Regal starts in Spain

Chapter 211 Opera?

Mo Yusheng looked at Cao Wei and asked, "What chance? Will you be promoted to be the security captain?"

Cao Wei saw his decadent look.

Walked over and slapped him directly.

"Cao Wei, what are you doing!" Mo Yusheng was a little annoyed.

Cao Wei said: "Yu Sheng, what about your original ambition? What about the motivation to stick to your dream?"

"Ambition? Motivation? Hahaha..." Mo Yusheng smiled disdainfully.

He seemed to be mocking himself, living in a dream all the time.

"Forget it, it seems that I misjudged you, and I shouldn't give you this opportunity." Cao Wei walked out of the security booth.

Mo Yusheng stood in the security booth and pondered for a long time, and finally chased him out: "Cao Wei, what kind of opportunity are you talking about? Is it related to opera?"

Cao Wei looked back at him: "That's right, it's related to opera."

"Meow! Then I fought hard once, and it's not like I haven't died before." Mo Yusheng threw his security cap on the ground forcefully, and followed Cao Wei to the cafeteria.

Cao Wei grandly introduced Mo Yusheng to everyone.

Everyone in Mo Yusheng's Yang family is no stranger, so I was curious first.

Yang Qingguo was the first to ask, "Can you sing?"

Mo Yusheng nodded, and came out with a playful tone, which really had a hint of taste.

"That's right, let's sing a section." Yang Qingguo felt a little interesting.

Mo Yusheng opened his mouth and started singing.

Yang Zong watched from the side, and said impatiently: "This opera was born in ancient times. At that time, people didn't like modern mobile phones to watch live broadcasts. That's why they like watching operas."

"The times have changed now. Young people like to play games and watch live broadcasts. How can they be interested in listening to dramas?"

These words reached Mo Yusheng's heart.

Make him miserable.

But in order to seize this opportunity, he still sang opera hard.

...A few minutes later, Yang Qingguo and Zheng Tianyu were both attentively listening to the play.

But Yang Zong couldn't bear it anymore, interrupted: "Enough, stop singing, go out, we are not interested in you."

Mo Yusheng was hit hard.

Yang Qingguo also frowned.

I feel that Yang Zong is very strange today.

I have never seen him treat anyone so badly.

Mo Yusheng bowed and apologized to everyone, and left the cafeteria.

Cao Wei felt sorry for Mo Yusheng, so he stood up and chased him out.

Yang Zong joked: "What kind of person, what kind of person to hang out with, I think, there is no good person who knows Cao Wei."

"Shut up for me!" Yang Qingguo slapped the table and stood up.

It is true that he was really angry with Yang Zong today.

Yang Zong can understand Cao Wei.

But because Cao Wei is targeting outsiders, it's a bit too much.

Zheng Tianyu sat aside, feeling a little secretly happy.

What's the use of Yang Qingguo liking Cao Wei?If your son doesn't like it, then your granddaughter has no chance.

"Old ghost Yang, I feel that your son is right. Cao Wei is indeed not a good thing. I advise you to quickly persuade your granddaughter to give up."

"Fart!" Yang Qingguo felt his blood pressure soar.

Cao Feng stood up again to smooth things over.

After calming down the Yang family, they started talking nice things.

As for Cao Wei at this time, he caught up with Mo Yusheng.

"Yu Sheng, don't be discouraged, opera still has a future."

Mo Yusheng shook his head, he felt that Yang Zong was right.

Drama should indeed be eliminated.

"Cao Wei, you don't need to comfort me, there are some truths that everyone understands."

After speaking, Mo Yusheng walked towards the security booth.

When passing by the security helmet that had been thrown on the ground before, he picked it up, slapped the dust on it, and brought it back to his head.

Cao Wei felt uncomfortable looking at it.

Walked back to the restaurant, sat down, a little absent-minded

"Little Cao Cao, is your friend okay?" Yang Qingguo asked with concern.

Cao Wei forced a smile and nodded: "It's okay, what can be the matter."

Yang Zong didn't dare to tease Cao Wei because of Yang Qingguo's anger before, so he sat there and ate quietly.

The meal was a bit unpleasant.

After Cao Wei and Yang Xiaoxiao said goodbye, they went to apologize to Yang Zong, and accompanied by Yang Qingguo, they left the hall of the Yang family and came to the parking lot.

"Little Cao Cao, I have always agreed with the matter between you and Xiaoxiao. I will help Yang Zong get over his thoughts as soon as possible. You and Xiaoxiao also have to warm up your relationship quickly. I can't hold my grandson as soon as possible." Yang Qingguo said with emotion.

Cao Wei nodded.

In fact, these things cannot be blamed on Yang Zong.

The reason why Yang Zong treated Cao Wei and Cao Feng differently.

