How did I become a god

Chapter 1719 Peking Opera Female Performers
"Have you not seen the Yellow River's waters come from the sky, rushing to the sea never to return? Have you not seen the bright mirror in the high hall reflecting sorrowful white hair, like black silk in the morning turning to snow by evening..."

"I regret laughing at the gate, I regret burning incense with the thieves. Guan Yu committed a crime, Liu Bei protected him; how can the crimes of heroes be forgiven..."

"Back when my group was just starting out, we only had a dozen or so men and seven or eight guns. When the Imperial Army chased us, I was completely disoriented. Thankfully, Sister Qing told me to hide in a water vat..."

After finishing his energetic performance, Prince Kunsheng, with a slight sheen of sweat on his forehead, bowed in acknowledgment. Amidst the applause filling the restaurant, he and his partners and musicians, guided by a waitress, left through the side door of the restaurant, retracing their steps.

...

Jing Gao clapped softly and said to Guan Yujia, "Guan Guan, your rendition of 'Bring in the Wine' was very charming and deserves a reward!"

Guan Yujia, holding her wine glass, turned to Wen Xiaoli and gestured, then teased, "Brother Jing, you're only thirty years old and you've already started liking Peking Opera? I always thought you were just listening for fun."

Looking at the amusing, beautiful young woman, Jing Gao was in a good mood. He reached out and stroked her hair, saying with a smile, "Perhaps it's the awakening of Chinese genes."

Zheng Xiaobing peeked over the quiet Feng Wan and interjected with a smile, "Brother Jing, perhaps you've overexerted yourself and need to rest and recuperate."

Jing Ge was quite indulgent the other day, and Wen Xiaoli reported it to her when she came back.

Look, across the table are four stunningly beautiful mature women, each one a tempting stunner. That 38-year-old aloof and elegant lady, standing at 1.75 meters tall, has truly exquisite white legs. And the aura she exudes... just looking at her makes you want to conquer her!
The voluptuous and fiery Snow Goddess, her two high and full breasts trembling. The thirty-six-year-old beauty was soft, fair, and smooth, truly as delicious as a cream cake.

An elegant and refined beauty from Jiangnan, she is thirty-eight years old but is very well-maintained. She is 1.65 meters tall, with snow-white and smooth skin, like the finest silk. Her temperament is gentle and graceful, and her eyes are captivating and alluring.

A beautiful woman from the Western Regions, with an exotic charm as fragile as glass, is thirty-five years old and at the end of her prime. She possesses unparalleled beauty, a perfectly proportioned figure at 1.62 meters tall, and exquisite curves, making her a true exotic beauty.

After seeing these four beauties, how could Brother Jing not develop a liking for Peking Opera and fall in love with his work?
Jing Gao glared at Xiao Bing with a smile, while Zheng Xiaobing playfully supported Feng Wan's shoulder, who was covering her mouth and chuckling, showing no fear. Seeing that Wen Xiaoli had already stood up, Jing Gao instructed, "Qing Shuang, you accompany Lili there."

There's no need for further explanation.

"Okay, Brother Jing."

Chen Qingshuang stood to the side and behind Jing Gao. As the villa's housekeeper, she was responsible for "keeping an eye on" the entire place. Even Jing Gao's beloved woman did not sit down to eat.

She understood perfectly why Brother Jing had given such an order. Clearly, the extent of the "reward" was not something Wen Xiaoli could decide on her own; it required her authority.

Chen Qingshuang warmly linked arms with the beautiful and elegant Wen Xiaoli, who was recently Jing Ge's new favorite. "Lili, let me go with you!"

In Brother Jing's harem, one enemy, Li Xin, is enough; she doesn't want to make too many enemies. She's a top student from Shanghai Jiao Tong University and has read the anthology.

Although Wen Xiaoli focused on dancing in the Jiangzhou Song and Dance Troupe, she also understood some social etiquette. She humbly said, "Butler Chen, you should be in charge."

“Lily, you can just call me Qing Shuang. Actually, our CEO Jing has a concubine whose English name is Lily, but we can’t call him by his English name.”

