CEO Get Rich Road

Mu Chutong held back his anger, and continued to pretend to be pitiful: "Brother Jiuman, for the sake of my devotion and filial piety for so many years, please show the villain a bright way!"

"Well, I'll just pretend that I don't know anything," Jiuman felt that he was playing tricks on him, so he said seriously, "You also pretend that you don't know anything. I know him best, even if I think in my heart If you want something you want to die, you won't say it out loud. As long as he doesn't say it clearly, then we will be fine. Just pretend to be deaf and dumb for a few days until you leave the land of bliss , then he can’t control you anymore.”

"It's that simple?" Mu Chutong was taken aback.

"It's that simple." Jiuman spread his hands.

Mu Chutong didn't know what to say.

But Jiuman pointed to the wooden box again and said, "Okay, I've sent you something, you can go back sometime and say thank you. Just be careful, he won't do anything wrong."

"Yes." Mu Chutong was not afraid of embarrassment when he met Shixian, because he still didn't believe it in his heart. He was so charming, and he seduced that pure-hearted, noble and glamorous beauty without saying a few words. He fried himself on the spot.

Mu Chutong put the book back into the box, but this aroused Jiuman's curiosity again.Jiuman asked: "What is this book about? What is dream-scaring... Does it have something to do with "The Peony Pavilion"?"

"It doesn't matter much." Mu Chutong shook his head slightly, looked at Jiuman again, and said with a smile, "Brother Jiuman also knows "The Peony Pavilion"?"

Jiuman picked up a chess piece and said with a smile: "You look at me like a big bastard, don't you? I can even play Go, why can't I listen to Kunqu Opera?"

"No, I'm just a little surprised." Mu Chutong chuckled, "Brother Jiuman is really full of literary and artistic atmosphere!"

"It's okay!" Jiuman was quite comfortable being flattered, and on a whim, he wanted to sing a song, and suddenly raised his voice and sang the famous line of "The Peony Pavilion": "It turns out—" Just dragging this long He just dropped his voice and broke his voice.

When Mu Chutong heard this, he wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, and the way he suppressed his laughter was even more annoying. Jiuman was ashamed when he sang, but when he saw him like this, he became even more angry from embarrassment, and was about to explode. Mu Chutong Hurry up and sing: "So it turns out that it's blooming everywhere..."

He definitely didn't dare to sing well, so he sang out of tune, and the sound broke like a broken gong.After hearing this, Jiuman lost all his anger and laughed.Mu Chutong also survived a catastrophe.

Jiuman said: "I usually like to listen to melodious singing, but I just realized today that it's also very interesting to hear people singing out of tune or breaking into tune!"

Mu Chutong smiled wryly and said, "That's because Big Brother has a sense of humor!"

Jiu Man waved his hand: "No, no, you are the most humorous! Come on, keep singing!"

This is really hard for Mu Chutong.But Jiuman became interested, and called Lion Heart: "Someone is going to sing, bring the lacquered folding fan!"

Lion Heart took the things and handed them to Mu Chutong, and Jiuman said enthusiastically, "Come on, that folding fan, with dance steps, sing while dancing!"

Mu Chutong accepted the folding fan with a face of embarrassment, only to see that it was indeed a beautifully crafted lacquer folding fan, the surface of the fan was covered with gold powder, and it was quite glorious when it was fanned.Jiuman clapped his hands and smiled, "Come on, quickly perform a show!"

Mu Chutong thought, oh my god, I'm here to play chess, how could I become Du Liniang?

"I can't pretend." Mu Chutong declined with a look of embarrassment, "I can sing a few lines... and I won't lose my position."

Jiuman found that he liked watching Mu Chutong wrinkle his face in embarrassment the most, it was really better than singing.Jiuman slapped the chessboard and said, "It's okay, let's just go!"

Mu Chutong braced himself, and raised the golden fan in his hand again, as if to tease him, and said, "If you don't come to the garden, how will you know the beauty of spring—"

There was no melody in this sentence, it was just chanting, and Mu Chutong chanted it again in a low voice, it was so absurd, Jiuman also laughed hahaha.

Mu Chutong thought in his heart: Jiuman's smile is so low.

Jiuman suddenly snatched the lacquered folding fan from Mu Chutong's hand, and with a twist of his wrist, the golden folding fan was opening or closing, still or moving between the palms of his fingers. This fan looked very impressive.Mu Chutong praised the venue and praised: "Wow, Brother Jiuman is so amazing!"

