I'm busking on the streets with my kid, and my domineering CEO is helping me break into the mus

What is disco...?

"Ah...you mean disco, right?"

"We don't dance that style."

Yang Xue nodded slightly, then subconsciously asked:

"Aunt Wu, it's so late, why are you only coming back now?"

"Oh...you have no idea how exhausted I've been these past few days..."

Hearing Yang Xue ask this question, the landlady finally felt like she had met a relative.

She plopped down on the curb, ready to open her book.

Yang Xue was waiting for Zhu Yan to pick her up after her live stream ended. With nothing else to do, she listened patiently.

In her view, listening is also a form of help.

Although Aunt Wu doesn't live in the newly built area, she is a frequent visitor to this area.

The dance troupe she belongs to is called "Sunset Red Square Dance", and she is also a leader.

The "Sunset Glow" dance troupe is quite large, with over 300 members in its WeChat group.

This group of people used to dance here when Xinmin was still an old neighborhood.

After the troupe returned to its original location after the reopening, they encountered trouble.

A group called the "Kyoto Hip Hop Dance Troupe" has taken over this area.

They claimed that they seized this area through PvP (player versus player) combat, and that anyone who wanted it back had to do so through PvP.

However, few of the elderly people in the square dance groups have in-depth contact with the internet.

Most people don't know what "PK" is, and even if they do, they're still completely confused.

Therefore, the ensuing conflict was completely irrelevant.

One side is demanding, "Give us back our territory!"

The other side operates on the principle of "My territory, my rules; if you want to take it, start a fight..."

The situation escalated, and the two sides even started arguing. One elderly person was so angered by the other side that they ended up in the hospital.

Enraged, the group leader summoned all members of the square dance group to take turns stationing themselves in Times Square every day.

After this battle, the opposing dance troupe realized that these old folks were not to be trifled with.

The group leader chickened out and could only stand by and watch helplessly with his members.

Although the situation between the two sides has eased somewhat in the past few days, they remain in a standoff.

After listening to Aunt Wu's description, Yang Xue couldn't help but ask:

"What about the mall management? Are they just going to stand by and do nothing?"

"Mind your own business!"

The word "management" seemed to touch on Aunt Wu's taboo.

Upon hearing this, she angrily cursed.

"Tiancheng Corporation had a clear agreement before construction began: to treat the elderly in the old city well."

"As a result, we reported back to the management of Tiancheng and asked them to allocate the plaza usage rights reasonably."

"These people are really something else. They act as peacemakers but don't put in any real effort, and they even side with the other side."

"But the higher-ups simply refused to see me or say a word."

"Even today, someone almost died and no one has stepped forward to do anything! It's infuriating!"

After listening to Aunt Wu's complete account, Yang Xue seemed to be deep in thought.

She gradually remembered.

Jiang Xiaolong had told himself that Times Square was the largest rest area in Xinmin Commercial Street and a hotspot among hotspots.

Currently, almost all the livestreamers stationed there are B-level or higher internet celebrities.

The most central area is home to the only S-level internet celebrity in the entire street.

That's a dance group with over 1300 million followers across the internet.

The group included students from nearby art colleges, as well as many local "social youths" and "spirited young men."

What they admire is the underground music culture from the West.

Based on the information provided by Aunt Wu, Yang Xue could imagine the quality and attitude of this group of people.

It's easy to guess why Tiancheng's managers chose to evade and cower.

"It seems Tiancheng wants both..."

"Because of company regulations, management doesn't dare to go against the older members, but they also don't want to lose this segment of the dance troupe's audience..."

If we go by the order of arrival, the square dance group definitely has more right to use it.

PK is a reasonable approach.

But this is too unfair to a group of elderly people who have no online presence and don't know how to engage in PvP battles.

Moreover, since the head office advocates the tradition of respecting the elderly, that rule will definitely have to be bypassed.

"But what can you do if the higher-ups just ignore you and keep you hanging on..."

When Yang Xue put herself in Aunt Wu's shoes and thought about it this way, she felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

Thinking of this, Yang Xue comforted her:

"Auntie, this is really unfair to you."

"So what are you planning to do next?"

Aunt Wu sighed deeply and said with a hint of complaint:

"What can we do? Even after contacting the security guards, all they do is offer simple mediation and criticism."

"We have no choice but to listen to our commander and just tough it out with them..."

"We don't know how to fight them in PvP."

Upon hearing this, Yang Xue sighed softly and offered words of comfort:

"Auntie, if you ask me, if it really doesn't work, then just give up. Our old arms and legs can't take much effort. If something happens, it's really not worth it."

"I understand that kind of situation, and it's a bit difficult for us to solve the problem through a PK."

"Simply relying on physical strength to stay in a stagnant state is not a good approach..."

Through this period of getting to know each other, Yang Xue realized that Aunt Wu was a warm-hearted and kind person.

She would subtly or overtly extend kindness to herself and Zhizhi.

Yang Xue also faces the least pressure regarding rent.

Therefore, Yang Xue always speaks her mind when communicating with others.

Landlady Wu waved her hand bitterly:

“Xiaoxue, your aunt has lived for over 60 years, how could she not understand this principle?”

"Even your older brother advised me to do the same, not wanting me to go through all this trouble every day."

“But Lao Liu has lived for 68 years, and even his parents have never said such hurtful things to him.”

"These brats really angered someone to the point of hospitalization and even requiring emergency treatment in the ICU, and yet they didn't say a word, not even an apology!"

Yang Xue nodded in understanding, realizing that this attitude was indeed a bit excessive.

Given the state of the world, there was no point in trying to persuade them further, and the conversation ended there.

Aunt Wu stood up, stretching, and said:

"Xue, let's stop talking now, it's so late, let's go home."

Although she is a landlord, the word "go home" comes out of Aunt Wu's mouth naturally and warmly.

It was as if Yang Xue were her own daughter.

A warm feeling washed over Yang Xue, and she smiled gently, saying:

"No, ma'am. I have a work party to attend, and I'm waiting for a friend to pick me up."

Aunt Wu glanced at Zhizhi in Yang Xue's arms and frowned, saying:

"Then give me the child first. Who knows when you'll be back."

"Zhizhi has to go to school tomorrow, so let her get a good night's sleep at my place."

Yang Zhiyao was well-behaved and sensible, and since Aunt Wu had no granddaughter, she liked her very much.

Yang Xue hesitated slightly upon hearing this.

She didn't want to bother Aunt Wu, and she was also very reluctant to let Zhizhi know.

Aunt Wu's face darkened, and she said in an unquestionable tone:

"Xue, the child has to go to kindergarten tomorrow."

"You're young and can endure it, but the children can't!"

Yang Xue nodded, leaned close to Zhizhi's ear, and whispered:

“Sweetie, why don’t you go home with Grandma Wu first, okay?”

Unexpectedly, Zhizhi hugged Yang Xue's neck even tighter.

She whimpered and struggled, groaning:

"No, I want to stay with my mom, I don't want to go anywhere!"

Seeing Zhizhi's resolute decision, Yang Xue and Aunt Wu exchanged a glance and smiled helplessly at each other.

"Hmph, I can't be bothered with you two stubborn fools."

Remember to come home early!

After giving a motherly remark, Aunt Wu strode confidently toward the street.

Fortunately, this place isn't too far from the old town.

As Yang Xue watched Aunt Wu's departing figure, her mental exhaustion seemed to ease considerably.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through her mind.

Yang Xue murmured:

"The elderly folks who do square dancing may not be able to participate in the competition, but that doesn't mean we can't!"

"Isn't this an opportunity for us who don't have a venue?"