Tan Yuru was obviously stunned for a moment, only staring at the face in front of him, obviously without any reaction.

Why do you suddenly need to hang a fan?

"Go." Yan Qianyin urged.

Although she was confused, Tan Yuru still did as she was told. She took out the fan with the pendant on it, held it in her palm and stood up.

"What does Tan Yuru want to do?" Wang Qianliu said upon seeing this.

Wang Hongchang laughed: "Are you too nervous? Can't sit still? Or do you think the Tan family has no hope? Are you ready to leave?"

"She doesn't look like her." Wang Qianliu frowned: "How does the expression on Tan Yuru's face look nervous?"

"Oh, no matter what she does, no matter what she does, there is no way she can compare to our Wang family. What's the point of worrying about it? Look at what my eldest brother said." Wang Hongchang replied proudly.

The father and uncles were relieved to let them come because the Wang family was bound to win this matter, and there was no suspense. The eldest brother was also fully prepared. The Yan family had beaten them before, but now the Yan family has been defeated. Is it possible? Can another Yan family come out to stop them?

"What is she doing?" At this moment, Wang Qianliu suddenly exclaimed.

Wang Hongchang immediately looked towards the second floor.

Many people in the building also looked at Tan Yuru.

I saw the woman in the cubicle hanging a fan in the air.

This kind of behavior is obviously wrong in the eyes of everyone, and seems a bit nagging.

However, something even more embarrassing happened next. The shopkeeper of Baicaolou and a group of other people who were on the stage on the first floor all bowed down and saluted respectfully.

Crowd:! ! !

what's the situation?

Are the people in Baicao Tower possessed by evil spirits?

Could it be that the fan has a bewitching effect?

Just when everyone was stunned, the shopkeeper of Baicaolou stood up straight, and then rang the gong beside him: "Tianluan Nanxi District returns to the Qingdu City Tan Family Pharmacy."

The sound of gongs buzzed in the building, spreading in all directions and entering everyone's ears. However, this sound not only failed to make everyone recover from the confusion just now, but made them even more confused.

What happened?

Why did Nanxi District suddenly belong to the Tan family?

Just because I hung a fan?

"This is unfair! Why did you decide on the Tan family?" Wang Qianliu stood up suddenly, walked to the front of the cubicle in a few steps, shouted dissatisfied to the people on the stage, and then pointed to Tan Yuru on the second floor: "She She didn’t say anything, didn’t do anything, and she didn’t come up with a better business advantage than the Wang family, so why did she suddenly be chosen?”

"That's right. It's just a broken fan. Why did you choose her? If I had known, I would have ordered a dozen fans to hang up. Wouldn't all the future quotas belong to my family?"

"Is it too late for us to buy a fan now?"

Someone started joking along with Wang Qianliu's words.

"Then I happen to have a fan on me. Will I choose our Wang family after hanging it up?" Wang Qianliu angrily took out a small decorative wooden fan from his waist.

The shopkeeper of Baicaolou was not angry when he saw this situation, and still had a kind look on his face.

This reaction was expected.

When he saw the poster, he roughly guessed that the girl would get this opportunity. When the poster's shirt and jade pendant were hung out, he felt settled.

"Miss Wang may not know," the shopkeeper's tone was gentle but solemn: "The fan Miss Tan hung out is a personal belonging of the owner of Baicao Tower. Its appearance here means that the owner has chosen this person."

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