young flower

While being enslaved, he happily and conscientiously took care of all the things for the festival. There was no way, who told his boss to leave him to expand the territory alone for so many years, and it would be fine if he didn't accompany him to give condolences during the New Year. I didn't see too many hairs, I seized this opportunity, and young master Xiao Fei was suppressing my black-bellied boss, hehe, I have to give it a hard time...

Yang Fengjue ignored his smug behavior, besides not wanting to join in the tricks of Deli's subordinates, he also wanted to make Feihua happy.Therefore, Tianyang Commercial Bank's Mid-Autumn Festival this year was very rich and prosperous under the direct and indirect promotion of these two people.

However, before that...

"Boss, good news, good news—"

It was rare for Yang Fengjue and Feihua to sit leisurely and drink tea under the flower stand in the yard, when Lan Jinghang rushed in quickly, yelling loudly.

"What are you frizzy! Have you picked up gold?"

Yang Fengjue glared at him angrily, it's rare to have such an emotional space between two people, this guy...

"No, no, it's more gratifying than picking up gold——"

This person lived on the streets since he was a child, and when he was begging in the market for a living, his favorite thing was to dream of picking up gold, and his sequelae was that his eyes glowed when he saw gold. He was an authentic money fan.

"It's the Yue family. The batch of precious silk that the Yue family entrusted the Gu family to send to the capital from the canal all sank. The Yue family suffered heavy losses. The Gu family mortgaged two raw silk weaving workshops to temporarily calm Yue Jingshuang's dissatisfaction. Do you know that?" ? Later, it was found out that it was the You family in Beijing who did it, and the old man of the Gu family went crazy—"

Seeing Lan Jinghang, who neither of them planned to pick up on him, excitedly said a series of words like pouring beans, and sure enough, he saw that the two people who had been indifferent before looked at him with straight expressions.

The author has something to say: I would like to say something quietly: there are really few claw marks, and I am seriously lacking in self-confidence...

26

26. Mid-autumn full moon...

In fact, the business world is just like the political world. Families with a little bit of status and influence are all married to each other. This is the most stupid, basic and reliable means of consolidating the interests of both parties or even multiple parties.

The companies mentioned in Lan Jing Hang's mouth are examples.

The wife of the head of the Yue family, Ling Xiangru, is the niece of the You family in the capital. The third concubine of the old man of the Gu family is the niece of the head of the You family. The former mistress of the family, Yue Jingshuang's mother, and Feihua's nominal grandmother are siblings.

But now, these families who have formed in-laws like spiders weaving webs have exploded internal conflicts, and the balance that has been maintained for many years is about to tilt or even collapse. I don’t know how muddy the water will be, but, For Yang Fengjue and Feihua, the muddier the water, the easier it is to catch fish.

"However, how much benefit can we get from it?" Yang Fengjue rubbed his chin thoughtfully.

"Please! As long as it is bad for the enemy, it is good for us, okay?! And... Hehe, I heard that the young master of the Mei family and the young son of Cui Shangshu's family are dating to swim in the lake. There are rumors that the two have an affair. Unexpectedly, a few days ago, Young Master Mei fought against the National People's Congress in public in order to fight for an oiran. Young Master Cui caught the rape in bed... Tsk tsk, the couple quarreled so loudly..."

"..." A black line appeared on Yang Fengjue's forehead. This person heard that the capital had gone to the corner of the wall, and he spoke as if he had seen it with his own eyes. Talking about gossip was like seeing gold, worthless!

Feihua quietly tasted the newly purchased Huangshan Yunwu, turning a blind eye to Lan Jinghang's gossip-like aunt with green eyes.

The Mei family, the family of weaving merchants who rose up on the eastern coast in the early years of the founding of the Great Shang Dynasty, is now the imperial merchant family in the capital, the direct murderer who framed and murdered the Yang family back then.As the former royal medicine supplier, after the Yang family was convicted and defeated, the royal medicine tribute was divided between the You family and another medical family, but the Mei family became the royal designated cloth supplier after that. Hundreds of thousands of silk brocades were paid as tribute.

"Master Fei, don't underestimate these gossips, if used properly, a small dispute can turn the whole situation around~~ I'm going to write a letter to Quan Yong and ask him to add some information, Make things look better... Ah, it seems that our cooperation with Yue Tianlou is really interesting..."

A certain person said, regardless of whether anyone paid attention to him, he jumped out of the yard.

Feihua continued to drink tea calmly, Yang Fengjue rolled her eyes, and continued her deep pursuit of ingratiating.

The Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching day by day amidst many expectations, and the dinner party held by Lan Jinghang is also well prepared under the careful planning and efficient execution of the subordinates of Tianyang Commercial Bank. Everyone in the huge Tianyang headquarters seems relaxed and happy .

