[Rebirth] King of Theater

Mr. Milson had come to Al about money.

He said with a serious expression: "Al, I don't know if you know that in our line of work, a new playwright usually doesn't get royalties for his first work."

"I know." Al, who had memories of his previous life, couldn't help laughing.

He looked over very understandingly and gratefully, and said a long series of words very naturally: "Sir, without your help and support at the beginning, I would never have gotten such an almost perfect opportunity to present my work Move onto the stage. So, you really don’t have to worry about such trivial matters, we can do whatever we want! If I’m not satisfied at all, or complain nonsense without knowing what’s good or bad, I should be struck to death by lightning !"

"No, no! You misunderstood, Al."

Mr. Milson quickly explained: "I really don't want to break the rules of this industry. After all, I'm not a big shot, and I don't have the energy and courage to challenge the unspoken rules of the industry that are accepted by everyone. But, in your opinion, don't Do I look like a bad guy who would take advantage of little kids?"

"I'm not a kid, and you're by no means a bad person. For God's sake, you're the best boss I've ever had."

"So, Al, are you willing to trust this best boss?"

"Of course." Al replied firmly.

"Great!" Mr. Milson showed a happy smile, and handed over a check and a piece of paper: "This is a check for 1000 yuan advanced in advance, and there is also a private agreement between you and me. Um , I also know that private agreements are not very reliable, but after thinking about it, I should give you a certificate... Well, although the industry stipulates that new playwrights are not required to pay royalties for their first work, if I am personally willing to give Some of your income dividends... Alright! No matter who comes, there is no reason to accuse me of bad rules. However, the money is not there yet, and we have to wait for our premiere and tour to earn money. So, for the time being, I only I can give you such a private agreement, and thank you for your trust..."

"My God!" Al was so moved that he almost cried.

He was then thrown out of the office by Mr Milson who 'didn't want to see boys cry'.

On the second day after receiving thanks from my mother and welcoming the arrival of a new life, I got such good news again...

Al couldn't help rubbing the check and the paper agreement repeatedly with his fingers, and suddenly had the illusion that "good luck in the world has come to him". up.

However, joy begets sorrow.

Dazed by good luck, he frequently lost his mind during rehearsals. He was quickly scolded by director Hank Lee: "If you came out in a hurry today and forgot your head at home, please go back and find a new one." Find it, okay?"

After a rehearsal, everyone who had known each other for a long time burst into laughter.

Belle, Chris and Kitty also secretly winked at him.

Al apologized embarrassingly.

Then, he forced to temporarily forget the check and the agreement, and stopped thinking about what to buy, what to buy, and refocused all his attention on the rehearsal of the revised script.

Interestingly though...

His fortune for this day has not yet come to an end.

After get off work, Luke came to him with a big bag on his back, saying that he wanted to give him a bonus for selling tickets this month.

Mrs. Sylvie is an elderly mother, and the doctor said that she will have to rest for a while before she can be discharged from the hospital. As for her younger brother John and younger sister Mary, Al really has no time to take care of them, so they have to continue entrusting them to Grandma Luke to take care of them. Both Grandma Ke and Luke looked unhappy, and in the end, they had no choice but to not give money, but buy something to send over from time to time).

As a result, he happened to be the only one left in the house.

So, he simply invited Luke to come to his house for dinner, and talk about ticket sales by the way.

However, before that...

Al was the first to speak: "Let me tell you first, I don't cook. If you have anything you want to eat, you'd better tell it in advance, let's buy it and eat it at home."

Luke couldn't help laughing: "God, I can't count on a lazy guy like you who even eats expired sandwiches!"

Then, he happily ran to buy two large fried wanton.

"Damn it! You should be thankful my mother isn't home. My mother would go crazy if she saw this."

Al suddenly laughed when he saw the familiar fried wanton.

"Why, she doesn't like fried wontons? Or doesn't she like to be a flower grower of fried wontons?"

Luke couldn't wait to get home, so he started talking while eating: "Just to make a digression, I know some people discriminate against immigrants, but I really like flower growers. They are really hardworking and hardworking. Anyway, I don't care. No matter how early you get up and how late you go to bed, you can always see their food stalls open."

"It shouldn't be the reason. My family is also an immigrant. Forget it, I will never understand what my mother thinks."

"Oh, women are too difficult to understand, let's talk about men."

So, after a meal, Luke opened the big bag he was carrying, and piled up a pile of ledgers, messy vouchers, and neat bundles of cash on the table.

Al couldn't help looking at this pile of things in amazement.

He raised his eyebrows thoughtfully: "Are you already this big?"

"It's a small fight, but it has also expanded several districts. Moreover, we have begun to try to discuss cooperation with several theaters."