It's also for Yang Xiaoxiao's good.

I want to find a good home for my daughter.

"I don't blame him, if you want to blame, blame me for being worthless." Cao Wei said something and got into the car.

Yang Qingguo sighed.

Watching Zhao Xiong drive Cao Wei away.

At this time, Zheng Tianyu brought his family closer to Yang Qingguo: "Old Ghost Yang, Cao Feng is good, I advise you to quickly match the two of them. As for Cao Wei, he belongs to my Zheng family."

"Old Ghost Zheng! Let me tell you, as long as I, Yang Qingguo, don't die, Cao Wei can't belong to your Zheng family." After Yang Qingguo finished speaking, he didn't send Zheng Tianyu off, and went home angrily.

Zheng Tianyu shook his head helplessly, and left Yang's manor by car with a smile.

In the villa, Yang Xiaoxiao had a strange expression on his face.

Cao Feng approached her and asked, "Xiaoxiao, what's wrong with you?"

Yang Xiaoxiao smiled at him, sat next to Yang Zong, and asked, "Dad, do you not like Cao Wei?"

"Does it need to be said? What's so good about that poor boy? Just look at how good Cao Feng is." Yang Zong said very straightforwardly.

Yang Xiaoxiao glanced at Cao Feng.

He is handsome, rich, and capable.

Typical successful people plus handsome.

But Yang Xiaoxiao already has Cao Wei in his heart, and he can't pretend to be someone else.

"I don't care, I won't marry Cao Wei in this life." After speaking, Yang Xiaoxiao ran upstairs willfully.

Yang Zong looked at Cao Feng and said, "Don't mind, she just has this temper."

"I'm used to it." Cao Feng said casually.

Yang Zong still had fantasies in his heart, as long as something happened between Cao Feng and Yang Xiaoxiao, that kid Cao Wei would withdraw voluntarily, then the marriage between the Yang family and the Cao family would not be impossible.

"Cao Feng, tell me honestly, do you have any interest in Xiaoxiao?"

Just as Cao Feng was about to answer, Yang Qingguo just walked in.

"Yang Zong, you unfilial son, see how I deal with you today."

With that said, Yang Qingguo picked up the stick beside him and ran towards Yang Zong angrily.

Cao Feng hurried over to stop him, for fear that something might happen.

As for Cao Wei at this time, because he felt guilty about Mo Yusheng, he didn't leave Yang's manor directly.

Instead, Zhao Xiong was asked to park the car outside the big iron gate, got out of the car and walked into the security booth.

The space in the security booth is very small, and there are monitor videos installed.

Mo Yusheng and another security guard sat inside.

The two of them didn't discuss, they watched the video quietly, and they lived a comfortable life.

Cao Wei looked at Mo Yusheng and asked, "Yusheng, are you off work yet? Let's go drink."

Mo Yusheng raised his head and looked at the time, it was almost time.

In addition, I felt a little aggrieved, so I agreed with Cao Wei's opinion.

He stood up, talked to his colleagues, took his personal things, left the security booth with Cao Wei, and got into the BMW.

"Where are you going?" Zhao Xiong asked.

Cao Wei thought for a while and gave an address.

Zhao Xiong quickly arrived outside a small shop in his car.

The outside of this store is very retro.

Mo Yusheng just got out of the car, feeling a little turbulent.

This shop is a barbecue shop.

Back then Cao Wei and Mo Yusheng often came.

At that time, there was no money, and the two of them only bought a barbecue skewer to share.

"Is the store still open?"

Cao Wei said with a smile: "The boss has changed several times, but the taste is still the same."

"Yes, the person has changed, but things haven't changed." Mo Yusheng walked towards the barbecue shop while talking.

The three found a place in the store.

Sanitation is not too clean.

The walls are a bit old.

The tables and stools are also stained with oil.

But the three of them didn't mind. After sitting down, they ordered something and some beer.

The three of them ate until one o'clock in the morning.

Mo Yusheng drank some wine and said in a drunken voice, "Cao Wei, I envy you."

Cao Wei smiled faintly, but said nothing.

I am indeed very lucky. If I hadn't met the system, I might have been in the same mess as Mo Yusheng in this life.

"Yu Sheng, don't be discouraged, life has never given up on anyone."

Mo Yusheng laughed at himself, and said, "Mr. Guo kept the cross talk and turned it into an art. Mr. Zhao kept the sketches and brought joy to people."

"And I also want to be like them and become a generation of patriarchs of the quintessence of the country. Unfortunately, I was wrong. After all, opera is different from those things. It is too simple and cannot bring happiness to people like sketches, nor can it be like cross talk. Talking about the world like that, you can only use performances, and opera accents, to perform the same plays one after another."

(End of this chapter)