Chapter 101 TV dramas are all real!
A few hours ago, Guangde Building.

"Tong Ren Tang was originally an old medicine store."

"Sir, you are like this free and easy king..."

The business of the Imperial Capital Crosstalk Conference is no different from before and is still bleak.

The venue could hold more than 400 people, but now there were only thirty or forty spectators scattered around.

Even so, it is still a good situation for them.

At least you can protect your capital.

Just like before, Li Jing first went on stage to recite a piece of quick-paced storytelling to warm up the audience, so that everyone could get a feel for the performance and at the same time calm down and pave the way for the subsequent programs.

Today's audience was quite respectful. They all smiled and drank tea and ate melon seeds, enjoying the performance.

Guo Degang, who was hiding behind the curtain at the stage door, took a quick look and thought that the audience was in a good mood today and he would have to work hard in a while.

But at this moment, there was a commotion at the entrance of the garden, breaking the quiet and peaceful atmosphere inside.

"Sir, you didn't buy a ticket?"

Snapped!
"Ouch!"

The old ticket inspector was chasing a group of men. He just said the truth, and the response he got was a big slap in the face.

The old man was beaten so hard that he saw stars and felt dizzy. He had no choice but to cover his wrinkled face and hide aside in shame.

They walked straight to the front row, and the leader found an empty table and sat down. He immediately put his legs on the table, and the mud on his shoes got all over the table.

The younger brothers behind him picked up tea bowls and melon seed plates and threw them to the ground!
The sound of white porcelain shattering was endless.

If last time he had waited until the quick-talking story was halfway through before starting to shout, it would have been better, pretending to be dissatisfied with the show and using it as an excuse to cause trouble.

This time he was too lazy to even pretend, and his actions told everyone the moment he entered the door.

"I'm here to mess things up today!"

When the audience around saw this, they all ran away.

In less than five minutes, everyone had left, and 99% of them never returned to the venue again.

Guo Degang's face turned pale. A good performance was ruined just at the beginning.

But not only can I not lose my temper, I also have to put on a smile and settle the matter.

"How many of you..."

"Stop talking nonsense and call that kid from last time." The leader alternated his legs, changed his posture, and continued to put his legs on the table.

Guo Degang recognized that these were the thugs who were "scared away" by Zhang Yuan last time, and he knew that today would not end well.

"Brothers, the person you are talking about is not a member of our team, but just a spectator." Teacher Guo still has some sense of justice. He did not push Zhang Yuan out to take the blame, but instead helped him to distance himself from the matter.

"Don't give me this or that. I know you two know each other." The man who was speaking pouted like a toad: "A little actor dares to make trouble in the capital."

"He can act, right? Come on, let him come today and perform for me in person!"

"I told you this, as long as he doesn't come, I will stay here with you for one day." The leader acted like a complete rogue, and with a wave of his hand, all the younger brothers sat down and did not leave.

"Uncle Zhang, what should we do?" After trying to persuade him for a long time, the other party still refused to give in. Guo Degang went backstage and discussed the matter with old man Zhang Wenshun.

"Why don't we call the police?" Guo Guodegang's forehead was covered with sweat.

"Okay, but I can only take care of it for a while, not for a lifetime." Mr. Zhang was quite calm.

"What's the plan?" Teacher Guo felt a glimmer of hope when he saw that the old man was calm.

"As the saying goes, it takes the person who tied the bell to untie it. I think you might as well call Zhang Yuan and ask him."

"He's just a little actor. He can scare people, but now that his true colors have been exposed, what can he do?"

"What does he dare to do?" The glimmer of hope in Teacher Guo's heart was shattered.

"Do you have any other ideas?"

"If it doesn't work, I'll fight them. At worst, I'll quit and go back to Tianjin!" Guo Degang gritted his teeth and said angrily.

"Good, you are a real man." The old man gave a thumbs up: "You have ambition."

"But remember one thing: those who are truly ambitious all die of starvation."

After Mr. Zhang finished speaking, he returned to the armchair in the backstage with his shoulders tilted, crossed his feet, opened a large glass bottle filled with high-quality liquor, and began to drink leisurely.

A few minutes later, Guo Degang stamped his feet, took out his cell phone with the mentality of trying his best...

Time returns to the present.

Zhang Yuan just changed his clothes, picked up his mobile phone and walked out of the hotel door, listening as he walked.

Outside the door, not only Huang Julong, Jin Song, but also Li Yu and several other supporting actors were waiting for him.

"I understand, this matter..." Zhang Yuan's cheek, which was pressed against the phone, trembled from time to time. His expression was serious and his face was as dark as water.

The people waiting for him were all veterans and could tell something was wrong at a glance.

"what happened?"

"I have a friend..." Zhang Yuan laid out everything that had happened before and explained it in detail.

"Our job is difficult." Li Yu had formally learned storytelling from a master, so after hearing about what happened to the small group, a feeling of desolation came over him.

"Distant water cannot quench nearby fire. Besides, people have found out that you are an actor. It's useless for you to go there." The big black man Jin Song shook his head heavily.

There wasn't much the two of them could do except sigh and lament.

Li Yu comes from a performing family, so he has no right to interfere in the affairs of gangsters.

