The strangeness has come, I am a god with trillions of ghost money

Chapter 102: Any problem that can be solved with money is not a problem!
Song Mang looked at Manager Gui and saw him looking at his phone with a look of despair.

Song Mang asked in surprise, "How did you know that five actors were missing? Didn't you go to the restaurant on the first floor to get me dessert just now?"

Manager Gui raised his phone and said, "We at Guiyi also have a contact number and a group chat!

The accounts of five actors suddenly disappeared in the group chat. They may have died!

The contact number of the weird is linked to the soul, and one weird can only have one contact number. After the weird disappears from the world, the contact number will be automatically cancelled!

The opera house has more than 40 actors in total, but the loss of five actors is still an extremely serious loss, because there is an opera performance in the evening, which requires not only actors to play roles in the opera, but also performers to play related repertoires.

Of the five actors who disappeared, two were performers. If an actor is missing, others can fill in, but if two musicians are missing, where can I find someone who can play the piano and cello? "

Song Mang: “…”

Play piano and cello?
Could the disappearing actors that Manager Gui mentioned be the monsters in the oil painting?

ummm
But the puppeteer just encountered three strange things. The one who played the piano and the one who played the cello were kicked out of the office. Logically, they should still be in the opera house.

Was it eaten by invaders?
Song Mang was shocked and felt that it was very likely. After all, the monsters in the oil painting were not strong, and were not even as powerful as the evil ghosts on the third floor.

To the Rakshasa-level invaders, these strange things are nothing more than weak, pitiful and delicious food!
Powerful monsters not only like to eat humans, but also like to eat their own kind. It is very common for monsters to increase their own strength by devouring each other.

"How to do how to do!"

Manager Gui muttered anxiously.

"How could it disappear? Which bastard ate my actor? I won't let him go! When the master comes tonight, I will definitely go and complain! Damn you, you are dead!"

Everyone looked at the puppeteer.

The ghost puppet master glared at Chai Yu and Duan Lejie, scaring them so much that they trembled. Then he looked at Song Mang with a guilty conscience.

Song Mang coughed lightly and said, "Manager, what will happen if the performance tonight cannot proceed normally?"

The manager said in horror, "All the performers will die, and I might be blamed too! The master rarely comes, and tonight's performance had an accident. The master must think we are disrespecting him, and he will be very angry!"

Song Mang looked at the ghost puppeteer and said, "Then you three can take over. The ghost puppeteer can play the cello, the old man can play the piano, and the water ghost can be the actor."

The old man pointed at himself in disbelief, "I play the piano?"

Didn’t you just say that his playing was awful?
Song Mang grinned, "There is still some time before the performance, so you should study hard. Old people have experience, they are mature and steady, and they are also willing to learn. This world should be conquered by old people!"

The old man hid behind her and pulled her, "Oh, stop talking, I really can't do it! I can only play the erhu! I just said that to make money!"

Song Mang: "If I say you can, you can!"

Old man: "Don't bring me along with you if you want to brag!"

Song Mang: "I'll give you half of the money on the coffee table."

Old man: ???!

Two and a half million!
The old man's expression instantly brightened up, his back straightened up, and he marched to Manager Gui in a marching step.

Manager Gui was still sighing, "The puppeteer can play the cello. I know he can do that, but where can I find someone who can play the piano?"

The old man even put his face close to Manager Gui and made an elegant gesture of taking off his hat, even though he was not wearing one.

Old man: "Hello, I'm Chopin."

Manager Gui: ???

Manager Gui had a look of despair on his face, "Are you sick? You're the only one who plays Chopin, I want to fire you!" Song Mang: "I'll give you the remaining half of the money."

Manager Gui shook hands with the old man solemnly, "Hello, Mr. Chopin, the performance tonight depends on you!"

Xiao Junze: ???

Other ghosts: ???

No, one of you dares to say it and the other dares to use it?

Aren't you afraid of making a fool of yourself and getting into trouble? !
Song Mang also gave the puppeteer some extra performance fees, probably just a few million. After all, she was a good boss who treated everyone equally.

Song Mang said, "Isn't this problem solved? As long as it can be solved with money, it is not a problem, don't you think?
Old man, please practice the piano well during this period and don't let me down. I'm going back now."

Song Mang picked up the packaged mango sago and prepared to go back to the dressing room to give it to Song Wenqi to taste.

Manager Gui said, "But there are only three of us. We are still short of two. A total of five actors are missing!"

Song Mang said without even turning his head, "What are you worried about? Just look for something later. Aren't there a lot of vacant weird things on the third floor?"

Manager Gui continued to worry, "It's weird that there is one less singer and dancer. They all have to be women. Most of the people on the third floor are men, but there is only one woman!"

"Then you figure out a way. I've already helped you get three actors, so I've done my best!"

Manager Gui's expression was solemn. "But the performance can't go on smoothly. You humans will also suffer. The master will throw you into the blood pool to feed the monsters. Humans are the best nutrients for the blood pool!"

Song Mang paused, "Blood pool? What is that?"

Manager Gui did not explain, but asked, "Do you and your companions know how to dance?"

"I don't know. Anyway, I don't know." Song Mang thought for a while and said, "I'll go back and ask for you."

"Ok."

Song Mang and Xiao Junze left first.

The two came out of the manager's office, and the three weirdos very proactively escorted them all the way back to the dressing room door.

Chai Yu and Duan Lejie saw them leaving, and saw Guiyi escorting them all the way, so they hurriedly followed.

After entering the dressing room, Song Mang gave the mango sago to Song Wenqi, "Mom, try it. I asked the manager to buy mango sago for you. It tastes pretty good."

Song Wenqi took the Yangzhi Ganlu and asked, "You didn't encounter any danger, did you?" before drinking it.

"No."

Xiao Junze also gave the packed mango sago to the old Taoist priest, muttering, "This mango sago is really delicious. I don't know which takeaway Manager Gui ordered. I forgot to ask just now."

After he finished muttering, he found that the old Taoist priest had not yet taken the Yangzhi Ganlu, and was looking at the position behind him with fear.

When Xiao Junze saw his look, he got goose bumps all over his body. "Master, drink Yangzhi Ganlu, I brought it back specially for you. Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Red... red dancing shoes... No! Those are not red dancing shoes, throw them away!"

The old Taoist priest pointed his hand tremblingly behind Xiao Junze, and his face turned extremely pale.

Xiao Junze turned his head and saw that the old Taoist was pointing at Chai Yu behind him.

Chai Yu held the pair of red dancing shoes in her hand and sat on a chair, ready to put on the shoes.

(End of this chapter)