Grumpy host, she just wants to do business

Chapter 299: No. 44 cannot let down Qingqing ([-])
The man nodded, expressing his understanding.

Miss Bai put down her pipe and asked, "Then what are your plans now?"

Shen Jijin looked down, and someone suddenly opened the dressing room.

The man's obsidian-like beautiful eyes narrowed dangerously, and an invisible storm spread wantonly in them.

"Who?"

As soon as the door opened, the adjutant looked anxious: "Young Marshal, Madam is here."

As soon as Shen Jijin heard this, the hostility in his body dropped significantly.

Originally, I thought that the Young Marshal would definitely be angry, after all, everyone knows how ruthless the Young Marshal is.

Besides, this is official business. With the temper of the young marshal, everything is official.

Unexpectedly, the man asked in a good mood.

"Where is she now?"

The adjutant was also taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect the lord to ask such a question at all.

He hesitated and said: "Ma'am, she was forced to go on stage...to sing...a song..."

The man's good mood was swept away in an instant, and the wheelchair moved into the hall at an extremely fast speed.

Miss Bai suddenly became interested, and sighed: "Your wife is really a strange woman."

It was like making such a cold-blooded man lose his mind.

Miss Bai did not expect that this lady is not only a strange woman, but also very strange.

Tan Sang was quite speechless in the face of being forced to sing.

She was obviously here to catch someone raping.

How did it become like this? !
She just heard Xiao Xiang say that the pretty girl came to Paramount to meet her sweetheart.

The most important thing is that this good friend has been with Shen Jijin for several years, and has always been his confidante.

They have been scattered for so many years, and they have never left.

Presumably it also occupies a large place in Shen Jijin's heart.

She couldn't stand their instigation and came here.

But as soon as he entered here, he was pushed onto the stage by a middle-aged woman. Seeing Tan Sang stop, the middle-aged woman next to him hurriedly urged her.

"Hey my eldest lady, you still don't sing after all this time?"

He didn't even see the side of the young commander-in-chief, and he didn't even finish checking the situation in the dance hall. Hearing the urging of the woman, he turned around in surprise and asked, "You, want me to sing?"

The woman smiled slightly, seeing her look a little contemptuous.

"Girl, didn't I say that you have fallen to me, and you are still trying to save face like this?

It looks like you haven't been on stage yet, have you?

I give you this opportunity because I am optimistic about you. You know, how many people are asking for such an opportunity. "

Tan Sang rubbed her temples, smiled awkwardly, and knew that the woman had misunderstood her simple cheongsam.

How could she tell this man that she was not a dancer here?
There is a smile in Tan Sang's eyes, and the tails of his eyes are slightly raised, exuding an indescribable calm and unique temperament.

At first glance, he is a malleable talent.

The woman didn't want to miss out on such a cash cow, so she tried to persuade her.

"It's normal, and I can't see you like this, but tonight is a big event, that hot young marshal—we can't afford to blame him."

Tan Sang was speechless.

What do you mean you can't afford to offend the Young Marshal?Can you offend the young marshal's wife?
But suddenly there was a hint of interest in his eyes: "I see, thank you for reminding me."

The woman looked at her and added a little smile, "Don't be polite to me, everything is arranged on stage, as long as you try your voice on stage, this man will jump into your hands .”

And... singing again?
"..."

Tan Sang's obvious smile froze, and she asked again: "Do you really want to sing?"

The middle-aged woman was taken aback by her question, "Of course, otherwise how could this man see you?"

(End of this chapter)