Not to mention, after that, Kong Ximing will celebrate with Bai Shixian and Xiang Qiaoling. After sending the three of them away, Uncle Jiang returned to Leng Yueshan's study, looking at Leng Yueshan who was half-lying on the recliner, Uncle Jiang stood not far away and stopped talking.

"Say it, say whatever you want!" Although Leng Yueshan didn't open his eyes, he still knew that the person who came was Uncle Jiang, and he also knew that this Uncle Jiang would definitely come over to talk to him.

"Ahem. Uncle Jiang coughed dryly twice before he spoke, "Old man, why did you agree to Miss Bai? This plan is not the best for us, there is not much profit to be made!"

Leng Yueshan slowly opened his eyes, he glanced at Uncle Jiang, and then his subordinates used strength to stand up from the recliner: "I naturally know that there is not much profit. Just ......"

Leng Yueshan was stuck when he said this, and his eyes met Uncle Jiang, who was puzzled, "Over there of the Bai family, I owe a favor before, and this time, I just treat it as a favor." ”

It turned out to be so. Uncle Jiang suddenly felt that Leng Yueshan's answer made him stuff all the words he wanted to ask again into his stomach.

Also, Leng Yueshan is not a person who likes to owe favors, since there is such an opportunity to pay it back now, then he naturally has to seize it.

The matter of Qisheng's cooperation with the Leng family spread almost overnight throughout the streets and alleys of the Imperial City, not that the Leng family's forces had penetrated to such an extent, but that Kong Ximing began to vigorously publicize it from the moment the cooperation was reached.

The Leng family is like a revenue guarantee backing, no matter who cooperates with it, in the end it will only win and not lose, which is summarized after thousands of days of shopping mall battles.

Therefore, Kong Ximing has to spare no effort to let the world know about their cooperation between Qisheng and the Leng family.

In the newly built office for Mu Qing, Ke Wenjun had a look of resentment on his face, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the newspaper in his hand that was almost crushed by him: "Mr. Xiang, what the old man did in this matter is not authentic! How can he be like this! Didn't he say that he would only cooperate with our family?"

"What is written in the contract?" asked Xiang Wan, who was sitting on the sofa drinking tea.

"He......" Ke Wenjun choked, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he had to shake his head helplessly, "This matter is my mistake, and I didn't take this into account at the time!"

"That's right, since you can't stop it, you can only watch quietly!" Xiang Wan's tone was like a colleague who didn't care about himself, which actually made Ke Wenjun anxious.

"No, Mr. Xiang, my big Mr. Xiang, take a good look, this Kong Ximing is now just afraid that he wants the whole world to know about their relationship between Qisheng and the Leng family! Is this to attract all eyes to them? They are so excited, then we can't even touch the corner of propaganda!?"

"If you can't touch it, you can't touch it!" Xiang Wan said the words again that made Ke Wenjun vomit blood.

"No, hey, I said Xiang Wan, who is this company? How do I feel, now the emperor is not in a hurry, the eunuch is in a hurry!" Ke Wenjun glared at Xiang Wan, "Hey, don't tell you, you are planning to give up halfway? Don't be kidding! My heart can't stand it!"

The corners of Xiang Wan's mouth twitched, and she looked up at him: "Who told you that I was going to give up? I think you are worrying about the sky, and you can make something out of nothing!"

"But you ......"

"I," Xiang Wan sat up straight, paused for a moment, and suddenly smiled at the corner of his mouth, "You let them publicize it, so that we can ride the east wind for free." ”

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