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Chapter 636 Prince Management Act

At this time, Zhao Manjun was opening his voice.

Only Qin Mo can enjoy this kind of solo.

After opening his voice, Zhao Manjun was also sweating profusely.

Qin Mo said with satisfaction: "Yes, your singing skills are becoming more and more proficient!"

Zhao Manjun didn't say anything. Although Qin Mo allowed her to debut, her life became even more difficult. It can be said that she had no freedom at all.

These days, Shangwu and his people came here with him, wanting to take her away, but they couldn't even get close to her.

Fortunately, there are special code words and notations between them to convey information.

My aunt is fine, but she has been looking for her for the past six months.

She was also extremely anxious and eager to convey the message.

He was firmly controlled by Qin Mo and could not provide information or military pay.

Qin Bapi is in charge of food and drink, but he doesn't give her a penny.

I have to squeeze her and ravage her, and there is no humanity at all!

"I'm going to go on stage!" She took a sip of water, cleared her throat, and then went on stage.

As soon as he showed up, the applause almost overturned the dome.

It was this time that Zhao Manjun regained his former pride and confidence.

Looking at the obsession revealed in the eyes of those men, her eyes were full of disdain.

Qin Mo prepared a lot of songs for her, and there were dancers behind her, and she was dressed very boldly.

The noble masters in the audience couldn't even move their eyes away.

Although they have many wives and concubines, it is natural for men to love to see beautiful women.

Qin Mo was very comfortable at this time. In just a few days, Zhao Manjun's direct income was 40,000 to 50,000 taels, which did not include the clothes that were sold out of stock in the beautiful ladies.

Any clothes Zhao Manjun wore on stage were all hot-selling styles.

For Qin Mo, Zhao Manjun is a vase worth playing with and a tool for making money, so there is no need to think too much about it.

At this moment, Gao Yao said in his ear: "Young Master, King Heng and Duke of Wei have brought people to our mansion!"

"Huh?" Qin Mo frowned, "Are they really here?"

"Go back?"

Qin Mo was also very annoyed and finally stopped for two days.

But it won’t work if you don’t go. The three types of grudges must have encountered problems. If they don’t solve them, they won’t charge at the right time. “Let them wait for an hour and say I’m cultivating my sentiment!”

After the performance was over, Qin Mo left slowly.

At this time, Dingyuan County Duke's Mansion was on the palace.

All three big resentment were cursing.

"This turtle boy has been around for an hour and hasn't come back yet!"

"That's right, cultivating nonsense sentiment is clearly lustful!" Du Jingming, who has always been of high quality, also started to curse.

Just as he was cursing, Qin Mo arrived home, and before the person could enter, the voice came over, "King Heng, Lao Du, Lao Yu, I haven't seen you for a few days, I miss you to death!"

The three of them turned around and saw Qin Mo trot coming from outside, very enthusiastic!

Yu Boshi's table slammed, "Qin Jingyun, is it important to cultivate sentiment or to major affairs of the country? It's okay to let me wait here, but there is not even a person who serves tea. Is this your way of hospitality?"

Qin Mo put his foot on Xiao Liuzi's butt, "I'm not hurried to serve tea, I'm ignorant. The hall is so cold, I don't know how to light the fireplace!"

Xiao Liuzi felt so aggrieved. It was clearly Qin Mo himself who told him, but now he beat him up.

"Don't fool me. If you hadn't been instructed, how many courage would the servants dare to neglect me?" Yu Boshi has always been a man as calm as the wind, and his nose was crooked at this time.
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