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The evening sun sets westward, and it is time for nightlife to sing and dance to rise.

The Fuhuang Nightclub is full of traffic. Today is the first time that the little magic king Feng Kun has performed in the mountain city. There are many rich and powerful people in the mountain city, but very few people watch magic performances in the audience, so everyone comes to see the magic of the live magic and the style of the little magic king Feng Kun.

For Fuhuang and Wang Yufei, today is definitely a big day. This is the first time Wang Yufei organized such a large-scale event. It has been planned for a whole month in advance, and the advertising has been overwhelming. I sent the invitation coupons many days ago, and the main seats have been booked.

Magic has declined for a while after the development of film montage technology and computer post-production, but its live effects and interactivity are incomparable to the film. When the audience got used to magic blockbusters, they regained their interest in magic.

Therefore, in recent years, magicians have become popular stars again, and big-name magicians are even more popular with various TV stations. They gain both fame and fortune, and their status is no worse than movie stars and singers.

Tonight's protagonist Feng Kun, who has been on the same school as the magic master who has been on the Spring Festival Gala for many years, has won the title of Magic Little King two years ago. The nightclubs and theaters in Shancheng can occasionally invite some stars to perform, but stars of his level are not common, and those who perform magic are the first.

At 7:30 pm, according to the work flow tonight, Li Qiang first went on stage to sing a new song. Feng Kun's performance officially started until 8:30 pm, and now half of the guests are here, and they order a drink and fruit tray to wait.

After Li Qiang finished singing, he changed to a pair of girls who were walking in Moscow without tears. As soon as Li Qiang returned to the backstage, he found that the atmosphere was a little nervous.

"What's wrong?" he walked to a young man performing crystal ball dance and asked in a low voice.

The young man shrugged and replied in a low voice: "Feng Kun hasn't arrived yet, he said it was a traffic jam on the road."

The person hasn't arrived yet? Li Qiang looked up at the wall clock on the wall. It was already past seven forty and the performance was about to happen, but the protagonist was still on the road. No wonder the atmosphere in the backstage was so tense.

Time passed quickly, and it was already eight o'clock in the blink of an eye. Li Qiang saw the beautiful boss Wang Yufei hurriedly passing by the backstage, holding his cell phone and dialing continuously, with an urgent expression on his face.

At 8:00, the singers and actors began to whisper, and they all had a premonition that something might change.

At 8:20, Wang Yufei summoned the host to the office. He didn't know what to order, but Feng Kun still did not show up.

At 8:25, you could already clearly feel the atmosphere in the frontcourt gradually became warmer. At this moment, Wang Yufei's office door was pushed open with a bang. The host stretched out his head and waved his hand quickly to signal Li Qiang to go in.

When Li Qiang walked into the office, the host passed by him and hurried to the front to save the venue. Wang Yufei looked very bad and waved to Li Qiang to close the door.

After swallowing for a while, Wang Yufei explained: "Feng Kun's car broke down halfway, with a lot of props and it took several ordinary cars to load it, so he couldn't arrive right away. All we can do now is delay time. I have asked Brother Zhao to go to save the venue first. His task is to persist for half an hour."

Li Qiang also realized the seriousness of the matter and asked calmly: "How long will it take for Feng Kun to arrive? What can I do?"

"At least half an hour." Wang Yufei's shoulders were trembling slightly because of nervousness and excitement: "Your task is very important. After half an hour, if you go on stage, I need you to sing your best songs continuously. You have to sing them for a minute, and you can't stop for a minute. Now you can only rely on this method to divert the attention of the guests. Do you understand what I mean?"

"I understand, I will definitely do it." Li Qiang nodded slowly, guessing in his heart that this task was not easy to do, and he was likely to be attacked by guests, overturned colors, or even dried fruits or fruits.

"I know this request makes you a little difficult, but now there is no other way." Wang Yufei looked at Li Qiang, took a deep breath, and said, "Let's fight to overcome this difficulty together, please!"

From Wang Yufei's eyes, Li Qiang saw a kind of trust and a kind of entrusting. This was the first time Li Qiang was entrusted with such an important task since he was a child. He suddenly felt a surge of fighting spirit in his heart and nodded vigorously.

"Sit with me for a while, I'm a little nervous." Wang Yufei smiled reluctantly and shook her head with self-deprecating.

"I'm a little nervous too." Li Qiang smiled and suddenly felt that the distance between the two had been much closer. In addition to the relationship between the boss and the employee, there was also a bit of friend-like closeness.

Time passed by minute by minute, and host Zhao told jokes, played tricks in the frontcourt, and performed talk shows, using all his skills. Although the performance was delayed by half an hour, the audience could still wait patiently. A small number of audiences also began to urge, but fortunately the host was experienced and could still control the scene for the time being.

In the office in the backstage, Wang Yufei called Feng Kun's assistant every few minutes. At the beginning, everything went smoothly. Good news kept coming from the opposite side, and stopped the car, got back on the road, and entered the city. However, as the distance was getting closer and closer at nine o'clock, it was about to be when Li Qiang went on stage to perform, but Wang Yufei's phone could not be reached!

