CHAPTER 1651: CHAPTER 1365: VIKTOR IN SHOCK

In the rehearsal room of the Sharvey Band’s residence, Viktor sat comfortably in his exclusive leather chair with his legs crossed, smoking an Apollo cigar, lazily enjoying the vigorous performance of Luke and others on stage.

Sedor, Yvonne, and other mainstays of the Sharvey Band were seated on either side accompanying him.

Listening to the performance of Luke and others, the mainstays of the Sharvey Band all curled their lips, whispering to each other.

Many even shook their heads directly, seemingly in disdain.

In fact, the level of Luke and others was not low at all; within the Sharvey Band, they could definitely be considered top-notch.

But seeing these outsiders come to steal their jobs, the mainstays of the Sharvey Band were instantly united, forming an alliance.

They couldn’t let these outsiders show off too much in front of the boss!

After finishing their energetic performance, Luke excitedly walked to the edge of the stage, slightly bowing to Viktor below, asking the new boss for his comments.

To be honest, Luke and his group truly performed above their usual level with all their effort this time.

Luke felt that even the "picky" Yegor wouldn’t be able to find any flaws!

And the indifference and disdain of the people below, in his view, were just jealousy!

Luke wasn’t afraid; he believed that playing well is playing well, and Mr. Viktor would surely recognize his talent.

Glancing at the confident Luke, Viktor lowered the cigar from his lips, exhaled a puff of smoke, waved his hand and pointed the cigar at the stage, and said leisurely to the people beside him, "As I see it, Yegor’s team’s level is just so-so. What’s so great about it? Compared to our Sharvey Band’s level, there’s still quite a gap!"

Viktor’s words left the confident Luke stunned for a moment.

In private meetings before, Mr. Viktor had even praised him as a buried genius, saying he could only shine in the Sharvey Band.

But now, it’s become... "just so-so"?

"Yes, just so-so," Sedor said with a sneer, echoing his father.

"Right, right, I also thought Yegor and his team had made significant progress these past few years," Yvonne added disdainfully.

With Viktor and others’ "judgment," the surrounding mainstays of the Sharvey Band immediately let out bursts of cold laughter, launching into mockery.

"I’ve always felt that their level doesn’t necessarily surpass ours!"

"No, I think they have quite a gap compared to us!"

"Of course, our Sharvey Band is among the top ten bands, while the small Yegor Band hasn’t even made it into the rankings!"

"That’s right, they always think they’re somewhat capable, it’s simply laughable!"

"Haha, don’t make it sound so harsh, spare some face for the newcomers. Coming to our Sharvey Band is a rare opportunity for them to learn and improve, let’s not hit them too hard!"

Amidst the rising voices of ridicule, Luke’s smile froze.

Those who followed Luke in betraying the Yegor Band, thinking they would be greatly valued here, were also left dumbfounded.

On the first day they defected, they were collectively mocked and educated by the band members here—one can only imagine how life would be moving forward!

And this deterrent was set up by the new boss!

Those people were instantly deflated, like eggplants hit by frost!

Honestly, the ridicule from below made Luke’s heart burn with anger.

Thinking back when he was with the Yegor Band, sometimes he would talk back when Yegor criticized him.

But in front of Viktor, Luke really didn’t dare act brazenly.

This Mr. Viktor is not someone to be trifled with; not following the rules in front of him wouldn’t end well!

"Luke, you all have a good foundation. Just learn more from us at the Sharvey Band, and you’ll improve sooner or later. You may step down now," Viktor casually waved at Luke on stage, indicating for them to step down.

Luke opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but seeing Viktor already unwilling to listen, with Sedor, Yvonne, and the Sharvey Band mainstays all looking impatient, Luke suddenly wilted, not daring to utter a word, retreating with full disappointment.

Luke signed a ten-year contract with the Sharvey Band, with better pay than at the Yegor Band, though not by much.

Privately, the new boss Viktor praised him highly, fully assuring him of a bright future. Luke believed it, thinking that a permanent member of the music association and a person with a congressman’s title wouldn’t deceive a newcomer like him, but now it seems...

In his extremely disappointed heart, Luke inexplicably felt a sense of extreme unease.

He hoped those promises would truly be fulfilled...

