Funeral Home Workers 48: Fulfill Fans' Wishes
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At just past 7 PM, the stands were already filled to capacity. Sister Liu's charisma was truly remarkable, drawing thousands of spectators together. The enormous stage was adorned with dazzling lights and elaborate decorations, creating an atmosphere brimming with enthusiasm and energy. 0
 
At exactly 8 PM, Sister Liu made her entrance, accompanied by deafening warm-up music. The audience erupted into wild cheers, jumping and waving their glow sticks. I glanced over at Sister An and her best friend sitting nearby, both of them as excited as if they were going crazy. 0
 
The supporting singers took turns on stage, performing their most popular songs. Their voices echoed throughout the arena, filled with passion and power. The audience released their emotions freely to the music, swaying their arms in rhythm. 0
 
On either side of the stage, large screens displayed lyrics and close-ups of the stars, allowing every spectator to immerse themselves more deeply in the world of music. Behind the stage, a massive curtain projected various animations and images that complemented the music perfectly. 0
 
To be honest, I wasn't particularly fond of this atmosphere; it felt especially unreal to me. Finally, at 10:30 PM, the concert came to an end. If Sister Liu knew I used the word "finally," she would definitely scold me. 0
 
As the crowd gradually dispersed, we remained seated. Seeing that we weren't leaving, Sister An's friend quietly asked her, "Sister, can we really take a photo with Sister Liu? It feels a bit like a dream." 0
 
My phone rang; it was Sister Liu calling: "Bring everyone to the backstage; let's take a family photo..." 0
 
Sister Liu's assistant, Sister Hua, was waiting at the backstage entrance. When she saw me bringing people over, her previous lofty demeanor had vanished: "Mr. Xiao Lin, this way please." 0
 
Upon our arrival, Sister Liu came over to shake hands with each fan I brought along: "Thank you all for your support!" After my introduction, she even hugged Sister An and her friend. Both of them were so overwhelmed that they started crying. 0
 
Sister Liu then held Sister Hong's hand tightly: "I always said Xiao Lin should introduce us; Xiao Lin is your brother and also my brother." She even exchanged contact information with Sister Hong privately. 0
 
On the way back, Sister Hong was ecstatic: "I won't be able to sleep all night after today." 0
 
The situation continued to worsen as business dwindled; it wasn't just Sister Hong who was feeling anxious; all of us were on edge. Then Brother Jiezi resigned to Sister Hong: "Boss, look, I haven't had any work for over ten days! I have a family to support..." 0
 
Under normal circumstances, Brother Jiezi earned much more than we did. 0
 
 
In addition to his basic salary, he also received hosting fees based on the number of appearances. Everyone has their own struggles, and Sister Hong agreed to this arrangement. She was capable of handling all aspects of the work, and given the current workload, as long as she made appearances, she could manage just fine. 0
 
However, unexpectedly, the makeup artist also announced their departure with a simple reason: "I don't want to do this anymore." The makeup artist had been newly hired by Sister Hong after she went solo. Initially, the salary and benefits were quite good, and even though business had been slow recently, Sister Hong had never mentioned reducing anyone's pay. 0
 
Why was this happening? Sister Hong was facing her biggest challenge since taking over: a sharp decline in business and key personnel leaving! We all began to worry. 0
 
Finally, we received some work. A young couple walked into our shop, looking rather unwell. Before Sister Su could say anything, the woman snapped, "Get your boss out here!" 0
 
Uncle Ming came down, and the man asked, "Are you the boss?" 0
 
Uncle Ming replied, "I'm the manager. Normally, business matters are discussed with me..." 0
 
The man scoffed, "I only talk to the boss." 0
 
Uncle Ming shot me a glance, and I quickly ran upstairs, my mind racing with concern: Were they here to cause trouble or to discuss business? I hoped nothing would go wrong! 0
 
 
 
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