Play Nice

Chapter 51 051: The dog head appeared, leading the business kingdom

He is a very young man with single eyelids, red lips and white teeth, and his facial features are not very good when separated, but they are particularly pleasing to the eye when combined, and can be described with one apt word: ugly and handsome.

He was dressed in a typical nightclub style, with a leather jacket and ripped jeans, a necklace around his neck, a sweater that was a bold bright orange, and he also dyed his hair, a matte gray-blue.

"What do you want me to help you with?"

He wears ear studs and tattoos behind his ears, and he speaks well.

Xiao Min's eyes were red, her hair was properly messy, her face was pitiful with pear blossoms and rain, she gasped with her mouth open: "I was given medicine, can you take me out?"

The other party's expression was very surprised: "Who is so bold?"

"The guest in Room 88."

"Room 88."

He repeated it to himself, then waved his hand.

It just so happened that the manager of this floor came out of Room 86, followed by a waiter who just got into trouble.The manager trotted forward and called out respectfully, "Master Fang."

At a young age, he was called 'Master', usually a young master with a background.

Then let's call the man Mr. Fang for the time being.

Master Fang asked the manager, "What did the guest in room 88 order?"

The manager has heard people report this: "Miss Shang said to throw it out."

Fang Xiaoye frowned: "Then why don't you throw it farther?"

When Xiao Min heard this, she was stunned: "You—"

Young Master Fang smiled suavely. Yes, he is a simple playboy: "Sorry, miss, the guest in Room 88 is my ancestor."

He went to his ancestors.

The manager called someone and dragged Xiao Min out.

The waiter who was behind the manager and got into trouble was new. He had never seen Mr. Fang, so he asked the manager, "Who is Mr. Fang?"

The manager reprimanded with a stern face: "You don't even know the big boss, do you still want to do it?"

Oh, the big boss who opened a hospital at home but didn't inherit the family property well and insisted on sharing power banks, mazas, and umbrellas.

I heard that the big boss's shared power bank, shared maza, and shared umbrella business have all failed, and recently they have started shared toilet paper.

The waiter thought to himself, this man has a lot of money and has nowhere to burn it.

"Who is the guest in Room 88?"

"Didn't you hear what the boss just said?" The manager emphasized, "That's the boss's ancestor."

The waiter thought: The boss's ancestors are really young.

The manager also educated the newcomers, saying that the private room No. 88 is a vvvip, which is not open to the public and only accepts the ancestors of the boss.

The waiter thought to himself: Although the boss is stupid, filial piety is more important.

Let's talk about the owner of this nightclub, Mr. Fang.

Fang Xiaoye's name: Fang Luming.

Fang Xiaoye's alias: Fang Dog Tou.

Yes, he is a dog head whose address book does not deserve to have a name in the business collar.Goutou opened the door and walked into private room No. 88.

"Ancestor, what are you doing?"

Don't get me wrong, no complaints.

Fang Luming didn't dare, he was afraid of business leaders.Although he is also a tyrant in the imperial capital, Fang Yaoye, but one thing falls, and the business leader is precisely stuck on his food chain.He has seen the video of Shang Lingling's restoration of the body, which is high-definition and not coded.He only watched for a few minutes and didn't eat much for three days.

Why did Shang Lingling send him a video of the restoration of the body, he didn't know, and he didn't dare to ask.

He is afraid that Shang Lingling is not only because of the video, but also because of the shadow of childhood.Although he didn't want to admit it himself, he couldn't deny that he and Shang Lingling were real childhood sweethearts.

Xiao Qingmei said, "Nothing, just kidding."

Fang Luming sat on the sofa on the left, moved in calmly, and tried to stay away from her as far as possible: "This is Huacheng, and Lu Changan has a long way to go. If something goes wrong and she hears the wind, I will also take a walk. don't stop."

After all, Lu Changan came from the Lu family and had a wide network of contacts.

"I said, nothing to do."

Shang Lingling was too lazy to explain, she casually ordered a song: Ten Rabbits.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became creepy.Fang Luming touched the back of his neck and wore a ring on his finger. Is that a ring?No, that's fashion.

The fashionable Fang Dogtou said, "Please keep asking me about your whereabouts."

"Don't pay attention to him." The business leader took a clean glass and poured the wine again.In fact, she is a little bit addicted to drinking, but she has rarely drank in recent years.

"What about the business?" Fang Goutou is also very serious when he is serious, "Shang Baolan has entered Shanghua International, and your grandfather intends to let her take over part of the business."

