My magic stick is going to heaven!

The screen is the background, and the mountains are long and old. Under the old-colored screen, the man stands upright. The short black stubble on his head is meticulously groomed. His sculptural features are elegant and handsome, and there is a touch of spring breeze on his lips. His smile is both decent and more elegant and gentlemanly.

Wen Changlang silently swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and looked down. The man was wearing the most popular black suit nowadays, with a pure white shirt inside and a row of neat buttons tied to the neck. There is also a touch of sexiness, and there are exquisite cuff buttons on the cuffs, which look extremely luxurious.

Wen Changlang grunted, and his saliva was swallowed back into his stomach. His eyes seemed unable to restrain himself. Looking down, the ironed trousers without a trace of wrinkle lined a pair of straight and slender legs, which was even more against the sky. It looks vigorous and powerful, forbearing and beautiful.

Wen Changlang stared at him for so long, but Shang Yanzhou just glanced at him lightly, walked over, and shouted:

"Grandpa, father."

After that, she sat down beside Shang Yunyi.

After sitting down, it seemed that he turned his gaze to Wen Changlang again, and said again:

"Sir, this is too much."

It's only natural that Wen Changlang didn't hear the sudden sentence just now in the distance, but now, at this face-to-face distance, listening to this voice and this tone.

Wen Changlang's eyes widened in disbelief, and he pointed at Shang Yanzhou with trembling fingers, while his other hand covered his mouth exaggeratedly.

This voice...it was obviously the person I accidentally kissed that night!

how come……? ? ? !

Seeing that he seemed to be frightened, Mr. Shang poked him with a cane, and said with some dissatisfaction:

"How ugly my grandson is, it scares you like this."

Shang Yanzhou had no choice but to lengthen the ending: "Grandpa..."

After being poked by Mr. Shang, Wen Changlang suddenly reacted, and quickly withdrew his finger, not even daring to say a word, for fear of being recognized, the business he got was ruined like this, how wronged it is.

Let your mouth owe ah!Wen Changlang can't wait to slap himself with a big mouth, so that you can speak freely without knowing who the person is, and gossip everywhere!

Seeing that he didn't speak, Shang Yanzhou was not in a hurry, just put down the police cap in his hand, poured another cup of tea, and sipped it slowly, his every move really put Wen Changlang's old face under his skin.

never mind!

Making money is important. After thinking about it carefully, Wen Changlang spoke carefully and said:

"Five thousand silver dollars, in exchange for the life of your entire business mansion, isn't it? Don't tell me you people in the business mansion are not worth five thousand silver dollars?"

Wen Changlang deliberately lowered his voice, which was a little thicker than his original voice, and Shang Yanzhou probably didn't recognize it.

Seeing that his voice was a bit awkward, Mr. Shang asked inexplicably.

"Why did your voice change suddenly, it's weird."

Wen Changlang laughed in embarrassment twice, and replied:

"My throat suddenly feels uncomfortable."

Shang Yanzhou glanced at Wen Changlang's face lightly, and then, in front of his face, he looked at Mr. Shang in disapproval:

"Grandpa, have you ever seen a Taoist priest exorcising ghosts like this? Besides, in today's enlightened society, don't listen too much to the words of gods and ghosts."

Having said that, it was obviously aimed at Wen Changlang, and Wen Changlang immediately jumped up:

"What do Taoist priests exorcising ghosts look like this? Besides, did I say that I am a Taoist priest?! Can those ugly Taoist priests have my unparalleled handsome face? Can they have my perfect body?! shallow!"