Siheyuan: A warm home with wife and children

The event had been reported in advance, and Lao He even sent some people to maintain order, just in case something went wrong.

Only when they could no longer see anyone and could only hear the sound of gongs did Li Aimin lead Liu Guangtian and the others back.

Inside the dance hall, waiters dressed in white shirts, black vests, black trousers, black leather shoes, and red bow ties stood guard around the dance floor.

He stood ramrod straight, glancing at the door every now and then, hoping to see someone come in.

Li Aimin and Liu Guangtian also stood guard by the door, anxiously waiting for the first group of guests.

Despite making a lot of money, Li Aimin also took this business very seriously.

Whether it will actually happen, and how many people will be able to attend.

Before meeting him, Li Aimin was just as uncertain.

At the ticket window at the entrance, the two girls initially smiled and sat upright, waiting.

By noon, the two men were already looking dejected, whispering to each other about how many more days they could keep this job.

What if the boss doesn't make any money and runs away without paying wages?

There was no one there; I didn't see a single person all morning.

Some people did pass by the door, peek inside curiously, and then quickly walk away.

I waited and waited, until I was getting sleepy.

Li Aimin's face grew increasingly grim until he heard someone shouting and yelling outside.

"Ten people, is there tea?"

"Yes, we'll give each person a free cup of herbal tea."

"Flower tea? Who drinks that stuff? Get me some good tea instead."

Li Aimin's eyes lit up when he saw a dozen or so stylishly dressed young people at the door.

But then he saw Old Hong across the street.

How could he not recognize Zhang Liangyu's driver and attendant?

So, he hired these people?

My heart, which had just warmed up, suddenly cooled down again.

Damn it, is this dance hall going out of business?

But no matter where they come from, they have to be received when they arrive.

After playing music all morning and having had an empty dance floor for most of the day, it finally started to get a bit lively.

Watching those 'street thugs' twisting and turning aimlessly on the dance floor, yelling strangely.

With a worried look on his face, Liu Guangtian asked, "Aimin, will this work?"

It's packed! The dance halls in the capital are overflowing with people.

After those ten or so young people finished playing, several more groups of people came the day before, but they left when they saw that there weren't many people and the prices were too high.

The next day, just as Li Aimin was getting impatient and considering whether to lower the price.

Those ten or so young people from yesterday came again.

Not only them, but also brought thirty or forty friends, both men and women, making a lively scene.

As these fifty or so people entered, the whole place felt warm.

The strange, chaotic noises, which even the music couldn't drown out, drew even more people's curiosity.

Upon entering, seeing men and women dancing enthusiastically, someone was encouraged to join in.

Once there's one, there'll be a second, a third...

After dinner that night, a whole bunch of people came.

Ballroom dance music and disco music alternated in the opening, and people in black vests moved around the store, their lifeless faces showing both exhaustion and happiness.

They only get paid when the boss's business is good.

It's just that some people still give tips, which makes me a little unhappy.

I'm just working a regular job and earning a salary, how dare you insult me ​​with money?

Chapter 394 Change Mindset, Disrupt the Event

In those days, this was a significant period for employees who had just started their own businesses.

Giving a tip is truly an insult to oneself.

If we take it a step further, it becomes an insult to one's dignity.

If you happen to run into someone like that, you just put the money back with a dark expression.

If you run into that stubborn person, they might throw money in your face and spit on it.

Times change, thoughts change, and naturally, pursuits and perspectives on things also differ.

Fortunately, Li Aimin had prepared in advance.

This tip is a polite expression of gratitude, meaning 'Your service satisfied me, so I'm giving extra money to show my appreciation.'

In other words, they are saying 'thank you.'

Many people were still not quite used to it. They were happy to receive the money, but also felt aggrieved.

However, as long as nothing unexpected happens.

Every day after get off work, Li Aimin would reassure everyone and ask them to take out their tips and count them.

Then add a few more words like, "Oh my, this tip you received today is enough to buy your mother a new coat, so she won't have to worry about getting cold this winter."

"Your daughter's tuition fees, look, were all paid in one day."

“I saw that silver necklace in Wangfujing, the long and thin one, it only costs 8 yuan. You should buy two.”

The dance halls in the capital are really booming, attracting a lot of wealthy people, playboys from high-class families, and young masters.

When this person started smashing things, things got a bit chaotic.

Men in the capital city are very concerned about their image, and the younger ones are even more so. They are also impulsive and like to be number one in everything.

