Meng Jia slammed the table angrily: "If you don't eat the toast, you will be fined! Young Master..."
The Hao Nu next to him couldn't help it and reminded him: "Young master, a small impatience will mess up a big plan..."
Meng Jia's hands and eyes immediately turned around and pointed at the door of the private room: "You are the one I'm talking about. What are you looking at? Get this thief down for me!"
At the door, Gu Changgui's men turned around to escape, but were pushed to the ground by the slaves.
The violent energy in Meng Jia's body was ready to stir up. He stepped forward and kicked him a few times, and said angrily: "Who gave you the courage to spy on me? Do you want to harm me and beat me to death?"
One of the Hao slaves was very mature and cautious. He felt that this person looked familiar. He recognized him carefully for a moment and reminded Meng Jia in a low voice: "He seems to be a member of the Gu family."
Meng Jia sneered: "It's true that it belongs to him, he must have bad intentions!" He rushed over, broke his sternum with his foot, picked him up by the waist, and threw him out of the window.
There was a muffled sound, and people on the street screamed and ran away. The Gu family's boy struggled on the ground for a few times and stopped moving.
Humph, let’s see if you’re scared!
Meng Jia glanced at Gu Fenglin threateningly and calmly ordered his servant: "See if he is dead."
Hao Nu came back in a moment and said: "He's not dead, his legs are broken and his head is bruised."
Meng Jia said: "Drag people to the Sun Family Pharmacy, ask them what they mean, and send people to assassinate the young master. Do you want to make my father angry to death and further control the government?"
He is arrogant and domineering, not afraid of causing trouble at all, and as soon as he opens his mouth, he defines the incident as an assassination attempt and an attempt to control the government, which is very reasonable.
But no matter how cruel he was, Gu Fenglin still sat there calmly, drinking tea and eating cakes and watching the fun, not caring at all.
Meng Jia couldn't help it anymore and slammed the table: "I'll give you fifty thousand taels of silver! Give me Mu Yunhan!"
Gu Fenglin looked at him and smiled, then took out a gold ingot from his arms.
Meng Jia Mao said suddenly: "Let me tell you, who doesn't love money? You don't want silver but gold? Fifty thousand taels of gold is too much and I can't make the decision. How about ten thousand taels of gold?"
The Meng family was already a wealthy man before he became an official. After his father became the prime minister, he did not stop making money.
He was the only child in the family, and everything belonged to him. His grandmother alone left him a lot of private money when she died.
Ten thousand taels of gold is enough to marry a noble girl.
Tsk tsk, it was only after meeting someone like him that she became so rich and generous. Mu Yunhan should really thank him for giving her face.
Meng Jia shook her fan and waited for Gu Fenglin's agreement with a smile: "If you still think it's less, then add more until you're satisfied."
Gu Fenglin raised the corners of his lips and smiled, pointed at the gold ingot, then at the jade pendant around his waist, and finally at the window, stood up and left.
"Gold, jade..." Meng Jia looked out and saw an old willow tree outside the window, with green branches floating like a madman's hair.
"Damn it! The mute pretty boy is bullying someone too much!" Meng Jia slammed the table hard and was so angry that he couldn't speak.
Haonu was curious: "Master, what did he say? You guys can't understand."
Meng Jia gave each of them a slap in the face: "The gold and jade on the outside are ruined, but I'm scolding you pigs who only know how to eat but not work!"
Haonu covered his head and did not dare to speak, thinking in his heart, the person named Gu was clearly scolding you, the young master!
Meng Jia fanned himself angrily, then suddenly shuddered: "What, what's the pretty boy's last name?" (To be continued)