Mom, don't stop me!Even the day before the big wedding, I have to work, this is not a matter of face, it is a matter of dignity. "

After all, he slipped away with the boy.

Lovin

Chapter 159 : Bridal chamber ahead of time!Use the territory as a wedding gift (addition for the leader)

159 chapter

Work?

What Zhao Hao hates the most is work.

Especially in the work of Tianxiang Pavilion, those employees can make themselves exhausted every day.

Still, he prefers working to rehearsing the red tape.

After all, work can bring him a sense of security.

Regardless of the steady stream of money brought to him by Yao Chi, or the source of information brought to him by those courtesans that were sold a few days ago, this is the case.

So he gave orders in Tianxiang Pavilion and Xinyue Teahouse, and whenever he had the chance, he went to find something to do for himself at home, so as to escape Bai Xiu's clutches.

As for Bawang Chicken, he really didn't care about it.

Except for the two little old men in the entire capital, no one can prostitute themselves for nothing.

After a while, he rushed to Tianxiang Pavilion, and saw Yang's mother before entering the door.

Yang's mother hurried up to greet her: "My lord, that prostitute..."

"Let's not talk about whoring for nothing."

Zhao Hao smiled and waved his hands: "I went to bed early yesterday, who did you sell that girl Qingyu to?"

Mother Yang hurriedly replied: "The brother-in-law of the Minister of the Ministry of War of the State of Wei."

"Oh……"

Zhao Hao nodded thoughtfully. To be honest, Miss Qingyu's appearance is a notch worse than Li Shi's.

But this person has one good thing, that is, he has a particularly explosive figure. After wearing leopard print, he is so wild that he doesn't have to worry about not being sold.

As for the people who sell it, they are also very particular. They have seen the world with some real dignitaries, and they are more alert. It is not so easy to infiltrate, but it is much easier to infiltrate the people around them.

This batch of girls were all trained by him according to the standard of Feiyuwei. Although the time was short and they were still far behind the level of Feiyuwei, their main function was to eavesdrop on some news and blow some pillow wind. There is no need to ask for that. high.

Zhao Hao's only requirement for them is loyalty!

As for this point, Mingxin Wenxing can help him guarantee that as long as there is no inborn vengeance, Mingxin Wenxing can completely wash away the black energy in him.

As long as it is cleaned regularly every day, these people will always be their loyal fans.

"well done!"

Zhao Hao smiled, and then remembered the prostitute: "What happened today?"

Mother Yang smiled helplessly: "It's nothing wrong, it's just a customer who said he had no money after eating and drinking. At first, we wanted to take him to send him to the official, but all the guys in the store took him away." Can't live with him!"

"Oh?"

Zhao Hao was quite surprised, because among the clerks in the store, there were sixth-grade masters he hired.

It's not that he's not willing to hire someone with a higher cultivation level, it's because customers with a higher cultivation level are generally not short of money, so there's no need to come and make trouble.

In the end, even the buddies with the strength of the sixth rank couldn't hold him?

Are the current masters so careless?

"And then? Report directly to the official!"

"We also want to report to the official, but this person said that he can write poems to repay the debt, and he wants to see the son by name!"

Mother Yang shook her head and smiled: "I see, it must be that you are famous for composing poems in exchange for a good relationship, and this person also came here because of his reputation. I thought that you would get bored at home, so I just asked someone to call you out. "

"There are such brazen people in the world?"

Zhao Hao was furious in his heart, but suddenly thought of one thing.

When he lingered in brothels before, what he hated the most was the unreasonable Shabi brothel boss who refused to write poems for free.

But now... I seem to have become the person I hate the most?

This can't be done!

Mother Yang saw that he looked different, and said quickly, "I'll report to the police to drive him away!"

"No need!"

Zhao Hao waved his hand and said with a slight smile, "Take me to have a look."

"it is good!"

Mother Yang responded and hurriedly took him to the private room on the first floor.

Although the service of Tianxiang Pavilion is simple and rough, it is not that there is nothing but red romance.

Because everyone knows that when a company only relies on one business to make money, then the company's ability to resist risks will be very poor.

Zhao Hao's No.1 life motto is to be an excellent entrepreneur.

So, he won't make this mistake.

After taking over Tianxiang Pavilion, he specially arranged vocal music lessons for the girls in the brothel, so that when they don't want to go to work, they can drink and chat with customers on the first floor, and they can sing with their voices when they are excited.

So the name of this business is... Momosing.

I have to say, it's pretty hot.

After all, girls need to rest, and not every guest can afford Red Romance,

Now, one of the private rooms is open.

A middle-aged man with a disheveled beard is holding a little girl's hand and reciting a poem: "Golden Phoenix in a willow-colored cloak, lightly picking up red beans with slender hands..."

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