After Yipinxiang's banquet, everyone moved to the yard called Meixiang to continue chatting.

It only takes a few minutes to get there. I have to say that these girls are quite rich. The housing prices around the palace can be imagined, but they can own a yard here, and they don’t know whether they bought or rented it.

The green bamboos are rooted in clusters of flowers, the courtyard is quiet, and the decorations in the house are even more elegant. The landscape paintings and poems are inscribed inscriptions, which make you know it is very stylish.

Mei Xiang asked her aunt to serve tea and water, prepare melon seeds and snacks, and stay busy. When everything is ready, Mei Xiang suggested that they can play a game or play mahjong a few laps, anyway, it's still early.

Several girls nodded repeatedly, only Wen Yaer obviously didn't like these entertainments very much. Her market positioning should be a young talent who recites poetry, not such popular entertainment projects. So she has never spoken out much. Anyway, other girls have already stirred up the atmosphere, so she just needs to sit next to Ye Bei, without saying anything.

"Director Ye, what do you think? It's still early anyway, and it won't be a problem to play two laps."

Ye Bei thought before, he said he would sit for a while, then leave after drinking tea, but now he has become a mahjong again. After playing a few laps, will he stay for the night?

Men, their ears are too soft and they can't listen to women's soft requests. Ye Bei thought to himself that the rings and jewelry, pearl hairpins and jade bracelets on these girls were begging customers to buy them. They just wanted men to be proud of their face and like to be fat.

Ye Bei naturally would not stay and play mahjong. He just came out of work on the first day and didn’t go home at night. He couldn’t set a bad example for his colleagues: “I don’t need mahjong. I have to get up early tomorrow, so I will go back after drinking tea.”

Mei Xiang didn't stop him, but said, "Since you have something to do, I won't keep much. But it's boring to have tea or smoke. So, do you want to smoke?"

Wang Lin nodded immediately: "If you have to, it's best to smoke and digest food."

So the aunt took out a few foreign cigarettes with the upper size from the room and put them on an exquisite tray. She gave them one by one, and the last one was delivered to Ye Bei.

Ye Bei shook his hand and said he would not suck it.

"Sister Wen, please smoke. I know. Sister Wen is also a smoker." Mei Xiang said.

Ye Bei had no objection: "Miss Wen, if you want to smoke, then let's smoke it for you."

"Thank you then." Wen Yaer went to the smoke gracefully, then turned her head and lit it on the candlelight, which was completely opposite to her Wen Jing's image before. This skillful action shows that she is an old smoke gun.

After a while, the house was already filled with smoke and the conversation became even more exciting. Wang Lin also talked about various legends in the palace, such as haunted, some spirit cats, and some dragon bones. Anyway, it was a mess.

"The palace has 9,999 rooms, a history of 1,200 years. It's not surprising that there are any strange things in it. And people often disappear, and no one knows what monsters there are. Director Ye, you should also pay attention when making movies, and you can't walk around." Wang Lin said with a crackling sound.

Ye Bei nodded and said yes, and the tea was almost done at this time, and Ye Bei felt that he should leave.

"Sir." Just as Ye Bei was about to get up and say goodbye, he suddenly heard Wen Ya'er beside him calling him, so he turned his head to look, but a burst of white smoke surged over, rushing straight into his nostrils with a strange fragrance.

In an instant, Ye Bei's nerves were tense, his internal force closed his senses, and a question came out in his mind, "Is this a scent?" But he had just come to Zhongzhou City, so why would anyone plot against him?"

I couldn't figure it out, but almost instantly, Ye Bei made up his mind and prepared to use the trick, fell to the ground, greeting him with his head and the floor tiles.

At this time, everyone in the house stood up, and even Wang Lin changed his face: "It's really troublesome, so I don't like this kind of advanced youth. You can't let him do whatever he wants in the palace. We have to control him, otherwise the things we do will be exposed."

Wang Lin's subordinates nodded repeatedly, and even the girls present agreed. It was hard to imagine that they were in the same group.

The Mei Xiang even said, "What should I do now? Should I kill him?"

"No need." Wang Lin glared at Mei Xiang: "We are seeking money, not killing our lives. We originally thought that we would play mahjong a few times, lose money to him, and let him have a handle in our hands. Unexpectedly, he was so uncooperated and had no choice but to give him some other means. In this way, you can take him back tonight, serve him well, and remember to leave some close things for his personalities. If he meddled with other people's business in the future, we would use these things to threaten him."

Wen Ya'er was also from their group, and nodded silently to express obedience.

"You guys send him to Yaer's yard. Yaer, stay first, and I'll explain to you a few more words."

Ye Beixin thought about what the situation was, what were these people doing? Why did they need their own handles? What were they afraid of discovering?

Ye Bei was confused, but he thought it had something to do with his entry into the palace to make a movie. What is the relationship between the palace and making money?

He continued to pretend to be unconscious and was carried by three big men. Ye Bei was relieved of his strength, as heavy as a pool of cement. Soon he arrived at another yard, the smell changed, and a faint fragrance floated in the air. This must be Wen Ya'er's yard. Ye Bei was moved to a wooden collapse. It was already early summer, and he didn't need to cover the quilt and felt cool.

After the person left, there was only one Ye Bei left in the yard. After waiting for about ten minutes, two footsteps walked in from outside, and it was Wen Yaer and her aunt.

"Auntie, go to bed first."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work tonight." The aunt turned around and left.

Then the sound of two footsteps turned into one, and when he stepped into the room, Ye Bei was still pretending to be dizzy, waiting for the other party to get closer.

Wen Yaer stood in the distance and stared at Ye Bei blankly. She had never seen the young handsome guy before, but Ye Bei's appearance was too high. With Ye Bei's directorial talent, Wen Yaer only felt that they shouldn't attack Ye Bei.

She slowly approached, sat on the edge of the collapse, and said slowly, "It's just that Wang Lin is greedy and suspicious, afraid that you will find out that he stole the treasures of the palace, so she must catch your handle." After pausing for a few seconds, she made up her mind and said, "Well, Ya'er and you have a night of spring, can be considered a compensation for you."

Ye Bei now realized that he had encountered a huge palace property theft group, and he felt that Wang Lin was a custodian.

"Compensation? Why do I think if you succeed, it is not your compensation to me, but you take advantage of me? I am pure and clean, and I am good, sir..." Ye Bei suddenly opened his eyes, and a divine light locked the other party.

Wen Yaer covered Yin Tao's mouth in surprise and looked at Ye Bei straight, as if she didn't believe that he was recovering so quickly.
Chapter completed!