in when I go out." Wu Yun reminded.

The man didn't care at all and left without looking back.

Wu Yun looked at the man who had left in surprise and Wang Lang who was calm in the locker. He didn't know what method Wang Lang used to make the man give up his position of several thousand yuan and leave.

Wang Lang glanced at Wu Yun, "Please let me know, I'll block me, I want to listen to the song."

Wu Yun gave Wang Lang a smile and left. Although he was still a lot of unhappy, he had no choice but to deal with him.

Wang Lang sat there leaning against the chair, listening to the song happily. I have to say that sitting in this position really feels good. It is like a trumpet position, and you can clearly hear every song sing by the singer, and even the sound of breathing can be clearly heard.

And it can also adjust the sound effect by adjusting the position of the trumpet, which is very magical. It seems that the 5888 is worth it.

After listening for a while, Wang Lang stood up and walked outside in order not to let your buddy wait.

Wu Yun stood not far away and listened to the song with several staff members. Seeing Wang Lang coming out, Wu Yun frowned.

He gave an eye to an assistant, and the assistant ran towards Wang Lang with great scrupulousness.

"Sir, where are you going?" asked the assistant.

"Where do you care about me?" Wang Lang knew that the assistant was sent by Wu Yun, so he immediately retorted.

The assistant was a little uncomfortable when Wang Lang choked, but he still made up a reason, "Sir, you can't come back after you go out, otherwise it will really affect the order of the scene. If you have anything, you can tell me and I can do it for you."

"I want to shit." Wang Lang said seriously.

The assistant's expression seemed to have eaten shit, and then pointed in one direction, "Sir, the bathroom is there, you don't need to go out of the island."

"I want to squat and pull, but I don't want to sit on the toilet." Wang Lang said again.

The assistant looked at Wang Lang with a look of consuming shit.

"Sir, you'd better think twice. You can't come in after you go out." The assistant said patiently.

"I spent money, but you didn't let me come. You are bullying." Wang Lang asked his assistant.

The assistant responded politely, "Sir, if everyone is like you, then the order on the scene will definitely be chaotic and will cause a lot of unnecessary trouble to our staff."

"Then I won't come back if I go out." Wang Lang said.

The assistant had nothing to say, "You can do it."

Wang Lang left with a swaying swaying.

Halfway through, he turned back and walked straight towards Wu Yun.

Wu Yun looked confused, wondering what Wang Lang came over to do.

"I forgot to say that I would like to give some suggestions to the folk song path. First, it is recommended to establish a subsidiary to specialize in cultivating and absorbing singers who really like folk songs, and to prepare a program about folk songs.

Second, it is recommended that you don’t charge so much in the future, and don’t do VIPs or something. Everyone is here to listen to music, so there is no need to compete with it. This money is not stable.

Third, it is recommended to invite some good actors to make a movie about folk songs.

I just think of these three for the time being." Wang Lang took out his ears and left after he said that.

"Wait." Wu Yun suddenly shouted at Wang Lang.

Wang Lang turned his head, "Is there anything wrong?"

"Can you talk about it carefully?"

"No." Wang Lang refused directly, and then turned around and left.

Wu Yun looked at Wang Lang's back as he left, his eyes fluctuated, and his fists were clenched tightly. He hadn't felt this way for a long time. The dead bald man had choked her several times since he realized it. Who could stand it?

"Stop it!" Wu Yun finally couldn't help but burst out.

Wang Lang stopped and turned his head to look at Wu Yun, "What? What do you want to do?"

Wu Yun's body was stiffened by Wang Lang's sight, and immediately changed his words and asked, "Do you drink a drink?"

Wang Lang was happy, and he still had a funny guy.

"No drink." Wang Lang turned around and left.

Wu Yun clenched his fists and stared at Wang Lang's back.

Taking a deep breath, Wu Yun ran up and stopped Wang Lang, "Sorry, I was not a good attitude to you just now. Now I sincerely want to ask you if I can repeat the suggestions just now."

"Yes, one suggests ten thousand oceans." Wang Lang stretched out a finger.

Wu Yun smiled at Wang Lang, "Sir, do you know Taotie?"

"I don't know, what's wrong?" Wang Lang asked back.

"I don't know, I suggest you know it." Wu Yun gritted his teeth,

"I don't want to know, are you still having trouble? I'm still holding my shit in, why not together?" Wang Lang smiled softly.

Wu Yun looked at the bald face in front of him, and wanted to slap this slutty face in a slap.

Wang Lang grinned at Wu Yun, turned his head and left.

"Ten thousand is ten thousand."

Wu Yun's voice suddenly came from behind. Wang Lang turned his head. After seeing Wu Yun so decisive, Wang Lang grinned again.

"I suddenly lost my mood, let's talk about it another day." Wang Lang turned around and continued to leave.

Wu Yun ran up and opened his arms to stop Wang Lang.

"Ten thousand five." Wu Yun increased the price.

Wang Langle is so happy. Is the money now so easy to make or is this person too stupid?

"I have principles, I am not in the mood today, so let's go another day." Wang Lang said softly.

"Twenty thousand." Wu Yun raised the price again.

Wang Lang smashed his mouth, "It's useless for no amount of money. I'll say it all, I'll talk about it later."

Wu Yun's fair brows frowned, and when he saw Wang Lang's smirk, "Shameless!"

Wang Lang looked confused. How could I be shameless?

Who knew that Wu Yun smiled slightly, "Will this be it, I can find you a nightclub, call you two sings, and arrange you, and you will tell me about it in the future, what's going on?"

Wang Lang finally understood what was thinking in Wu Yun's mind.
Chapter completed!