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Tang Baozhu couldn't help but stand up and applaud her.

Qin Ruorong raised her head and looked at her. Qin Ruorong, with her delicate makeup, was extremely beautiful. Her eyes were soft and the corners of her lips were unnaturally raised, making her look like a delicate and tempting red rose.

Tang Baozhu secretly gave her a thumbs up.

Qin Ruorong took her bow and was about to leave when someone brought up a cart full of roses.

Roses are a luxury in Shanghai. A cart full of roses is a huge expense. Everyone craned their necks.

The red roses were full and their color and fragrance instantly filled the entire ballroom. Someone began to exclaim,

"Oh my god, so many roses, what a generous gesture,"

"That's right, these flowers are enough for my living expenses for a year."

"Vulgar, some people are willing to spend a fortune for a beautiful woman's smile, I envy them."

"This is... Wen Zhen. It's Wen Zhen from Qinglong Hall. It turns out he loves Miss Rose."

"Even a hero can't resist the temptation of beauty."

Wen Zhen, wearing a moon-white suit, with his hands in his trouser pockets, walked slowly towards the stage, ignoring the noise around him, and looked at Qin Ruorong on the stage affectionately.

"Ms. Rose, I have always admired you. Now I am sending you 9,999 roses. I only hope that you will be as long-lasting as the flowers. I also hope that this endless love can move Miss Rose."

Qin Ruorong slowly came back to her senses under the envious gazes of the crowd. After glancing at Tang Baozhu on the second floor, she smiled brightly.

"Thank you, Mr. Wen. I'm sorry for the expense."

"You're welcome,"

Tang Baozhu was on the second floor with a faint smile on her face, seemingly not surprised at all.

Ning Jinchuan raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Did you arrange it?"

Tang Baozhu nodded.

"Originally, I wanted you to come out and send flowers, and do the same thing to help Qin Ruorong build momentum. In the future, when people see Qin Ruorong, they will praise Mr. Ning for spending a fortune just to make a beautiful woman laugh. But it doesn't seem to work, so I found someone else."

Ning Jinchuan smiled but his heart was not smiling.

"You are quite self-aware, but you did a good job tonight."

"That's for sure. I have the best brain."

Ning Jinchuan smiled and said nothing.

Just when Tang Baozhu thought that everything was settled, a man suddenly appeared from the audience, accompanied by a number of thugs.

The man who came was about the same size as Wen Zhen, wearing a pure white Confucian robe, but he was fair-skinned, with bruises on the corners of his mouth, and his pair of peach blossom eyes narrowed.

"Oh, Miss Rose, don't be fooled by Wen Zhen's behavior. He is irritable and easily angered, and he may commit domestic violence."

Zhou Yao pointed to the bruised corner of his mouth.

"Here, here is the evidence. This kind of person will definitely beat a woman."

Wen Zhen and Zhou Yao had a feud. Last time, Wen Zhen beat Zhou Yao up, and he thought Zhou Yao would restrain himself. He didn't expect that he would confront him again at this time.

Wen Zhen glared at Zhou Yao. The more he looked at him, the angrier he got. He actually took the initiative to provoke him. He had never seen such an annoying man before.

"Women are meant to be loved, but bitches are meant to be beaten!"

Zhou Yao looked directly at Wen Zhen without hesitation, his sharpness could not be concealed even by his scholarly air.

"Oh, I came prepared today. Whoever gets beaten is a bitch."

The two men were on edge, and the people they brought with them began to face each other, waiting for the order to start fighting.

Qin Ruorong opened her mouth.

"What are you guys doing? Do you want to go backstage and sort it out?"

Before Wen Zhen opened his mouth to speak, Zhou Yao said casually,

"Miss Rose, this kind of person has low moral character and is flammable and explosive. Being alone with him would be a safety hazard. Why don't we go to Zhou's house tonight and have a couple of drinks?"

Wen Zhen was so angry that he stepped forward and grabbed Zhou Yao's collar.

"What did you say? Do you think I'm a gas tank? I'm flammable and explosive. Believe it or not, I'll make you look like a panda."

Zhou Yao slapped Wen Zhen's hand away.

"Tsk tsk, I told you that you are flammable and explosive but you still don't admit it, what are you doing now?"

"Zhou Yao, you deserve a beating. Mr. Ning is not here today, I will beat you to a pulp. You want to steal my woman and slander me. Why don't you go to heaven?"

Qin Ruorong coughed twice on the stage.

"Let me correct you. I'm not anyone's woman. I'm Paramount's woman."

Wen Zhen had no time to refute, he clenched his fists and prepared to beat someone up. The thugs Zhou Yao brought rushed over and looked at Wen Zhen with disdain.

"If you dare to try, I will definitely remove your hand!"

The atmosphere was full of tension, and the manager was so frightened that he stepped in to stop it.

"Gentlemen, this is Paramount, a place for fun and entertainment, not a place for fighting. Can you talk calmly?"

Zhou Yao and Wen Zhen yelled at the manager at the same time.

"roll!"

Qin Ruorong's temple twitched. Looking at the two people who were on the verge of a fight, he looked at Tang Baozhu on the second floor in confusion.

"Is this also your script?"

Tang Baozhu shook her head with a confused look on her face. Who was this Zhou Yao? She didn't even know him. It seemed like he had a deep grudge against Wen Zhen.

Wen Zhen is impulsive. If they continue to make trouble, they will really fight. Tang Baozhu picked up the cloak on the chair and said to Ning Jinchuan anxiously,

"I'll go down for a moment, Mr. Ning, please do as you please."

Ning Jinchuan sat in the armchair, playing with his wine glass, and nodded.

"Okay, go ahead."

Tang Baozhu didn't wait for Ning Jinchuan to finish speaking. She had already opened the door and went downstairs. When the war was about to break out, she appeared in time and blocked the two men.

She grabbed Wen Zhen's wrist, panting heavily.

"Boss Wen, Mr. Ning is in the private room on the second floor. I want you to go up. We have something to discuss."

Wen Zhen could not see Tang Baozhu who suddenly appeared. He then remembered what he had promised Tang Baozhu. He gradually calmed down and nodded. Then he angrily said to Zhou Yao,

"I don't have time to tangle with you this time, I'll fight you next time."

After saying that, Wen Zhen took his men and went up to the private room on the second floor.

"cut"

Zhou Yao sneered, waved his hand, and the thugs retreated.

The flames of war dissipated, Qin Ruorong bowed out smoothly and left, the crowd slowly dispersed, and finally calmed down.

Tang Baozhu wiped the cold sweat from her forehead. Some noble ladies walked by and whispered to each other.

"I remember that Rose wasn't so charming before. How come she changed her clothes and looked like a different person? Even a woman like me was moved. No wonder Gang Leader Wen and Mr. Zhou got into a fight over a beauty. Moreover, Mr. Zhou, who is so gentle and polite and never participates in fights, actually got into a fight with Gang Leader Wen."

"This is the charm of women. Rose has a good figure. However, clothes make the man. Such sexy and beautiful clothes will cause war among men when you wear them."

"Hey, stop teasing me. Where did she get that dress?"

"It seems that the owner of the Tang Family Silk Weaving Factory designed the clothes using her own silk."

"Oh my god, no wonder I think the material is so beautiful. I heard that the proprietress is Mr. Ning's person. She will reopen the silk weaving business tomorrow. I must go and join in the fun."

"Okay, let's go together."