Seeing the person coming, Madam Sang couldn't help but scream in surprise, then she quickly squeezed her face and ran forward to flatter him.
Mr. Zhang?
Chen Mo wondered, could it be the young master from the county captain's family?
It must be!
There are not many wealthy families named Zhang in the city. Considering that Madam Sang has such a low profile, Zhang Chengwen is the only one.
After confirming this, Chen Mo took a closer look.
After all, there is a feud between the two.
Although they have never met, they are connected by Cao Meng's shit-stirring stick, and they can be considered to have a close relationship.
There will be another head-on confrontation today.
Unlike Chen Mo's indifference, Wang Jun's expression has been constantly changing since he saw Zhang Chengwen's face.
From the initial surprise, to the solemnity in the middle, to the final dejection.
It perfectly explains what it means to be wonderful.
Zhang Chengwen has a feminine appearance and a fierceness hidden in his triangular eyes. He is a typical smiling tiger.
Coupled with the luxurious clothes, it became the look that Chen Mo hated the most.
When he spoke at this moment, his tone sounded gentle, but in reality his words were like a knife.
"Mother Sang, what do you mean? I can't come?"
"If this is really the case, I can only wish Baihualou's business to become more and more prosperous."
These two words made Madam Sang's eyelids jump in shock.
Zhang Chengwen is not scary, but his father is scary.
The dignified county captain, the third most powerful person in Baihe County, is not someone who can be offended easily.
"Mr. Zhang has misunderstood. How dare I not welcome you, old lady?"
After Madam Sang finished speaking, she quickly led Zhang Chengwen to sit down.
"You can tell me anything. As long as the old lady can do it, I'm sure she won't even hiccup."
"That's still a sentence."
As Zhang Chengwen spoke, he raised his eyes and glanced at Chen Mo and Wang Jun. He snorted coldly and twitched the corners of his mouth. How could he be so proud?
When he turned to look at Yaoyao, he felt condescending again.
The eyes are the windows to the soul, and Madam Sang is very good at observing people's emotions, so she immediately understood Zhang Chengwen's intention.
"Mr. Zhang, are you here for Yaoyao today?"
"What do you think?"
Zhang Chengwen asked instead without answering, his eyes roaming around Yaoyao's body unscrupulously.
This made Yaoyao very uncomfortable, so she asked.
"Since Mr. Zhang came to the slave family, why didn't he enter the venue and why didn't he show his sincerity in the lucky bag?"
"You damn girl, why are you talking to Mr. Zhang?" Madam Sang scolded.
"It doesn't matter." Zhang Chengwen stood up and said, "To be honest, because of my status, I don't want to show up in front of everyone, so as not to affect my father's reputation. As for sincerity, isn't it enough for me to come in person?"
"But……"
"Don't talk."
As soon as Yaoyao opened her mouth, she was interrupted by Madam Sang.
He turned to look at Zhang Chengwen, using all his flattery.
"You are right, it is the greatest sincerity to come, but..."
"But what?" Zhang Chengwen frowned.
"But this prince has also expressed great sincerity. The old woman has said everything in front of everyone, so she can't do anything that breaks her promise, right? So, as for who Yaoyao will go with, please tell me.
Young Master, you can discuss it yourself, do you think it’s okay?”
"I'm fine, what about you?"
Zhang Chengwen nodded with a smile and looked at Wang Jun.
"I……"
Wang Jun finally regained consciousness and sat on the wax again on the spot.
If you say there is a problem, then you are going to challenge the son of the county captain's family?
How can the mere Wang family survive?
The two uncles were able to say something, but the problem was that they might not agree if a brothel girl went to have a grudge against Zhang Chengwen.
But if you don't take a stand, you will have to give Yaoyao away.
Not willing to give in!
In a dilemma, Wang Jun hesitated and was speechless.
Seeing this, Zhang Chengwen walked directly in front of him.
"No matter which family you are from, please show me some respect today. Miss Yaoyao, I must take her away."
"Mr. Zhang, a gentleman has the beauty of a man, and a gentleman will not fight for love with a knife, so..." Wang Jun mustered up his courage.
"So what?"
Before he finished speaking, Zhang Chengwen snatched him away.
"I……"
Wang Jun couldn't help but take a step back, not daring to look at each other again.
"Let me ask you again, Miss Yaoyao, are you with you or with me today?"
"and……"
"say."
Zhang Chengwen grabbed Wang Jun and dragged him directly to him, questioning him with a fierce look in his eyes.
"Tell me, whose name is Yaoyao?"
"Zhang, Mr. Zhang's." Wang Jun was frightened and replied with a pale face, "I just came here to join in the fun, I didn't want to take Yaoyao away."
"In that case, please." Zhang Chengwen pushed Wang Jun away and pointed to the door, "Be careful what you say when you go out, otherwise you will bear the consequences."
"I know, I know how to say it."
Wang Jun nodded, glanced at Yaoyao lustfully, and walked out dejectedly.
Yaoyao, on the other hand, shook her head sadly.
Being changed hands back and forth without even asking yourself, what is the difference between this and buying and selling goods?
"Mother Sang, who is he?"
After sending Wang Jun away, Zhang Chengwen focused on Chen Mo.
"Here, please sit down and listen to me slowly."
Madam Sang handed Zhang Chengwen tea, asked him to sit down, and vividly told the story about Chen Mo.
After listening, Zhang Chengwen burst into laughter.
"You are an interesting person. If you are interested, you can live in my other courtyard from now on."
"What do you mean, Mr. Zhang?" Chen Mo asked with a slight smile.
"You should know, disciple, right?" Zhang Chengwen explained, "Although I am not a scholar, I admire people with high literary talent. There are many people with outstanding talents and learning in my other courtyard. You should also become my disciple."
"What exactly do you do when you become a hanger-on?"
Of course Chen Mo knew the meaning of retainer. It originated in the Spring and Autumn Period and mainly served as the master's counselor and bodyguard.
When necessary, it may also develop into the employer's private arm.
The fourth son of the Warring States Period was famous for supporting his retainers.
However, Zhang Chengwen was so virtuous and capable that he dared to compare himself to the four princes of the Warring States Period, and his purpose of recruiting more followers was probably not serious business.
Sure enough, Zhang Chengwen said this directly.
"The retainers that I keep only need to accompany you to eat, drink and have fun. There is no other job like this in the world, right?"
"I really can't find it. It's a pity..."
Halfway through the words, Chen Mo started to lose his temper.
"What's a pity?" Zhang Chengwen asked.
"It's a pity that you have found the wrong person." Chen Mo said with a smile, "I don't want to be a hanger-on. I just want to finish today's affairs quickly and go home to have a good sleep."
"What do you mean, you really want a toad to eat swan meat?" Zhang Chengwen sneered again and again.
"Who is the toad talking about?" Chen Mo asked with a smile.
"Of course the toad is talking about you." Zhang Chengwen shouted angrily, and Zhang Chengwen reacted, "How dare you play tricks on me, what's your name?"
"Don't change your name if you want to do it, don't change your surname if you do it, Chen Mo."
"What did you say, Chen Mo?"
Hearing this name, Zhang Chengwen stood up abruptly.
The triangular eyes suddenly flashed with murderous intent.