Chapter 710

When Bai Zifan was thinking about how to deal with the goods if he touched the porcelain across the air, the man tentatively asked, "you, are you miss?"

"Miss? I Pooh! You are the lady! Your whole family are ladies! Call me miss

Hearing Wang Bingxue's words, Bai Zi gave a glance. He could not make complaints about his heart.

The man opposite was not angry, but nodded his head and said, "it's my wrong name, not miss. It's a little miss. It's like, it's too much like a big miss."

"Like? Who is the first lady

"It's Li Shaojun."

Hearing his mother's name, Wang Leng Leng said, "do you know my mother? What are you

"I'm your uncle Li. After the death of the first lady, the property was taken over by the Wang family. Hum, the Wang family is too much. This theater is left by the first lady to the young lady. I certainly don't agree with it, but I'm too incompetent. The worse the theater is run, the worse it turns out. I'm sorry, young lady."

Hearing this, Bai Zifan can understand that except this theater, Wang's mother's estate was occupied by Wang's family. No wonder Wang's family has become the richest man in the area. It's unreasonable not to make a fortune with this attitude and means.

"Well, what's your name?" Wang Xue asked awkwardly.

I've been guarding this dilapidated theater for more than ten years, but I don't even know the name of other people. I didn't even know that there was such a person before. Even Wang Xuebing, who is big hearted, feels sorry for his loyal family minister.

"Little Miss, why do you still use honorifics for me? I can't afford to be an orphan. I'm an orphan adopted by your grandfather in the orphanage. My surname is Li Wenchao."

Although the times have developed to this day, there are still many illegitimate children in the big family. No wonder Li Wenchao is so loyal to the Li family. Thinking of this, Bai Zifan's eyes on Wang Xuexue have changed. I'm afraid Wang Xuexue's mother's family was not an ordinary family. This silly girl seems to have no idea.

It turns out that Wang didn't know, and Wang didn't care. He immediately asked Li Wenchao to take her and Bai Zifan to the theater.

Don't see don't know, more see more heart beat, since see theater gate of that moment, baizifan know here dilapidated, but listen to Li Wenchao introduction, baizifan know, his imagination is too poor, here poor already far beyond his imagination.

Because the theater had no money to pay the electricity bill, it would have been cut off for a long time. Otherwise, Li Wenchao would not have come out to check with a candle after hearing the news, and scared "Little Miss". Of course, the tap water would have been cut off for a long time.

Moreover, it has not been renovated for more than 20 years. It takes a lot of work to renovate, and the cost is astronomical. Up to now, Li Wenchao's existence is more like a nail household. He has to go out to do short-term work every day to support himself, and the whole theater is also a little cleaner where Li Wenchao lives.

"Young lady, is it true that you just said you want to reopen the theater?"

In the face of Li Wenchao's fiery eyes, Wang Xuexue, who has no bottom in his heart, can only look pitifully at Bai Zifan.

Bai Zifan was not idle. He thought about it in his mind. This three story theater with an area of more than 2000 square meters wants to open. Not to mention the decoration, it's the labor cost of replacing water pipes and wires. The labor cost is not a small amount. In addition to the fine decoration, the total cost of employing staff is not enough.

Bai Zifan, an unemployed vagrant who has just quit his job, feels confused at the thought of this terrible figure.

At this time, Bai Zifan suddenly saw a landscape painting hanging on the wall, and immediately came to the spirit.

"Whose is this painting?"

"Mine, from a friend of mine."

"Hey, we have this painting. What are we afraid of?"

"What happened to the painting?" Li Wenchao asked suspiciously.

What's wrong? Is Li Wenchao really not sure or is he pretending to be confused? Look at the signature. It's Zhang Daqian's painting. It's worth a lot of grandfather Mao.

"It was painted by a friend of mine, Zhang Dagan. If it can sell money, I'll ask him to draw more?" Seeing the excited look on Bai Zifan's face, Li Wenchao asked tentatively.

Li Wenchao looked very honest, but he didn't expect that there was another sentence about the strength of ending a topic. After a careful look, Bai Zifan had to admit that he was really stupid just now. He regarded Zhang Dagan as Zhang Daqian, and a painting was worthless for a moment.

"Cough, that, Wang Bingbing, I have something else to do. Let's go first."

"Hello, Bai Zifan! Wait a minute. I think this theater has a bright future and can make a lot of money! "

"I think so too, so, Wang Bingbing, you must come on!"

After cheering Wang Xuebing, before she reacts, Bai Zifan turns around and runs.

Bai Zifan clearly remembers that he came to Donghai city to carry out the task of the college. When the task is completed, he returns to the college to get points, which is so simple.

Now that he has taken the task of rebuilding the college's base in Donghai City, it is difficult enough to open a business without financial support. If he takes over such a big mess as the theater, Bai Zifan feels that he can be transferred to a professional businessman for the rest of his life

The task is the most important! In his heart, Bai Zifan pretended that he didn't see Wang Xuebing's pitiful eyes and left the theater quickly.

"Miss, the theater business has been out of fashion for a long time. Let's..."

"Uncle Li, don't worry. I will take over the theater. I will take over the theater and keep it in order. Don't worry." Wang said with a firm face.

Originally, Wang Xuexue, who had no worries about food and clothing, ate and drank foolishly all day, but today, Wang Xuexue, who ran away from home, grew up so lost, more because of Li Wenchao's touch.

Li Wenchao, a son of his family, has been able to protect his mother's legacy for more than 20 years, but his daughter has never done anything, which makes Wang Xuebing, who has been missing her mother since she left home, feel a strong sense of guilt.

I used to be ignorant, but now I must manage my mother's theater well.

"Uncle Li, don't worry. You can leave this theater to me. Anyway, I will let it decline!"

Li Wenchao, who has been guarding here for more than 20 years, can't help but get red in his eyes when he hears Wang Xuebing's heroic words. The eldest lady has a successor.