Shang Baolan is the eldest lady of the business. Before she came to the business, her surname was He and her name was He Baolan.

After Shang Lingling's father, Shang Huaixu, passed away, the old man Shang personally announced that He Baolan was also Shang Huaixu's daughter, born before marriage.Without a paternity test, the old man directly changed He Baolan's surname and put her on the merchant's genealogy.After that, the merchant has an extra daughter.

Shang Lingling snorted, not interested.

Shanghua International is engaged in education, and its main business is aristocratic schools. The business territory has been expanded to many countries. It is no exaggeration to say that the business is a business empire.

Shang Baolan is an illegitimate daughter, Shang Qingdong is an adopted son, and only Shang Lingling is the bloodline of the merchant's bloodline.Shang Lingling's mother, Yang Shu, came from the Yang family in the imperial capital. The Yang family monopolized seven points of the domestic red wine market. She was born with a golden spoon in her mouth. It was Shang Lingling. If she wanted to fight, there was nothing to do with Shang Baolan and Shang Qiongdong .

But she didn't show her face, after that.

"You don't plan to go back?"

The business leader frowned and said melancholy, "I haven't married Jing Zhao yet."

Fang Luming: "..."

It seems that if you don't get people, the little devil will not let himself fall.

"In case," Fang Luming wanted to cheer up when talking to the little devil, "I mean in case, if you haven't gotten anyone, could it be that you've been living in Huacheng?"

The rotating laser light turned elsewhere, and the surroundings of Shang Lingling darkened: "There is no such possibility."

"I say in case."

"There is nothing in case." The light came to care for her again, and she was particularly partial to her eyes, which reflected very brightly, "I will definitely marry Jing Zhao."

Fang Luming, who is more diligent in changing female partners than hairstyles, does not understand the morbid obsession of business leaders. In his opinion, he is just a man. There are two-legged men all over the street, except Jing Zhao and Zhao. Summoning money, calling Sun, calling Li Zhao.Take him as an example, if Sunny is not obedient, then change to Wendy, Cindy, Candy, Judy.

Worried?

It is impossible to be distracted in this life.

"You only want beauties, not businessmen?"

Look, how dedicated he is, not only to care for the beauty of the business leader, but also to care for her country.

Such a dog head can't be found now even with a lantern.

The business leader was drinking wine and shaking her shoes. The wine made people drowsy. She said lazily, "Who said I don't want the country?"

Of course both.

"Then have you made any progress?" As a dog-headed military strategist, Fang Luming's ideas were not one basket or half baskets.

"Jing Zhao didn't even give me WeChat."

Fang Luming suddenly felt a chill on his back.

The little devil smiled at him: "I thank you for your good idea."

Ah.

The dog's head didn't want to do it for a long time, okay?
Fang Luming felt that Shang Lingling was his retribution, that he did not care about Sunny, Wendy, Cindy, Candy and Judy.

Heaven and earth conscience, he left the bank card!

He defended in a low voice: "Then you can't blame me, it's Jing Zhao's trouble."

A pair of beautiful eyes looked over.

His eyes dodged: "I'm not scolding him, I'm stating the facts."

The last person who scolded Jing Zhao was dragged out just now.

Fang Luming reached out and touched the bottle of wine, wanting to drink a drink.

Shang Lingling pressed a finger on the mouth of the bottle: "Did you drink before you came here?"

"I didn't drink."

She put down the cup and was slightly drunk: "Send me back."

Fang Luming came to Huacheng not to meet her, but to discuss the franchise plan of sharing toilet paper.

"I have an appointment."

She listened, but didn't: "Send me back."

I don't want to!

I can't drive myself!
Fang Luming: "Oh."

"Thank you."

"..."

No, ancestors.

The fate of Fang Luming and Shang Lingling has to start from the Fang family's move to the Emperor's Mansion.

That year, Fang Luming was less than five years old.The neighbor's family name is Shang, and the merchant has a pink and tender girl who looks better than a doll.

He asked his mother to put him in a small suit and a bow tie, and ran to the business.

"I heard from my mother that you are younger than me." He giggled, "Sister, let's go play in the mud."

At that time, the little witch hadn't grown up, wearing a beautiful and expensive princess dress, and a little milky: "Fools play in the mud."

Fool Fang, who likes to play with mud the most: "..."

　*****
　　Lingling: I don't play with fools.

　　Dog Head: Draw a circle and curse you for not marrying Jing Zhao!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)