To become the richest man from the beginning of the game

Chapter 151 The Resident Singer

night.

Moyu Internet Cafe, flagship store.

Ma Yang and Zhang Yuan were sitting by the window, drinking some wine, looking at the few guests, and always felt that the atmosphere was a little sad.

Still no customers!

Now, two more Moyu Internet cafes are being renovated, and they should be officially open soon.

However, the flagship store of Moyu Internet Cafe is still in a state of steady loss.

The turnover has stabilized, and many regular customers even know the shop assistants, but no matter how you calculate it, it is impossible for this few people to support the operating costs of Moyu Internet Cafe.

Ma Yang and Zhang Yuan, the general manager of Moyu Internet Cafe and the regional manager of Moyu Internet Cafe in Jingzhou, were toasting to relieve their worries.

Zhang Yuan drank the wine in front of him in one gulp: "I'll sing two more songs."

Ma Yang stretched out his hand to stop him: "Forget it, there is no one to listen to the singing..."

Including the two of them, there were only eight people sitting and drinking.

Zhang Yuan still stood up: "It's okay, let's howl twice, let's clear it up."

When he came to the stage, Zhang Yuan was still the same as before, playing the guitar twice, thinking about what to sing today.

As for the drinkers below, they are basically regular customers, so I am not too surprised.

Besides, which Internet cafe doesn't have a resident singer?This is also nothing new.

When Moyu Internet Cafe first opened, Zhang Yuan sang hard every night, but it was useless. Although it did improve its popularity a bit, the improvement was quite limited.

As time passed, he sang less and less. Today, under the influence of alcohol, he appeared on stage again on a whim.

Zhang Yuan didn't say any polite words. After adjusting the equipment, he began to sing.

The singing can't be said to be the sound of nature, but it's still pretty good.After all, she was originally the resident singer of the bar, so her voice would definitely not be bad.

A low and hoarse singing voice came out leisurely.

Zhang Yuan also tried to sing that kind of intense rock and roll before, but soon found that the scene didn't cooperate at all, and he wasn't happy at all.

So later on he sang slower songs or folk songs.

In this way, at least the scene will not be particularly embarrassing.

Ma Yang listened to Zhang Yuan's singing while drinking, feeling a little lost.

Suddenly, he noticed that there seemed to be a faint figure outside the glass curtain wall, hesitating at the door.

It's already night now, and the lights inside the Internet cafe are brighter than outside, so you can clearly see the scene inside, but it's not very clear from inside.

But one can indeed see a figure, hovering at the door.

"Is there a new guest?"

"And you are still hesitating, which means you can fight for it!"

Ma Yang regained his spirits instantly.

Although he is now the general manager of Moyu Internet Cafe, who said the general manager can't solicit customers?

Ma Yang, the general manager, has no airs at all.

Opening the door of the Internet cafe, Ma Yang had a kind face: "Brother, come in and play?"

The little brother standing at the door was obviously taken aback. He was still hesitating at the door, but he didn't notice that the door opened, and there was such a long face.

The little brother lowered his head in embarrassment: "I... I didn't come to surf the Internet."

"It's okay, you can drink too." Ma Yang was still enthusiastic.

He looked at the little brother carefully, he looked a bit ugly, his hair was messed up, and the clothes on his body looked a little old, but it was still neat.

The little brother scratched his messy hair: "I...I just want to ask, is there still a singer here?"

Ma Yang: "..."

A little disappointed.

We have no shortage of wage earners, but customers!

No guests, so what if you sing well.

Seeing Ma Yang's long face collapsing at a speed visible to the naked eye, the little brother hurriedly said: "I think I can sing better than that person, so I want to try it."

Ma Yang thought about it, and it seemed to be okay.

Zhang Yuan can be regarded as the regional manager of Moyu Internet Cafe Jingzhou now, how can he go on stage and sing by himself every day.

It would be nice to recruit a resident singer.

"Okay, what's your name?"

"Chen Lei."

"Come on, come in."

Ma Yang led Chen Lei to Moyu Internet Cafe, and sat down at a random seat.

After waiting for a while, Zhang Yuan sang another song and stepped off the stage to rest.

Ma Yang pointed to the stage: "Go, don't be nervous."

Ma Yang didn't have much musical talent at first, so he couldn't hear good or bad. He thought that as long as this little brother could sing well, he could barely take Zhang Yuan's class.

Zhang Yuan just poured a glass of water to drink, and turned his head to find that his seat on the stage had been taken.

A little brother who had never seen him was strumming the guitar on the stage, looking like he was about to sing.

Zhang Yuan sat next to Ma Yang with a dazed face: "Brother Ma, who is this?"

"Chen Lei, here to apply for a resident singer. I was thinking, if he can sing well, let him sing on stage, and you will rest more in the future."

Ma Yang said with concern: "After all, you have a heavy workload, and now a new bartender has been recruited, and if you recruit a resident singer, you can concentrate on the operation of the Internet cafe."

Zhang Yuan really wanted to say that he had nothing to do all day, but he was a little moved when he heard Ma Yang say that.

Hey, that's not right, we haven't recruited a resident singer?

Just as Zhang Yuan wanted to ask this question, Qingling's hoarse voice rang out in the Internet cafe.

"The flowers of spring bloom, the wind of autumn and the setting sun of winter..."

Zhang Yuan was taken aback: "I even sang an old song."

This song is so popular that almost everyone has heard it.

However, the moment Chen Lei spoke, almost everyone who was drinking looked at the stage.

It was like a pool of clear water pouring down from the stage, enveloping everyone in it.

Zhang Yuan also froze for a moment, and couldn't help humming softly.

Ma Yang sipped his wine and said in a low voice, "It seems that I can't sing as well as you."

Zhang Yuan glanced at him helplessly: "Brother Ma...he sings much better than me."

"Really?" Ma Yang was a little surprised, "His voice can't get higher or lower, what's so strong about it?"

Zhang Yuan felt like he was talking to a duck, but considering that Lao Ma was his immediate boss after all, he still had to keep smiling.

"A good singing voice has the characteristics of being able to move people. With his voice singing folk songs, it's like a godsend meal."

"I can't be envious."

"If you don't believe me, just look at everyone's reaction."

Ma Yang looked at everyone in the arena.

When Zhang Yuan sang before, everyone should be drinking and chatting. Although they were listening, it was obviously just a general background sound.

But after Chen Lei sang on stage, everyone seemed to freeze.

They all drank in silence with their wine glasses, no one spoke, no one chatted, and a few people stared blankly at Chen Lei on the stage, wondering what kind of memories were evoked by the singing.

Zhang Yuan said with emotion: "Brother Ma, where did you meet such a good seedling?"

Ma Yang was silent for a moment: "...he came here by himself."

Zhang Yuan: "Then this is a bit of a coincidence."

"Actually, it's not a coincidence." Ma Yang said, "He said he heard you singing outside and thought he must sing better than you, so he mustered up the courage to come in. I think the main credit should belong to you."

Zhang Yuan: "..."

"Brother Ma, I've changed my mind, can I not hire him?"

"No."

　Ask for a monthly ticket~~~

　　

　

(End of this chapter)