Zhao Cheng expected fifty people, but Li Guanyu only requested thirty people.
But I never expected that,
Xiao Luomu actually attracted a hundred people!
Zhao Cheng held Xiao Luomu's hand tightly, tears filling his eyes.
Xiao Luomu can handle this.
Absolutely doable!
He really dared to pull someone’s head!!
"Starting from today, the new Fourth Young Master of Yanchuan is born!"
“Let’s welcome the new owner of the clubhouse!!”
"Little Shang Ye!!!"
…
With the unremitting efforts of the four young men, the club has more than 200 members, and finally the club has reached the initial state expected by Zhao Cheng.
The popularity of the Red Sleeve House in Tianrenjing surpasses all the brothels in Yanchuan, and its turnover is more stable than the weight of the fat aunt selling roast chicken downstairs.
Toilet soap and toilet water have opened up in the Thirteen Cities of Jingdong and have become best-selling and frequently sold daily necessities.
As the popularity of the eight bookstore bosses increases, the serialized novels are also selling better and better.
Filia Chen's painting was completed, and it really exceeded the previous level. Zhao Cheng named it "Ying Ying Ying" and divided it into two volumes and released it in batches.
After the release of "嘘嘘嘤(Part 1)", it immediately became popular in the elite circles of Yanchuan and Changsui. Those who had never seen it and could not speak the seventy-two styles of the Northern School were embarrassed to say hello to others.
This phenomenon directly promoted the brothel business in the two places, bringing the turnover of Heaven and Earth to a higher level.
Even the dental industry has been selling many more maids and female slaves recently than before!
There is even a saying circulating in the circle of Young Master Yanchuan: If you don’t know how to be a good person, you will have three wives and four concubines without fertilization!
Zhao Cheng admired the decision he made more and more. It was indeed the right decision to keep Filia Chen.
"嘘嘘嘤(Part 2)" has not yet been released, but the pre-orders it has received have already doubled from the previous volume. Zhao Cheng often wakes up laughing in his dreams, feeling that if this continues, he will be getting closer and closer to his dream.
.
What is Zhao Cheng’s dream?
of course……
I slept until I woke up naturally, and counted money until my hands cramped!
…
Right Prime Minister's Mansion.
Zhao Cheng opened a stone slab, held an oil lamp and walked into a narrow passage alone. He didn't look at the road, he just counted the steps, then stopped and stretched out his hand to twist based on his feeling.
"Giggle--"
A stone door flipped in front of him, and Zhao Cheng walked in. When the stone door closed, he lit several oil lamps in the secret room.
Although the light was dim, the overlapping light of gold and silver pierced Zhao Cheng's face.
It wasn't until he got used to the light for a while that Zhao Cheng turned his head.
There were actually two hills in front of me.
A mountain of gold! A mountain of silver!
Zhao Cheng hugged the two mountains in turn, gave each of them a kiss, then dragged the sack in the corner, poured out the gold and silver inside, and began to add bricks and tiles happily.
"I will work hard to help you grow up quickly and turn the hills into mountains as soon as possible!"
Although this secret room is in the Youxiang Mansion, no one except Zhao Cheng knows about it.
Not even Zhao Huan or Zhao Cheng told him.
After all, when this secret room was first built, Zhao Cheng had just traveled through time and did not have 100% trust in Zhao Huan, this cheap dad.
Later, the relationship between father and son became very good, and Zhao Cheng did not mention it deliberately. Anyway, Zhao Huan was an old Buddhist man who did not care about anything even at home. Zhao Cheng was the head of the house, so his money was the money of the Right Prime Minister's Palace.
When the Prime Minister's Office is really in trouble and needs money, he won't just sit back and watch, so there's no need to make it clear.
A small part of the money earned in the past few years is managed by Chunqin, and most of it is here. Zhao Cheng made a rough calculation and found that there are about 100,000 gold and millions of silver.
"This money... is estimated to be one-thirtieth of Su Wan's wealth, right?"
