Yang Yanrong sighed melancholy, stood at the high place and looked at the sparkling lake surface. A crescent moon had already climbed into the air, pouring out thousands of silver lights, and the world seemed to be covered with a piece of silver gauze.
In the swaying autumn wind, there is an indescribable sadness.
This era is still too backward! Yang Yanrong sighed inwardly, how many strange women are like Xie Wanting in this world? Apart from Xiao Yinping, who loves arithmetic, she is Xie Wanting who likes inventions, she knows others
All of them are people in the world who dance with guns and sticks, or literati who only know how to write poetry and painting. Who in this era has ever considered what the world will be like in the future?
"For such a starry night, who can stand in the middle of the night for the wind and dew? Brother Yang, I'm so lucky!" A burst of laughter behind him interrupted Yang Yanrong's contemplation.
"Haha, it turns out it's Brother Murong! I don't even know when you came." Yang Yanrong looked back and saw that Murong Fu was walking slowly, holding a fan in his hand, shaking his step.
Suddenly, it seemed so cool. Yang Yanrong put away his thoughts and laughed: "What a blessing? It's too dark and I can't sleep. Brother Murong, you are such a talent. The weather is still blowing.
If you don’t know, you think you are a top-notch man with a strong energy and a fierce and powerful dragon. Those who know you will definitely think, Oh, this guy is really sick. Is it suitable for fanning this weather?"
When Murong Fu heard this, his face froze and threw away the fan he had started, and said with a smile: "Brother Yang said so much. I looked at the literati and poets carrying a fan with him, and he looked very gentle, haha,
I didn't expect that there were so many fans saying that it seemed that I would never fan again in the future."
Yang Yanrong laughed in his heart, but said, "Brother Murong's words are wrong. It is normal to fan the fan. If you don't fan the fan when it's hot, you'll be afraid that you will get sick. Who says that only literati can fan it.
Fan? I'll fan too, haha..."
Murong Fu shook his head. This guy is really a difficult person. He is really a waste of water and can't get in. After talking for a long time, he didn't even get into the edge. He didn't want to talk to this guy about fanning topics, so
He bowed and said, "Brother Yang, how are you thinking about that matter? In a while, these three days will be over."
Yang Yanrong pretended to be shocked and said, "What are you thinking about? Alas, you also know that I was kidnapped by Xiao Hanyan's woman last night, and I am still in shock until now. Alas, what is it really
I can't remember it! It seems that I have to go back and ask someone to stew some pig brain soup and replenish my brain."
Murong Fu almost vomited blood after being swallowed. Do you still need to nourish your brain? He is as semen as an old fox. If he hadn't been using you now, I would have stabbed you with a fucking sword.
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"It's just that I'm giving the management rights of Concubine Xiao from Nanqi Province to me. Brother Yang, have you remembered it?" Murong Fu suppressed his anger and smiled with a shy face: "We have agreed to three days
I will reply to me later." The Murong family in Jiangnan is a famous family. Not only in the martial arts world, but also in the literati class, but also in the officialdom. With his usual arrogant personality, how could he talk to people so humblely?
?If it weren't for the overall situation, who could afford to be a brother in the world?
Yang Yanrong slapped his forehead and said with a "sudden enlightenment": "Oh, I remembered it, what you were talking about, I really remembered it." Yang Yanrong can be regarded as having seen countless people, so I can't see it.
This kid was already very upset. Since he had fooled him enough and had gotten angry that day, it was time to talk about the serious matter now.
Murong Fu was overjoyed and said, "It's great that Brother Yang can remember it. This is Shuangying's business. I'm really afraid that Brother Yang will forget it, hahahaha."
"But I still think that 60% of the profit is a bit too low. Brother Murong, you also know that I have a close relationship with Brother Shangguan Peng, the leader of the Green Forest Road in Nanqi Province. He also mentioned this matter to me that day.
"Yang Yanrong looked at Murong Fu's increasingly ugly face, and a smile appeared invisible on the corner of his mouth. Grandma, I want to send me 60% of the profit. This is doing business, you can pay back the money,
I asked for a price all over the place. Anyway, the concubine laughed unique to me, and no one else wanted it. This is called monopoly, do you know?
Murong Fu seemed to have been beaten in his heart. He looked at Yang Yanrong coldly and said, "Brother Yang, what do you mean? Could it be that you want to go back on your word?"
Yang Yanrong smiled and said, "This is a bad word. Brother Murong, you know that I am a businessman, a businessman. Of course, what I mean is to maximize the interests. Brother Shangguan not only has good friends with me, but also he is in the middle of the seven southern provinces.
I believe the power of yours will not be worse than your Brother Murong. Besides, Brother Shangguan promised me a 70% profit. Brother Murong, tell me, if it were you, what choice would you make?"
Murong Fu's mouth twitched, wishing he could tear the person in front of him into pieces. Although he only came today, he knew what had happened in the past two days. Yang Yanrong didn't know what tricks he used to follow Shangguan Peng, the old man.
The guy calls me brother and the relationship is not bad. Sang Yuchu and Shangguan Xiangyun are even more good friends. Now, if he really wants to take over the agency rights of the Southern Qi Provinces, he will definitely not give this kid some sweetness.
I will agree, hum, I really didn't expect that Shangguan Peng would come to Ganhe and kick in. I used to underestimate you.
At first he doubted the correctness of Yang Yanrong's words, but it is indeed difficult for people to believe that Yang Yanrong's words are half true and half false. However, Shangguan Peng has gradually faded out of the martial arts world in recent years, and has strictly restricted his subordinates from fighting.
Those who are not allowed to rob a family are signs of gradually changing toward Baidao. In Suzhou and Hangzhou, there are also Shangguan family's industries, which makes Murong Fu have to believe that Shangguan Peng really intends to take over these seven southern provinces.
The concubine laughs at the right to manage the right.
"75% of the time, Brother Yang, how about I give you 75% of the time?" Murong Fu gritted his teeth and said, "If it is higher, you can leave it to Shangguan Peng!"
Yang Yanrong smiled and shook his head and said, "Brother Murong, do you really think that I, Mr. Yang, is a person who is tempted by money? I only have one condition, pay a deposit of three years first, 18 million chunks of silver, and I will do it too.
I will give you 70% of the profit, and I think you know that I still have 50 million yuan in debt waiting for me to pay it back."
One thousand eight million coins? Murong Fu couldn't help but take a deep breath when he heard this!