This Shanghai Common Stage, originally called Yingxianfeng Stage, is located outside the old Beimen City.
The original boss was He Qingbao, a native of Shanghai. Unfortunately, after several years of operation, not only did he not make any money, but he also lost a lot of money. This was because there were many gangsters in Shanghai at that time. He Qingbao was a businessman, and it had little to do with black and white.
As for this gang of local gangsters, they came to see the show, ate and drank it, and even extorted a few pieces of gold before leaving.
He Qingbao wanted to take action, but Huang Huangrong's subordinate Cao Xianmin found out about it, and told Huang Huangrong. At this time, Huang Huangrong had been promoted to detective, and he no longer had to go to Shiliupu to be exposed to the wind and sun, and stayed in the patrol room when he saw the sky.
Giving orders in his writing room, he can be regarded as a well-known figure on Huangpu Beach.
Cao Xianmin went to Huang Huangrong's house and gave him an idea, saying that He Qingbao's poor management was mainly because the gangsters did not give him money to watch the free plays. Huang Huangrong's status was different. No one in black and white would dare not give him face. If this theater took over
Once you get it, it's guaranteed to be a good deal.
Huang Huangrong turned around to discuss with his daughter-in-law, found He Qingbao, and immediately transferred the theater to his name. He also posted around, called He Qingbao's creditors, and made a white note. From then on, the Yingxianfeng became golden
Rong's property also changed its name to Gongtai.
On the day of reopening, Huang Huangrong stood at the door with a pistol and more than a dozen patrol officers to greet guests. All the local gangsters looked at each other in shock. No one dared not to give Huang Huangrong face. From then on, they honestly bought tickets and entered the venue. It didn't take long.
The theater turned a loss into a profit.
And Huang Huangrong's purpose of opening the theater was not just to make money, he also wanted to support the female characters he was optimistic about by sharing the stage.
The female character's name is Lu Lanchun, she is the adopted daughter of Huang Huangrong's protégé. Huang Huangrong fell in love with her at first sight when he was in his forties, but Lu Lanchun was only fourteen years old at the time...
Huang Jinrong invested a lot of money in the theater and spared no effort to promote Lu Lanchun. He not only invited famous actors from all over the world to perform with Lu Lanchun, but also made special connections to get Lu Lanchun a record.
There were no such things in the textbooks, and Fei Jingting knew nothing about them. He just felt that most of the guys coming in and out didn't look like good people, so he whispered to Fu Yunzhao beside him: "How about changing to another one? I feel like this one
There’s something fishy about it.”
Fu Yunzhao said nonchalantly: "So what if it's strange? It can't be a black shop, right?"
Fei Jingting thought about it and it was the same. He had only heard of restaurants and inns opening shady shops, but he had never heard of theaters opening shady shops. Once he came, he would settle down and he would accompany Fu Yunzhao to listen to the opera. It was the same everywhere.
Furthermore, not to mention Fei Jingting herself, with Fu Yunzhao's cultivation level, how could an ordinary gangster bully her?
Thinking of this, Fei Jingting said: "Okay, I'll buy a ticket..."
Fu Yunzhao suddenly pulled Fei Jingting and said, "Brother Jingting, there is an orange seller over there. I want to eat oranges."
Turning around and looking over, I saw a wheelbarrow parked on the side of the road, with green-skinned oranges in several baskets.
Nodding, he said: "Then I'll buy you some oranges, while you're here..." Why did Mao feel something was wrong?
Fei Jingting couldn't talk any more, so he took a deep breath, chased away all the messy thoughts, and quickly went over to buy some oranges.
Fu Yunzhao had such good teeth that he opened an orange and ate it, and gave Fei Jingting a piece of it, which made Fei Jingting frown. They bought the tickets, entered the theater, and found a seat to the side.
, ordered some tea, fruits, and waited for the show to start.
The waiter brought the things over and also gave him a letter from the play. Fei Jingting watched curiously and saw that the opening number was "Nine Watchers", followed by "Tian Shui Pass" and "Beheading the Yellow Robe". I've never heard of anything like that.
Compared to Fei Jingting's boredom, Fu Yunzhao was in high spirits. The little girl was nibbling peanuts, raised her head, looked around, and came over and said, "Brother Jingting, there are a lot of spectators in this theater. Maybe there will be famous actors today."
"oh."
Fei Jingting responded, but as soon as the clappers and gongs rang, a person appeared on the stage dressed up and started singing. Although he was singing, he was an old student, but judging from his body shape and his voice, he looked like a Female senior student.
After singing one verse, there were cheers and applause, and Fu Yunzhao also clapped his hands nearby.
Fei Jingting had no operatic skills, so he thought it was just okay, but didn't think it was anything good. He looked around boredly, and then saw a familiar figure wandering in from the entrance.
Wearing a sexy plain white shirt, holding a folding fan in hand, with a middle-parted hairdo, and the follower beside him... Isn't this Marshal Lu Xiaojialu?
Fei Jingting was amused, poked Fu Yunzhao with his elbow, and said with his lips: "That Marshal Lu is here too."
"Huh?" Fu Yunzhao turned around and looked around, then said: "Ignore him. If he dares to come over and cause trouble, I will get him drunk this time."
Fei Jingting smiled and ignored it. He simply closed his eyes and practiced the Tianmu Technique. The songs came one after another, and when he turned around, the female old student came on stage to perform again. I don't know if it was because she sang too much or something else. Because of this, the old lady suddenly left her voice.
