Chapter 75

"Master Mei, you've invited too many people here. We don't have a place to entertain them." As soon as he came back, Lao Zhao, who was worried to death in the backstage, rushed forward to pull him aside.

"This..." Mei Lanfang looked at the crowded backstage and found that there were quite a lot of them.

When I was on stage before, the audience of the opera house was all around. The number of compatriots seemed to be so small. Now it's just another number.

Ooh, there are a hundred or so.

Seeing Mei Lanfang step down from the stage, Li Zitao quietly joins in with Lao Zhao, who had called them before, muttering incessantly.

"Master Mei, is there any trouble?"

"It's not a big deal." After looking at Lao Zhao, Mei Lanfang said apologetically: "I didn't expect that my compatriots were so warm and didn't prepare to greet so many people."

"Why don't we just talk about the old here and get together in groups some other day?" "Anyway, you still have two weeks to perform here. I'm not in a hurry."

Hearing that Mei Lanfang would be performing in New York for another two weeks, Li Zitao couldn't help but scold in his heart, "the yellow cattle are really unreliable, and their hearts are black."

"I'll arrange it." Without waiting for the two men to discuss, Li Zitao interjected: "Lawrence, call Liz and ask if there is anyone using the banquet hall tonight?"

"Charlie, I'm not your secretary." Lawrence raised his hand in protest, but he still made a good phone call.

"Charlie, Liz said it would be done in 15 minutes." Within two minutes, Lawrence brought back good news.

"If you go there, it's just the right time." Taking out his pocket watch, Li Zitao gives Mei Lanfang the right to decide.

After all, he is the protagonist of today, and Li Zitao does not mean to dominate.

"Thank you very much, sir. What's your name?" Lao Zhao bowed politely.

"My name is Li. Call me Charlie. When we are abroad, we will do as the Romans do." Li Zitao leans forward slightly and holds his fist.

"I'll arrange it first. You're chatting." Lao Zhao said goodbye and took the big guy to the Ritz Hotel.

"Thank you very much, Mr. Li. I'll ask Mr. Zhao to settle the bill later." Mei Lanfang is good at making friends and has a lot of money.

Although on the stage, he is always dressed as a man in a woman's costume and plays a role as a Dan character. He is also a gentle gentleman when he meets people, but he still has a heroic chivalry in his heart.

If not, how could it be that when the little devils invaded China, they would rather die than perform on stage.

"You're welcome. I have some businesses in America." Li Zitao said modestly.

Because the two people were communicating in Chinese, Lawrence had to do something about it. In the end, Zhao Yaozhong couldn't stand it and helped him translate.

"Yes, don't be polite to him. Charlie is a billionaire." When he learned what he said from Zhao Yaozhong, Lawrence said naturally.

"What?" Naturally, Zhao Yaozhong did not get up.

A billionaire???

Friend, are you talking about money or paper?

Looking back at Li Zitao with innocent face, Zhao Yaozhong suddenly felt a heavy pressure and rushed to himself.

"Brother Zhao, is this Mei Lanfang didn't understand the meaning of Lawrence.

"Mr. Lee is a billionaire," Lawrence said After swallowing his saliva, Zhao Yaozhong finally woke up from the shock.

“……” It's Mei Lanfang's turn to be silly, a billionaire. Is this a playbook?

"Money is nothing but external objects. It's just a coincidence. Ha ha..." Li Zitao smile some embarrassment, this beep to the sudden and not prevent, he is a little reluctant to pretend.

However, Mei Lanfang was also very human and soon came to his senses. Li Zitao admired and worried about the performance of the two men, especially Zhao Yaozhong.

Li Zitao also wants to win over the talented man. But judging from his performance, money alone can't move the other party.

Even if it was put in the 21st century, he would know a billionaire, and he would talk about it together. He would be so excited that he couldn't sleep.

"I didn't expect that among the Chinese people like me, there are still people who can achieve so much in the United States." Mei Lanfang said with some emotion, and looked at Li Zitao with a little more approval.

In terms of art, Mei Lanfang's achievements today are no less than that of Li Zitao. He is a master of opera art and a pioneer in promoting and shaping the quintessence of Chinese culture.

But the latter, Li Zitao, will feel inferior to himself. Sometimes, there are always some things that can't be measured with money.

"Mr. Mei, you don't have to be humble. Your achievements today are not much worse than brother Li's, but I have achieved nothing, ah..." Zhao Yaozhong hung his head in self mockery.

"Brother Zhao doesn't have to be like this. If a man is alive, he can achieve great things as long as he has faith. I heard elder brother Li say that you are studying for a doctor's degree.

he is also famous in American Physics. Heming's knowledge is very shallow and he travels like a mountain. Although he doesn't know the inside story, it's not easy to think about it."

Mei Lanfang is a stage name strictly speaking, and Heming is his nickname, with the word Huahua."I'll take off my makeup first. Please wait a moment." Mei Lanfang stepped back from the dressing table and began to take off her make-up. It seemed that her movements were not smooth, but she quickly put on her make-up.

