At around 6 pm, Caesar sang and danced—

Under the dim light, the hall of the dance hall was deserted. Song Zhichao was calm and calm and sat upright on the wine holder with his legs raised, holding a cigarette in his hand, and the cigarette butts flickered in the darkness.

Next to him, Zhou Dafu, the leader of the "Rainbow Art Troupe", who signed with the dance hall, was waiting by his side with a smile, waiting to listen to Song Zhichao's review of the team's performance tonight.

Speaking of review, Zhou Dafu was a little unhappy, but he couldn't show it.

The team he led was singing, dancing and performing shows in the dance hall without review. Especially Zhou Dafu and former front hall manager Diao Jiahua, he often drank and ate together and went to Huanchanggou Girl. Every time at the performance show, he just needed to report a list of programs to Diao Jiahua. However, like now, he had to practice on the spot, waiting for Manager Song to express his opinions.

However, Zhou Dafu is also a smart person. When he heard that Diao Jiahua was kicked away by the President Song in front of him, he knew that the emperor and the ministers would be the ones who would quickly hug the President Song's thighs.

What surprised Zhou Dafu was that Mr. Song looked too young and looked gentle on the surface, without any murderous aura. It was too incredible that Diao Jiahua was defeated by such a young man.

Sudden--

"You said your name is Zhou Dafu?" Song Zhichao finally spoke.

"Yes, my name is Zhou Dafu."

"Do you know that there is also Chow Tai Fook in Hong Kong?"

"I know, my fan life is different! I just misunderstood one word. He is the big boss of a jewelry chain store and a jewelry tycoon, but I am a martial artsman." Zhou Dafu said with a smile.

Although he is a gangster, the "Chow Tai Fook" in Hong Kong is so famous, so Zhou Dafu often uses his name to gain some light. Every time he introduces himself, he will say, "I am not Chow Tai Fook in Hong Kong, I am Pan Yu and Zhou Dafu." Unexpectedly, before he spoke, the other party raised it first.

Seeing Zhou Dafu say this, Song Zhichao was too lazy to explain to him that "Chow Tai Fook" in Hong Kong is not a human, but a jewelry brand. He turned his eyes away from Zhou Dafu's smiling face and bet on the stage in front again.

On the dark stage, the neon lights are flashing colorful lights. A female singer in an exposed performance suit is happily singing the theme song of the popular Singapore TV series "Man on the Journey" with a microphone rhythm.

"I never blame the mistake of fate

Don't worry about the bumpy journey

Go to the place in the dream

I don't regret it if I'm wrong

Life is already full of troubles

So what if you do it again

If there is no time to separate

You won't cherish me..."

While singing the song, the female singer also swayed her hips and twisted her hips, showing her charm and sexy through dance postures as much as possible. It’s a pity that she and her friends were so happy last night, smoking and drinking, which made her body soft and exhausted now, so she was not in good condition on the stage at this time. She was out of tune when singing and did not keep up with the beat when dancing.

However, after looking at the young general manager in the audience, the female singer didn't care. She thought to herself, what do you know so young? She hasn't grown all the hair yet. Even if I'm all out of tune, he probably won't be able to hear it.

Under the stage—

"Mr. Song, this Amei is a pillar of our art troupe. She has participated in provincial singing competitions before. If she hadn't eaten her stomach during the competition and was not on the stage, now, Hang Tianqi, who sang "Loess High Slope" and Mao Amin who sang "Desire" would not be her opponent - I can guarantee that her singing skills are definitely first-class!" Zhou Dafu was shameless and gave Amei on the stage a thumbs up.

In the darkness, Song Zhichao showed a smile on Zhou Dafu, and pointed at the singer on the stage with a cigarette in his hand: "So that's the pillars of your art troupe?"

Zhou Dafu's face changed, "How do you say this?"

"She sang ten lyrics, eight of which were out of tune; she was not on the rhythm when she danced, so she fooled her?"

Zhou Dafu blushed and was about to defend himself, but the female singer A Mei sang out of tune on the stage again-

"Thousands of mountains and rivers pass by

A thread of love cannot be broken

Even if the love is like fire at this time

Who do you say what you are in your heart

I'm not afraid of loneliness on the journey

As long as you miss me too…”

This time, Zhou Dafu was embarrassed to explain, so he could only smile and nod and bow to Song Zhichao: "This stinky girl must have drunk too much last night and has not been cheered up yet. But don't worry, I will teach her a lesson, and I promise to adjust her situation during the formal performance." Then he glared at the stage and looked at A Mei, "Hmph, it's so unreasonable! I didn't know who I was so crazy last night, I will definitely teach you a lesson!" Zhou Dafu rubbed his hands, showing a stern look.

Song Zhichao spit out a cigarette and said casually: "I heard that you were the one who got together with her last night."

Zhou Dafu was stunned, his fat face froze, and he quickly squeezed out his smile: "How is that possible? If I were there, I would advise her not to be so crazy! The singer's health and mental state are so important, I understand these!" Secretly, cold sweat broke out on his back spine, not understanding how Song Zhichao knew about this.

Song Zhichao smiled, without saying a word, pulled out a white napkin from the wine holder with his backhand and handed it to Zhou Dafu and said, "Wipe!"

"Oh, thank you!" Zhou Dafu took the tissue and wiped his forehead and the back of his head. "Actually, it's not hot, I'm so concerned, haha."

"I didn't let you wipe it," Song Zhichao pointed to Zhou Dafu's chin in a humorous way, "I let you wipe your chin."

"Oh?" Zhou Dafu was stunned and quickly took a napkin and wiped his chin. Then, his face turned red, and the napkin was stained with lipstick marks. Needless to say, it must be the "evidence" left by A Mei when she was crazy last night.

Zhou Dafu was completely weak. He never expected that the first time he saw Mr. Song, he was stripped of his clothes by the other party, and he didn't even hide his privacy. At this moment, he dared not underestimate the other party's youth anymore. The other party was even harder to deal with than a thousand-year-old demon.

"Well, Mr. Song, I'm abrupt. In fact, we are just traveling to the world to make a living. You have a lot of people. If you are not satisfied with anything, just point it out and we will make a mistake. If you think we don't respect you enough, I will definitely come to visit you with a big gift another day. You will be proud and let us go this time."

Zhou Dafu completely surrendered and begged Song Zhichao to give in.
Chapter completed!