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318 Apocalypse

Si Le Fang.

Madam Hu slowly turned the wine glass in her hand and asked quietly: "What did that person say?"

The trembling boy knelt there and said hesitantly: "He said that the Mu family in Qingzhou is here and wants to collect our rent..."

"Qingzhou Mu Family." Aunt Hu put down her wine glass, "Have you ever asked what the person who sent the message looks like?"

Beijing Yanli Prefecture.

Li Qing frowned, with a very ugly look on his face: "Li Zhong, what does the Mu family young master you mentioned look like?"

"He is dressed elegantly in white, has a handsome face, and carries a long sword on his waist. When he swings the long sword, it can blow up the wind and dust, and his skills are extraordinary." Li Zhong replied.

"This should be..." Li Qing sighed, "Third Young Master."

"The eldest son of the Mu family has been in poor health these years and has not been out and about for many years. The second son is born with a disability and rarely leaves the Mu family. Only the third son is similar in age, and the third son does practice swordsmanship with a famous master, so there should be nothing wrong with that.

." Li Deng nodded.

"Currently, the most likely successor to the Mu family in Qingzhou is this third young master." Li Qing sighed again.

Gongsun Mansion.

Gongsun is not a famous surname, but he has great power in Tianqi. He does not do direct physical business, but he has almost contracted more than half of the banks and pawn shops in Tianqi City. He is a tycoon that no one can ignore. But this big family is now

The person in charge is just a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old.

His father died of a serious illness two years ago, and his mother died soon after, leaving him with only one son. At that time, many people thought that one child could not support such a big family, and people who came to the bank to ask for money were

At certain times the queue was almost full.

But he miraculously inherited his father's property and even developed it even more. In the end, he finally became the "bad boy of the Gongsun family" that even a wealthy man like Li Qing did not dare to look down upon. He could compete with a big shopkeeper like Aunt Hu.

Ping Qiping sat at a table eating and talking.

This person is Gongsun Xiao, but he doesn't like this name. He likes others to call him - Gongzi Xiao. But now, there is a person who is more worthy of the word "Gongzi" than him and has stepped into this apocalypse.

"Collecting rent?" Gongsun Xiao smiled, "Only the Mu family in Qingzhou dares to speak so loudly."

Caiyi Building.

A small square table.

A small wooden stool.

A cup of rice wine, a stack of peanuts, and a plate of braised beef.

A neatly dressed old man ate three peanuts, a piece of beef, and drank a sip of rice wine. His clothes were inlaid with gold threads, and he wore a ring on his hand. The gems on it were shining with faint blue light. He was very charming.

Money, so rich that he is famous throughout Tianqi.

He has been in business for decades and has countless properties under his name. No matter how wealthy the wealthy tycoons in Tianqi City see him, they will bow and call him "Mr. Chen." Even people like Li Qing only dare to secretly curse "Chen" behind his back.

"Old man", you still have to force yourself to smile politely when you meet him.

But this rich old man likes to come here every evening to drink a pot of wine, eat a plate of peanuts and a plate of braised beef, and then sit upstairs and watch the sunset while tipsy.

"Even with fifteen dishes of wine and food, I'm not afraid of dying." Old Man Chen took a sip of wine and sneered.

Since noon, there has been a steady stream of news. But whether he heard that the three sects and nineteen palaces were attending the banquet, or that the two supervisors arrived at the same time, and that the six ministries and even hundreds of officials from the court rushed to the banquet, he was all

There was no reaction at all, and he was still drinking by himself.

Until I heard this latest news.

"Qingzhou Mu Family." Mr. Chen put down his wine glass and gently put down his chopsticks.

"Let's go!" Aunt Hu stood up, waved her hands, and a red light shirt fell to the ground, revealing the plump and beautiful body underneath. She turned around and pulled it, and a gorgeous bright red dress was already put on her body.

.Even she has always been ready for the banquet.

"Let's go!" Li Qing walked straight towards the door.

"Let's go!" Gongsun Xiao yawned lazily.

"Let's go." Old Mrs. Chen stood up and walked downstairs step by step, bathing in the sunset.

The four tycoons who controlled the entire economic lifeline of Tianqi finally came to Qianjintai because of these four words "Qingzhou Mu Family".

Mu Chunfeng was standing at the door waiting for them. It was only half an hour since he left the table, but he didn't seem to be in a hurry at all. He just stood there quietly with a slight smile and calm composure.

Finally, four sedans arrived at Qianjin Terrace from four directions.

Different from the swarm of officials brought by Grand Master Dong, the speed of these four sedans is intriguing. They don't move fast. They don't seem to be anxious because the young master of the Mu family in Qingzhou is coming, but they don't move slowly either.

Expressing the due respect for the Mu family in Qingzhou.

I came here to give you the face of the Mu family in Qingzhou, but I don’t think I’m afraid of your Mu family. After all, you are just the third young master who has not inherited the family power. We have dominated Tianqi City for so many years. Do you think that when you come?

Should you bow your head because of this?

If your surname is not Mu, who are you?

The sedan finally stopped beside the gorgeous carriage pulled by five horses.

Four people got out of the sedan at the same time.

Li Chong, Aunt Hu, Gongsun Xiao, and Mrs. Chen.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, young master. When I first met you, you were still a child." Li Zhong spoke first.

Aunt Hu smiled: "What a handsome young man. Would you like to come to my Silefang for a drink tonight?"

Gongsun Xiao tilted his head: "Mr. Mu, I'm glad to meet you. I wonder what your real name is?"

Old Mr. Chen spoke the slowest. He coughed heavily first, and then spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm: "How is your father's health lately?"

Four people came, but their intentions were not good. How could a young man like this be able to control them?

Mu Chunfeng didn't mind, and just smiled leisurely: "There are so many questions at once, I really can't answer them. But I brought some of your old friends here, maybe I can chat with you. Shopkeeper Tian."

The curtain of the carriage was opened, and Tian Mozhi stepped out.

"Shopkeeper Jin Yan!" Li Zhong was stunned.

Immediately after Tian Mozhi, three more people walked down.

The four Apocalypse giants who were originally indifferent were no longer as calm as before.

Shopkeeper Tian Mozhi of Jinyan, Shopkeeper Shi Qingshui of Tieshang, Shopkeeper Sang Jicheng of Linglong, and Shopkeeper Feng Buifeng. Of the seven shopkeepers of Qingzhou Mu Family, four of them came during this trip!

Everyone knows that Qingzhou Mu Mansion has many industries and has hundreds of shopkeepers. Among them, the seventh shopkeeper is the most powerful. Each of them is a big shot who can stir up the entire Beili business world. Even if they stand in Tianqi City, these four

In front of the big man, he is not inferior at all.

"Want to chat?" Mu Chunfeng smiled and said, "Don't worry, the four shopkeepers will have a good chat with you in the next few days. If you don't have any objections, I'm a little hungry, so I might as well just eat the food and wine.

How about the fifteen-cup royal banquet? I'm hungry."

"No objection? Then let's go."
Chapter completed!
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