Chapter 51 051: The dog head appears, leading the business kingdom

He is a very young man with single eyelids, red lips and white teeth. His facial features are not outstanding when viewed separately, but when put together they are particularly pleasing to the eye. He can be described with an appropriate word: ugly and handsome.

He was dressed in a typical nightclub style, with a leather jacket and ripped jeans, a necklace hanging around his neck, and an eye-catching bright orange sweatshirt underneath. He also dyed his hair, matte gray-blue.

"What do you want me to help you with?"

He wears earrings, has a tattoo behind his ear, and speaks well.

Xiao Min's eyes were red, her hair was appropriately messy, her face was full of pear blossoms, and she looked pitiful. She opened her mouth and gasped softly: "I was given medicine, can you take me out?"

The other party looked surprised: "Who is so bold?"

"Guest in Room 88."

"Room 88."

He repeated it to himself, then waved his hand.

Just then, the manager on this floor came out of Room 86, followed by a waiter who had just gotten into trouble. The manager trotted forward and called out respectfully: "Master Fang."

When someone is called "Master" at a young age, it usually comes from someone with a background.

Then let’s call the man Mr. Fang for now.

Mr. Fang asked the manager: "What are the instructions for the guest in Room 88?"

The manager has heard someone report this: "Miss Shang said to throw it out."

Mr. Fang frowned: "Then why don't you throw it farther away?"

When Xiao Min heard this, he was dumbfounded: "You——"

Mr. Fang smiled gracefully. Yes, he is just a simple playboy: "Sorry, miss, the guest in room 88 is my ancestor."

He went to find his ancestors.

The manager called someone and dragged Xiao Min out.

Following the manager, the waiter who got into trouble was new. He had never seen Mr. Fang, so he asked the manager: "Who is Mr. Fang?"

The manager scolded him with a straight face: "You don't even know the big boss, do you still want to work?"

Oh, that big boss who runs a hospital at home but doesn’t inherit the family property properly and insists on sharing power banks, sharing mats, and sharing umbrellas.

I heard that Big Boss’s shared power banks, shared matzas, and shared umbrellas all failed, and they recently started sharing toilet paper.

The waiter thought to himself, this guy just has a lot of money and no place to burn it.

"Who is the guest in room 88?"

"Didn't you hear what the boss said just now?" The manager emphasized, "That's the boss's ancestor."

The waiter thought to himself: The boss’s ancestors are really young.

The manager also gave the newcomers some knowledge and said that private room No. 88 is not open to the public and only accommodates the boss's ancestors.

The waiter thought to himself: Although the boss is stupid, he is more important than filial piety.

Let’s talk about the owner of this nightclub, Mr. Fang.

Mr. Fang’s nickname: Fang Luming.

Mr. Fang’s alias: Fang Goutou.

Yes, he is the dog head who does not deserve to have a name in the business leader's address book. The dog head opened the door and walked into the private room No. 88.

"Ancestor, what have you done again?"

Don't get me wrong, I don't mean to complain.

Fang Luming didn't dare, he was afraid of Shang Ling Ling. Although he was also the dominant figure in the imperial capital, Fang Laoye, but one thing fell after another, and Shang Ling Ling was accurately stuck at the top of his food chain. He had seen the video of Shang Ling Ling repairing the body.

, high definition, no coding. He only watched it for a few minutes and didn't eat much for three days.

He didn't know why Shang Lingling sent him a video of the restoration of the body, and he didn't dare to ask.

He was afraid of Shang Ling Ling not only because of the video, but also for another reason - childhood shadow. Although he didn't want to admit it, he couldn't deny that he and Shang Ling Ling were real childhood sweethearts.

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Xiao Qingmei said: "I didn't do anything, I just made a little joke."

Fang Luming sat on the sofa on the left and moved in quietly, trying to stay as far away from her as possible: "This is Huacheng, and Lu Changan has a wide range of roads. If something goes wrong and she gets wind of it, I will also take a ride.

