There is no doubt that Zhong Ling was aiming at Song Yueting with such a flattering smile.
It's really embarrassing for Wen Chu to be here.
When he first pursued Zhong Ling, she had not yet become famous.
Na Wen spent a lot of money to support her, and Fan Zheng reminded him at that time that actors are ruthless, so don't let all the money you spent go to waste in the end.
How could he listen at that time?
He was still mocking Fan Zheng behind his back, and the prostitutes he kept had no idea how many hands he had fallen on.
Although Zhong Ling is an actor, she is a bud that has never bloomed.
It's just that luck is something that is not very controllable, and it can't be stopped when it wants to come.
Zhong Ling quickly became famous and popular!
Na Wen always believed that he had a share of credit for this, and no matter what, he could still be regarded as half of Zhong Ling's bole, right?
But now, Zhong Ling slapped him in the face like this!
Just because he didn't speak to her in a biased manner that day at the Silk House, allowing Gu Qingdai to have the upper hand?
Nawen clenched his fists and hid them in his sleeves. Lian Beichuan had already been knocked out of his head, and when faced with Song Yueting, he dared not speak out in anger.
Lian Beichuan and Huo Jie were stunned. There is another good show tonight.
Song Yueting laughed loudly and caressed Zhong Ling's waist with one hand, intentionally or unintentionally, "It's okay, Boss Zhong likes it."
"People like her very much." Zhong Ling is as cute as a cat in love in spring.
Huo Jie had goosebumps all over his body. He looked at Lian Beichuan and almost vomited when he saw Shaodong's family.
Song Yueting and Zhong Ling flirted with each other without hiding from the crowd, and finally noticed that they were standing aside and not sitting.
"Hey, isn't this the young master? Are you here to support Boss Zhong today?" Song Yueting was the first to speak, giving Na Wen a step up.
Na Wenshan stood up with a smile and bowed respectfully to Song Yueting, "Hello, Mr. Song, and hello, Boss Zhong."
Song Yueting was only three or four years older than him, but he already controlled the entire Caogang.
How would outsiders know that Song Yueting was a guest at their house?
Hong Tao was already old, and he still had to grovel to please Song Yueting when he saw him, let alone his son?
They used to be close friends, but now they don't dare to raise their heads to look at each other. Na Wen is afraid that Song Yueting will get angry.
Zhong Ling was also very indifferent, as if he didn't know Na Wen.
That's right, she has a bigger and thicker backer, so what does smell mean?
A piece of trash who doesn't even dare to stand up for her in the silk shop.
Even if Zhong Ling saw this opportunity tonight and completely distanced herself from Na Wen in front of Song Yueting, Na Wen could only break his teeth and swallow it in his stomach.
Nawen forced himself to calm down, because there was a more important thing waiting for him to do.
That is to introduce Lian Beichuan and Song Yueting to each other.
These two happened to be sitting next to each other, and they were both important figures in Luancheng. Whoever took the initiative to strike up a conversation would lose their status.
"It's hard to get a ticket for Boss Zhong to take the stage. Today, I am lucky enough to have the blessing of Mr. Lian."
When I heard that, I was about to introduce him to Beichuan.
Song Yueting stood up directly from the armchair, walked towards Lian Beichuan and offered him his hands with great enthusiasm.
Even Beichuan hurriedly made a humble gesture and stood up to greet Song Yueting politely.
"I've heard about Mr. Song's name for a long time, and today I saw him and his reputation is indeed well-deserved."
Lian Beichuan was a little shocked to find that Song Yueting was not as ferocious as the legend said.
Except that the flirting and flirting between Shicai and Zhong were too greasy, the hostility still existed under normal circumstances, and those deep-set eyes contained too much elusiveness.
Nawen was the first to flee the theater, and even Beichuan guessed that he never wanted to listen to a play again in his life.
He and Huo Jie didn't stay long. Today's trip was just to discuss Na Wen.
He initially concluded that Na Hongtao was not the mastermind behind the scenes, and became angry after contacting Nawen. He even felt that their father and son were not the ones who sneaked into Gu Qingdai's room.
The Na family and his son were too afraid of getting into trouble and did not have a strong desire for money.