"I don't know what kind of belief supports Mr. may to come to the present?" On the way out of the opera house to the Ritz Hotel, Li Zitao is still thinking about the previous topic.

"Does Li Sheng know the Xianggong Tangzi?" Mei Lanfang asked with a smile.

"I don't know." Li Zitao shook his head and said.

"In the history of thousands of years ago, actors were in the lowest social class. Xianggongtangzi put it bluntly. It is not only a school for cultivating opera people, but also a place for people to keep warm. It is also a vanity fair for pursuing fame and wealth, drinking and laughing. As the saying goes, actors are merciless and bichi is unjust."

When Mei Lanfang said this, his face was open and his eyes were clear, but he calmly talked about the filthy scenes he had seen in Xianggong hall.

"Thanks to my brother-in-law and cousin, and the care of your predecessors, Heming can be as sharp as it is today." Recalling Mei Lanfang's eyes.

"At that time, a senior brother was forced to leave Yunhe hall and left a message before leaving." Mei Lanfang's eyes are more and more bright, and the gorgeous light seems to tear the night.

"In the future, if someone sings well and becomes popular, remember to give the singing opera some status It doesn't have to be too much. Just stand up straight

The bland tone of voice shocked Li Zitao and Zhao Yaozhong.

From Mei Lanfang's description, it is not difficult to guess what kind of attack the elder martial brother who was forced to leave at that time, and what kind of indignation and helplessness he felt in his heart.

"He Ming didn't dare to forget this parting advice

It is my greatest wish in this life and my belief that I can make it to this day. " Mei Lanfang said in a straight and round tone.

Li Zitao's heart is full of five flavors. For a moment, he doesn't know what he is thinking. He has a kind of unspeakable depression. His scalp is numb, his throat is dry, and he stands there in a daze.

Zhao Yaozhong was also shocked by Mei Lanfang's simple and pure belief, but at the same time, a flame was kindled in his heart, which made his blood boil.

Isn't his purpose of coming to America with simple and pure faith?

"We should learn from foreign advanced knowledge and technology to lay the foundation for the rise of China, and we hope to see the prosperous scenery of the motherland in our lifetime."

The heavy atmosphere infected Lawrence. Although he did not understand what they were talking about earlier, Lawrence felt that all this must have something to do with honor and faith.

Just as the atmosphere became more and more dignified, Mei Lanfang suddenly looked across the road and strode toward the opposite side.

In the dustbin next to the opposite street, a ragged vagrant with a ragged cloth bag was rummaging through the trash can for something useful.

Mei Lanfang walked up to the other party and said a few words patiently. Then she took out some beautiful knives from her pocket and thrust them into her dirty, black stained hands.

The tramp who received the money couldn't understand what he was saying, but it didn't prevent him from feeling the kindness of the other party. His eyes were the window of his heart. Mei Lanfang's eyes were full of sincerity and kindness.

One does not understand English, the other does not understand Chinese, but both of them clearly understand what the other side wants to express!

Mei Lanfang wants to tell him that the ordeal will be gone and the future is still full of hope.

In addition to expressing his gratitude, the tramp also confessed to "God" and felt ashamed of his verbal criticism and hostility towards the Chinese.

"In this world, the people will always suffer the most." Seeing the grateful tramp standing there, waving his hands for a long time, Mei Lanfang said with emotion.

When Li Zitao and his colleagues arrived at the Ritz Hotel, the banquet hall had already been arranged, and the first arrived compatriots exchanged in small groups.

At the same time, we are also curious, who is the "Mr. Li" in Lao Zhao's mouth?

It is not only money that can make the Ritz Hotel arrange everything properly in such a short time.

"Heming is a new comer. I'm really scared and grateful to have everyone come to support him..." Mei Lanfang's voice is not loud, but extremely clear.

Li Zi Tao's mood is still not calm down for a long time. His mind always recalls the scene when he communicated with Vagabonds.

The elegant demeanor of giving kindness casually and the exposed character of words and deeds make people admire sincerely.

"Finally, I would like to thank Li Sheng, the organizer of this banquet." Mei Lanfang pointed to Li Zitao with a smile and said, "thank you for your arrangement."

Li Zitao was in a daze, but Zhao Yaozhong pulled him for a moment. Then he came to his senses and hugged him with a smile.

"Is this gentleman a little familiar?" Someone looked at him and said.

"Isn't that Charlie Lee in the paper? The one who was shot He was identified.

"Hush, you are quiet. Can you say that?"

"According to the newspaper, this man's worth is estimated to be worth hundreds of millions of dollars. There are more than 2000 people under his hand. All of them are armed with guns, and the white people dare not provoke him. That's this." The one who spoke raised his thumb with admiration and admiration."Come on! Their name is Ann Security group, yes, that's it. It's a bodyguard for the rich. What kind of people

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