Chapter 12
"More than ten big guys, even five other people can't deal with each other. Why don't you take Wu Gou and collect the fifty states of Guanshan?, tsk tsk tsk... Just the cowardly looks of you guys, it's simply..." Chen Jie was standing in front of the young literary men with bruised noses, dejected faces, and a silly face, with a sarcastic and sarcastic expression in his mouth.
"Okay, Brother Jie let them go. They are all scholars, so how can they withstand the beatings of those guys?" Li Qingzhao pushed Chen Jie, who was furious, and said in a low voice.
"Hmph, forget it, by the way, sister, you're fine, right?" Chen Jie let go of these young literary men who were scolded by her so much that they didn't say anything.
"Well, it's okay..." Li Qingzhao's face was red and pink, not because of the drunkenness, but because of her screaming that the whole restaurant was almost chaotic. But when it comes to it, it's all because of the bastard Lei Fengxia, who not only robbed him twice, but also called himself the rabbit girl.
Where does aunt look like a rabbit? Li Qingzhao shouted again in her heart, and her beautiful Danfeng eyes stared into angry agate grapes.
And the literary young man who was trained by Chen Jie to his eyes was red when he saw Li Qingzhao, the beautiful goddess, talking to him and others, was so excited that he wanted to rush over and lick him. Goddess, Miss Li is really worthy of being the dream goddess of our dream seeds of study.
So understanding, so gentle and generous, especially the smile, so intoxicating...
Chen Jie ignored these literary youths who were thinking randomly and were extremely turbulent in their hearts, but looked at Li Qingzhao with concern. "I said it's okay, why do you feel very angry..."
"Is there any? Haha, Brother Jie, you must have read it wrong." Li Qingzhao smiled dryly, her inner depression and madness were really unreported to others.
"By the way, the Lei Fengxiao called you just now, um?" Chen Jie was halfway through and suddenly found that his mouth was blocked by the girl Qingzhao, and he kept winking at him. Chen Jie rolled his eyes helplessly for a long time before he took Li Qingzhao's hand away. "What the hell is going on?"
"Good sister, can you tell me when I go back?!" Seeing Li Qingzhao's shameful, anxious and annoyed look, Chen Jie had to nod. He turned around and looked at the little brother, and waved his hand impatiently. "It's all gone, I'll take Sister Qingzhao away first. By the way, Brother Feng, remember to check out, it's your turn today..."
"Hey, hey, we haven't asked the Li family's wife to comment on our poems recently. Hello, don't leave..." A group of literary youths rushed to the door of the court like a group of buzzing flies, but Chen Jie took the door with him, especially the two buddies in front almost made the solid wooden door and the people behind him into a squeeze pneumothorax.
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"Hmph, a bunch of timid guys who are not even as good as girls in a fight. My sister goes and goes to my sister's house to drink. Your brother-in-law has bought a lot of good wines these days." Chen Jie curled his lips disdainfully, and walked around the first floor with Li Qingzhao's arm in his arms.
After staying in Chen Jie's carriage, when he heard Li Qingzhao telling the complete experience of being rescued, Chen Jie held his stomach and bent over with a smile. It took him a long time to get up. Seeing Li Qingzhao's shameful and annoyed look, he quickly looked straight. "No wonder my sister was so angry. That Lei Fengxia is really annoying, hateful."
"That's right, hum, if I catch him, I will definitely, I will definitely..." Li Qingzhao pinched her pink fist and thought for a long time, but she didn't know how to punish her savior. However, when she thought of the guy covering her lips with her hands, she seemed to press her tongue, and her pretty face became hot for no reason.
Forget it, think about such a difficult problem next time. Li Qingzhao cleared her throat and quickly changed the topic. "By the way, Brother Jie, where did my brother-in-law get the fine wine this time? Is there aged flower carvings?"
The carriage gradually drifted away with the laughter of the two women, leaving only a few young literary men with bruised noses and swollen faces on the second floor gritted their teeth.
"Xia Lei Feng, my king XX is incompatible with you!"
"Lei Fengxia, I, Mr. Zhao, will definitely not have a break with you!"
All kinds of angry roars resounded throughout the restaurant, making the diners in the restaurant throw their chopsticks. "Damn it, can you still have a good meal? You scream and then make the drinks fly. What else do you want now? Do you want me to watch you bastards act today!"
Seeing countless diners throwing away chopsticks and picking up their clothes, and holding them up, they act like they are about to start arguing when they are disagreeing. This young literary man was so scared that he quickly shut up and took a pack of grievance tears in his mouth, like a group of aggrieved young wives who have been wronged, escaped from the restaurant one after another.
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Not long after Wang Yang and his group returned to Yihong Building panting, the night gradually rose, and the lights were on, and Yihong Building also began to usher in a day's peak in the guest.
After having enough wine and having enough food, Wang Daguanren, who had experienced a very exciting post-dinner exercise and night running, walked into Yihonglou slowly with satisfaction and played the harmless Tai Chi pusher with two girls who wanted to come and take a nap. Wang Daguanren decided to go back to his room and take a nap. Anyway, the current time for Yihonglou, nightlife has just begun.
At this moment, Wang Po on the second floor of the backyard was furious and spitting at the trembling manager. "You eat my mother's, drink my mother's, and use my mother's, and you're always talking nonsense. Now you can't do something small, so what's the use of raising you as a waste?"
A beautiful woman who was whispering to Liu Yiyi turned her head and said softly. "Mom, this is no wonder that she is in charge of things. It's not because, in the eyes of those scholars, our Yihong Building is too low. Otherwise, even if they pay more, they would want to write for those famous buildings in Tokyo... Unfortunately, they look down on them."
Wang Po turned her head and squeezed out a rare smile at the top girl Yunyan, the leading flower courtesan of Yihonglou, and handed over the pieces of rice paper with words in her hand that she had just taken.
"Oh, my mother doesn't know, but if there are no good lyrics, how can our Yihong Building attract those good guests? If those precious guests don't come, how can we let our Yihong Building go to the next level? Otherwise, daughter, you can pick one or two lyrics that are just right now and sing them first..."
"Since you said so, mom, then there is no reason why my daughter is not obedient. But if the words are not good, I am afraid that the guests will be unhappy..." Miss Yunyan gently lifted the white lotus-like jade wrist and took it lazily in her hand. After picking it for a long time, she barely picked out two pictures, which were still pretty, and then she quit.
"Why are you standing there? Get out of here? Hurry up and go find a suitable word for me. Money is not a problem, but if the quality is still similar to these, let me see how I deal with you." Wang Po glared at Manager Niu viciously and shouted.
Manager Niu could only nod and smile and exit the room, and walked downstairs with helpless expressions and miserable expressions. He happened to see Wang Yang walking towards the door with a strange tone. "Oh, Manager Niu, why does he look miserable? Could it be a few days when you have a very distressed and troubled day every month."
Chapter completed!