"Come, come, perform the ’Dance of the White Tide’ for me once again," Viktor ordered, waving his cigar.

Below, the eyes of the men immediately gleamed brightly.

On the stage, rows of dancers in revealing white suspender stockings with enticing smiles had already emerged.

Viktor’s face bloomed with a smile.

This was also his favorite program. In his view, music is emotional, and women are sensual; what better fusion than emotion and sensuality?

Just as those glamorous beauties on stage were casting flirtatious glances at Commander Viktor, preparing to dance with all their might, Yvonne’s phone rang untimely.

Viktor glanced at him with slight discontent, scaring Yvonne into almost hanging up. However, seeing the caller’s name, Yvonne leaned towards Viktor.

"Commander, it’s the manager of Ladoga Grand Theater calling." Yvonne reported.

Every time the Ladoga Grand Theater manager called, it was only ever to look for Viktor.

Viktor frowned slightly and raised his hand, and the dancers on stage immediately stopped dancing.

"Ask him what it’s about." Viktor ordered, pouting.

Yvonne nodded quickly and answered the phone. After listening to just a few sentences, she covered the receiver with her hand and reported back to Viktor, "He says there’s something urgent and he needs to speak with you directly!"

Beside them, Sedor looked at Yvonne in surprise and then at his father, "What urgent matter could he have? Or should I take it?"

Viktor waved his hand, signaling Yvonne to hand over the phone, and the latter quickly offered it up with both hands.

Viktor placed the phone to his ear, leaned back leisurely in his chair, and chuckled, "This is Viktor, what seems to be the matter?"

"Mr. Viktor, a group of important guests have arrived here, specifically requesting to hear the performance of Yegor Band. I didn’t dare refuse, so I wanted to get your opinion!"

On the phone, the voice of the Ladoga Grand Theater manager sounded extremely urgent.

"What kind of important guests have scared our theater manager like this? Is it the city’s councilmen, or some big businessmen?" Viktor said lazily, his voice indifferent.

Viktor dabbled in business and politics, so he naturally had some rivals or foes.

When he suppresses Yegor Band, those people side with them, intending to "cause trouble."

But Viktor wasn’t afraid because he rarely broke off with his rivals or fought them to the end, merely causing some minor disturbances.

Moreover, on this matter, even if someone stood with Yegor Band, it wouldn’t change any facts.

If they really wanted to watch, they could enjoy it at a rundown little theater, as long as they weren’t afraid of lowering their status.

"It’s not just one or two important guests; it’s many, about a dozen or twenty, all of whom have extraordinary status!" The theater manager’s voice sounded choked.

A dozen or twenty big figures, along with their entourage, adding up to a hundred or two!

This number continues to grow!

"Oh, so many important guests have come, so I have to hear who they are." Viktor took a puff of his cigar, exhaled leisurely smoke rings, and said lazily.

Beside him, Sedor and Yvonne, overhearing bits and pieces, also understood what’s going on and smirked coldly in unison.

At this moment, Viktor was in his prime, not to mention that in Ladoga, there was no one he couldn’t overpower.

"There’s Mr. Milasvich!" The theater manager reported the names on the phone.

"Oh, Milasvich?" Viktor casually repeated the name, then straightened up suddenly, "It’s the great writer Mr. Milasvich!"

"That’s right!" The theater manager affirmed flatly.

That great literary figure from UE Country! How could he possibly be here!

Viktor’s eyes sharpened.

"And Mr. McHunter!"

"McHunter!" Viktor followed suit, repeating the name with a choky voice.

A renowned director in the film industry, with high status and fame!

"And Charles Anko!"

That famous football star, the best offensive player for multiple European seasons!

Viktor’s eyes widened, and his pupils contracted, unable to contain his astonishment.

...

As the theater manager reported the names one by one, each name Viktor repeated straightened his posture a bit more, as if reaching greater heights, until he finally stood up abruptly.

Sedor and Yvonne were also taken aback as they listened.

The leading stars of the Sharvey Band all around also faintly heard the names of the big figures, filled with shock in their eyes.

So many top-tier figures gathered at Ladoga Grand Theater just to watch the Yegor Band’s performance!

What is happening!

How is this possible!

Since when did the Yegor Band have so many super fans!