Ms. Guo is Guo Lingyu, the eldest daughter of the Guo family in Southeast Asia, the chairman of Lp Investment Group (the parent company of Bank of East Asia), the president of the investment department of Bank of East Asia, and known as the "Queen of Southeast Asia".

The anecdote made Wen Xiaoli feel closer to him, and she readily asked, "Qingshuang, how does President Jing plan to reward this female Peking Opera performer from the Beijing Opera House?"

She was a little confused. She had received a hint from General Manager Guan that he was going to give her a large red envelope, but she needed to consider the specific amount. Given her authority, she should be able to give a red envelope of 50,000 yuan.

With her current authority, for expenses under 200,000 yuan, she only needs to submit the invoice to the finance department for reimbursement.

It's roughly equivalent to the expenses of Mr. Jing treating a few girls to a meal and buying them some gifts. She doesn't need to ask Mr. Jing for permission for everything while she's by his side.

As the villa's housekeeper and the vice president of Zhongrun Company, Chen Qingshuang certainly has more financial authority than her.

A 50,000 yuan red envelope is already considered excessive compared to the current performance fees of Peking Opera actors. Now that Chen Qingshuang is giving this reward, how much is she going to give? She was there the whole time and didn't think these two actors' Peking Opera performance was particularly valuable.
She was sitting to the left of her boss, Zheng Xiaobing, while her colleague, Chu Wenjun, did not participate in tonight's dinner.

There are also two other newly added girls: the pure and lively Lin Haocun, and the sweet and pretty Hu Shuxin.

"Lily, I'll keep you in suspense for now. The specific reward will depend on how the negotiations go later."

The two whispered to each other as they went to a lounge on the first floor.

...

The prince, sporting short hair, was removing his makeup in front of the mirror in the dressing room. Although today's performance didn't require him to wear full makeup and a suit like he usually does on stage, a simple makeover was still necessary.

We need to make a good impression on the major clients of the Beijing Opera House!
To be honest, Peking Opera has declined, otherwise why would he have thought of using the Peking Opera form to interpret poetry?

Isn't it just about having another avenue to make money? These days, no matter what, pop singers earn more than Peking Opera masters.

Her predecessor in the industry, Wang Peiyu, was a woman who sang Peking Opera male roles. At the peak of her career, she was praised as the "Little Winter Empress." However, after entering the market from the Shanghai Peking Opera Company, she was unable to support her own company.

Now he has no choice but to return to the system, to the Shanghai Peking Opera Company, and start his own company again by affiliating with the Shanghai Peking Opera Company.

This is the general environment for Peking Opera.

She had performed at the "Jingfu" venue several times with her elders. This time, she and her peer Wang Ning, relying on their youth and good physical condition, flew over to perform in Shanghai.

We need to maintain good relationships with our major clients!

"Wang Ning, we've really broadened our horizons tonight! Boss Jing's dinner was packed with stunning beauties, wow..."

It was in someone else's home, but the impact was still enormous.

Who has so many beautiful women accompanying them when they have dinner at home?

There was a beautiful young woman with a CEO-like demeanor.

There are radiant mature women, snow goddesses with amazing figures, Hu women with exquisite and flawless faces, and elegant beauties from Jiangnan with graceful temperament.
There are stunning beauties with figures comparable to supermodels, beauties as delicate as roses like Joey Wong, and girls as innocent as first love.

and many more.

Moreover, it seems that the atmosphere between them is quite good.

Even as a woman, she couldn't help but feel envious! What kind of food they ate and what kind of wine they drank didn't matter.

Delicious food.

Wang Ning, who studied the Yan school of young male roles, nodded, "That's true."

If Mr. Jing can enjoy such a luxurious and wonderful life for even one night, he will consider his life worthwhile.

Chen Qingshuang stood at the door with Wen Xiaoli, smiling. She gently knocked and said, "Teachers, the car to the airport is ready."

She wasn't in a hurry to talk about the "reward" first.

(End of this chapter)