I'm not a theatre god

"You want to buy a theater?"

The young man was stunned for a moment, and looked at Chen Ling carefully with a strange expression, "This theater...well...even though it doesn't look like much from the outside, the location is still good. After tearing it all down, if it is rebuilt, The business of a record store or pub will not be bad, so the selling price must not be low..."

When Chen Ling heard this, she smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry, I have plenty of money."

The disbelief in the young man's eyes became more intense, and he spoke again seriously,

"I'm not kidding, this theater will not be sold cheaply, at least...at least 100,000! And it will be settled in one go!

And let me tell you, someone is already watching this theater. They seem to be quite rich and they plan to open this place into a record store, so I can’t..."

"Here are two hundred thousand."

Chen Ling took out a stack of large banknotes from his pocket, placed them directly at the front desk next to him, and said calmly, "Twenty thousand, one-time payment, will you sell it?"

juvenile:? ! !

The boy's voice stopped suddenly.

When leaving Xidao Guzang, several senior brothers and sisters asked Chen Ling to take away a large sum of money. He originally earned the money. Now that the junior brother is going back to the mortal world, they naturally cannot let him go back empty-handed. ...Although this money won't stir up any trouble, it is still more than enough to buy a shabby theater.

"You...you..." The young man opened his mouth, put down the money in his hand for the time being, walked quickly to the front desk, took the 200,000 yuan in his hand and inspected it carefully, looking at Chen Ling with shock in his eyes. ,

"You...really want to buy it??"

"The money is all here, what do you think?"

"But, this theater is not worth 200,000 yuan. You paid too much."

Chen Ling suddenly laughed. He squinted at the young man in front of him, seeming to find it interesting.

When he was auctioning at the Hongchen Hotel, any sign-raising trick could make the bids of the five major consortiums increase several times. Now in this theater, someone actually took the initiative to say that the money was too much... This young man is surprisingly upright. What he expected.

Perhaps because of Chen Ling's smiling gaze, the young man instinctively took a half step back, but when he saw the two hundred thousand silver notes on the table, he gritted his teeth and asked:

"What do you plan to do when you buy this theater? Is it also a record store?"

"No, I won't demolish it." Chen Ling shook her head, "Since this used to be a theater building, let's continue..."

"You mean, let the theater continue to open?? Is this why you spent two hundred thousand?" The young man froze on the spot.

"Any questions?"

Chen Ling bought this place simply because its location is opposite the casino, which is very convenient for monitoring nearby situations, and he doesn't really want to do business. For him, it is best to keep the place as it is and not attract too much attention from others. is the best solution.

The young man just looked at Chen Ling. After a long silence, he returned half of the banknotes in his hand to Chen Ling.

"From now on, this theater will be yours." The young man lowered his head and said, "Grandma said that if someone wants to open a theater in this world, this place can be sold at half price... In fact, I should only charge you fifty thousand, But now I really need money urgently, so..."

Chen Ling stuffed the banknote back without waiting for him to finish.

"you……"

"This theater needs someone to take care of it. I'm too lazy to take care of those things." Chen Ling said slowly, "The one hundred thousand here is regarded as the salary I paid you in advance. From now on, you can do good work for me." ”

The young man did not expect that Chen Ling would use the money to hire him. You must know that he is only a fifteen-year-old boy now. Although there is no such thing as child labor in the world of mortals, hiring a child with one hundred thousand yuan is really unheard of.

At the same time, Chen Ling put his hands behind his back and started walking around the theater, as if the theater already belonged to him.

"Take me around and see what's here."

The young man came back to his senses and looked at the 200,000 silver notes in his hand. He clenched his palms unconsciously and looked a little excited... He put all the money away and quickly followed Chen Ling.

"Sir, how should I call you?" the young man asked respectfully.

"My surname is Lin, Lin Yan."

"Okay Mr. Lin, my name is Kong Baosheng, you can just call me Baosheng."

As Kong Baosheng spoke, he took the initiative to walk to Chen Ling, lit a kerosene lamp, and then introduced him by the light of the fire.

"Mr. Lin, don't look at the dilapidated theater building now. It was quite famous decades ago. Many famous actors came from here. Although the place is not big, it has everything it should have."

The two walked to the center of the first floor and saw dozens of old-fashioned wooden chairs placed in the open space. In front of them was a simple stage. The stage and the auditorium were raised above the stage and were directly connected to the second floor, so it looked particularly transparent. , the disadvantage is that most of the windows on the second floor have been abandoned and are not protected from wind and rain at all, so there is only a small roof covering it. At this moment, you can even see the stars when you look up, which is no different from being semi-open air.

The things on the stage were all ready, except that they were a little old. Chen Ling walked straight onto the stage, glanced at the dim surroundings, and asked doubtfully:

"Where's the electric light? Don't you have one?"

"Yes, yes...but the electricity bill is too expensive, and I usually can't bear to turn it on." Kong Baosheng scratched his head in embarrassment, "Now, the bill is already in arrears."

"...Find time tomorrow to pay the electricity bill."

"Okay, Mr. Lin."

After visiting the first floor, Chen Ling walked up the creaking stairs to the second floor. Since most of the area was occupied by the high ceiling, the available area on the second floor was not large, that is, only three or four rooms.

At this moment, Chen Ling seemed to notice something, frowned, and walked slowly to one of the rooms.

He opened the door gently.

In the small room, a kerosene lamp burned silently, and a bed collapsed in the center of the room. An old man seemed to be curled up in a ball on it. Next to the bed was a simple bed. No one was sleeping at the moment.

When Kong Baosheng saw this scene, he explained:

"Mr. Lin, this is where my grandma and I live."

Chen Ling nodded slightly, "Is your grandma not in good health?"

"Yes..." A hint of complexity flashed in Kong Baosheng's eyes, "She has thyroid cancer. The hospital said it is in the advanced stage and there is no cure... All the money in the family is basically used to buy medicine for treatment."

Kong Baosheng paused for a moment and turned to look at Chen Ling. The young man's eyes were full of prayer:

"Mr. Lin, can you still leave this room to me? We have no place to live except here, and grandma is in poor health. If we move to another place, I may not be able to survive."

"Of course it's no problem." Chen Ling nodded and closed the door again.

He looked around the other rooms on the second floor. The room along the street was the largest in area, and as soon as he turned the corner, he faced the handrail of the street. Chen Ling decided to live here without much hesitation.

He walked to the fence on the second floor of the theater, and his eyes clearly reflected the entire casino and the surrounding environment. The surveillance hands were basically within his field of vision, which was an excellent perspective.

Chen Ling's clothes were fluttering in the wind. He stood on the unattended theater building, looking down at the flow of people on the bustling street, and smiled slightly.

"This is the right place."