"I've cut my hair short, cut my concern, cut my fork in the ground without being loved..."

Wang Yufei's cell phone suddenly rang. She was stunned when she saw the number on it. After hesitating for a moment, she decisively refused to accept it.

But the other party seemed a little reluctant and immediately called again. After three times, Wang Yufei finally answered impatiently and said to the microphone: "Mr. Wu, I am very busy now and have no time to talk to you. Please don't call me again!"

"Hahaha..." Wu Disheng's proud laughter came from his phone, and even Li Qiang, who was sitting on the sofa not far from Wang Yufei, could hear it clearly. "Boss Wang, are you waiting for Feng Kun's call? I'm so embarrassed. I'm going to make this call to specifically notify you. Feng Xiaotian Wang is now a VIP guest in the Crystal Palace, so you don't have to wait."

"What?!"

This important news shocked Wang Yufei on the spot like a thunderbolt. She couldn't believe her ears and asked loudly: "What did you say? Feng Kun is with you?"

Wu Disheng smiled proudly and teased: "Yes, he was the VIP I invited to the mountain city. If I didn't come to the Crystal Palace, would he go to your rich emperor?"

Li Qiang suddenly felt a slump in his heart. When he looked at Wang Yufei again, the hand she was holding the phone had already lost its blood color because of excessive force. Her pretty face turned into a tiny blue color. Her lips were trembling rapidly, and her whole person was already on the verge of an outbreak.

After a long time, Wang Yufei said coldly: "You are so cruel if you are surnamed Wu."

"Where can you do business, how can you not have competition? If you want to succeed, you have to spare no effort." Wu Disheng sneered: "Boss Wang, I advise you to go back to teach. A nightclub business cannot be run by a little girl like you."

Going back to teach? Li Qiang's ears moved quietly, thinking that his beautiful boss was a teacher before running a nightclub?

Taking a deep breath, Wang Yufei temporarily suppressed her anger and said coldly: "Give Feng Kun your phone, I want to talk to him."

"It seems that you are not dead if you don't want to the Yellow River..."

I heard Wu Disheng on the opposite side smile and said, "Mr. Feng, say hello to her."

Soon, a young voice with a somewhat Guangdong accent came from the other side of the phone: "Hello, Miss Wang."

"I'm not good." Wang Yufei said coldly: "Mr. Feng, we signed a contract for this performance. If you unilaterally tore up the contract, you must be responsible for all the economic losses of our side, and it will also have a serious impact on your business reputation. If you can perform immediately at Fuhuang, I promise not to hold you accountable, what do you think?"

Wang Yufei's words were reasonable and well-founded, but Li Qiang felt that she was doing useless work and this requirement could not be met.

"Ms. Wang," Feng Kun replied seriously: "You can re-read our performance contract. The third article in it has been written very clearly. If Party A's performance venue cannot meet Party B's requirements, or Party A's hardware conditions may cause Party B to leak commercial secrets during the performance, Party B has the right to suspend cooperation. My assistant has reported to me that your performance venue and hardware conditions do not meet the standards, so I decided to suspend cooperation."

"Bang!"

The sudden loud noise scared Li Qiang. Wang Yufei held the phone in her left hand and clenched her fist with her right hand and smashed it hard on the desk. The punch was extremely powerful, and with her full anger, her fists collided with the hard desk, and her joints were covered in flesh and her half of her arm lost consciousness.

After listening to Feng Kun's words, Wang Yufei and Li Qiang both understood that Feng Kun had not planned to perform at the Fuhuang since the beginning, and this time he fell into the trap of Crystal Palace!

"Okay, you guys are cruel." Wang Yufei laughed angrily and said angrily: "Wu Disheng, don't you just want to buy my rich emperor? I won't let you succeed!"

He cut off the call hard, and Wang Yufei stood there, his towering chest fluctuated rapidly. Finally, he could not control his anger. He swung his arm and threw his cell phone to the ground.

"Bang!"

The expensive imported mobile phone was smashed to pieces and was completely scrapped. Wang Yufei stared at the fragmented mobile phone in a daze. Tears of grievance suddenly surged out like a flood with a flood that opened the gate.

Li Qiang was indignant about the conspiracy between Wu Disheng and Feng Kun. Suddenly, he saw Wang Yufei going from angry to tears, and in a blink of an eye he turned into a sob crying person. Suddenly, love flooded, and a man's natural desire to protect him became strongly swelled. He really wanted to lend it to the beautiful boss half of his shoulders, protect her, care about her, and comfort her.

Over the past period of time, Wang Yufei has indeed treated Li Qiang well. Although she also needs Li Qiang to work for her, her concern and trust for Li Qiang comes from the heart. Now Wang Yufei has suffered a huge grievance and her career is facing a great crisis. Li Qiang feels that she should do something for her.

Save the venue, perform, revenge, magic... Li Qiang's brain was running quickly, and suddenly came up with a whimsical idea. If he replaced Feng Kun's position and went on stage to perform magic with superpowers, wouldn't he resolve the crisis in front of him?
Chapter completed!