CHAPTER 1653: CHAPTER 1367: ENEMIES MEET ON A NARROW ROAD!

Ladoga Grand Theater, in a small performance hall on the first floor. Two to three hundred people were invited here; they were the citizens who bought tickets for the Yegor’s band’s performance but were told that the performance was canceled. Previously, they gathered at the entrance demanding an explanation.

Now, because one big figure after another arrived, the theater manager simply had them brought in here first.

At this moment, these citizens realized that this place was not for the band’s performance. They immediately cornered the person in charge, demanding an explanation once again.

Amidst the uproar as hundreds vented their dissatisfaction, the theater manager pushed the door open and entered.

The theater manager had come prepared with a strategy.

These two to three hundred people were like hidden bombs.

Putting them together with those big figures was impossible, and it might explode into big trouble, leaking the news that Yegor’s band wasn’t here.

Even if Yegor’s band were still performing at Ladoga Grand Theater, the manager wouldn’t let these common folks disturb the big figures’ entertainment, which would lower the theater’s class. He had to ask these people to leave as well.

Seeing the theater manager of Ladoga arrive, the crowd surged forward, surrounding him at once.

"Manager sir, what do you mean by placing us here, making us wait in vain for so long?"

"Your responsible person kept giving us evasive excuses with no reasonable explanation. Is this the attitude of your grand theater?"

"Your way of treating guests is truly disappointing to us!"

"Without an explanation, we won’t agree today!"

For a moment, the crowd was impassioned.

The theater manager raised both hands, shouting to the crowd, "Quiet, everyone, quiet! I am here now to give you an explanation!"

With this shout, the furious citizens finally gradually quieted down.

"The situation is such that there will be two performances by Yegor’s band tonight!" the theater manager announced loudly.

He was extra shrewd. So even if news accidentally leaked and those big figures knew, he had a chance to explain it.

"Two performances? Why has no one mentioned this before!" someone exclaimed.

Immediately, there was an echo of agreement.

"This is a last-minute decision, decided by Yegor’s band. What can we do," the theater manager laughed, "The concert here at Ladoga is actually led by Mr. Luke, Yegor’s top student. Mr. Yegor took the band to Dorado Theater."

"Dorado Theater? That’s a small theater. Mr. Yegor took the band there to perform? Why give up the grand theater for a small one? How is that possible?" someone didn’t believe it.

The theater manager didn’t give others a chance to respond and said promptly, "In any case, the situation is just as it is. Mr. Yegor and the band are over at Dorado. As for the reasons, only Mr. Yegor knows."

"Then what about our tickets? We want to see the performance!" someone couldn’t help shouting.

"Yes, we spent a lot of money on those tickets!"

"We want to see the performance!"

Immediately, the emotions flared again.

"The tickets you all bought are for our Ladoga Grand Theater, but since Mr. Yegor changed venues, your tickets are correspondingly void," the theater manager said loudly, then hastily added, "But! Mr. Yegor and we at the theater have decided to offer everyone a triple compensation if you choose to refund the tickets! Or you can exchange them for another date! You are free to choose!"

In order to quickly calm these people, the theater manager went all out, directly offering triple compensation.

The use of Yegor’s name and the theater covering the compensation increased credibility and shifted everyone’s attention.

"Triple!" Immediately, the citizens, who were full of resentment, quickly quieted down.

Who hates money!

Such generous compensation, they had never heard of before.

Seeing the citizens now without complaints, the theater manager waved in seven or eight staff members.

"We’ll handle it for you now, please remain calm and don’t spread the news outside when you leave. Leave in an orderly fashion. Ladoga welcomes you gentlemen, and anyone who violates my words will be blacklisted and permanently banned from this theater!"

The theater manager’s words were stern and severe, ostensibly to protect the theater’s reputation, but in fact, to keep them quiet.

With both carrot and stick, there was thoroughly no protest at all.

Seeing this side settled, the theater manager smiled and exited this small performance hall.

After going out, the theater manager wiped sweat off his forehead, glanced at the time, and couldn’t help murmuring, "Mr. Viktor should be arriving now."

With that said, the theater manager headed straight to the entrance.

Whether today’s grand play of deceit succeeds or not entirely depends on Viktor!

If the theater manager said he wasn’t nervous, it would be a lie.

When he arrived at the entrance of Ladoga Grand Theater, he happened to see a group of people in tailcoats, carrying musical instruments, walking in, led by Luke.

Currently, Luke’s walk exuded confidence and exuberance.

Fortune’s favor!

For him, today was truly a change in fortune!

He hadn’t expected so many big figures to gather at Ladoga Grand Theater, waiting to enjoy the performance by Yegor’s band.

Viktor told him this might be the greatest opportunity of his life!

If he grasped it, Luke could catapult to fame and become the star figure of the Sharvey Band!

With such a temptation, Luke cared not about the risks and shame of impersonation; he was full of excitement and passion.

"Mr. Luke, you’re finally here!" The theater manager took a few quick steps, met with a smile, his attitude significantly more courteous than before.

Seeing the theater manager’s expression, Luke became even more proud, responding with an "嗯" from his nose, full of arrogance.

Mr. Viktor said today’s performance must only succeed, not fail, with the elite of the Sharvey Band at his command.

Luke was already confident and arrogant; with the full cooperation of the top band Sharvey Band, he felt today’s performance would surely succeed!

In front of so many big figures, making a stunning performance, he’d then become a true new superstar in the music world!

By then, the likes of the theater manager wouldn’t even be worth his attention.

Now, his attitude towards the Ladoga theater manager was actually considered courteous.

"Please, go ahead, please!"

The theater manager smiled, making a welcoming gesture, and even had his assistant lead the way in front.

Luke led the first group of band members, strode in with heads held high.

As Luke and the others disappeared from sight, the theater manager’s enthusiastic smile instantly vanished, and he silently cursed, "Such an opportunist!"

Outside Ladoga Grand Theater.

Viktor, surrounded by Sedor, Yvonne, and others, headed straight for the entrance.

"Make way, make way!"

Yvonne was clearing the path in front, moving aside the few people who came to see other performances, clearing the way for Viktor.

Viktor, chin held high, walked with a silver cane, marching forward proudly, no less impressive than the other big figures.

Others, seeing their imposing manner, unconsciously gave way.

But amidst such an imposing manner, there were those who were oblivious, blocking the path ahead.

Three people, two men and one woman, ignored Yvonne’s urging to move aside; when Yvonne stepped forward to clear them, the large man among them grabbed Yvonne’s wrist. Yvonne grimaced in pain and drew a sharp breath.

"Who dares have no eyes here!" Seeing this, Sedor erupted in anger.

Who’s daring enough not to regard them at Ladoga!

The three people blocking the way all turned around.

Sedor, furious and surveying the person in the middle, suddenly felt a sense of familiarity.

"Oh, isn’t this...?" The black-haired, black-eyed young man who saw him surprisingly smiled as if recognizing him, "I remember, you’re the son of the former boss of Yegor’s band, named Sedor? I’m not mistaken, right."

Sedor’s eyes widened, staring at the other, suddenly remembered.

"It’s you!"

Enemies indeed cross paths!