Zhao Cheng thought in his mind that although he didn't care about Su Wansan on the surface, in fact his first goal was to surpass Su Wansan and become the invisible richest man in Yanchuan City!
"master!"
"Master, master!"
"Master! Who is the master?!"
Zhao Cheng specially designed an air vent in the secret room so that he could hear the voice calling him from above. When he heard this special cry, he knew that Zhao Wu came to him for something urgent.
Zhao Cheng went out from the secret passage and walked around behind Zhao Wu: "You are so panicked, where are you?"
"Oh Master, you scared me!" Zhao Wu turned around in shock.
"Did you jump? Where did you jump?" Zhao Cheng rolled his eyes at him.
Zhao Wu jumped suddenly.
"I'm scared now, and I think I'm a master!"
Zhao Cheng walked toward the house with his hands behind his back and asked, "What's the matter?"
"Something happened in Hongxiu Tower! A guest was killed by a girl!"
Zhao Cheng stopped suddenly and said in shock: "What? Killed him?"
Zhao Wu thought for a moment and said, "Didn't he get killed, or did he get played by a girl?"
"What is being killed and what is being played to death, you should fucking explain it clearly!"
"I have no brains. I can't explain clearly. Master, go and see for yourself!"
…
When Zhao Cheng and Zhao Wu arrived at the Red Sleeve Building in the Heaven and Earth, they saw that the building was blocked by onlookers. In addition to the officers and soldiers in front of the door, there were also a group of women raising their arms and shouting.
“Human life is of no concern in heaven and earth, it’s shameless to ask for money!”
"This girl has toyed with all the customers to death. She is unprofessional! What qualifications do you have to open a brothel?!"
"The girl in the building is a fairy!"
"Seal the building! Seal the building! Seal the building!"
"Get out of Yanchuan!"
Seeing the excitement among the crowd, Zhao Cheng felt anxious and squeezed towards the building.
"Stop! The Criminal Department is handling the case, and no one else is allowed in!"
Zhao Wu kicked the person who was blocking the way down, his dog-legged attitude was obvious, and he shouted: "You dog with eyes that reach into your crotch! This is the young prime minister, get out of here!"
After Zhao Cheng entered, he saw Deng Fugui and Chai Xin talking to Zheng Hongxiu, and next to them was a middle-aged man with gentle eyebrows and elegant dress.
"Huh? Why is Minister Li here too?"
Zhao Cheng was puzzled, he knew this middle-aged man, it was Li Guanyu's father, Li Shu, the Minister of Rites of the Eastern Capital.
"Master Deng! Master Chai! Master Li!"
"Little Prime Minister!"
"What's going on?"
Zhao Cheng glanced at Zheng Hongxiu and saw that her face was extremely ugly.
Deng Fugui smiled and said: "This is a murder case, why is the young prime minister interested in this matter?"
Deng Fugui reminded me clearly that in big cases involving human lives, the young prime minister should not join in the fun.
Zhao Cheng looked around and said, "I am a frequent visitor here. I almost think of this place as half of my home. I'm curious!"
Deng Fugui glanced at Li Shu, pulled Zhao Cheng aside, and said softly: "A guest stayed here last night. When the girl woke him up in the morning, she found him dead."
Zhao Cheng asked: "How to die?"
"Foaming at the mouth, overdosed."
"That's his own problem. What does it have to do with the building?"
"If it were just like this, it would be fine if Hongxiulou paid more money, but the friend who came with the deceased insisted that neither he nor the deceased had the habit of taking medicine, nor did they bring medicine with them. So..."
Zhao Cheng interjected: "So he said this medicine was given by the girl in the building?"
"That's right!" Deng Fugui nodded.
"Isn't it true that there is no proof?" Zhao Cheng frowned.
"Isn't that good?" Deng Fugui sighed and said, "Mother Zheng doesn't admit it either!"
Zhao Cheng looked at Li Shu, who was still looking around, and asked, "Why is Minister Li here too?"
"This matter is even more difficult!" Deng Fugui raised his eyebrows.