"Are you guys?" Zhang Yanming originally wanted to ask if it was a gathering of shareholders of the clothing factory, but when he thought of a few unfamiliar ones, he asked half of them.

"It's about the clothing factory. I heard from a friend that there are several buildings here to sell, so I brought everyone to see it. It just so happened that the restaurant tastes good, so I thought you would come and try it too."

"Buy a house and set up a factory in this area?" Zhang Yanming picked up a small piece of pickles and chewed it a few times, nodding: "This little cucumber is good, let the boss get some for me later."

"This is Liubiju, right next to you, I'll help you pack it later."

"Okay, don't do too much. I'll let the chef try it and see if he can do it. Is this building enough?"

"There are many theaters here, and the places inside are quite serious, while the others are smaller, and there are about 700 to 800 square meters."

"I thought you were planning to buy a yard. Have you agreed?"

"I talked about three families. The yard is not good. There are all yards here, and most of them have shops, which is not cost-effective."

"Three families? Is the money enough?"

"It's not the three families," Tonglijun lowered his voice and approached Zhang Yanming and said: "This area is going to be renovated, and both sides of the main street will be relocated and renovated."

"when?"

"I heard it was in 2003, so I thought about working as a factory first, and then I would start a new factory building."

"The whole thing is moved?"

"No, the old buildings on both sides of the main street should not include the alleys and courtyards behind them."

A buddy from Tong Lijun came over: "I heard it's all. My old man asked about it and said he was re-planning the road and building a pedestrian commercial area with the main street as the center."

"Why did I hear it's Main Street?"

"I heard that this is a fight, but I will definitely do it. I won't lose money if I buy it." Brother Tongli Jun and others have some connections, so it is more reliable to find out what news.

"Is the money enough?" Zhang Yanming asked again. There are more than 70 million yuan in total. It takes at least 50 to 60 million yuan to build a factory and store and promote it. What can you buy for more than 10 million yuan?

But it seems that it is not expensive now. An old building is only one or two million, which is not as valuable as a courtyard house.

The main reason is that most of these old buildings are pure wood structures, and most of them have been disrepaired for many years. Although most of them have been used by people, they are indeed dilapidated.

The main reason is that the theater was not built seriously based on the house. The theater was just a performance.

"It's almost done, I'll buy one in the name of the company, and we'll prepare to take the rest privately."

After making flower tea here, chatting for a while, talking about pickles, and then preparing. The boss came over and asked and started serving.

Zhang Yanming laughed at the food he brought, and he was also making sheep here.

"I'm eating Xisu at home today. What kind of sheep are you making here?"

"East Goat."

Everyone started to do it, and they opened the beer without stretching out their chopsticks, and they didn't need a cup, just blowing one bottle at a time.

Zhang Yanming took a bottle of white cards and put it in front of him. He had only heard of this wine and hadn't drunk it. He happened to try it. I will use this bottle to accompany everyone tonight.

I ate a sheep for a meal. After eating, I soaked the tea and sucked the wine. It became dark outside. The alley was already dark, and there were no street lights. The lights were already on in the shops.

Although I drank a lot of beer, each with a rosy face, I didn't drink too much. After all, the beer was so good that I would lose my urine after two peeing.

"Yanming, didn't you say you never drink alcohol?" After coming out, Tong Lijun came over and talked about Zhang Yanming's drinking.

"I can't drink it, and I'm really a little allergic, but it's still okay to drink one bottle occasionally. I can drink three or five bottles a year."

Everyone laughed. This alcohol tolerance was a bit scary.

"I don't hate drinking, but people who drink too much are really annoying, and I gradually don't touch much alcohol. In addition, I do have some allergies in white wine.

I occasionally drink a glass of red wine when I am idle at home, but in fact I can’t get used to that taste. I feel that the wine is sweet and easy to taste, just like champagne.”

Zhang Yanming and Tonglijun walked side by side and talked, while the rest followed behind the two of them and walked forward along the narrow alley. Although there were no street lights, it was not dark.

Today, because Zhang Yanming was wearing formal clothes at work, he temporarily took a security guard's coat in the car and draped it over his body. It felt a little cold now. It's autumn.

The place where you listen to crosstalk is on the other side of the alley, and the place where you eat is guarding the ends. The house is a theater in your old age, but it looks pretty good when you are repaired.

A buddy from Tonglijun rushed into the garden to find someone, and then everyone followed the guy inside. The box was booked.

"Sit in the private room?" Zhang Yanming looked forward: "Why don't we be in front? I feel that the closer we get to the stage, the more comfortable we feel?"

So everyone came to the front seat and sat down, and sat at four tables.

"It's not just for free to listen, right?" Zhang Yanming sat down and asked Tong Lijun.

"No, how is it possible? How much does a ticket cost? Can you lose face? The box was booked early in the morning, but now we're a little bit of a loss when changing to a seat."

Zhang Yanming looked back and wondered if it was because the reason was not started yet. There were not many people, so he could only sit halfway through the scene.

There are about 200 people in this theater, and Zhang Yanming feels that there should be no 100 people in the room now.

"What's the point of losing two private rooms to exchange for four tables?"

"...Okay, if you say you don't lose, you won't lose. It's true that you don't have much money to do, just to have fun."

"How much is it? Ticket."

"Three hundred private rooms, twenty-one in this seat."

That was indeed a loss. It was only 320 to sit at four tables, but it was definitely 280 to lose. I can only say that things are really cheap now.

After I asked for some melon seeds, snacks, tea, and chatted for a few days, the performance began.

There was no report, but the actor came up to report to himself, saying that he was so terrible, and he felt like a bath center performing arts hall.

This is actually very normal. Performances are completely different in large and small venues, professional and amateur venues. Even for the same program, you have to perform differently.

Those who hold coffee and say elegant are either high-ranking figures, those who don’t know the sufferings of the people, or those who just pretend to be stern and pretend to see others make money.

You are just in the performing arts hall of the bath center, and you are not careful in your mind. On the other hand, if you are doing Huang Laoxie in a large professional venue, it only means that you have nothing to do and can't act.

Everything will bow to reality, and the same is true for art. Who can’t eat?

Just like he is a serious art and has produced so many national first-class actors. In the radio era, he can be called the overlord. Why has he become a street stall performance now?

The problem with the actors themselves is on the one hand, and on the other hand, they are forced by reality. If you really can’t eat when you sing well, you can’t eat it.

The people in the recession were in disguise and there were few people who could sing and could not sing it even if they wanted to.

Other dramas have also withered, but the performance forms of other dramas are actually quite single, unlike the Errenzhuan who has so many fun things, which keeps the image.

The same is true for crosstalk. In a small venue, if you are serious, you don’t want to eat.

The famous crosstalk predecessors and old artists in the past were actually all the real Huang Laoxie, without exception.
Chapter completed!