Chapter 477

Zhou Andong drove back to Wang Fujing, An Jing opened the door, and the two walked in.

"This place is too big. Besides maintaining the decoration style of Dicos, the internal space layout needs to be designed properly."

Zhou Andong said: "You don't need to do it yourself, find your father, he has so many students, grab a few over, give some design fees, which can be considered supporting their work-study."

An Jing said: "I thought you were going to grab free labor."

Zhou Andong said: "Am I that stingy?"

An Jing smiled: "You're not stingy, but you're really stingy."

Zhou Andong rolled his eyes, and the two came to the big balcony.

"The popularity of Dicos is far behind KFC and McDonald's, so we must build our own popularity, starting from Wang Fujing."

An Jing asked suspiciously: "Do advertising? Use this balcony to do advertising?"

Zhou Andong smiled: "Balcony show!"

"Balcony show?" An Jing's big eyes blinked, as if they could talk.

Zhou Andong said: "Arrange this balcony into a stage, invite foreigners to perform, violin, cello, piano performance, and various national musical instruments can also be used.

There are also various ballets, folk dances, etc. To put it simply, it is internationalization, diversification, and inviting people of different races from the world to perform representative programs of their respective nations.

For example, our country's Peking Opera, Huangmei Opera, Errenzhuan, Qinqiang, etc. Of course, inviting bands and star singers to perform and sing is also indispensable."

An Jing's eyes became brighter and brighter, and she said excitedly: "Let's call it Dicos Balcony Show!"

Zhou Andong said: "Dicos Balcony Music Show. Wang Fujing is a landscape of China, and our Dicos Balcony Music Show must become a landscape of Wang Fujing.

Let people all over the world know that China has Wang Fujing, and Wang Fujing has Dicos Balcony Music Show, making every tourist coming to Jingcheng a must-see for a balcony music show here."

An Jing said excitedly: "After the New Year, I will arrange it. On the opening day, our balcony music show performance will start."

Zhou Andong said: "This is public welfare, and no fees will be charged. In addition, the balcony show cannot be performed every day, otherwise there will be viewing fatigue. Therefore, we will only perform for six months a year. From 6:30 to 8:30 in the evening, two hours of performance time."

Speaking of this, Zhou Andong looked at An Jing and smiled: "You are a big star now, you can come to our balcony show for a century debut."

An Jing looked at Zhou Andong, her eyes bright, making Zhou Andong feel a bit flustered.

"I can do the balcony debut, but you have to write me a song."

"Gulp!" Zhou Andong's throat rolled, and he hurriedly moved his eyes away, "Sure!"

An Jing also realized something, turned her head to look at the street with people coming and going below: "I really don't know how your head grew, always having so many strange ideas."

Zhou Andong said: "The world of geniuses, you ordinary people won't understand."

An Jing rolled her eyes: "Say you're fat, and you're panting."

Zhou Andong grinned; "Jiang Yuyue set up an entertainment company, you can cooperate with her, the balcony show performance can be handed over to her company."

An Jing tilted her head to look at Zhou Andong: "Your former sister-in-law?"

"Right!" Zhou Andong said: "Hand it over to her company to be responsible, and you can save a lot of heart."

An Jing said: "Alright, when I return to Jiangzhou, I'll talk to her."

Zhou Andong said: "She is studying at Jing Normal University, I can say hello to her first, and then you guys talk. In addition, she has a partner, it is said that the family is in the cultural field, and the roots are very deep."

An Jing thought for a moment: "Ma family?"

Zhou Andong nodded: "That girl is surnamed Ma, called Ma Xiaotong."

An Jing said: "Then it shouldn't be wrong."

"Let's go!" Zhou Andong said: "Go handle the Hong Kong and Macau pass."

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The next day, Zhou Andong, An Jing, and Zhou Anqin arrived at the hospital early.

"Dad, today I'll push you to see the Tiananmen, stroll through the Forbidden City."

Zhou Xiaoxin was very happy. After finishing breakfast, he tidied up, and Zhou Andong hugged Zhou Xiaoxin into the wheelchair, then the whole family, plus An Jing holding the camera, left the hospital.

At this time, Tiananmen's overall feeling is dilapidated. What is even more unimaginable is that there are vendors setting up stalls at Tiananmen and Qianmen, and one after another selling big bowl tea. However, in two or three years, this place will be greatly rectified. By then, this place will become a well-deserved number one commercial street in China.

The bicycle flow on Chang'an Street is like the water of the Yangtze River, surging endlessly. If you want to cross the street to the square on the opposite side, you can cross it horizontally, but there is a "safety island" in the middle for up and down traffic, people and cars, alternating traffic.

On the square, the elderly are stumbling, children are running, and the main businessmen on the square, besides those selling big bowl tea, are those taking pictures. One after another, every family is eloquent in soliciting business.

Secondly, there are those selling small gifts, those selling small food, and even those flying kites. Although not crowded, they can be seen everywhere. Small vendors come and go freely, it seems that no license is needed, and no one interferes or stops them. Buyers and sellers are willing, leisurely and contented.

Two yellow Mian'e stopped at the main gate of the city tower. Well, it was so casual at this time.

And bicycles and motorcycles parked randomly can be seen everywhere.

Zhou Andong got out of the car, moved the wheelchair down, hugged Zhou Xiaoxin down from the car, and put him in the wheelchair.

Zhou Xiaoxin had only seen Tiananmen on TV. Now that the magnificent and majestic Tiananmen city tower was in front of him, his expression was very excited.

An Jing said: "Uncle, Auntie, come, I'll take a picture for your family."

"Come!" Zhou Andong greeted, "Xiaoqin, come over. Dad, you hold the fourth child, Mom, you stand beside Dad."

"Click!"

An Jing pressed the shutter: "Done!"

"Let's go over there and take a look, then go to Qianmen to drink a bowl of big bowl tea."

Zhou Andong pushed the wheelchair, crossed the road, and came to the square.

A fat woman, holding a big brother (mobile phone), walked past him swaggeringly, then sat down at a shoe-shining stall.

The fourth child had been here once, but coming again, she was still so excited, running around happily, Xiaoqin couldn't catch up.

"Slow down, if you get lost, no one will find you, and you won't see Mom and Dad again."

"Hey!" The fourth child suddenly ran to a small stall selling souvenirs. There was everything on it, especially the Asian Games mascot Panpan, which was very cute. The fourth child reached out and picked it up to look at it, then was about to put it down.

At this time, she heard a loud roar from the stall owner: "Don't move!"

The fourth child was startled and shivered, her hand raised in mid-air, not daring to move.

"What's going on?" Zhou Anqin ran over.

"What's going on?" The stall owner snorted coldly, picked up a small piece of paper on the stall, on which there was a line of words. If you didn't pick it up and look at it carefully, you really couldn't see what was written on it.

"See it, high-end goods, cannot be touched by hand. Now this child touched it, must buy it."