Afrika Seimei and his star company

The Spring Festival is approaching. In order to thank the rural friends for their support to the African Qingming Company over the past year, Qingming decided to take all the artists of the company to the countryside to perform and celebrate the festive season at a farmhouse.As soon as the news of the three trips to the countryside was released, Qingming's office was rang up by the village chiefs, party secretary and women directors of each village.As soon as the ten-yuan tickets went online, they were snapped up by rural aunts who are skilled in online shopping.

Boya heard the news and called: "Is your entire company going to the countryside?"

With the phone tucked between his shoulders, Qingming was busy flipping through the schedule of the performances in the countryside, so he said absently, "The whole company is going, and I will go to the countryside for a vacation. If you have anything to call, you don't need to come to the company." , when the time comes, the whole company will be deserted, even the god of cleaning and the terracotta guards will be taken away.”

"Don't you leave someone to watch the company?"

Qingming looked around, there are in his office - an air conditioner that was sold to a shabby king for seven or eight years, a huge desktop computer without an LCD screen, and a second-hand dining and working table, " Well, there's nothing to steal, don't let anyone look at the company."

"I didn't give you a safe last time for you to store important documents..."

"Oh, yes, yes, I was preparing to go to the countryside, and I was buried in the ground a few days ago..."

Boya sat behind the desk, holding the phone in his right hand and the table in his left hand, turning the swivel chair back and forth, without speaking for a long time.

"Hello? Ah hello?" Qingming took the phone away and looked, "Is there anyone? Cut! I'm so busy, I still have to answer your phone, wasting time!"

Qingming was about to hang up the phone when Boya's voice suddenly came from the other end of the phone: "What did you say?"

"Ah~~~~~~~~" Qingming's voice was trembling with fright, and he quickly put the phone receiver to his ear, and asked tremblingly, "Also, is there anything else?"

"Are you so afraid of me?"

"Ah? No, no, no..." Qingming responded, thinking that it's no wonder if you're not afraid, the entertainment market in Ping'anjing will be taken away by you wealthy Europeans!Poor us Africans dragging out an ignoble existence! ! !

Boya took a deep breath and said with a little anger: "Can't you not go? You have been going to the countryside with Tianxiegui all year round, and now it's the Chinese New Year, and you're going to the countryside again..."

"The countryside is the home of our African people." If we don't seize the rural entertainment market, I, Seimei Abe, will take African Shiki gods along Hyakki Yaxing Snack Street to beg for food.

"You let your brother Hei Qingming go."

"How can this work, the president is so disingenuous if he doesn't go...ah, a call came in, let me tell you, those village chiefs and party secretaries want to confirm with me the time of the performance venue these days, I'm very busy, don't worry There's a call."

Listening to the busy tone of "beep beep" coming from the other end of the phone, Boya felt his heart beating heavily and clumsily jumping up like a hollow and distant sound coming from a bottomless cave. , but there was nothing when it landed.

"Wow! The president actually chartered a luxury bus for us!"

"What's up, President!"

The employees of Qingming Company dragged their luggage and gathered around the luxury bus parked in front of the company, reaching out and touching the shiny glass windows of the bus.

The Broom God leaned into Qingming's ear and said, "President, you don't seem to have any money... Ahem, the few hundred dollars you took from Ebisu from the Finance Department seems to be for a minibus..."

Qingming rubbed the back of his head in a daze: "I don't know... where did this car come from... Also," Qingming pointed to the side, "the Yuanboya big tengu Arakawa master Yan Mo is pulling the suitcase over there." Where did it come from?"

Boya pointed with his thumb to the big tengu and others who were following behind him, and said blankly: "I didn't want to come, but they insisted on coming, so I followed."

The Broom God looked at Boya in admiration, thinking that you can really talk nonsense.

"Then why are you here!" Qingming yelled.

Boya said solemnly: "I think that as the president of a European company, I don't have a deep understanding of the rural market. I've come all the time. Why don't I take this opportunity to go to the countryside with you for a field trip. I think my employees are also thinking about it. I came here with the feeling of working together with me.”

Qingming blurted out: "How did I offend you, you want to compete with me for the market?"

The Broom God poked his head out from behind Qingming, pulled Qingming's arm to persuade him, "President, forget it, you see, Mr. Boya even changed the bus for us, for the sake of the employees, please bear with me, President!"

The three-tailed fox passed by flicking its big fluffy tail, and said quietly: "President, you have to get used to it, now you just endure your anger, there are still many things (for example?) you have to endure in the future..."

Datengu suddenly bowed ninety degrees to the three-tailed fox, and greeted respectfully: "Hello, sister!"

The three-tailed fox smiled sweetly, and said, "Oh, the demon fox calls me sister, you also call me sister?"

"It's all family."

The three-tailed fox really wanted to be an angry girl and put her big tail on the big dog's face, asking who gave you the face.But for the happiness of his younger brother, Sanweihu still smiled and pointed behind him: "Playing with the little sisters."

Boya and Arakawa quickly pinched the big tengu's wings: "In public, don't give up Yublaba."

Boya followed Qingming to the countryside. For the first time, Boya saw a large rural stage with tens of millions of people. The audience was full of people. It was the same as a concert, but the difference was that the audience of the concert was tens of thousands of crazy. The little girl waving the support stick wildly, and the grandma waving corn cobs frantically under the stage of going to the countryside. They shouted, sang loudly, and danced square dances to the music.

Qingming introduced Boya in the background.

"The square dance of the family and Tianxiegui is especially popular in rural areas, and their dance music discs sell particularly well in rural areas."

"Yeah, look, the big boulder on the chest that Tubi and Shantong collaborated on is a classic show!"

"The parasitic soul throws fireballs! All three-year-olds here know it!"

Boya felt that he couldn't stand the loud music, and Tianxie Guihuang's strong drum beat made Boya's head ache. Could it be that he couldn't get used to it after staying in the world of rich Europeans for a long time?

"Oh, our cubs are going to dance!" Qingming looked out from the backstage curtain.

Boya looked out through the gap in the curtain, but saw the big tengu with the same small ears as the demon fox, waving the demon fox support fan, mixing with the aunts, dancing calmly to the beat of the music.

An aunt leaned over while dancing and asked, "Young man, you also like demon foxes."

"Yeah." Big Tengu said while jumping expressionlessly.

Boya was dumbfounded. He pointed in the direction of the big tengu and murmured, "He... how did he fit in?"

(Predict what will happen next, and listen to the next chapter to break it down.)