The encounter with Ms. Li was just an accidental glimpse, just like meeting an acquaintance suddenly. Stopping and chatting for a few words, there was not too much sighing and sighing, and there was no endless inquiring. It was just an understatement and less than a few words, and then it was like Fellow traveler A and fellow traveler B, each return to his own road, and no one will affect the other.
I came to the shop I opened on Rouge Street in Miaoyufang. After a few months away, everything here has not changed. The store has expanded a lot and is much more stylish. After Lu Ning left, Lu Yan has been taking his place. My sister manages the aloe vera cultivation base in Jiangdu for Meng Xinghe, and occasionally goes to the workshop to help transport the laundered goods that are already finished products. With Master Chai taking care of it in other states and counties, the market is getting wider and wider every day. He is almost always busy thinking about how to make more money, so that Lu Yan, who is not as idle as before, has also started from a dandy boy who used to hang out in Jiangdu with the help of his censor father, and now he has started to be a good person. He knew he had become a good man, so much so that when Meng Xinghe saw him, he shouldn't have believed when his playboy brother-in-law became like this.
Lu Yan also seemed to see that the man in Tsing Yi outside the store looked familiar. It was not Meng Xinghe. He immediately went out to greet him and called his brother-in-law happily. Then everyone else in the store stared at the plainly dressed Meng Xinghe with incredulous eyes. , it turns out that the real boss is like this.
Meng Xinghe smiled faintly and walked up to the second floor. Lu Yan followed. The employees in the store below were all well-trained and trained. They were just surprised that they returned to normal after a short while and continued working.
Chai Shao and Wang Guinian were both on the second floor. Meng Xinghe walked over and sat next to them. He drank hot tea to warm himself up, then took out a letter from his body and threw it on the table, "Second brother, I will Just know that this person has completely disappeared,"
Mr. Chai picked it up and took a look. Oh my god, everyone in the Ma family is not dead yet.
Meng Xinghe knew that the man named Ma Ji would never survive the day after tomorrow. He was just killing someone. Now to the people of the Dragon Gang, it was already a child's play.
Neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere seemed rather depressed. Mr. Chai picked a topic and asked Meng Xinghe, "Third brother, you haven't been back to Jiangdu for a long time. Do you want to go to the Dragon Gang's headquarters to have a look?"
Meng Xinghe stopped: "No, I'll leave it to you. I can rest assured. The old man has said that I'd better not take care of my personal affairs too much now. As for future business matters and gang affairs, second brother, you are solely responsible for it, so go free." Do,"
Mr. Chai scratched his head and said, "Fine," and then handed Meng Xinghe a thick stack of ledgers beside him.
"This is," Meng Xinghe took it, good guy, it's really heavy.
Mr. Chai was somewhat arrogant and said: "This is the account book of the Long Gang's business over the past year. Third brother, you are the shopkeeper after all, so you can take a look at it."
This year, no matter how big or small everything was, Mr. Chai, the logistics minister, was taking care of it. Meng Xinghe had done almost nothing. When he heard that it was a ledger, he flipped through it a few times, then threw it aside and said: "Second brother, You still think that I haven’t looked at the account books enough in the past two days. Just talk about the profits, and then allocate a batch of money to do something substantial for the people of Jiangdu, build a bridge, pave a road, build a few schools, and give porridge When delivering food, the louder it is, the better. It is best to let the people all over Jiangdu know that it is my Laundering Trading Company that is doing this."
Mr. Chai nodded: "I have thought about this a long time ago. Even if I want to be kind, I still have to publicize our cleansing."
Meng Xinghe nodded in agreement. He didn't need to worry about these things. He could just count the money behind his back.
We have already talked about the business ahead. Young Master Chai, who was always very dissolute after the business was done, asked Meng Xinghe unabashedly if he wanted to go out for a walk.
Mr. Meng stood up and said, "I'm not going. My wife is still at home waiting for me to go back for dinner."
The three of them fainted immediately. Brother Meng was really tough.
Meng Xinghe knew that these three people understood what he meant and did not sit in the shop for a long time, so he left first. As for Mr. Chai, Wang Guinian, and Lu Yan, the three old birds certainly didn't sit there for long and they were familiar with the roads. I walked to the street in front of the shop and went to have fun.
In front of the door of Wanhua Building, Meng Xinghe who came to hang out just stopped and looked up twice, and then two young girls who looked good and were not very old were standing in front of the door. They pulled him in. Meng Xinghe pulled him in. Your Excellency is no longer the Mr. Hualiu who didn’t care about being fat or thin. When he comes here, it’s just Miss Mengdie inside. As her prospective husband, Mr. Meng has the need to come and sit with us. It’s just two chicks. , pulled and dragged him, almost cruelly, to the old madam. Seeing that the young lady brought him in, the old madam saw that he was just a scholar in plain clothes and probably didn't have much money on him. He said disdainfully, "Looking at the young master's clothes, he is a foreigner."
Meng Xinghe shook his head, glanced upstairs, and said, "Is Miss Mengdie upstairs?"
The madam was obviously shocked. No one knew about the return of Miss Mengdie, the famous oiran of Wanhua Tower. Otherwise, the guests who came here would have trampled Wanhua Tower. She looked up and down at Meng Xinghe, and she really couldn't see it. Not knowing what this man was capable of, he got angry and said: "Mengdie has left Wanhua Tower a long time ago, the young master still chooses..." Before he could finish speaking, the old bustard already had a heavy piece of silver in his hand.
"Stop talking nonsense, go up and tell Mengdie that the playboy wants him to accompany you for a drink," Meng Xinghe just finished speaking, and the people around who came to the brothel to have fun immediately pricked up their ears.
