Other-Worldly Restaurant of A Stay-at-Home Dad

Pascal looked at the smiling staff, his face changed under his cloak, and his forehead was sweating.

Around the boring guests waiting for the start of the performance, they also looked at him one after another.

"I... I have photophobia. I can't be exposed to light." Pascal said in a low voice, cheering for his wit.

"Like this..." the staff member smelt speech to show a bit embarrassed color, pondered: "you please wait a moment, I go to the head to ask how to deal with."

Then he turned around and left quickly.

"Ah, ah, ah..." Pascal was in a hurry. Looking at the staff who left quickly, he almost didn't jump up.

It's over!

The staff should be newly recruited and don't know him, but if Vicky comes, she can see through his disguise at a glance.

The scar on her face that she caught last time just fell off the scab two days ago. He didn't want to provoke that girl again.

However, looking around, the theater is now full of 80% of the people who are rich and powerful in Luodu city. Even if Vicky is upset with him, she should not be angry at him on such an occasion.

What's more, he came here today just to negotiate with Vicky. Now it's OK to meet her first.

McGonagall watched the scene with great interest. He was also a little curious about what this guy came to the black cat opera house to do today.

After a while, Vicky, who had changed into a black Lolita skirt, came out from the backstage and walked to Pascal's seat in the eyes of the crowd.

"This is the head of the black cat troupe?"

"Mommy, is this Miss Black Cat? It's beautiful! It's as like as two peas in the picture book! "

"Her skirt looks good, husband. I want one, too."

"OK, I'll make one for you when I get back."

The audience was talking, but they didn't expect to see the protagonist of the opera before the performance.

Although it didn't appear on the stage, it was still amazing.

Looking at the audience curled up in the corner, wearing a black cloak, covering herself, Vicky frowned slightly, but said softly: "this guest, if you have photophobia, can you replace this shorter cloak, so that the audience in the rear will not be affected to watch the performance."

Pascal looked at the cloak Vicky was holding, thought for a while, lowered his voice and said, "no, I can't see the light. I can only wear my own cloak instead of other people's

As soon as the man opened her mouth, Vicky's eyebrows were raised like a sword, her eyes became sharp, and she said coldly, "it's really hard to see the light. It seems that you've got a good scar, forgotten the pain, and come to ask for a fight."

As soon as Vicky said this, the guests around showed their curiosity. It seems that the head of the black cat opera company and the audience still know each other?

However, this way of speaking is really "Miss Black Cat"!

Pascal's face was cold and sweaty under his cloak, but he said in a shrill voice: "you... Is that how you black cat opera company treat the audience! I bought a ticket to come in! You... You are bullying me

"Well, if it's a serious audience, we'll welcome it warmly, but if those door-to-door troublemakers and mischievous bastards, we'll meet them with sticks." Vicky said coldly to the staff: "throw him out! We black cat opera company don't welcome him

As soon as the voice dropped, the two staff members stepped forward on the left and right, carrying Pascal to the outside.

"Wait a minute! Wait a minute Pascal's two short, plump legs glared wildly in mid air, shouting: "commander Vicky, I'm not here to make trouble! I really came to see the show! I don't just watch the show, I want to talk to you about a business! "

Vicky looked at him coldly, her eyes did not hide her disgust, "I'm not interested in talking about any business with you, and I don't want to say one more word with you!"

"This is a rare opportunity for thousands of years! If you miss it, you'll never meet it in your life! " Pascal grabbed the back of a chair, his face flushed with force, and his voice was hoarse. "I'd like to merge the Maka opera company with your black cat opera company! When you are the head of the group and I am the deputy head of the group, we will call it the dark horse opera company in the future. It will definitely explode! We have the first-class opera actors in lodu, who can enrich your performances, which you can't find anywhere else! "

"The Maka opera company? Is there a second troupe in the city of chaos? "

"I thought the opera company was very trendy. It seemed that I was ignorant."

"I know the Maka opera company. Their performances are boring, but the hypnotic effect is very good. I go to see them when I have insomnia. I fall asleep after a while."

"That's pretty good in terms of functionality."

The guests whispered and were very interested in their argument.

McGonagall was listening, but he wanted to laugh. Pascal was really a fool. At this time, he even had the face to come to the black cat opera company and wanted to be the deputy head of the company.

There are no professional opera performers in the Maka opera company. They are a bunch of bastards. They don't know where to learn some singing tunes. When they come on stage, they hum like mosquitoes. After a while, they can sing and fall asleep. They don't know what to watch.

However, such courage is very commendable. It is estimated that Vicky will throw it out directly.

Vicky looked at Pascal holding a chair and refused to let go, but also was angry smile.

"You mean you want me to merge with your Maka opera company first? And I want you to be the deputy commander? " Vicky looked at Pascal and asked.

"Yes, I have made a big concession, which is enough to show my sincerity." Pascal nodded and said with a smile: "you think, I've been in lodu for more than 20 years. I have connections from the powerful to the common people. Do you think people are really so receptive to opera? In fact, it's all thanks to my Maka troupe that you black cat troupe have today. Now our dark horse opera company is just on the road. If I'm allowed to run it, I'm sure it will go up to a higher level! "

This time, even the guests who sat down admired his face.

They are famous for reading the picture book of Miss Black cat. They have a fart relationship with the Maka opera company?

It seems that the fat man hiding in his cloak really came to smash the scene.

"Throw him out. If he's still holding on to the chair and that finger is holding on, break that finger." Vicky said in a cold voice, then turned back and walked backstage.

Two staff members who had nothing to do with Pascal reached out and grabbed him.