Seeing that others danced better than themselves, had more wine on their tables, and spoke louder.

In short, nothing seems right.

After a while, a conflict arose.

"I'm in a good mood today, so I'll treat everyone at each table to a bottle of red wine."

"Damn it, who are you trying to impress!"

"I'm fucking short a bottle of wine from you, that would make you look bad."

"Slap! Who are you calling names?"

Upon seeing that the bottles were all smashed on the edge of the table, with sharp shards sticking out, they were about to rush forward.

Li Aimin couldn't sit still any longer and hurriedly called Ma Kun to come with him.

"Hey, hey, let's talk this out, let's talk this out, don't be impulsive."

"Stop them! Stop them over there!"

"Be careful, be careful not to get hurt."

The guests moved aside, pointing and watching the spectacle, while Li Aimin was in a real bind.

Seeing the two sides hurling insults at each other endlessly, their tempers rising higher and higher, it was about to become uncontrollable.

Suddenly someone behind me shouted, "You all want to eat peanuts, huh?"

A loud shout drew the attention of people from both sides.

Upon seeing this, my previous excitement vanished instantly, as if doused with cold water.

"Brother Liangyu".

"Brother Liang."

"Brother~"

Everyone present, without exception, was outmatched by Zhang Liangyu.

Those he summoned were all from his circle.

Zhang Liangyu is the leader of this circle.

Seeing him appear in person now, even the strongest anger subsided.

Brother Liangyu invited them to come and support the event, and he covered all the expenses, which successfully boosted the event's success.

But it almost escalated into a serious incident and damaged their relationship. The whole thing was quite a mess…

"Aimin." Zhang Liangyu ignored the two groups of people and had Li Aimin clear out all the guests first.

All tickets for today have been refunded. For those who don't want a refund, we'll sign and stamp them, and they can enter for free tomorrow, all day.

"Don't just stand there, sweep up all the broken glass on the ground, so no one gets hurt."

Ma Kun glanced at Zhang Liangyu and told the waiters to hurry up and get things done, and that the rest of them shouldn't be watching the show.

After everyone had left, Zhang Liangyu sat down in the middle.

The two men sat uneasily, heads bowed, waiting for his reprimand, but Zhang Liangyu neither lost his temper nor gave them a clear answer.

He just said one sentence, "Have you completely forgotten about what happened last year?"

The moment last year was mentioned, everyone present changed their expressions.

Regardless of gender, some people even trembled.

Afraid!

The people with much stronger backgrounds than me were all taken away and fed peanuts.

With their small bodies, they can't hold on for long. If it really comes to that, not only will they have to eat, but their families will have to eat too.

Everyone seemed to have become well-behaved and obedient.

Zhang Liangyu continued, "I called you here to relax. There's nothing fun to do these days, and you're all getting restless at home. I know that."

"Secondly, it's for you to learn. In the future, this dance hall will expand. Whoever wants to run it will be a shareholder."

“We agreed from the beginning that we wouldn’t do anything superficial, we would just get things done and not mess around.”

"How much time has passed? Huh?"

Guilt left them speechless; they had all gotten a little carried away with their fun these past few days.

"I won't say anything more. I'm not a little kid who needs to be taught."

"Go home and think it through, figure out what to do next..."

"If anyone feels they don't get along with me, then don't come next time. The rest of you, get your minds straight."

"Watch carefully, learn well, lest everyone else goes out to make money while you're the one who's lost everything and even pawned your pants, that'll be embarrassing!"

Zhang Liangyu got up and walked towards his office; he had something to say to Li Aimin.

As for those outsiders, if they can figure things out, then we can work together on this project; if they can't, then they should get lost as soon as possible.

He's not a father, so why should he have to raise a child from infancy?!

“Aimin, you need to hire a few capable people, otherwise if outsiders cause trouble and hurt the guests, it will be a big problem.”

"Yes, that's what I was planning!" Li Aimin nodded and said, "I've already spoken to Director He. As long as they have a clean record, I'll take them in, whether they've retired or are having trouble with it."

"The salary and benefits are excellent, but I'm afraid of mistreating them."

These days, dance halls have a good reputation, and there aren't many messy things going on.

The people who dance the most are leaders and workers.

People treat it as a form of leisure and entertainment. Even teenagers are brought by their families to dance; it's purely for fun.

Disco is for young people, especially those who have just started working and whose minds are still wandering.