Can’t live.”

After all, Lu Changan came from the Lu family and had a wide network of contacts.

"I told you, I didn't do anything."

The business leader was too lazy to explain, so she randomly ordered a song: Ten Rabbits.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became eerie. Fang Luming touched the back of his neck and saw a string of rings on his fingers. Was that a ring? No, that was fashion.

The stylish Fang Dogou said: "Please keep asking me about your whereabouts in the winter."

"Ignore him." The business leader took the clean glass and filled it with wine again. She was actually a bit greedy, but she rarely drank in the past few years.

"What about the merchants?" Fang Goutou was quite serious, "Shang Baolan has joined Shanghua International, and your grandfather plans to let her take over part of the business."

Shang Baolan is the eldest lady of the merchant. Before she came to the merchant, her surname was He and her name was He Baolan.

After Shang Lingling's father Shang Huaixu passed away, Mr. Shang personally announced to the public that He Baolan was also Shang Huaixu's daughter and was born before marriage. Without a paternity test, the old man directly changed He Baolan's surname and made her a

The merchant’s genealogy. After that, the merchant had an additional daughter.

The businessman nodded, showing no interest.

Shanghua International is engaged in education, and its main business is aristocratic schools. Its business territory has expanded to many countries. It is no exaggeration to say that Shanghua International is a business empire.

Shang Baolan is an illegitimate daughter, and Shang Qingdong is an adopted son. Only Shang Lingling is the direct descendant of a serious businessman. Shang Lingling’s mother, Yang Shu, comes from the Yang family in the imperial capital. The Yang family monopolizes seven points of the domestic red wine market, including

Being born with a golden spoon means that the business leader is the leader. If she wanted to fight, Shang Baolan and Shang Qingdong would have nothing to do with each other.

But she didn't show her face until she turned eighteen.

"You don't plan to go back?"

The business leader frowned and said melancholy: "I haven't married Jing Zhao yet."

Fang Luming: "..."

It seems that the little devil will not let himself fall unless he gets the person.

"What if," Fang Luming had to be very alert when talking to the little devil, "I mean what if, if you haven't got the person yet, could it be that you have been hiding in Huacheng?"

The rotating laser light turned elsewhere, and the surroundings of the business leader darkened: "There is no such possibility."

"I said just in case."

"Nothing bad." The light came to favor her again, and it was particularly fond of her eyes, which were reflected very brightly. "I will definitely marry Jing Zhao."

Fang Luming, who changes his female companion more frequently than his hairstyle, doesn't understand the morbid obsession of business leaders. In his opinion, he is just a man. There are two-legged men all over the street. In addition to Jing Zhao and Zhao

Call for money, call for sun, call for Li. Take him as an example. If Sunny is disobedient, then change to Wendy, Cindy, Candy, and Judy.

Distracted?

It is impossible to be distracted in this life.

"You only want beauties, not businessmen?"

Look, what a dedicated doghead he is. He not only has to take care of the beauty of the business leader, but also takes care of her country.

You can't find such a dog head even if you use a lantern now.

The business leader was drinking wine and shaking her shoes. She was so drunk that she said lazily, "Who said I don't want the country?"

Of course they all do.

"Then have you made any progress?" As a dog-headed strategist, Fang Luming had half a dozen ideas at a time.

“Jing Zhao didn’t even give me his WeChat message.”

Fang Luming suddenly felt a chill on his back.

The little devil smiled at him: "Thank you for your great idea."

Oh.

Goutou doesn’t want to do it for a long time, okay?

Fang Luming felt that the business leader was his retribution for not being interested in Sunny, Wendy, Cindy, Candy and Judy.

All conscience, he took away his bank card!

He defended in a low voice: "You can't blame me, it's Jing Zhao who makes things difficult."

A pair of beautiful eyes looked over.

His eyes averted: "I'm not scolding him, I'm stating the facts."

The last person who scolded Jing Zhao was dragged out just now.
To be continued...