Just as everyone was beaming with anticipation, Yang Fengjue fell into a tangled mess.

Ask why? !Of course it's because of Feihua - a fact that anyone with eyes knows.

In fact, in Feihua's view, this is not a big deal at all.

Things have to start a year ago.In order to let the newly established club ~ oh, it should be said that it is Tongle Mountain Villa, get on track as soon as possible, Feihua came up with a series of ideas to quickly absorb and gather popularity, including himself performing on stage.

Feihua's pipa can be shown, but there is nothing new about pipa alone, so he asked musicians to adapt some modern songs, or simply use pipa stringed zither to accompany a cappella.This is actually a bit old-fashioned, but let alone, with proper publicity, the effect is really good.

The customers of Tongle Mountain Villa are either rich or expensive. What these people want to play is novelty and excitement. Feihua pirated all the entertainment and sports items that can be developed in modern times, and Feihua's monthly singing has become the same One of the classic repertoires in Leshanzhuang.

It is not very good to say that Feihua plays the pipa and sings very well, but as long as it is in Tongle, as long as it is not seriously distorted and pockmarked, it can pack a beauty.Mysterious, uncommon, and popular, coupled with a little vanity of those high-end customers, even ordinary programs can also shine brightly.

Feihua is on stage with her face covered. She sits on a soft pier at the corner of the stage. Most of the time she is covered by the beautiful girl dancing in front of the stage. The colorful clothes and flying sleeves dazzle the view, and the customers can't actually see it. Feihua sitting in the back.

But Yang Fengjue was very conflicted.He didn't agree with Feihua's appearance on stage, even if it was only once a month. Besides, when Tongle Villa first started operating, it was easy to say why he still had to endure Feihua when the development of the villa had been normal and vigorous after so long. Where is Hua sitting on the stage and being yelled at by those bastards who eat, drink, and play? !

"Yun Fei, who plays the pipa and sings, hehe~ That sound, tsk tsk, is really ecstasy, I feel like a beauty when I hear it, I don't know what it's like to take off the veil and clothes...hehe..."

"Don't look at his cold voice, in fact, cold-tempered people are the most coquettish in bed..."

……

He has heard such obscenities/languages ​​more than once, and every time he was so angry that he rushed out and beat people out of the wall, but after beating one, two, and three or four, he was so depressed that his hair fell every day To grow a few inches, he was aggrieved, besides being supervised every time he accompanied him, he could only enslave Lan Jinghang even harder. non flower...

And tomorrow is the fifteenth day, so it's not the days when Hua takes the stage every month.

Some time ago, Feihua organized a special event for celebrating the Mid-Autumn Festival in the villa. In order to cooperate with this event, Feihua (Mr. Yunfei) cannot be absent.

On August [-]th, the day passed with Yang Fengjue's stern expression (actually, the face of constipated constipation), and the night fell, and the big moon began to climb over the willow branches.

In the "Neither of the World" manor near the mountains and rivers in the south of Luozhou City, the big flashing gold signboard is illuminated by fiery red lanterns, shining brightly with the faces of everyone who enters the door.

This is the headquarters of Yang Fengjue's Tianyang Commercial Company. Lan Jinghang and a group of assistants and subordinates usually work here, while Feihua and Yang Fengjue live in a three-entry house in the residential area of ​​the city center.Those who came from Luozhou companies or other companies to make fun of them walked into the courtyard to find a place to squat.

Feihua and Yang Fengjue were dragged here by Lan Jinghang very early on, the reason was "to let those good people who have been enslaved by you pay homage to the majesty's dignity", and the show at Tongle Villa started later, those who like Those who are looking for flowers and asking Liu to have fun are still pretending to be reunited at home at this time.

"Young master, Lao Hu toasts you, come on, let's do it!"

"Young master, I also offer you a toast. I have followed you all these years, and I, Zhang Sanfu! Do it first and respect!"

"Young master, you can't treat one more favorably than another, and make a toast to the three of us..."

"Come on, I'll come too, let's see who gets drunk first..."

……

Feihua looked at Yang Fengjue surrounded by the crowd. The person who claims to be drunk after a thousand cups drank a cup of wine. Although he ate the bottom of the meal, he was a little tipsy. He leaned back in the chair while receiving the toasts from his subordinates. While glancing at Feihua through the crowd, his usually calm and steady eyes were already a little wet.

The author has something to say: oh oh, there is a chapter with more than 10 comments, and finally... the villain, I am so excited that I am a mess~ So regardless of fatigue, I worked hard to improve myself, feeling that I am really great