Chapter 630 The Suffering at the Opera House

Chapter 630 The Suffering of the Opera House

Fang Yangze and Chu Bingqing soldiers divided into two groups and continued to carry out suspicious tactics according to the companies on the reservation list.

At about four o'clock in the evening, the two met at the villa. Chu Bingqing looked at Fang Yang's suit and leather shoes, and his shiny hair. It was estimated that even a fly would be unable to stand on it, and then he got into the car with satisfaction:

"You know where the Imperial Opera House is, right? This is an internal extra performance, and the people who got the tickets are all high-class celebrities. You have to pay more attention when the time comes, and you have to be a bit gentlemanly, do you understand?"

Fang Yang answered honestly: "I understand, whatever you ask me to do is up to you."

The two drove to the Imperial Opera House, but happened to encounter a traffic jam on the way. By the time they arrived at the opera house, the main play was about to start in ten minutes.

After entering the theater smoothly, their seats were in the fourth row, not too far but not too close, which was pretty good. But Fang Yang just felt uncomfortable. Even if the temperature of the Grand Theater was suitable, he still felt suffocated and panicked.

Sitting in his seat, Fang Yang peeked around quietly. As expected, all the men here were wearing formal clothes. He couldn't help but secretly sigh at the typical formalism of this thing!

Isn’t it possible that wearing sportswear and listening to an opera will change your taste? It's better to go to a teahouse to listen to books and sing drums. No one will care about you even if you wear a big vest and wear a pair of flip flops!

There were still a few minutes left before the opening ceremony. Chu Bingqing asked Fang Yang in a low voice: "Have you ever heard of opera?"

Fang Yang told the truth: "No! This is the first time! In such an occasion, it is not suitable for me. It can be said that this ticket was enough for my living expenses for a month!"

You can live without listening to opera, but if you don't eat for a month, then I'm afraid I won't have the chance to sit here with you today. "

Chu Bingqing chuckled and said: "Haha, you are right, the consumption here is indeed higher. But you couldn't do it before, but now your net worth is no problem even if you listen to it every day, right?

From now on, you have to learn to accept these things, which will be beneficial in the future. Each class has its own circle.

If you want to integrate into a circle, you must be recognized in all aspects. This is not something that can be changed by how much money you have or how big an official you are. "

Fang Yang glanced at Chu Bingqing thoughtfully and found that she had been nodding to some people around her, but no one said anything.

Now Fang Yang somewhat understood that Chu Bingqing was using himself as a medium to let Fang Yang slowly move closer to the circle of the imperial capital.

Of course, this can't be done in a day or two. Fortunately, Fang Yang is still young. With his talent and tact, it wasn't that hard to do.

Chu Bingqing was originally the daughter of the Longjiang Chu family, and this time she visited so many company executives on behalf of Yangming Group, so naturally she was somewhat popular in this circle.

The lights dimmed, and the legendary opera finally began in darkness. If at the beginning, Fang Yang still had a trace of curiosity and wanted to challenge his ability to accept, then after three minutes, Fang Yang declared a complete defeat...

It is said that after the incident, Fang raised his nose and complained to Wang Qiang and others with tears in his eyes. That kind of thing is not acceptable to normal people at all.

A large group of people had exaggerated expressions and loud voices, and even those with a weak heart dared not go! The most intolerable thing is that this is in the imperial capital! But they actually sang in inexplicable Italian!

Heaven is my witness, how many people in the entire empire can understand Italian? Quietly, he glanced at the gentlemen sitting around. They seemed to be concentrating on it. From time to time, they would even nod and show appreciation. This made Fang Yang have the urge to vomit blood!

Where are you listening to opera? It’s clearly a pretending conference! Chu Bingqing could understand it, and Fang Yang didn't find it strange. After all, he had such strength.

But there are about a hundred people in the theater now. How many of them can really hear the smell? Is it possible that the so-called status symbol relies on these flimsy things to fill its appearance?

If you don't understand, then just don't listen. In Fang Yang's opinion, the so-called famous drama is just a group of clowns entertaining themselves, looking at the stage and wondering where they are wandering in their mind.

I don't know how long it took, but Fang Yang finally woke up to the warmest applause from the audience. When he looked up, he saw that it was already over. He quickly stood up and applauded like Chu Bingqing.

Looking at the expressions of relief on the faces of the uncles, I laughed secretly in my heart: I thought that I was no better than myself, but it turned out that I was not much better than myself.

I thought I would leave after this was done, but who knew that people would come up to talk to me from time to time. First, a Mediterranean uncle came to Chu Bingqing:

"Haha, Miss Chu is still so charming! I played golf with my father a few days ago, and we talked about you. When are you going to show your favor and come out to hang out together?"

Chu Bingqing responded politely: "Haha, Boss Ma is so grateful. I've been busy with worldly affairs recently, so I'm afraid I don't have much time. I believe it won't be long before Bingqing will organize a private banquet, and the two bosses will definitely reward me!"

As soon as he heard that Chu Bingqing invited him to a private banquet, Boss Ma's face twitched with laughter, and he nodded hurriedly: "Haha, don't worry, Miss Chu! When the time comes, you two will definitely support me! Then I won't disturb you two." When he was done, he realized what was going on and left to say hello to others.

As soon as he left, some more people came up to say hello one after another, and Chu Bingqing's answers were more or less the same. Fortunately, they were all in attendance, so they just said hello and left.

Nearly an hour was wasted in this chat! Fang Yang felt his cheeks cramp just by laughing.

Looking at Chu Bingqing again, it seemed that she was still the same as before, her smile was still so charming and natural, and I couldn't help but admire her in my heart.

After finally getting out of the theater and back to the car, Chu Bingqing leaned heavily on the seat and let out a long breath: "Huh~~ I'm exhausted."

Fang Yang also said feebly: "I see that you don't see anything, but my clothes are almost soaked... I'm not here to listen to the opera. I'm obviously spending my own money to make trouble."

Hearing Fang Yang's complaint, Chu Bingqing burst out laughing: "Okay, don't complain here. In fact, I came out this time to find an opportunity to push you out.

Your appearance today made everyone who has never seen you feel familiar. Your reputation will also be known to them, and you will have one more option if anything happens. "

"It doesn't matter what others think, I am me, different fireworks." Fang Yang didn't really care what others thought.

Chu Bingqing swept away her fatigue and looked at Fang Yang with bright eyes: "Fang Yang, do you know why I have to have you accompany me today?"

"I don't know, but I believe you will definitely give me a reasonable explanation." Fang Yang told the truth.

Chu Bingqing's eyes were a little dim, and she said softly: "Today is my birthday. Apart from you, I don't have any relatives around me."

Unexpectedly, today is Chu Bingqing’s birthday! Fang Yang was also a little surprised: "I'm sorry, you should have told me beforehand so that you could make some preparations."

Chu Bingqing shook her head gently: "Thank you, actually at my age, what I fear most is birthdays.

Every time you celebrate a birthday, it means you are one year older. How many more good years will a woman have? Once it’s past, you can never get it back. "