Since he bought this place, so far, it can only be said that it will take some time to recover the money.

Although the monthly profit can exceed one million, and it will double when there are performances, and the drinks can make more than 100,000 yuan every night, the cost of opening such a large live house is really too high.

Cheng Yu symbolically finished reading and asked casually: "Is anyone coming to get tickets tonight?"

"Yes, Brother Mao's friend, five tickets."

Cheng Yu didn't know whether to see him or not.

If you don’t send him a message, he won’t even know to send you good morning or good night!

Even sending an emoticon is fine.

But there was nothing.

Cheng Yu was spoiled by the admiration of the people around him, and he had never met anyone who ignored him like him.

Before going out in the afternoon, Xue Youka sent a message to Lin Shimao. Lin Shimao replied: "You go over first, I will go to the store later."

Xue Youka put on his clothes and went out directly. In the spring of early April, he only wore a white shirt, a pair of jeans, and a school bag.

mew was not far from the school. He bought a bicycle and rode there. Xue Youka entered the store. He didn't see Lin Shimao, so he asked the clerk: "Is Brother Mao here?"

"Brother Mao? He's not here yet. You're here to get the tickets, right?"

Xue Youka guessed that Lin Shimao should be on the way and sent him a message. Sure enough, he said: "We are almost there, wait for me for a while."

The clerk handed five tickets to Xue Youka. They were all tickets for the first floor. The fare was 180.

Xue Youka scanned the code at the original price, but the clerk stopped him: "Hey! Brother Mao said he would sell it to you for 90 a piece, so don't give it so much."

"These tickets are originally our internal tickets and can be given away."

"Thank you." Xue Youka scanned the QR code and gave the money, and said to Tian Ai: "Sister, I got the tickets, five of them, I will give them to you during the club activities in two days!"

On the third floor, Cheng Yu stood in front of a single window. He could see the entire first floor. He saw him scanning a code to give money, then scanning a power bank and sitting in front of the bar.

The clerk poured him a glass of water. Xue Youka thanked him, hesitated and asked: "Turbo...are you here today?"

"Yes, he is on the third floor."

Xue Youka subconsciously looked up, but he could only see the mirror.

Cheng Yu's eyes met his through the air.

Xue Youka took a sip of water and asked the clerk: "Can I go up?"

"...Third floor?" No one was allowed to enter there, except band members and cleaners. The clerk shook his head, "Only Turbo is up there. If Brother Mao comes, you can also ask Brother Mao if he can go.

Visit the third floor...if you want turbo..."

But what kind of character is Turbo? Everyone knows that the boss is very nice and generous to his employees, but he doesn't care about his temper.

Xue Youka said: "I went up there once."

"Eh?"

The clerk looked at his face and seemed to suddenly remember: "Ah! You are familiar with Turbo, right? The one who came here to pick up the clothes last time, was it you?"

"Did you say the end of last year?" Xue Youka asked.

"That dress is a new product delivered to the store by sa. Turbo asked us to sign for it, and then you came and carried it away."

It is quite rare to see an outsider who has a good relationship with Turbo, so they were deeply impressed by it and even discussed it in private.

Xue Youka was stunned for a moment.

Thinking of the jacket that Cheng Yu didn't want to wear and even planned to throw away because it was too small for the club camping trip last winter, his mind was buzzing.

"It shouldn't matter if you've been there...but he seems to be in a bad mood recently. Let's bring him some food."

There is no elevator, so you have to climb up the spiral staircase step by step. There is a door between the third and second floors with a sign saying no one should enter.

Xue Youka went to the third floor and knew that there were two doors. He tried to ring the doorbell.

Cheng Yu quickly picked up his drumsticks and soundproof earmuffs.

Two minutes later, the door opened from the inside.

The lights on the third floor are a bit brighter than those on the second floor. Cheng Yu is wearing a loose trendy T-shirt, black soundproof earmuffs hanging around his neck, and holding a drum stick in his hand. He looks unhappy at being interrupted from practice.

.

Cheng Yu didn't speak, but his eyes clearly said: "Why is it you?"

"Good afternoon, I'll bring you something to eat..." Xue Youka gave him the snacks in the store and asked softly, "Are you practicing drums?"

"Um."

Hearing his cold voice and looking at his expressionless look, Xue Youka knew that it was just as the clerk said, Turbo was indeed in a bad mood.

There are three hundred and sixty-five days in a year, and Cheng Yu probably spends 360 of them sulking.

"Then I won't disturb you anymore..." Xue Youka did not go in. He stood at the steps outside the door on the third floor. He was about to leave when he was called: "Come back."

Xue Youka turned back to look at him.

Cheng Yu's whole body was covered with light, and the expression on his face could not be seen clearly, and his eyes were dark: "Are you here to drink?"

"Come and get the tickets," he said matter-of-factly, "My friends and I wanted to watch Scorpio's performance next week, but the tickets were sold out... The scalpers didn't have any tickets, so I asked Brother Mao how many he wanted."

"Why don't you ask me?"

As soon as he thought that his status in his heart might not be comparable to that of Lin Shimao, Cheng Yu became furious. If anger could be embodied, he would be an evil dragon now.

Cheng Yu asked condescendingly: "Don't you want to see me?"
Chapter completed!