Fast Through the Villain, Sweet and Wild

When the business negotiation was almost over, Sha Zhemao heard the owner of the Liyuan shout loudly, Let Miss Rong bring Farewell My Concubine to everyone!

Sha Zhemao wiped the sweat from his forehead when he heard the applause that was about to knock the roof off.

Looking at Cen Liangxi, his face was cautious, and there was a tone of discussion, Master Cen, Siliu, you six and we four, Sanqi is too much, and I won't be able to deal with the commander-in-chief when I go back. Aren't you embarrassing me?

Cen Liangxi didn't seem to have the slightest interest in the intense atmosphere below, and he didn't even raise his eyelids, Cen has been in business for so many years, and it's not just the Marshal's Mansion that wants to cooperate with Cen, what do you think, Boss Sha?

Sha Zhemao thought to himself that Cen Zei was really cunning and treacherous, and at the same time, he had a flattering smile on his face, Then, how about you suppress this guy first, and when I go back and report to the commander, how about talking about the price with you?

Cen Liangxi raised his eyebrows, and there was a smile that was not a smile on his expressionless face.

Another burst of cold sweat broke out on Sha Zhemao's back.

Damn it, why are you sweating in this hot weather.

If you want to cooperate, you must show your sincerity. Boss Sha makes it very difficult for Cen to do so. Those goods are all kept there, and it costs a lot of silver dollars every day.

Sha Zhemao thought that Cen Liangxi was really a businessman who smelled of copper, and he had fallen into the eyes of money.

Then we'll pay the money. Sha Zhemao gritted his teeth, almost gnashing his teeth.

He could already think of how the Marshal would punish him when he went back.

Cen Liangxi was immediately satisfied, nodded and stood up, with one hand behind his back, his tone still cold, Then Cen will be waiting for news from Boss Sha.

Sha Zhemao watched Cen Liangxi leave with a shy smile, and when Cen Liangxi walked away, he immediately smashed the cup in his hand.

Arms can't beat thighs, how can Cen Liangxi, a businessman, win the Marshal's Mansion.

At that time, he only needs to watch Cen Liangxi suffer from bad luck.

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Many people in Ancheng had heard about Rong Huang's performance on stage, and basically all those from wealthy families came.

The woman with white porcelain skin and a delicate face is wearing a long-sleeved costume, which is as red as fire.

The woman's voice was charming and charming, and she sang aloud, A man who is able to bend and stretch is a hero, and who is afraid of laughing at him!

Cen Liangxi was given a headache by the repeated voices of the libretto, and just wanted to get out of here quickly.

The so-called pillars are nothing more than that.

Like a chirping thrush.

Don't move, Taotao, this is mine! A soft and sweet female voice suddenly sounded, and Cen Liangxi paused, subconsciously looking towards the source of the sound.

The structure and decoration of the pear garden are all good, no matter how exquisite and magnificent it is, there is only one problem, that is, the kitchen is built separately on the edge of the pear garden.

A low house stands on the edge of the beautiful pear orchard, so that people who come and go can't pay attention to it.

Because at this time, the pillars of the Liyuan were on the stage, the cook and the cook and the helpers all sneaked in, just to hear the show.

A little girl in a moon-white cheongsam squatted at the door of the kitchen, and squatted at her feet was a strange-looking little beast that she had never seen before.

The little girl held a plate of snacks in her arms, and one hand held against the little beast that was about to pounce on the snacks. It looked fierce, but it was cute and delicate from head to toe.

The dim light from the eaves at the kitchen door casts on the little girl's body, giving people an inexplicable warm feeling.