Chapter 75: belief

　　 "Master Mei, you have too many people to invite. We have no place to entertain here!" The old Zhao Yi, who was so worried in the background, saw him come back and quickly pulled him aside.
　　 "This..." Mei Lanfang looked at the crowded backstage and found that this person was really a lot.
When 　　 was on stage before, the audience of the opera house was all rounded up. The number of compatriots seemed to be so small, but now it is another number.
　　Oh, there are a hundred numbers.
　　 Seeing Mei Lanfang stepping down from the stage, he was with the old Zhao who had previously greeted them, whispering endlessly, with a bitter face, Li Zitao quietly moved up.
　　 "Master Mei, is there any trouble?"
　　 "It's not a big deal." After looking at the old Zhao, Mei Lanfang said apologetically: "I didn't expect that my compatriots were so enthusiastic and there was no place to greet so many people."
　　 "Shall we narrate the old here, and the other will gather together in batches?" Lao Zhao proposed: "Anyway, you have two weeks of performance here, don't hurry."
　　I heard that Mei Lanfang was going to perform in New York for 2 weeks, Li Zitao couldn't help but swear in his heart, "The scalper is really unreliable, and my heart is black."
　　 "I'll arrange it." Before the two were discussing, Li Zitao interjected: "Lawrence, call Ritz and ask, is anyone in the banquet hall tonight?"
　　 "Charlie, I'm not your secretary." Lawrence raised his hand to protest, but still obediently called.
　　 "Charlie, Ritz said that the layout can be completed within 15 minutes." Less than 2 minutes later, Lawrence brought back the good news.
　　 "If you walk past, the time is just right." He took out his pocket watch and looked at it. Li Zitao gave the decision to Mei Lanfang.
　　 After all, he is the protagonist of today, Li Zitao has no intention of taking the lead.
　　 "Thank you so much for this gentleman, your surname?" Lao Zhao bowed politely.
　　 "My surname is Li, please call me Charlie. We are in a foreign country. Let's go to the country to follow the customs." Li Zitao leaned forward and clenched his fists slightly.
　　 "Then I will arrange it first, a few of you are chatting." Old Zhao said goodbye and greeted the big guy to the Ritz Hotel.
　　 "Thank you Mr. Li today, as soon as I should pay for it, I will let the old Zhao take care of it." Mei Lanfang is good at making friends, and he is very generous.
　　Don’t look at the stage costumes that are always disguised as women on stage. Intersect with people is also a gentleman’s style, but he still shows a heroic chivalry in his bones.
　　 If this is not the case, how could the devil insist on keeping his beard when he invades China, rather than die on stage.
　　 "No need to be polite, I have some industries in the United States." Li Zitao said modestly.
　　Because the two were communicating in Chinese, Lawrence had to worry about it. Finally, Zhao Yaozhong couldn't stand it anymore and helped him translate.
　　 "Yes, don't be polite with him, Charlie is a billionaire." Lawrence said naturally when he learned what Zhao Yaozhong said.
　　 "What?" Zhao Yaozhong couldn't get up naturally.
　　Billionaire? ? ?
　　Friend, are you talking about money or paper?
　　Looking back at the innocent Li Zitao, Zhao Yaozhong suddenly felt a heavy pressure and threw himself invisibly and qualitatively.
　　 "Brother Zhao, what is this?" Mei Lanfang didn't understand the meaning in Lawrence's words.
　　 "Lawrence said, Mr. Li is a billionaire." After swallowing hard, Zhao Yaozhong finally sobered from the shock.
　　 "..." It's Mei Lanfang's turn, dumbfounded, is this a scriptwriter?
　　 "Money is nothing but a coincidence, haha..." Li Zitao smiled a little embarrassedly. The sudden beep was unpredictable, and he was a little unwilling to pretend.
　　 However, Mei Lanfang was also very human, and soon came awake. The performance of the two, especially Zhao Yaozhong, made Li Zitao admire and was also worried.
　　Li Zitao also wanted to win over this genius, but depending on his performance, he might not be able to impress the other party if he was only money.
　　Even if he stayed in the 21st century in the previous life, let him know a billionaire, he can still walk with the mountain, and can't sleep with excitement.
　　 "I didn't expect that some of the Chinese people like me can achieve such achievements in the United States." Mei Lanfang said with emotion, looking at Li Zitao with a little more approval.
　　 From an artistic point of view, Mei Lanfang's achievements today are no less than that of Li Zitao, a master of opera art, and a pioneer in promoting and shaping the essence of the country.
　　 It's just that the latter Li Zitao would be ashamed. Sometimes, there are always some things that cannot be measured with money.
　　 "Mr. Mei doesn't have to be humble, your achievements today are not much worse than Brother Li's, but I'm nothing, huh..." Zhao Yaozhong dropped his head mockingly.
　　 "Brother Zhao does not have to be like this. The boy is alive, as long as he has faith in his heart, he will be able to accomplish something great. I heard from Brother Li that you are studying for a Ph.D.
　　 is also well-known in the American physics world. He Ming has a shallow knowledge and interlaces like mountains. Although he doesn't understand the inside story, it is not easy to think about. "
　　Mei Lanfang is strictly a stage name, He Ming is his alias, and the name is Wanhua.
