Madam is a Superstar

Xu Shenfa's address is a European-style villa built on the mountainside. Song Qing got out of the car and scanned the surroundings with dark glasses.

The circular gardens, rows of green gardens, giant sculpture fountains...everywhere show the grandeur of a wealthy family.

Sure enough, the happiness of the rich is beyond her imagination,

With the master's family's worth and financial resources, she felt that she had lost a lot when the order was priced at 50 million yuan.

Master Song?

A man in a tuxedo with blond hair, blue eyes and long hair who looked like a butler in his forties came up to him,

Looking at Song Qing, she looked a little surprised, probably because she didn't expect that a young and fashionable woman would be called a master in the metaphysics circle.

Song Qing was used to it, she took off her sunglasses casually to reveal her pretty face, she nodded politely, I am.

I am the housekeeper here, Master Song please.

The butler's Chinese pronunciation is very standard, and the surprise in his eyes is undisguised.

The more polite and polite, the behavior is the western standard of etiquette.

In the past two years in the capital, Song Qing wandered around in various circles, and didn't think there was anything wrong.

The two walked through the garden carefully manicured by the gardener, entered the door, and walked through a section of the road covered with intricately patterned carpets.

In consideration of Song Qing's identity confidentiality, the servants all left work early,

I didn't see or meet anyone all the way in, and finally entered the living room of the villa.

The living room was very spacious, and there were only three people sitting on the sofa under the expensive crystal chandelier.

Mister, Master Song is here.

The butler opened his mouth to remind, then bent slightly and retreated.

The person who was called the old man was a hale and hearty old man with gray hair on his temples, and he was also taken aback when he saw Song Qing.

Sitting on the sofa next to the old man was an old man with a goatee and a priestly robe. He squinted his eyes and looked up and down Song Qing.

Seeing that the so-called peer master who wanted to compete with him for business was actually a young man or a woman, he couldn't help but sneered and reprimanded,

The world is going downhill. Nowadays, anyone who dares to call himself a master is not afraid of retribution.

Song Qing raised her eyebrows, she didn't expect to meet her peers here, it seems that this time the benefactor didn't fully trust her and hired another expert?

Looking carefully at the face with the goatee, um, I have no impression, it's not someone from her magic stick group, but...

Taoist robe, yellow talisman paper, mahogany sword, tsk, the equipment is quite complete. Is this intended to exorcise ghosts?

Xu Shen stood up, the elegant white suit made him look like a gentle scum, he came to Song Qing and introduced to the old man,

Old Pei, this is Master Song I told you about, Song Qing.

Pei?

Song Qing can probably guess who the benefactor is this time. The Pei family is a wealthy family second only to the Huo family in the capital.

And this person in front of him should be the old man of the Pei family. No wonder, when he was young, his living habits overseas all the year round were more westernized.

Master Song, please sit down.

After all, he is a person who has experienced big storms, Mr. Pei quickly reacted and smiled kindly,

At this time, the butler also brought in the brewed coffee in a tray.

Song Qing chose a seat and sat down, with her back straight and elegant, and when she met the old man's eyes, she pursed her lips and smiled slightly,

Mr. Pei can call me Song Qing. Calling me a master in this society sounds a bit feudal and superstitious.

cough!

Xu Shen almost choked to death with a sip of coffee, and looked at Song Qing who spoke calmly, why, being so ruthless even hurt himself?

Dudu's face with a goatee was very ugly, Song Qing's words actually made his Taoist robe a joke, and he couldn't help but feel displeased.

Little girl, don't always think about showing off your quick tongue. We still have to rely on real skills in our business.