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Chapter 2 Going for a bike to become a motorcycle (please support!)(1/2)

(The new book sets sail, please support it all!)

Looking at Broadway, and even in the entire Manhattan building, there is something that is rarely seen elsewhere, and outsiders dislike it, but those who live here are proud of it.

That is the fire staircase.

Audiences who have watched "The Phantom of the Opera" have a strong interest in the secret passages filled with crystal chandeliers, deep corridors, and cave cellars.

But they didn't know that for opera actors, fire stairs were the real secret passage.

In the dark back alley of the theater, the jagged fire stairs are connected to each other, connecting countless rooms of at least three theaters around.

That is, it can take you from the backstage of one theater to the stage of another theater.

From one theater's costume prop room to another theater's private lounge.

For the handymen in the backstage of the theater, the fire-proof staircase is a smooth road covered with swords and a secret weapon for double wages.

Because most of the handymen will work for several theaters at the same time.

It depends entirely on this channel to deal with different theaters, so you can get double or even triple salary.

For example, although Li Yaoyang mainly works in the backstage of the Wistan Theater, he occasionally goes to the next theater to move props, or goes to another theater to unload the curtains.

If he is lucky, he will get at least twice his usual salary after 6 hours of working hours.

The back alley of the Wistan Theater, the fire staircase entrance.

Li Yaoyang greeted his colleagues coming and going, and from time to time he would give him an extremely complicated boxing ceremony.

At first he felt annoyed, but after a long time, he felt it was good, at least he wouldn't make his skin look too abrupt.

"Lee, good evening, you've come early and the work hasn't started yet~"

A black man with two and a half figure fell down the stairs, and every step he took would shake countless ashes, and the fat flesh on his body rippled.

"Good evening Martin, I'm asking for trouble for the boss~" Li Yaoyang inserted his pocket and could only stand up the stairs after he got down.

"Looking for the boss? Damn, are you going to scold me?" Martin grinned with big white teeth, never worried about hitting someone when he walked at night.

"how?"

"He was in a bad mood today. I heard that he didn't sell a few tickets for the evening~"

"Why do I feel like you're a little gloating?"

"Is that true? I don't~" Martin flatly denied.

If he could put away his big white teeth, Li Yaoyang would believe it.

"I won't tell you anymore, I'll go to his office and talk back~"

Twist, rushing up the stairs a few steps, Martin shouted behind him:

"After an hour the dressing room gathers, our blonde girls need help!"

"Ok!"

Every time the iron stairs step on, it will make a noise like scratching the heart and liver, and its teeth will almost turn sore.

Finally arrived at the top floor, I quickly opened the door and went in, my ears were much more clear.

The theater has four floors in total. In addition to the office of the theater owner Kane Wistein, the top floor also has a huge reception room and an actor's rest room.

Of course, only big-name actors are eligible to enjoy it. Before the performance starts, go to the dressing room downstairs to prepare.

This is also the quietest place in the entire theater, because Kane Wistein is a little nervous, and the noisy environment will drive him crazy.

Tell a joke - the owner of the musical theater likes quietness.

This is just like the comedians are serious in the background. It is obviously true, but no one wants to believe it.

‘Dongdongdongdongdong~’ knocked on the door. After hearing the response from ‘Come in’, Li Yaoyang carefully pushed open the door and first leaned his head in.

Without the fire-watching transaction as I imagined, he let go of half of his heart.

It’s not that I’m too worried, but that I’m learning after being scolded countless times.

Kane is a fast gunner, and he is a typical addicted person.

The more you don't work, the more you like to prove yourself.

If not, his wife wouldn't like eating ducks.

"boss~" Li Yaoyang shouted.

In the huge office, there is a huge solid wood desk located near the wall.

Various documents and stationery are placed in a very regular manner, and the desktop is smooth and smooth, which can reflect reflections.

A man sat behind the table, with his back facing the door, his feet on the window ridge, shaking his head to the music from the phonograph.

"Boss?" When he came closer, Li Yaoyang shouted again.

"Cry~"

The swivel chair could not withstand the huge figure of the person above and let out a wail.

If Martin is fat, then Kane is strong, over 190 cm tall and weighs at least 200 kilograms.

It is hard to imagine that a man with such a man would be a fast gunman, and he himself would not believe it!

Seeing the person coming clearly, Kane said with a slight smile:

"lee~ It's not time for work yet, don't expect me to pay you a cent more!"

He is an old miser who opens his mouth, and Li Yaoyang is used to it!

"Boss~I'm not here to talk about salary~"

"Oh? That's strange. Do you want to discuss with me the duck film restaurant in Chinatown? You know, I'm not interested in that thing~"

"Not that, I want to talk to you about a business~"

Li Yaoyang thought he was very sensible in his temperament, but in Kane's eyes, it seemed as if he had seen a clown performing, smiling and falling backwards.

The poor swivel chair could only wail without any power.

"You? Talk to me? Haha~ This is the funnyest joke I've heard this year. Man, do you want to laugh to death and then inherit my legacy?"

Kane burst into tears and laughed. He lay on the table like a 200-pound child.

"This is no joke~" Li Yaoyang spread his hands and said helplessly.

Damn, I had expected this situation a long time ago, but when I was facing it, I still felt speechless.

"Haha~" Kane laughed louder, not knowing how much lung capacity he had. The laughter was so loud that it made people feel hurt by eardrums.

After a while, he finally got tired of laughing. He wiped the water stains at the corners of his eyes and said while panting:

"Okay, man, that's all the joke, it's impossible to raise your salary!

I am already worthy of you when I can provide a job. If I am not satisfied, where can I get it?

Trust me, if you leave, the theater will not have any impact!”

Kane firmly believed that Lai Yaoyang was here to ask for money and did not listen to him.

"Boss~ If I leave now, you will lose a chance to turn losses into profits. Are you sure you won't listen to me?"

Li Yaoyang took the initiative to do this. He had been planning for three months and tried to turn a bicycle into a motorcycle.

If you remember correctly, the ban with great influence will soon be over. If you don’t hurry up and collect money, you will have to pour water for the boss’s wife in your life.

Sure enough, Kane seemed to be a little shaken when he said this.

"You? Let me turn my losses into profits? Are you sure you're not kidding?"

"I'm sure, give me five minutes, I only have five minutes!"

Kane glanced at the watch and shrugged:

"Okay, I'm free anyway, so I'll give you 5 minutes.

But after 5 minutes, if you can't convince me, I'm sorry, you can't show up at the Wistan Theatre from now on!"

Kane was also on a whim and made a bet with the little person in his eyes. It would be fun to bet, and it would not cost him much.

This Irish man is so stingy, do you really think he is full of fat?

"Thank you, I wrote a script that is adapted based on real events. As long as it is shot, I promise to cause a sensation in the whole city!"

After saying that, without giving Kane time to think, he put a stack of manuscript paper on the desktop and pushed it over.

"This is the outline and the script for the first ten minutes~"

His scorching eyes and firm attitude temporarily obscured Wistan's stereotype of him.

He muttered a few words: "Damn it, I actually want to read a script written by a Chinese. It's so crazy!"

While muttering, he grabbed the manuscript paper. His rude actions mean that he was extremely unhappy.

But the theater's dilemma made him unwilling to miss any opportunity to turn over, and he would not suffer any loss when he saw it.

"Titanic?" Kane couldn't help but pronounce it out when he saw the name of the play.
To be continued...
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