Luke's mouth was modest, but there was an unconcealable smug look on his face.

Al walked over and flipped through a few pages of the ledger.

Luke babbled at the side: "The group of brats are so annoying, I don't even know the number, and it took me a lot of effort to sort out the accounts. Best is good at keeping accounts, but he I'd rather run all over the street than sit there and count. However, the black bear Bill you picked up didn't look like a big three, but it helped me a little bit. As for Barry, remember? The black hair with the nose ring Bad boy, he just wants to fight all day long, I forced him to learn for a long time..."

"Uh, it seems it's finally my turn to ask you, what are you trying to do?"

"Picture what? If you don't plan for anything, it's just that if you don't learn, there is no way out."

Luke was very happy and said: "Al, now I find more and more that what you said before is the most reasonable words. No matter what industry you want to prosper, you must have talents! Our business has expanded to many districts now, but you And I’m so busy, it’s not good for you to worry about everything. As for me, although I’m a little stronger than them, but I’m limited, so I have to learn by myself first... But I can’t do it alone, no matter how good I am alone, I can How many things do you do? In the end, I had to take everyone to learn together. If there are more people who can be used, our business will gradually grow and develop..."

"Al, remember?"

He recalled tenderly: "When we first met, I was almost crushed to death for stealing something, and my grandma had to go to the police station to ask for help. Fortunately, you dragged me down the right path. Now that I think about it, back then I'm so stupid! There are so many ways to make money, why do you only want to commit crimes? Now that I'm finally on the road, you just wait! I will continue to expand the scale, and more theaters Cooperation... One day, I will rely on myself, rely on struggle, and rely on the brothers behind me to make a lot of money, and then, for you, for my grandma, I will buy a spacious house and a car..."

Al listened, listened, and couldn't help being stunned.

He opened a pair of big green eyes, and he looked at this little friend completely differently.

But after those words were finished, Luke felt embarrassed again.

He asked expectantly and embarrassedly, "Al, are you going to laugh at me for daydreaming?"

"Are you joking?"

Al sincerely flattered and said, "I've never met anyone stronger, smarter, or more ambitious than you! Dude, you're bound to succeed."

Luke breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, for a moment, his body was so tense that he trembled. It was so useless. He was like a foolish student who went to the teacher to hand in his homework. Type back homework and redo it!

Now, the dust has settled.

He happily imitated his little friend's appearance at the beginning: "Al, let's have a big fight!"

After thinking for a few seconds, Al refused.

He said frankly: "You really make me ashamed, brother! In fact, I am far from as good as you think. When I started selling tickets, I just wanted to make money for a short time to support my family, and I wanted to develop later. It's just that I want to earn more money to support my family, and because there are so many people, it's easy to do things anywhere. As for looking for children from the slums, it's just that they know each other well and cooperate well, so that they can avoid trouble from those trash fools outside. Far less noble than you think."

"Hey, what are you talking about now?"

"I just want to tell you, Luke, I'm not that good! Besides, you're in charge of selling tickets now, you're in charge of management, and you're wasting your time and effort, so I'm the one who didn't do anything, why should I take your money?" Cheap?"

"What on earth do you mean? I'm happy to let you take advantage of it, whatever you want, whatever you want, I'm very happy!"

"But I can't, I can't take advantage of you, you work hard to make money, and I get dividends for doing nothing? What's the reason for this?"

"Just tell me, buddy, what do you want?"

"It's very simple. People who don't do things are not eligible to take money. You don't have to give me dividends anymore. I will withdraw. Of course, Mr. Foreman's money must not be less. He belongs to the original investor and signed the contract. of."

"Wait? What did you say? Quit? You want to quit without me?"

Luke suddenly seemed to be poured by a basin of ice water, and his whole body was blinded, so that he couldn't help but swear: "Al, what the hell do you mean?"

"Isn't the meaning obvious? From now on, you can control the power alone. Isn't this a happy event?"

Al didn't quite understand the little friend's expression as if he had been struck by lightning, and he tried his best to enliven the atmosphere: "Think about it! From now on, you can make decisions on your own, and you don't have to see me occupying the title of steward anymore. Don't be an eyesore if you don't work. Come on, have a smile! Don't be so serious, my dear, it's frightening."

"You're gone! Leave me alone and make me laugh? To hell! To your big-headed ghost!"

Luke was so angry that his face twitched, and his neck was bulging with veins. He slapped the table and shouted: "You are such a friend, such a good friend! Fuck you! Al!"

The author has something to say:

Luke: Al, do you think I'm awesome?

Al: Great, you are a mature Luke, you can play by yourself in the future.

Luke: Ahhhhhh!