"What, Miss Mengdie has returned to Wanhua Tower,"
There was a roar of discussion, like a thunder that broke the pot. Countless people rushed to the corridor to the second floor to stop the madam. They took out their money and offered to make sure the madam invited Miss Mengdie out.
Facing the mountains of money around him, the Madam was a little embarrassed, "I'm sorry, gentlemen, but just now this playboy has offered a price for Miss Mengdie to accompany him,"
"What," everyone heard this thunderbolt, and a wealthy voice in the crowd said: "I will pay twice as much as he pays," after saying this, a man with a round waist, a big belly, a short stature, and a square head came out. He walked out, probably because he was afraid that others would not know that he was rich. Both hands were covered with golden rings, which made him look even more explosive.
The old bustard was obviously more concerned about the price offered by the man. He took Meng Xinghe's money and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, Mr. Playboy."
Meng Xinghe was not angry. Instead, he took the money that the madam had exchanged for him, looked at the short middle-aged man who offered him double the price, and then told a joke that sounded funny to others, saying: "Since you have a lot of money, I don’t know if you dare to make a bet with me,”
"Please tell me," the middle-aged man with money didn't believe this evil. Although the man in front of him was younger than him and good-looking, places like brothels have always been in the flesh business and only care about money. He had a lot of money in his pocket. Money, why are you still afraid of a poor scholar? He even decided that just to save his face in front of so many people tonight, it would be okay to give away a thousand gold.
Seeing how courageous he was, Meng Xinghe was quite impressed and said, "I haven't asked you for your surname yet."
"The God of Wealth in the South China Sea,"
Meng Xinghe smiled and said: "It turns out they are people who came from the south. No wonder they are so arrogant in Jiangdu. Please listen carefully. The next thing we are going to make is that we will stand here and show off our magical powers. Who can win the dream?" If Miss Die please come out, whoever wins will win."
The God of Wealth in the South China Sea laughed loudly: "Then I will definitely win,"
Meng Xinghe, who had already decided to win, made a move to let the God of Wealth of the South China Sea clear first.
The God of Wealth of the South China Sea walked to the stairs leading to the second floor and said: "This time I came to China, I didn't bring many things unique to the South China Sea. It happened that I had a night-light pearl that I carried with me. I will give it to Miss Mengdie today. I express my admiration." Hearing this, not far behind the Nanhai God of Wealth, the attendants of the Nanhai God of Wealth held up a large box. After opening it, a dazzling white light shot out from inside, even though he had seen countless luminous pearls. Meng Xinghe also secretly lamented that this pearl is indeed an unparalleled giant.
When such a rare treasure was taken out from the hands of the God of Wealth in the South China Sea, those watching the excitement were guessing that Miss Mengdie upstairs would definitely come out. Even the madam had to fight for the huge luminous pearl. He shouted upstairs: "Mengdie, come out and see what a wonderful baby it is."
The eyes of the old bustard were filled with the desire to take it as his own, but there was no movement upstairs. At this moment, Lord Meng was very patient. He waited for a long time before looking at the God of Wealth in the South China Sea and said, "Do you want more?" Wait a little longer, maybe Miss Mengdie is still dressing up up there,"
The God of Wealth in the South China Sea looked stiff, "I would like to see what price you can offer, which can be better than the price of the night pearl in my hand."
Mr. Meng only had the most valuable ingot of silver from before, so what other treasures could there be? He didn't say much, turned his head, turned his back to everyone, stretched out a few fingers and put them to his mouth, and made a frivolous gesture. In my previous life, when I was in college, I always liked to seduce pretty seniors on the street and make them look back.
The sound is very loud, which is all due to Mr. Meng's long-term training. No wonder, when he was in college, many senior students favored him. This was completely the focus of attention.
Then, with a bit of a scoundrel look, he looked upstairs and shouted: "Daughter-in-law, is the rice ready?"
Everyone was in an uproar. Such a shameless thing could not be done by a person who has read poetry and books. It was simply extremely shameless.
Meng Xinghe ignored all the comments and disdain and quietly waited for the response from upstairs.
The same time passed, but there was no movement upstairs. At this time, some people were already laughing at Miss Mengdie because she was different, so she would easily take advantage of such a shameless prostitute.
However, just when everyone was still wanting to laugh at her, a maid hurriedly ran in in front of the Wanhua Building.
"Xiao Cui, where is your young lady?" the madam interrupted and asked. Meng Die's personal maid ran from outside. Could it be that Meng Die is not upstairs?
Xiaocui gasped and spat out her pink tongue, handing a roll of notes to Meng Xinghe.
"My young lady asked me to send a message to the young master, Hanshan Temple and the small pond. I would like to revisit the old dream with my husband, and we will fly high together as mandarin ducks."
Xiaocui laughed and called Meng Xinghe: "Uncle," then pushed him and said, "Uncle, my lady has been waiting for you for an hour, why are you still standing there?"
Meng Xinghe, who felt a little unexpected, first opened the note written by Mengdie to him, then looked at the Nanhai God of Wealth, who was also smiling like him, bowed and said: "Mr. Youlao will return to Nanhai and tell Mr. Xiao that I will definitely give her granddaughter to you." Raised white and fat,"
The God of Wealth in the South China Sea was a little shocked by Meng Xinghe's way of speaking, but he still smiled and said: "My young lady's uncle is really different. I will remember to visit the South China Sea with my young lady often. I love my young lady very much."
Meng Xinghe remembered the words of the God of Wealth in the South China Sea, and the next moment, he rushed to Hanshan Temple. He had no choice but to find his wife waiting for a tryst somewhere. There must have been another thunderstorm that stirred up the earth's fire. Could he not fight with all his strength?