The audience was quiet, and the spectators seemed not to have heard anything. Only a "Okay~" came out very suddenly.
The female senior student on the stage was relatively calm. After singing the last two lines, she hurried off the stage. I don’t know what the female senior student was thinking, but some people were unhappy.
The one who was called the bad guy was none other than Lu Xiaojia, who was extremely bored and was encouraged by his followers to come over to see the female senior student.
After shouting that it was good, Lu Xiaojia spit out the melon seed skin and said with a joking smile: "That's it? What kind of vision does Huang Huangrong have? To choose such a character out of ten thousand?"
The attendant sneered and said: "Young Marshal, Huang Huangrong's vision cannot be compared with yours. But although Lu Lanchun's singing is just that, her singing is very beautiful. Why don't I go and say something, and you can go backstage?" Take a look?"
Lu Xiaojia thought of Fu Yunzhao, whom she had not heard from for a long time, and immediately said in a waning tone, "Forget it, I don't have that spare time."
At this moment, a group of men who looked like gangsters gathered around.
The first person glanced at the two of them and asked, "Which little red guy can shout better?"
Lu Xiaojia thought of Fu Yunzhao, who was in a state of confusion, and immediately said angrily: "It was your grandpa who called me, how are you going to treat him?"
"How is it? Mr. Huang ordered me to teach you how to be a good person on behalf of your family!"
After saying that, he waved his hands to the left and right, and immediately a man came up, raised his hand and slapped Lu Xiaojia twice in the face.
Pa~pa~
The slap was so crisp that Lu Xiaojia was stunned! Except for his father Lu Yongxiang, he had never been beaten by anyone in his life, and he was slapped in the face.
Although Lu Xiaojia was arrogant, he was not stupid. He only brought a follower today, so he could not fight with the opponent. He immediately sneered: "Okay, I will remember these two slaps. Remember your name is Huang, come here I will definitely pay you back!"
Having said that, he didn't have any intention of watching the show anymore, so he got up and left.
The thug led the men back to resume their duties. Huang Huangrong had no idea that he had offended a big shot. He just thought he was a dandy from some family. He said without caring: "You are a little loser, don't pay attention. What if it's the warlord Lu Yongxiang? I'm hiding." In the French Concession, Lu Yongxiang dares to come and arrest me?"
After waving his hands to repel him, Huang Huangrong couldn't let go of Lu Lanchun, so he got up and went backstage to comfort her.
In the theater, after those two slaps, the atmosphere in the entire theater became somewhat depressed.
There were whispers all around, and Fei Jingting, who had a sharp ear and eyesight, listened carefully, and then he realized that the theater in Ganqing was actually owned by Huang Jinrong.
So it was Lu Xiaojia who was booing just now, and Huang Huangrong sent someone to slap Lu Xiaojia twice?
Ha, this is interesting. One is the military governor, and the other is a gangster leader. I don’t know who is more powerful in a fight between these two. Unfortunately, I will take a boat back to Tianmen tomorrow, so I can’t get enough of this.
As evening approached, Fu Yunzhao finally got over the drama and complained that he was hungry, so they left the theater. As soon as they walked to the door, they saw three people coming in. They passed by and saw one of them dropped his wallet. Fei Jingting started to pick it up. Get up, stop the three of them, and return the wallet to each other.
The other party was polite, and then the two groups separated. One group entered the theater, while Fei Jingting took Fu Yunzhao to find a place to eat.
Fei Jingting didn't know that the person who had just lost his wallet was a famous figure, known as the King of Assassins in the Republic of China.
The three people entered the theater and ordered something. When one of them saw his companion frowning in thought, he asked, "Yaqiao, what are you thinking about?"
Wang Yaqiao said: "I always felt that the person just now had a kind face, as if I had seen him before somewhere."
The companion smiled and said: "You always have a good memory. I guess you have seen it somewhere before?"
Wang Yaqiao shook his head, and then slammed the table: "Oh!"
Hu Baoyi was about to drink tea when he was startled by the voice and half of the tea spilled on his clothes.
"Tsk, what are you so surprised about?"
Wang Yaqiao said: "I remembered, that person was Fei Jingting who killed six Japanese martial arts masters in Jinmen. Why did he come to Shanghai?"
Hu Baoyi was out of town for a long time and was not aware of the information about Fei Jingting reproduced in Shanghai newspapers. Han Hui on the side was surprised and said: "Fei Jingting? Yaqiao, are you reading that right?"
"It's unmistakable! That face has been on the newspapers a few months ago. I'm definitely not mistaken!"
Han Hui said regretfully: "It's a pity. If only Yaqiao had just remembered, it would be easier to get to know him this time."
Wang Yaqiao sighed: "It is indeed a pity."
Hu Baoyi couldn't say anything, so after waiting for a while he said: "Yaqiao, are you looking for us this time?"
"Oh," Wang Yaqiao said, "I have already written to Mr. Sun and plan to recruit people to kill Duan Qirui in the near future."
Hu Baoyi and Han Hui were stunned.
Wang Yaqiao, the king of assassinations, is no joke. He is a believer in Anarchism, and he believes in taking action and trying not to make any noise. Countless big figures have been assassinated and died at his hands in this life, and this man even He planned to assassinate Chiang Kai-shek and kill Song Dynasty.
Oh, this person is also the leader of the Ax Gang.
A great man once commented on him: Killing the enemy is guiltless, and the resistance against Japan is meritorious. He is not careful in small matters, but he is not confused in major matters.