Chapter 1123.2

Old Buffon didn't wait until the next morning, and after returning to his room that night, he called the city's councilor, the owner of the Opera House, Mr. Rockleary.

"Hello? Who is it?" Locklari rubbed his sleepy eyes and glanced at the clock beside the bed. It was past eleven o'clock in the evening. Who called so late? So Rockleary's voice is not very friendly!

No wonder, as a rich man in this city, a member of the high society, and a member of the council of this city, he is naturally a little arrogant and it is only natural.

"It's me, old Buffon." Old Buffon reported his family name.

"Old Buffon? Who is it..." Locklari was stunned for a moment, then immediately regained his composure: "Patriarch Buffon, is that you?"

"It's me." Old Buffon said with certainty.

"Ah... I'm sorry, Patriarch Buffon, I fell asleep a little bit, and I was a little rude just now, I'm really sorry!" Locklear suddenly changed his face, yes, don't say it's him, Even the mayor of the city was respectful when he saw old Buffon, and he dared not neglect him in the slightest! If someone says a word, the mayor may step down, let alone a member of the council!

Besides, the music group to which my head office belongs is still controlled by the old Buffon family. If it is really based on seniority, I am just a young man under his subordinates.

"It doesn't matter." Old Buffon was eager to do things for Yang Ming, and he would not pursue these small details: "I have a matter, do you have the tickets for Miss Shu Ya's concert?"

"Ah?" Locklari was stunned for a moment, thinking to himself, why did the old Patriarch Buffon still go to the concert? But it was strange, so he hurriedly said: "Yes, of course, you can get as many tickets as you want!"

Although Shu Ya is not as popular in Europe as in Asia, she is still a very popular celebrity, especially among young people, so the tickets are still very popular.

However, the patriarch old Buffon wanted tickets, so he had as many tickets as he wanted. Locke Larry would rather not sell the tickets for the entire concert, and he was willing to give them all to old Buffon! Even if the head office pursues it, Locklear is not afraid!

When the chairman of the head office saw old Buffon, they were all respectful!

"Okay, reserve four tickets for me, the location is better." Buffon said, "How much is it, I'll ask my family to send it to you."

"This is a gift from me, what more money do you need?" How dare Rocklary ask for money? Besides, it's just four tickets, and it's not a big deal.

"Then I'll accept it." Old Buffon didn't say much, in his opinion, there was no need to refuse because of these trivial matters: "By the way, do you know which company Shu Ya's concert is held by? "

"The organizer is the parent company of our theater group—Shengmei Music Group." Lockleary said: "However, the local opera house is responsible for the specific matters. Patriarch Buffon, what do you have to do?"

"It's like this. I have a very important guest—if we talk about it, he is also my elder! He likes Miss Shu Ya very much. Can you arrange for them to meet?" Old Buffon said.

"This..." Locklear hesitated for a moment, feeling very embarrassed, but he obviously misunderstood what Old Buffon meant.

"Why, is there a problem?" Old Buffon asked, "Do you want me to say hello to Shengmei Music Group?"

"That's not necessary..." Rocklary had to say truthfully: "Patriarch Buffon, Miss Shu Ya is a distinguished guest we invited, not a singer under our music group. There are some things we can't control her, and Miss Shu Ya Her family background is also very prominent, she was once invited by Miss Alice... If your friend treats her..."

When the old Buffon heard what Rocklarry said, he immediately laughed: "Rocklarry! You misunderstood, I just said, I want you to create a chance for them to meet, it's just as simple as meeting, there is no need to ask for anything else! Whether I can get Miss Shu Ya's favor depends entirely on my friend!"

"So that's how it is!" Rocklary heaved a sigh of relief. He thought that the friend of the old patriarch Buffon was playing with some unspoken rules, which made him very embarrassed. After all, this is not a singer under his banner, and he has no way to ask for anything from him.

"Then I'm relieved, I'm sorry, I misunderstood just now, you know, in my position, many rich people come to me and want to introduce little stars to them..." Locklear apologized.

"Hehe, I understand." Old Buffon didn't say anything: "Is there any problem with this?"

"No! I can invite you and your friends to the celebration banquet, what do you think?" Locke Larry said.

"There are too many people at the celebration banquet. See if there are any small receptions, such as reception receptions. Only a few people are the best!" Buffon said.

"Okay, then I'll make arrangements!" Locklear said.

"After you make the arrangements, give me a call! My phone number is... This is my private phone number, just call me directly!" Old Buffon told Rocklarry his private phone number.

Locklear was suddenly excited! This is the private phone number of the old patriarch Buffon. How can he be unhappy if he knows how many people want to have this phone number?

No matter what, he must do his best to handle this matter well, and the old Patriarch Buffon's request is not high, just attending a reception together, it's no big deal.

Lockleary hung up the phone, took out his work log, and recorded this matter, preparing to study it tomorrow.

However, just as Locklear hung up the phone, the phone rang again. Locklary thought it was the old Buffon calling, and he forgot to explain something, so he quickly picked up the phone respectfully: "You have, is there anything I can help you with?"

"Mr. Rockleary, you are doing well! I called you from my son's phone, and you are so polite when you see an unfamiliar number. I think you are a friendly member of the people!" The call came The voice of the mayor of the city, Mark Vader.

"Hello, Mayor Mark Verde!" Rocklary was startled, thinking, what's the matter tonight, why are all the big shots calling for him? However, he didn't expect that his erroneous and respectful tone won the approval of the mayor, which made Lockleary very happy.

"Well, Congressman Lockleary, I heard that your opera house will hold a concert recently?" Mayor Mark Verde said.

"That's right, Mayor Mark Verde," Lockleary said, "It's the concert of the Asian star Miss Shu Ya!"

"That's good! I have something to trouble you. My son Malig is a fan of Miss Shu Ya. It's like you asked for some concert tickets!" Mayor Mark Verde said.

"No problem!" Locklear quickly agreed, "It's a trivial matter. I'll send someone to the mayor's office tomorrow."