Daqin: the List of Gods is Now in the World, and I Can't Help Being Exposed.

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Zhou Ziyan clapped his hands, and a maid came out from behind the screen of the room.

Just listen to her order: "Put him on the bed and take off his clothes."

"Yes."

The maid nodded and walked towards Wang Xuan.

"Miss, I found this from him."

The maid handed Zhou Ziyan the roll that Wang Xuan hid in his sleeve.

"Overbearing tricks? Could it be someone from the Gongshu family?"

Zhou Ziyan opened the silk and took a few glances, then shook his head.

"Practicing mechanism skills requires a lot of talent, and this is something that the Gongshu family wants to dedicate to the emperor. It's a hot potato, so it's better not to provoke it."

"Put it back for him."

"Yes."

The maid nodded.

And Zhou Ziyan sat down in front of the table, picked up a pen and wrote on the silk cloth: "Wang Xuan, the son of Wang Ben, is sensual and sensual. He is really a waste and can't be used..."

After finishing writing, he put away the silk cloth, put it in a bamboo tube, and handed it to the maid next to him.

"Pass it to the master."

"Yes."

The maid left.

In the early morning of the second day, Wang Xuan felt sore all over his body. When he opened his eyes, he saw Zhou Ziyan looking at him with a smile on his face.

"The young master is awake, the slave family has prepared breakfast for the young master."

"Then thank Miss Ziyan."

After Wang Xuan ate breakfast, he left directly.

"Hmph! The man really didn't have a good thing, so he wiped it up and left after eating."

Zhou Ziyan snorted coldly.

As soon as he walked down the stairs, Pumpkin greeted him with a charming smile.

"Young master, should we go back? If you didn't go back all night, the master will be angry again. The master hates you to come to this kind of place the most."

The voice just fell.

"Anger +200."

It seems that the old man has already heard the news that he did not return all night.

Wang Xuan touched his chin.

"Pumpkin, do you think my father will be mad at me if I buy the Furong Garden?"

The voice just fell.

Pumpkin looked like hell.

"Young master, don't do this!"

Pumpkin was so frightened that his legs went limp.

Young master, this is going against the sky!

I don't know if the master will be pissed off, but he will definitely be beaten to death.

"Why are you so scared! I just asked casually."

Pumpkin patted his chest and let out a long sigh of relief.

He thought to himself: "Master, you are going to scare me to death if you ask me casually."

"My lord, you can't take this joke!"

"It's okay, I'm not joking, I'll call the madam over, I want to discuss the acquisition with her."

Wang Xuan wanted to buy a brothel.

There must be Zhou Ziyan's reasons.

After all, it was a woman he had slept with, so it would be too embarrassing to let someone else sleep with her.

But it was impossible for Wang Xuan to marry a woman from a brothel, even as a concubine, so he had no choice but to buy the brothel.

Another one is that when Wang Xuan came to this world, he found that although the Wang family was considered rich, they were not very rich, and it was not enough for him to squander.

Looking at the entire Fuping City, brothels are definitely one of the profiteering industries.

Moreover, the business of brothels in this era is too simple, and there is still a lot of room for development.

Pumpkin was completely dumbfounded.

Really want to buy a brothel?

This is not just a matter of money, if it spreads, do you still want your son's reputation?Do you still want the master's reputation?

However, when he saw the young master's trusting eyes, Pumpkin's body seemed to be injected with an inexplicable force.

You can do whatever you want, as long as you are happy.

I should obey the young master unconditionally, and the young master is right even if he is wrong.

After some self-brainwashing, Pumpkin suddenly puffed up his chest and said loudly, "Come here, my master wants to buy your Furong Garden."

With this voice, the entire Furong Garden was alarmed.

Many windows on the upper floor were opened, and some disheveled men and girls poked their heads out in astonishment, wanting to see who the young master was so stupid.

The bustard also soon appeared.

"Prince, are you joking with me?"

"Whoever is joking with you, the pumpkin pays."

Wang Xuan snorted coldly.

The pumpkin piled all the money bags on the table.

Wang Xuan said: "These are deposits, let's discuss next, how much are you willing to sell this Furong Garden to me."

"This one……"

The smile froze on the old bustard's face, and he said bitterly: "My lord, this Furong Garden is the foundation of my life. If I sell it, I will eat dirt for the rest of my life."

"How many times, say the number, don't talk nonsense."

Wang Xuan said coldly.

"Fifty strings."

The bustard extended a slap.

Fifty strings is already equivalent to 500 million in later generations, which is not a small number.

"Okay." Wang Xuan nodded: "Deal."

Buying a brothel was just a sudden idea on his brain, after all, to Wang Xuan's family background, fifty guan is nothing.

Dude, just want to squander and squander.

What is it to find a girl?

I bought all the brothels, so I asked you if you were afraid?

Chapter 22 The Cheat Book Was Stolen

Under Mr. Wang's lavish spending, Furong Garden, the largest entertainment club in Fuping City, changed its owner in an instant.

The bustard who just changed from being a boss to a part-time worker has a smile all over her face.

Fifty strings is enough for her to live for the rest of her life, and she doesn't have any children, so it's good that she can die.

As for the property, I can't bring it into the coffin anyway, and with Mr. Wang, there is a monthly money, and the most important thing is that I don't have to worry about being bullied anymore.

Is it easy for a girl to start such a big business?

The old bustard had a satisfied smile on his face when he thought of the sad journey of these years.

"Okay, now I am the owner of Furong Garden, and there are the following rules."

"One: From now on, Sima Gui is not allowed to come here. If he comes, he will beat me out with a stick."

"This Sima Gui is a big customer."

The old bustard couldn't help but said distressedly.

To prevent Sima from returning is to prevent the big white money from entering.

"Buddhist, you don't understand the rules a bit!"

Wang Xuan said with a smile.

The old bustard shuddered suddenly, it was so frightening that Mr. Wang Xuan actually smiled at himself.

That's how he laughed at Gong Shuqiang before, but Gong Shuqiang was carried out in the end.

"My lord, this old slave knows."