[Rebirth] King of Theater

Although scalpers are a good profession.

But Al wasn't counting on a quick fortune either.

"We are honest people with our own duties, but we should be more cautious in everything we do."

This was a phrase that his father, Mr. Sylvie, used to say when he was still alive.

This kind of conservative and old-fashioned petty bourgeois thinking has long been firmly instilled in Al's little head, and it is deeply rooted and unshakable.

Therefore, even if he was 13 years old again, he still didn't want to be too ambitious, and he still wanted to be cautious in everything, be cunning, take one step at a time, and fight steadily.

Because of this, even though he holds theater tickets that are [-]% sure that he can make a lot of money ([-]% of which is because he is afraid of accidents caused by rebirth), he still has no slack in his heart. Now it’s a temporary end, I just wait for the show to be sold out, but I can’t put all my eggs in one basket. Besides being a scalper, I have to find another serious job for myself to lay the foundation for my future career. "

Of course, if you say you are looking for a job, you can't be too casual.

With the experience of his previous life, Al now naturally doesn’t want to do some things like delivering newspapers, picking up garbage, washing dishes, and cleaning toilets. The energy, time and money gained are not directly proportional.

Considering that he has been engaged in the entertainment industry in his previous life.

If you don't plan to change careers in this life, it is definitely better to be a proficient person than to be a proficient one. It is the right way to get into the circle as soon as possible and seek development slowly.

Thinking of this, he took out the reserved money in his pocket and counted it, preparing to find someone to make friends with.

This is also why when he bought tickets before, even though he knew that no matter what price he bought the ticket, he would end up earning a profit, but he insisted on negotiating the price to save part of the money.

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Miss Alice White is a receptionist and private secretary for a company.

The signboard of this company is "providing various performing arts and performance cooperation services", which sounds quite vague, but in fact, the work they are responsible for is a bit similar to that of a film producer.

For example, the old operetta "The Flower Girl" mentioned by the theater conductor was produced by this company.This drama has been running for two or three years so far, and it is the company's most profitable flagship drama.

However, a company certainly cannot survive on just one drama.

Therefore, in addition to this drama, the company will also produce some classic dramas that will not make a lot of money, but will definitely have a certain market and will not lose money, such as "Hamlet" and "Troy".

Every performance season, Mr. Milson, the owner of the company, will start busy contacting major theaters, researching the national train route map (at this time, trains are still the main force for people’s travel), and agreeing on performance time, performances, venues, and number of seats and fare.

Then, he will start dispatching troops according to the price offered by each theater, and give the theater with the highest price, which will naturally give priority to the performance right of the main play "The Flower Girl". Get the right to perform at a later date, or watch a few plays such as "Hamlet" and "Troy", and then send the stars under your hand to lead a performance troupe to set off to sweep the major cities across the country theater too.

Sounds like an easy job, but it's actually pretty tedious to do.

First of all, you have to deal with all kinds of people constantly, coordinate the competitive relationship between actors in the troupe, coordinate the relationship between theaters in various places, and bargain; secondly, there are problems in publicity, not to mention poster advertisements , we have to invite well-known people in the industry to write drama reviews; finally, we have to work out the relevant budget and funds table in advance, and everything must be comprehensive. At the end of the day, everyone may face the risk of losing money.

In order to deal with these matters, the boss, Mr. Milson, rented a small room on the second floor of a small theater as an office.

But in fact, apart from the boss, Alice is the only person who is stationed in the office all the year round and commutes normally.

With only two people, one can imagine how busy it will be during the performance season.

Alice is very busy every year, sitting in the office, answering and calling non-stop. At the same time, she also has to multi-task to help the boss, Mr. Milson, write a bunch of letters and invitations to be sent, as well as performance contracts. If there is a mistake, she may need to check it patiently...

The whole day, from morning to night, I didn't even have the time to drink saliva.

So she finally couldn't bear it and said to her boss: "Mr. Milson, can I talk to you?"

Mr. Milson looked up.

He is not ugly, with good facial features, and he is quite tall when he stands up, but he was bald when he was young, and he wore a pair of glasses with thick lenses, which made him look a bit old overall, but he I don't mind this, and I am very optimistic, thinking that my image will give people a mature and stable impression, and I can better negotiate business with people when I go out.

This boss is actually not mean, and he doesn't like to bully employees like ordinary rich bosses, looking for trouble for nothing.

However, he still has some characteristics of a capitalist boss exploiting employees, so when he saw Alice's expression, he vaguely guessed her purpose, but he pretended not to know and said, "Of course."

Alice said expectantly, "I'm the only one in the office. I'm really too busy. Let's hire someone to help."

Mr. Milson agreed perfunctorily: "Okay, okay, I will recruit after the show season is over."

Alice suddenly despaired.

Because when the performance season is over, the company will immediately return to being an idle yamen. There is nothing to do except drink tea and eat melon seeds all day long. Mr. Milson will definitely say: "Why are you recruiting people when you are so idle now? It is a waste of money to recruit. Do you keep it? Let’s recruit when you are busy.”

