Hua Zejin's attitude made Xu San a little uncomfortable, just like you were having fun at a nightclub and the young lady opposite suddenly took out your financial report to discuss work with you.
Xu San flicked the table with his fingers, thinking about how to answer this question.
After a while, Xu San stopped tapping, turned to look at the geisha singing Kunqu Opera, and said, "It's really boring. I'm here to have fun. I'm here to have fun. Listening to this Yiyi, to be honest, I All sleepy."
Hua Zejin looked around and found that the surrounding guests were almost not paying attention to the stage, but to the woman next to them.
After watching it, she said sheepishly, "We have also noticed this problem, so we have added a lot of local Chinese programs, such as "Sifan" currently being performed on the stage."
Xu San sneered, with disdain in his eyes, and asked, "Is this called Kun Opera?"
Hua Zejin did not answer immediately because she felt that the question was beyond her knowledge.
"I have been in China for a while and listened to a lot of Kunqu opera in the brothel. She is not as good as everyone else. I'm afraid she is not even as good as the ordinary brothel girl."
Xu San's words were unpleasant. Comparing Goulan's kiln sisters with geishas made her feel uncomfortable. Although they were both sold, in her subconscious mind, her Japanese blood was nobler.
(In childhood, traditional geishas did only perform tricks. If they wanted to get married, they had to retire, but now... the author doesn't know anyway.)
Hua Ze's face looked bad, but she still kept smiling, but her smile now was much stiffer than before.
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After adjusting her mentality, Hua Zejin continued: "Isn't it a bit too much, sir, to compare our geishas with the Chinese kiln sisters?"
"Haha!" Xu San laughed again.
"Why are you laughing this time?" Hua Zejin asked.
"It's a bit much, compared to the Chinese kiln sisters." Xu San said and turned his eyes to the geishas on the stage, "Maybe they are even more miserable."
After hearing Xu San's words, Hua Zejin's body trembled slightly, "Sir, it seems you know something?"
Xu San smiled again and pushed the empty wine glass in front of Hua Zejin.
After filling up the wine, Hua Zejin handed over the wine glass with both hands.
Xu San picked up the wine glass and drank it in one gulp. "What do I know? I came here to have fun and spend money to enjoy it. When I say miserable, I mean they..." Xu San turned his eyes to the stage again. A geisha, "if she can't receive money, isn't it more miserable than a kiln sister?"
"It's not like they can't receive it. They only need to hand over half of the reward from the guests."
"Then the rest should be exchanged for military coupons?" Xu San pushed the wine glass over again.
Hua Zejin picked up the wine bottle, filled Xu San with wine, and pushed it over, "Sir, you really know a lot."
"I'm a reporter."
"Then sir, please take care of your pen, otherwise you may encounter some accidents in this foreign country." Hua Zejin said casually, but he could still hear this simple threat.
With the continuous impact of Western culture, the geisha industry quickly declined amid great historical changes. Although they continued to learn dances from other countries to save themselves, more and more people actually became delinquent girls.
During the Anti-Japanese War, the Japanese established various patriotic women's organizations, and most of these organizations were operated behind the scenes by the military. The ultimate goal was to deceive these geishas into China (or other war zones), and then force them... ..
In fact, these geishas are really much more miserable than the kiln sisters!
Xu San pointed out this point intentionally or unintentionally, just to test the water here and the attitude of Hua Zejin in front of him.
At this point, Xu San didn't plan to continue digging, otherwise he would really be joking with his own life.
He picked up the wine glass, twirled it in his hand, and then looked at Hua Zejin: "I've had several drinks by myself, wouldn't Miss Hua Ze join me for a drink?"
Hua Zejin smiled apologetically, poured herself a glass of wine, and held it up, "I'm sorry!"
After the wine dried up, Xu San said, "Actually, Miss Huazawa, don't worry. I know Mr. Sakurai, so I naturally know how powerful it is."
"I was so nervous that I forgot about it."
As for the donkey under the slope, Xu San also plans to turn over the story. These things are all written in the history textbooks, and Xu San knows it well even without asking.
"Let's not talk about this anymore, let's talk about these programs." Xu San planned to get back to the topic.
"Okay, sir, please tell me your suggestions."
The topic came back again. From the brief contact just now, Xu San already knew that Hua Zejin had some say in this mansion, and even said that he had some status.
Next, Xu San pointed at the geishas and began to tell them what colors and styles of clothes they wore, which all had specific symbolic meanings.
After all, he used to make props. Even if they were useless, it wouldn't take much to find out about them in the Internet age, and he might encounter an opportunity at some point.
After a brief introduction, Xu San got to the point, "These are traditions and should be preserved. However, no one likes to see these traditions now. Outdated things will remain outdated no matter how you modify them, unless... ."
He wanted to say that unless he had a talent like Guo's tank, it would be nonsense.
But in the end, he waved his hand and did not continue, "The general trend is, even if there is manpower to turn the tide, it will not be solved in a short time, and we now have to solve the problem of low customer interest. After all, this club cannot only rely on women to make money. Is it right?"
"Sir, you are right." Hua Zejin poured another glass of wine for Xu San, and then said, "But we have tried our best to improve the quality of geisha."
"Quality? Which quality?" Xu San asked with a smile.
"We have carefully selected the geishas here, and every geisha can master their skills."
"But as we just said, there are no more traditional programs to watch."
The topic has come back. If the situation cannot be opened up, the relationship with Hua Zejin may end here.
Looking at the wine on the table, Xu San picked it up and said, "Just talking about the bar, Miss Huaze thinks this wine is expensive or cheap."
"This wine..." Hua Zejin pondered for a moment, "Compared to Taiyuan City, the price of this wine is already very high." After saying this, she thought for a moment and continued, "This wine We have doubled our profits.”
Xu San shook his finger and said: "Haha, twice as much? Not enough! It needs to be twice as much, or even more. Those who come here for entertainment..." Then, Xu San lowered his voice, "Generally speaking, people who come here to consume They don’t care about money.”
"But, these wines..."
"Is the price too transparent? If I sell it too high, I'm afraid I won't have repeat customers?"
Hua Zejin nodded, this was indeed her worry.
"It doesn't matter, just make the price opaque. Just spend money to find a painter, design a beautiful trademark, put it on, and make a beautiful box. This is China, not the mainland, who would be obsessed with this wine, as long as If the quality is good, no one will care about it.”
