However, Old Master Qin continued, "I am the only one who is a treasure grandson like her, so I have to choose from thousands of choices and not be vague."

"That's right." Mr. Shang said: "It's just that with Qingqing's identity, Haicheng is probably difficult to pick someone who is worthy of her."

The more Shen Qingqiu listened to this, the more wrong he was.

Sure enough, the next second I heard Mr. Qin ask Mr. Shang: "I wonder if there is a suitable candidate there?"

The two exchanged their eyes and quickly reached a certain consensus, "After you say that, I really have one here."

Before he could finish his words, he saw Mr. Shang's confidant come in in a hurry, and he murmured against Mr. Shang's low voice.

Immediately afterwards, Mr. Shang, who had always been happy and angry, looked shaking, "Are you reading it wrong?"

The butler looked at Mr. Shang with a serious expression, "It's true!"

Mr. Shang stood up and stretched out the wrinkles that did not exist on his clothes, "Take me in and bring someone in!"

Mr. Shang had just stepped forward when footsteps came from the door.

Everyone couldn't help but look in the sound.

I saw a tall and tall figure walking in slowly.

The man was wearing a black suit, and the well-tailored suit decorated his tall figure. The suit was meticulously tidy, and his body exuded an innate noble spirit, with a breathtaking oppression.

His delicate eyebrows and eyes were a little cold, his thin lips were slightly pursed, and his black eyes were like bottomless black holes, making people unable to guess and see clearly, revealing fatal danger.

The crystal lamp outlined his clear facial contour and highlighted the uncoverable edge of his body.

He walked towards everyone without squinting, and his eyes easily captured Shen Qingqiu's existence.

Although his eyes remained for a moment, the corners of his lips were still raised upwards, revealing a smile that seemed to be there and not be able to be there.

The huge living room seemed narrow and cramped because of Fu Tingshen's arrival.

Everyone looked at Fu Tingshen in unison and whispered:

"Who is this man?"

"I haven't seen it before, I guess it's a big deal. I haven't seen Mr. Shang, and I have gotten up to greet him in person."

"Can it be the heavyweight guest that Mr. Shang mentioned?"

As we all know, the existence of Haicheng merchants is not as irreplaceable as the Qin family.

The reason why we have been able to stay in the four major families in Haicheng over the years is only because of the merchant behind it.

It is said that the merchant behind Haicheng merchants is the real king.

Even Mr. Shang himself is not worth mentioning in front of this merchant.

At this time, Mr. Shang had already walked up to greet him in person.

After five years, the man in front of him was more calm and restrained than before, but his indifferent and noble aura was a bit overwhelming.

Even with the blessing of time, Mr. Shang, who was over 70 years old, naturally showed unprecedented respect and fear the moment he saw Fu Tingshen.

Fu Tingshen looked at Mr. Shang and raised his thin lips, "Old Shang, I'll come uninvited to disturb me."

His cold voice rang out slowly, making him tense all over his body.

Mr. Shang was immediately flattered, "What is Mr. Fu saying? It is our great honor to be willing to come."

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Mr. Shang’s attitude towards Fu Tingshen can be said to be too polite.

Although the merchant's status in Haicheng is not as good as that of the Qin family, with Mr. Shang's current status, he is not as polite to Fu Tingshen.

"Mr. Fu, please." Mr. Shang personally led Fu Tingshen in and gave up the main position.


Chapter completed!