So, year after year.

There are still only the boss and Alice in the office.

The person Al wants to get close to is Alice.

In his previous life, when he was picking up rubbish and sweeping the streets nearby, he had helped them run errands, buy things, send packages to the post office, pass messages to some people, etc., and occasionally earned a few cents, so he knew As a human being, Alice also knew her troubles at work, but she was too stupid at that time, she didn't know what opportunities to fight for, and she only knew how to put on a foolish effort all day long.

Well now.

He took the little cake he bought and ran to recommend himself excitedly: "Miss White, I heard that you want to hire someone to help me, what do you think of me?"

Alice was not very surprised by this "hearing", because this matter had been mentioned to Mr. Milson many times, every year, and many people in the theater knew about it, but it was useless.

But the boss will not consider the hard work of the employees. Instead, there will always be a bad idea of ​​​​"Since you can finish the job by yourself, why should I spend more money to find another one? Isn't that a waste of resources?"

Of course, even if the boss thinks so.

Deep down in her heart, Alice still wanted to find someone to help.

But this self-recommended...

Even though she was very tired, she couldn't help laughing: "We don't employ child labor."

"The younger brother helps the older sister, and the older sister gives some pocket money. How can he be called a child laborer?"

Al was very clear about these doorways, casually said a solution, and got close to it again.

Alice couldn't help but startled.

She looked at the precocious and clever boy in front of her in surprise, and vaguely felt that this was a good idea.

In fact, in the final analysis, what is the technical content of those jobs?

It's just that there are too many things to do, and there are so many things to think about, that I can't be too busy.

But if you recruit such a person, although you can't help with big things, you can throw all the tedious chores to him to do, even if you can't do it, even if you do it slowly, as long as you can help yourself That's it; moreover, for such a child, the money given doesn't need to be too much, and the boss is easy to explain.

Furthermore, there is a hidden problem in recruiting newcomers.

It's okay if the recruiter is honest, but if the recruiter is restless, he will inevitably have a competitive relationship with himself and even threaten his own status if he becomes more mature in the future, but if he recruits such a child from the beginning, then there is nothing to worry about.

Thinking about it this way, it's really okay.

It's just that the child's details still have to be asked.

So, she asked kindly: "How old are you? Why are you so easy to find a job? Don't you go to school?"

Al sighed like a little adult, and had to tell the story of his father's death, his mother's pregnancy, and the need to raise his younger siblings.

Women are inherently soft-hearted than men.

Alice looked at his malnourished and thin appearance, and immediately felt sympathy and pity.

She confiscated the small cake from the child and asked him to take it home to eat by himself, and patiently told him: "I have to ask you about this, it may or may not work. You come over tomorrow, and then I will tell you result."

Al then pretended to be happy in a desperate situation, thanked him very gratefully, and kept saying that Elder Sister Alice was kind and kind, so he forced the little cake to her, and then dragged some big tattered shoes happily Da Da ran away.

Such a cute performance of the little boy made Alice's heart soften into a ball of cotton.

Thinking of the child's family background, she secretly calculated in her heart: "If the boss doesn't want to, at worst, I'll spend a few dollars and hire him to do some small things."

So far, Al, who has been reborn, has a way to make money and a job.

It was as it should be, flawless.

only……

Madame Sylvie was going mad again.

The son took a huge sum of 80 yuan and went out confidently, saying that he wanted to make money.

But when I came back, there was only a pile of worthless paper (theatre tickets) left on me.

Ahhhhh!

God damn prodigal son!

God damn paper!

God damn this home!

It's all goddamn!

God damn nothing ever goes your way!

Mrs. Sylvie was already very angry in her heart, she wished she could twist the dead child's ears and teach her a good lesson, but because of the other party's status as the "head of the family", she tried her best to control herself, but her tone was inevitably blunt : "You, is this how you make money? By that pile of paper?"

"Yes, rely on this pile of paper." Al didn't hear his mother's dissatisfaction.

At this moment, he didn't have to say nice things to people or pretend to be pitiful. He raised his eyebrows obliquely, very proudly, and smiled all over his face, like a big squirrel who had saved a cave full of hazelnuts for the winter, wagging his tail and beaming with joy: "It cost 55 yuan, it's really worth it!"

God!

55 yuan.

Why don't you just kill me?

God damn prodigal son!

Mrs. Sylvie, who had to worry about every penny all day long, was about to suffocate.

She really couldn't bear the stimulation, so she stroked her heart and asked with a distressed look: "Can I return it? Let's return this thing and get the money back."

Al was baffled: "Back it back? Why? I'm still pointing at them to make a lot of money."

Mrs Sylvie did not believe it at all.

She jumped up all of a sudden, with the shrewdness of a housewife visiting the vegetable market on her face, and she yelled through gritted teeth: "Count on them? What are you thinking about? Making big money? I think you might as well count on the sky." Drop gold. You are a fool! You must have been tricked, you fool!"