Black-bellied president, love is too much!

Chapter 7
Han Xiaoxiao stood up, broke the discordant atmosphere, and flattered Yang Qing with a flattering smile.

"Sister Qingzi, Haiqing needs to raise [-] yuan in five days, so I need to ask you to take care of her and arrange some rooms where she can make money."

Yang Qing took a sip of the cigarette in her hand, and smiled casually: "No problem, I will definitely help if there is any difficulty. A distinguished guest booked a private room today, smile, take her to familiarize herself with the environment first, and wait for the distinguished guest later Come on, let's go in together."

When Han Xiaoxiao heard this, the corners of his mouth became more curved, his eyes sparkled, and he bowed to Yang Qing to thank him.

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As soon as Mu Ziyuan entered the luxury private room, someone stepped forward and handed over a gift box as if offering a treasure.

"Brother Mu, I got a new Swiss diamond knife today. The blade is made of luminous diamonds. It's very useful!"

Mu Ziyuan raised his eyelids, strode over and sat down in the center of the leather sofa, with his legs comfortably folded on the table, and took out a hand from his trouser pocket.

"Really? Show me."

The man handed it to him in a fawning manner.

The blade is small, one finger wide and six minutes long, inlaid with five water-blue gemstones. Mu Ziyuan stretched out his hand to open it. The blade is transparent, shining white luminous light in the dark, very beautiful.

Mu Ziyuan held a small knife and approached the man offering the knife, aiming the blade at the man's chest.

The man turned pale with fright, and stepped back again and again:

"Brother Mu, don't make jokes, this knife has been sealed!"

Mu Ziyuan exerted a little force, and the man's suit and shirt were scratched, but did not hurt his skin.

The man's forehead was sweating and his legs were shaking.

Mu Ziyuan looked at him trembling all over and smiled sullenly, "What are you afraid of!"

He shifted direction, stood up and swiped the dagger in the private room a few times, and then slashed at the marble table, even cutting off a corner.

Mu Ziyuan looked at the knife in his hand, his eyes were shining, and nodded: "Not bad, it is indeed a good knife!"

"Brother Mu likes it, so give it to Brother Mu!" The man casually raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and said with a dog-legged smile.

Mu Ziyuan smiled at him, unceremoniously raised his hand holding the blade and said, "Thank you!"

The man took two steps back in fright, and nodded with an apologetic smile.

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When Yang Qing brought Xia Haiqing and other girls over, Mu Ziyuan was sitting on the sofa playing with a knife with his head down. The brothers beside him kept talking to him, and he would occasionally turn his head and smile back.

Yang Qing wanted to strike up a conversation with him, but he didn't look up and pay attention at all.

Although Yang Qing wanted to please Mu Ziyuan, she didn't dare to dance in front of him too much. Seeing his attitude, she simply greeted the others and walked out.

The top card Jia Jia was there, and the other liquor sellers were tactful and didn't rub against Mu Ziyuan's side, and each chose a man to sit next to.

After Xia Haiqing waited for everyone to sit down, he walked up to a man who was ordering songs and sat down.

She was trembling slightly nervously, but she always remembered that she had to sell wine to get a commission.

Xia Haiqing clasped his hands tightly together, and carefully asked the man beside him.

"What would you like to drink, sir?"

Jiang Bancheng is the son of the mayor of Jiangcheng City. He often plays with Mu Ziyuan and the others, but today he is not very happy, so he is not very interested in playing. The other girls are the best at observing his words. It is precisely because his expression is wrong that they did not come over. .

But Xia Haiqing didn't know the temper of these rich kids.

Jiang Bancheng was disturbed, he accidentally turned to look at her happily, frowning slightly.

Xia Haiqing shuddered again when he saw him, but he kept smiling and repeated, "What kind of wine do you want to drink, sir?"

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　　One day in the future, Mu Ziyuan will make an emotional private visit.

　　Reporter: I heard that Mrs. Mu once worked as a lady in Dynasty One, does Mr. Mu not mind?

　　Mu Ziyuan: I don't mind, because my wife's guest of honor is always me.But I don't mind if you ask such a question!
　　Mu Ziyuan's eyes gradually sank, and he smashed her video camera.

　　reporter:……

　　Mu Ziyuan: Remember, don't put any pronouns that demean your dignity with my wife, or I will ruin your reputation in Jiangcheng!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)