Meng Chanjuan nodded: "Forget it, tomorrow you can take a hundred taels of gold and gold threaded clothes and give them to Mr. Jiang personally as a token of gratitude."

Cui Yi was startled: "Golden Thread Clothes? That is an invulnerable treasure. Back then, the city lord gave the young lady a gift for her sixteenth birthday and gave it away privately. The city lord..."

Meng Chanjuan said: "How can a mere piece of gold-threaded clothing be worth the sentiment of Mr. Jiang's gift of words? The city lord will certainly not embarrass me."

"Well, I hope Mr. Jiang can forgive the lady's kindness."

"The hospitality? What else can compare to the hospitality that Young Master Jiang Mingyue showed..."

Jiang Fan didn't know how much he drank, and when the song "Bright Moon" came out, it made him unable to control himself. He cried and laughed sometimes, and talked countless nonsense. Fortunately, everyone thought that the scholar was wanton and only thought of his true temperament and didn't think too much about it.

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Finally, Jiang Fan was helped back to the room. In a daze, he could only feel that he was lying in a soft embrace. In his drunken eyes, he seemed to see the woman from before.

"Qiqi...is that you?" He stretched out his hand and touched the face that he had missed for a long time.

"...You're drunk." The woman's voice was gentle and she gently held him in her arms.

"Qiqi, I drank too much again, I'm sorry... I miss you so much, you know?"

"Qiqi, are you okay? I know I'm dreaming, and I'm dreaming again..." Biquku

"I didn't know this was like this... If I had known this, I would never be separated from you... In the past, we were just separated by two places, but now... we are separated by time and space... I didn't understand before, but now, I finally understand.

The meaning of eternal separation between people..."

"It's not that I didn't come to find you... I couldn't find you... I didn't know where I was..."

"In the past, we always said on the phone... the moon rises over the sea, and we are at this moment even at the end of the world... But now, I am not at the end of the world, nor at the end of the world... I really don't know where I am... In this world, I see

don't know……"

"I miss you, I really miss you... I promised to meet up on the Mid-Autumn Festival to watch the bright moon on the sea... Let's have a bonfire and have a picnic..."

"……I really miss you……"

As he talked, Jiang Fan burst into tears.

A lamp is like a bean, and the crying young man wrapped in red clothes, with a face like a flower, is in a daze...

Jiang Gongzi is a god

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For a time, all the girls in the one hundred and eight brothels in Paradise City were vying to sing the song. People could be seen everywhere in the city reciting the wine. In the eyes of the world, Mr. Jiang seemed to have become a literary song in the world and an immortal in the sky.

Those who have good intentions may even call him the Immortal of Poetry in the South and the Saint of Poetry in the North together with the fisherman from Longjiang.

Nowadays, there is no objection to the fact that the Jinyu Tower has been closed for many days and only received Mr. Jiang. They even praise the Jinyu Tower for being a wise and discerning pearl and taking the lead, making the four famous buildings envious and sighing.

Every day, countless people come to the outside of the Jinyu Tower, not to see the four beauties, but to see Mr. Jiang. And the ones who flock the most are the thousands of beauties in the city. Every day outside the Jinyu Tower, they are eager to see Mr. Jiang.

The gathering of warblers and swallows was a feast for the eyes of many people.

Fortunately, the city guards kept driving away and barely caused too much congestion. Even so, Jiang Fan did not dare to show his head. In fact, the second day after Meng Chanjuan came, Jiang Fan wanted to go out, but he just crossed the

As soon as I walked out of the gate, I was almost dragged away by a group of beauties. I finally managed to escape despite the hard work of Xiong San and Ding Shaoan, but my clothes were in rags, my hair was in a mess, and even one of my socks was taken away from my feet. Really

So embarrassed. Biquku

Mr. Jiang, who was still frightened, never dared to show his face again. He stayed at home all day long, drinking and having fun with all the beauties. He was quite happy.

"Man'er, he can't keep hiding like this. Sooner or later he will leave Paradise City."

Cao Zijian said while looking at the Jinfeng Tower with its doors and windows closed, and the bustling crowd surrounding the Jinfeng Tower.

"He is a unique person, and no one can guess what he is thinking. At the moment, it seems that he has no intention of leaving just yet."

Cao Zijian said: "I can't hide in Paradise City for the rest of my life. I believe Jiang Feng knows this better than anyone else. I don't know how many forces have gathered here, and it will only happen sooner or later."

Wei Xiaohong seemed a little absent-minded: "Just listen to him."

Cao Zijian looked at Wei Xiaohong with some confusion: "Man'er, this doesn't look like you. When have you ever heard of others?"

Wei Xiaohong was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "I said, Jiang Feng's actions are unpredictable, so you don't need to think too much, just wait and see first."

Cao Zijian shook his head: "

He is in the limelight now, perhaps deliberately. He is very smart and attracts the attention of thousands of people, which naturally makes some people afraid to act rashly. However, there are more and more secret forces recently, and the time has dragged on for too long, which is very detrimental to him."

Wei Xiaohong was a little strange: "Second brother, you seem a little worried about Young Master Jiang? This seems not to be your original intention of coming here."

Cao Zijian was also stunned for a moment, and said after a moment: "How do you know it was not my original intention? Maybe I never thought of taking action."

He suddenly took out a pamphlet from his arms and said with a strange expression: "What's more, Mr. Jiang gave me this."

Wei Xiaohong said: "What Jiang Fan gave you is naturally interesting. I wonder what was written in it?"

"You really haven't seen it?"

Wei Xiaohong curled her lips: "I don't know what his brain is like. Ready-made clothes? Underwear? Models? Marketing? The whole set of things is simply eye-opening."

Cao Zijian said: "You are still Cao Ying. But these things are really unheard of, but..." He said very strangely: "How can he be so good at these women's things?"

Wei Xiaohong rolled her eyes: "Who knows what else this living ghost can't do?"

Cao Zijian said a little embarrassedly: "Ready-made clothes are very feasible. Even this underwear, I asked someone to try it on a few sets...it turned out to be extremely comfortable and convenient..."

Wei Xiaohong pointed at Cao Zijian and laughed loudly: "Second brother, you... are really good. Give me some sets later."

Cao Zijian was quite embarrassed: "You have to wait a few days. In Mr. Jiang's words, your code does not belong to the ordinary code and must be customized..."

Wei Xiaohong looked down and frowned without shyness: "Yes, what's his name? What's his bra size?"

Cao Zijian quickly stopped. He still couldn't stand talking about this with his own sister. He coughed a few times and said: "Although it is very different from the current clothing and business methods, but if you look closely, it is actually very feasible. There is a whole set of hidden... In his words

Let's talk about the laws of business. The more I read it, the more frightened I became. I read it more than ten times, and the more I felt that it was a wonderful insight into business ethics and people's hearts. It was unpredictable. To be honest, I was really tempted by this. If it weren't for this
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