　　 "I'm going to remove makeup first, and I'm tired of waiting a few." Mei Lanfang stepped back and came to the makeup table to start removing makeup.
　　 "I don't know what kind of belief, support Mr. May to the present?" Walking out of the Opera House and heading to the Ritz Hotel, Li Zitao was still thinking about the previous topic.
　　 "Li Sheng knows Xiang Gong Tangzi?" Mei Lanfang asked with a smile.
　　 "Unclear." Li Zitao shook his head.
　　 "Xizi was in the bottom of the lowest society in the history of thousands of years ago. Xianggong Tangzi put it bluntly, as a school for training opera people,
　　 The hall for everyone to hold a group to warm up is also a vanity fair that chases fame and fortune, and accompanies wine and laughs. "
　　 When Mei Lanfang said this, his face was clear and his eyes were clear, but he calmly talked about the filthy scenes he had seen in Xianggongtang.
　　 "Fortunately, my brother-in-law and cousin, seniors, take care of you, Heming can have the sharpness of today and today." Mei Lanfang recalled his eyes.
　　 "Some brother was forced to leave Yunhetang, leaving a sentence before leaving." Mei Lanfang's eyes became brighter and brighter, and the brilliant light seemed to tear the night.
　　 "Whoever sings well in the future, red, remember to fight for some status in singing...not much, just stand upright."
　　'S bland tone, but Li Zitao and Zhao Yaozhong were shocked.
　　From the description that Mei Lanfang had taken, it is not difficult to guess what kind of blows the brother who was forced to leave that year, what kind of grief and helplessness was in his heart.
　　 "This parting request, He Ming walked all the way, not daring to forget...
　　 Give the opera a little bit of status, which is my biggest wish in my life, and it is also the belief that allows me to live to this day. "Mei Lanfang said roundly.
　　Li Zitao had mixed tastes in his heart, and he didn't know what was in his mind for a while, but there was an indescribable sense of depression, scalp numbness, dry throat, and stood there froze.
　　The same is true for Zhao Yaozhong, shocked by Mei Lanfang's simple and pure belief, but at the same time a flame was ignited in his heart, and his blood was boiling.
　　 Did his purpose of coming to the United States also hold simple, pure belief?
　　 "Learn advanced foreign knowledge and science and technology, lay the foundation for the rise of China, and look forward to seeing the glory of the motherland during the lifetime."
　　 The heavy atmosphere infected Lawrence. Although he did not understand what they were talking about before, Lawrence had a feeling that all this must be related to honor and faith.
　　 As the atmosphere became more and more dignified, Mei Lanfang suddenly looked across the road, his eyes narrowed and strode toward the opposite side.
　　 In the trash bin across the street, a tramp, dragging a rag bag, was rummaging for useful things in the trash bin.
　　 I saw Mei Lanfang walked in front of the other party and said a few words patiently, then took out a few beautiful knives from his pocket and stuffed them directly into the dirty, black stained hands of the other party.
　　 The homeless man who took the money could not understand what he was talking about, but this did not prevent him from feeling the goodwill of the other party. His eyes were the windows of the soul. Mei Lanfang's eyes were full of sincerity and kindness.
　　 Obviously one does not understand English and the other does not understand Chinese, but both of them clearly understand what the other party wants to express!
　　 Mei Lanfang wanted to tell him that the tribulation will eventually go away, and the future is still full of hope.
In addition to expressing gratitude, the homeless man also confessed to ‘God’ and was ashamed of his criticism and hostility towards the Chinese.
　　 "In this world, the most bitter people will always be the people~EbookFREE.me~ Watching grateful homeless people standing on the spot, waving their hands for a long time and not wanting to leave, Mei Lanfang said with emotion.
　　By the time Li Zitao arrived at the Ritz Hotel, the banquet hall had already been set up, and the first-coming compatriots whispered in groups.
　　At the same time, everyone is also curious, who is Mr. Li in the mouth of Lao Zhao?
　　A phone call will allow the Ritz Hotel to arrange everything properly in such a short period of time, which can be done not only with money.
　　 "He Ming arrived at the first time, and everyone can come to support it. It is really sincere and terrifying. I am grateful..." Mei Lanfang's voice is not loud, but it is very clear.
　　Li Zitao couldn't calm down for a long time. His mind always recalled the scene when he communicated with the homeless man.
　　The graceful and graceful manner of being graceful, the traits exposed by words and deeds are sincerely admirable.
　　 "Finally, I would also like to thank the organizer of this banquet, Li Sheng." Mei Lanfang smiled and pointed at Li Zitao: "Thank you Li Sheng for your arrangement."
　　Li Zitao was stunned. It was Zhao Yaozhong who pulled him back. Then he recovered, and smiled and clenched his fists around.
　　 "This gentleman is familiar?" Someone looked at him and said.
　　 "Isn't that the Charlie Lee in the newspaper? The one who was shot!" Someone recognized his identity.
　　 "Hush, please be quiet, can you say that?"
"Reading the newspaper said that this man's worth is estimated to be in the hundreds of millions of dollars, and there are more than 2,000 men under his hand. Everyone with a gun is not afraid of white people. That's this." He raised his thumb while speaking, admiring and being Said enviously.
　　 "Come on! Others are called An... Security Group, yes, this is it, that is to provide bodyguards for the rich, what man!"