"Of course!" Jiuman said proudly.

In fact, this looks really good-looking, but it is also common on the stage, but most of the performers on the stage are delicate and charming danjiao, replaced by Jiuman, a strong man in black, doing this, it looks even more beautiful interesting.Mu Chutong looked carefully, only to see that although Jiuman's arms were thick, his fingers were very slender, not clumsy at all, but very dexterous and agile.

Mu Chutong thought to himself: This really looks like a hand that can play piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Jiuman didn't hear Mu Chutong's continuous praise, so he became a little impatient. He turned his head and wanted to signal to Mu Chutong, "Put up to the big guy." But he saw Mu Chutong standing beside him, with his face up and his eyes vacant. , but he was stunned.Mu Chutong, who usually looked at the alert, was in a daze, but he looked a lot more stupid, but more harmless and docile.

Jiu Man suddenly retracted the fan, and hit Mu Chutong on the head with the fan bone.

"Ah!" Mu Chutong woke up startled, covering the top of his head.

Jiuman laughed and said, "Fool!"

Mu Chutong had no choice but to respond: "Hey, Brother Jiuman is right."

"Come on, I'll teach you how to play the fan!" Jiuman became playful again, and pulled Mu Chutong, insisting on teaching him the skill just now.

Mu Chutong was stunned, seeing how excited his elder brother was, how could he dare to refuse?But he thought about making watches when he went back, so why did he still need to learn fans?Originally, I just wanted to play a game of chess, but halfway through the game, I wanted to sing an opera, and I didn't sing a few words in the opera, so I was about to learn how to fan!This is a long-term idea, it's really hard to deal with it!

Jiuman had to do dexterous movements repeatedly, and the big fluffy robe on his body was especially in the way.So he took off the outer robe, revealing the clothes inside—this can be regarded as solving the "unsolved mystery" in Mu Chutong's heart these days. Jiuman's inside is not naked, but wearing a white shirt .The undulating shape of the muscles can still be seen under the shirt. Such a strong man, holding a golden fan, is really funny, but Jiuman doesn't feel embarrassed at all, just looks at Mu Chutong with a smile.Mu Chutong looked at Jiuman's sharp eyes that were softened by a smile, and suddenly became a bit childlike, without the usual evil spirit.

Mu Chutong seemed to be in the hot spring again, his heart was as warm as spring, his heartbeat slowed down again, and with a shake of his hand, the fan opened, and the surface of the fan stretched out, like clouds passing by outside the window.

Mu Chutong learned quickly, and Jiuman taught him twice, and Mu Chutong could master it.Jiuman thought that Mu Chutong was really smart at first, but after teaching, he found that no matter how difficult it was, Mu Chutong could learn it twice, so he asked, "Have you learned it before?"

Mu Chutong replied honestly, "I learned a little bit when I was young."

"Ah?" Jiuman asked curiously, "Can my uncle learn this?"

Only then did Mu Chutong reply, "I'm an uncle who returned to my uncle's house after my mother died."

"Oh..." Jiu Man nodded, "Then how did you learn it?"

Mu Chutong didn't know what to answer, so he could only say, "My mother sings Kunqu Opera."

Jiuman was taken aback, and said, "Your mother also sings Kunqu Opera?"

"Really?" Mu Chutong caught the word, "Could it be your..."

"Oh, no," Jiuman said, "my mother is an official lady."

"Hmm..." Mu Chutong was really embarrassed, so he had to say, "Of course, brother Jiuman has an extraordinary bearing. It looks like he came from a noble family, and his mother is naturally a lady. How could he be an actress?"

Jiuman said: "It's okay, I also settled down in a poor family later, otherwise how would I be allowed to do this job?"

As he said that, Jiuman also burst out laughing.Jiuman loves to laugh, but this time, Mu Chutong could tell that the laughter was a little different. It was not hearty, but rather lonely.Jiuman laughed twice, lost interest, closed his fan again, and said to Mu Chutong, "Okay, you can go back and do your work too."

Mu Chutong agreed and went back to his guest house.He still couldn't help thinking about Jiuman. To him, Jiuman was originally a bad-tempered but generous boss, but now it seems to be a little more complicated.

He couldn't help being curious about Jiuman's life experience, but reason told him it was impossible.So he immediately came to his senses and turned on the computer to make a watch.

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