Manshu's fingertips touched his hand and quickly withdrew.
Xu Qiao was fooled by Qi Yue's backstabbing.
Just after you told him not to be pity for her, he started chatting with her?
Is this intentional?
Xu Qiao looked at Qi Yue: "Brother Qi, do you know him?"
Qi Yue shook his head: "I just heard about her."
"I heard that she is so famous?" Xu Qiao looked at Manshu again, but she still didn't recognize her.
Call her beautiful, she is really beautiful.
But as someone who used a lot of tricks to invite Qi Yue, Xu Qiao knew that he was not interested in beautiful girls.
Because when he first hired someone, he used a honey trap.
Unfortunately, the other party didn't take the bait at all.
"She is not famous, but her master..."
Before Qi Yue finished speaking, he was interrupted by Xu Qiao: "Yes, whose closed disciple did you just say she was?"
"Best wishes to old age, and best wishes to Kuangsheng."
The name Zhu Kuangsheng is actually not very popular among the younger generation.
After all, Zhu Lao has grown old and retired.
But Shen Yan and Feng Cheng both went to pay homage to Mr. Zhu when he celebrated his birthday. The elders in the family were friends with Mr. Zhu in the past, so of course they knew each other.
But Xu Qiao is different, he is just a dude.
When it came to Zhu Kuangsheng, he had no idea who it was.
He didn't know that there was always someone in the crowd who was watching.
"Is it the Zhu Kuangsheng I thought of?"
"Damn it, no way. Isn't Mr. Zhu not willing to accept disciples easily? He has been retired for many years. When did he accept a closed disciple?"
"As far as I know, Mr. Zhu has accepted closed disciples more than ten years ago. Do these closed disciples still have more?"
Yes, shouldn't there be only one closed disciple?
Xu Qiao was not afraid of being ugly and asked Qi Yue directly: "Who is Zhu Kuangsheng? Is he awesome?"
Just hearing the name, it’s really crazy.
It's a pity that his parents didn't name him Xu Kuangsheng or something, otherwise he would be so crazy!
Before Qi Yue could speak, someone naturally gave Xu Qiao some popular science.
"Brother Qiao, I know. I heard from the elders in my family that this Mr. Zhu is the Beidou of the stone gambling industry. He is respected in the stone gambling industry in China."
"It is said that there are countless people who want the younger members of the family to take Master Zhu as their teacher. Unfortunately, he has not received any of them."
"..."
Everyone was talking about it, and Xu Qiao finally understood.
This Mr. Zhu is a celebrity in the stone gambling world.
And the girl in front of me used some shameful method to get Mr. Zhu to accept her as his closed disciple.
Xu Qiao saw that Manshu looked straight and orderly, and then imagined the image of Zhu Kuangsheng who was still going strong in his seventies and eighties.
That expression doesn't look very good.
"Girl, what's the point of playing with an old man? After you lose, how about playing with your brother?"
As soon as he said this, Yan Manshu was not the only one he offended.
Feng Cheng and Shen Yan's faces were not very good-looking either, let alone their cousin Yan Li.
If Manshu hadn't stopped him, Yan Li would have gone up and punched Xu Qiao.
This is nothing, the more angry person is on the second floor.
Originally, the room here was open to the bottom, and the trouble in the place below could be seen clearly from above.
Xu Qiao was so complacent that he didn't know how to restrain his voice.
In the room on the second floor, the man half-squinted his eyes, and his eyes, like cold stars, instantly condensed into a storm.
"Whose family does that belong to?"
It's just a coincidence that Yan Zhan is here today.
The owner of this woolen yard is half of his friend.
The two of them want to discuss business and drink tea above.
It's very lively down here today, and the boss takes it as fun and shares it with Yan Zhan.