Jin Song is from Yunnan. If he were in his hometown, he could still call many friends over, but in the imperial capital, he is nothing.

"Fuck!" At this time, the martial arts fanatic Huang Julong threw the cigarette butt in his hand down and crushed it with his foot.

"If you bully my brother, you are bullying me!" Brother Long has been practicing martial arts for many years, and his cheeks are already swollen. Now that he is angry, his face is even more ferocious.

Huang Julong used to be a "Double Flower Red Stick" and he has a strong gangster style.

Ever since the last "martial arts competition" when Zhang Yuan gave him enough face, the two of them became good brothers who often practiced with each other.

"I dare not say anything else, but I am sure I can deal with this kind of gangster." After saying that, he took out his cell phone and made a call, then he talked incoherently for a while.

"Done. Tell your friend and just wait." At the other end of Guangde Building.

"What's going on?" Mr. Zhang asked casually while humming a little tune.

"He told us to wait a moment and not to be anxious." Guo Degang frowned.

"Then wait."

From time to time, there were still noises of banging on tables and chairs and smashing dishes outside, making the wait particularly difficult.

At this time, Guo Degang was still a young man and naturally did not believe what Zhang Yuan said.

About half an hour later, a group of people came to the door of Guangde Building.

The thugs in the house were dressed in strange clothes and had different appearances.

Those who came were dressed uniformly and had a calm temperament.

Black suit, black trousers, white shirt, black leather shoes.

The leather shoes were polished to a shine, brighter than Zhou Xiaowen’s bald forehead.

Even though it is night time now, these people are still wearing big black sunglasses. If they were holding sticks in their hands, someone who didn't know would think it was a group activity of the Disabled Persons' Federation.

But from their muscular build and strong physique, it can be seen that they are definitely not good people.

Kick, kick...

The black leather shoes made uniform sounds on the floor tiles of the theater, which was very pleasant to hear.

Arriving behind this gang of thugs, they stopped and stood where they were, as solemn as black tree stumps.

"Damn..." When the leading thug saw these people, he immediately moved his legs away from the table.

At this moment, the bronze statue-like man in a suit spoke.

"Who is your boss?"

"Li Er Gouzi, Zhang Mazi, or Jiang Quezi?"

Outsiders couldn't understand, but these thugs understood immediately that these three were the local bosses in the imperial capital.

"Who are you?" The gangster clasped his fists and bowed.

The gangsters are not stupid. When they see the other party's domineering attitude and the fact that they are all "big shots" in the industry, they naturally know that the other party is not simple.

"Answer my question first." The man in the suit completely ignored the other party's etiquette.

"My boss is Zang Fatty." The leader gave his full name.

"Fuck..." The man in the suit suddenly laughed: "You're just a singer, and you dare to show off."

"What a giant dragon! I thought it was no big deal." The men in black suits all chuckled.

What do these people do?

bodyguard.

There are many talented people in the bodyguard industry, especially in the top bodyguard teams. Many of them are retired from special departments, or masters like Huang Julong who have retired from the underworld.

The person Brother Long contacted was actually his old colleague and big brother in the capital.

These people are the personal bodyguards for the big stars or business tycoons in the capital.

In a capital city with good public security, why do we need bodyguards?
What happened to Wu Ruofu in 04?

Yu Minhong of New Oriental was robbed several times in the capital and almost lost his life. Businessmen and celebrities were no exception.

Those days were very different from later times.

Huang Julong has been Liu Xiaoqing's bodyguard for several years and is considered an expert in this industry, which is why he can get these brothers to do what they want.

Moreover, bodyguards are good at both black and white things and are familiar to everyone.

This bunch of thugs in front of them are like ancient ruffians meeting the head of the Longmen Escort Agency. You don’t even have the qualifications to know my name.

"Okay, go back and tell Fatty Zang to sing well and stay out of the underworld."

"Hey... Master, I got it."

The leading thug is actually a bigger guy. He is the younger brother of the fat guy.

There is an old saying in the island country: There is an old saying in China that he who knows the times is a hero.

As soon as the other party opened his mouth, he realized that there was a generation gap between him and the other person!
The boss's boss is just a little trick in the eyes of the other party, so what can I do?

He fled from Guangde Building as quickly as a dog which had lost its home and as hurriedly as a fish which had escaped the net.

Hey, why do you say "again"...

Anyway, this group of thugs ran for several blocks again, and then they found a wall to lean on, talking while panting.

"This is not a hard point, it's clearly a hook, and it's not an ordinary hook."

La Guazi is also a slang term in the underworld, which means bodyguard.

"You TM!" The leading thug raised his hand and hit a younger brother next to him who had a tattoo of a broken dragon.

"Didn't you say that boy was an actor?"

"As a result, I got a bunch of old seamen!"

Wenlong dodged: "You saw it too, those guys are really filming a TV series."

The boss then gritted his teeth and stopped, his face wrinkled.

"I was wondering why these guys acted so well as gangsters. It turns out they have real lives."

The gangster recalled Zhang Yuan's performance in the play, bared his teeth, and raised his hand to slap himself twice.

“It turns out that TV dramas are all real!”

“This Conquest is a documentary…”

Inside Guangde Building...

(End of this chapter)