"That Wen and Fan Zheng are worthy of being in the same house. They are both unlucky masters."
Huo Jie followed Lian Beichuan back to the Lian family mansion in the south of the city. This is a new residence that Lian Beichuan built just last year.
The interior decoration is mostly in Western style, and there are plans to have electric lights and telephones in the near future.
However, only Lian Beichuan lives in this mansion, and the entire Lian family lives in the ancient deep mansion compound in the north of the city.
Lian Beichuan threw the gown he had changed into to the servant who came to serve him, "I'm not afraid of you, but he dares to take this risk, so let's follow his line."
The two of them went straight into the study. Huo Jie took the wine glasses and filled each of them with a glass of rice wine.
"Actually, we don't have much contact with that company, so it's a bit difficult to keep an eye on it. But we can start with those craftsmen."
Lian Beichuan drank a whole glass of rice wine, "Don't be too deliberate, Gu Qingdai is as smart as a fox. Don't wait for the other party to find out, let her see through it first."
"Don't worry, I'll go look for someone right now and see what identity is suitable for sneaking into the teahouse."
"The old, weak, sick and disabled around her are useless. Find two people who are skilled and knowledgeable."
Huo Jie stared at him with great interest, which made Lian Beichuan feel very scared.
"I'm not really afraid that she will be killed. It doesn't matter whether she dies or not, the key is the treasure map."
Huo Jie smiled and yawned: "Second Master, do you think what you said is different from 'traitor'?"
Lian Beichuan still wanted to argue, but Huo Jie had already excused himself from sleepiness and went back to his room to rest, leaving him alone and messy in the study.
Then, as expected, he lost sleep. On the one hand, it was because of Gu Qingdai, and on the other hand, he thought of Song Yueting.
The fundamental purpose of establishing the Chamber of Commerce was to compete with the Cao Gang, so he and Song Yueting naturally became enemies.
The current calm situation is not a good sign. He needs to take precautions before they happen. For example, Lian's Trading Company will soon arrive at the dock for a batch of goods...
The next morning, not long after Lian Beichuan fell asleep, he was awakened by Huo Jie's rude knock on the door.
There was a message from the Lian family's old house. Lian Beichuan's grandmother, Mrs. Lian, accidentally fell down last night.
I asked the doctor to go to the house and see that the old man had no broken bones and that he would be fine if he rested in bed for a while.
But if something like this happened, of course Lian Beichuan had to go home and care about his grandmother.
Halfway through the journey, Huo Jie suddenly reminded the young host: "Would you like to bring some Dahongpao back to the old lady?"
"I actually forgot about this problem." Lian Beichuan immediately asked the driver to turn around and go to a large house deep in the street.
In fact, even the old lady is not particular about drinking tea. Besides, what kind of tea does Lian's Trading Company not have?
Even the old lady went for that person.
That man was Mrs. Lian's distant cousin, named Xu Xuannian. When they were young, they were separated alive by beatings at home.
Time flies by and most of my life has passed. Even the old man has passed away long ago, and Xu Xuannian's wife has also been away for a long time.
In the past few years, the two old people often met and reminisced about old times in the name of making tea and had a great time chatting.
Master Lian was very dissatisfied with this and did not dare to stop it easily due to his filial piety.
Even Beichuan didn't care so much, as long as his grandmother was happy, that was better than anything else.
Xu Xuannian was a great Confucian. He had served as an official in the previous dynasty and had considerable knowledge in tea ceremony.
As soon as Lian Beichuan entered the room and explained his intention, Xu Xuannian couldn't sit still.
He filled the cup with tea while changing his clothes, and asked Lian Beichuan to take him back to the Lian family's old house quickly.
It was Xu Xuannian's youngest daughter who blocked his way, showed the greeting card in her hand and scolded: "Old man, you have made people reject you five or six times. Are you going to break your appointment today?"
"If you break the appointment, just break the appointment!" How could Xu Xuannian still have the heart to entertain guests at home?
"It's late, old man. Miss Gu has been waiting outside for a long time."
Lian Beichuan's heart suffocated. Miss Gu couldn't be... Gu Qingdai, right? This chapter has been completed!