"The one just now is called Feng Lele, who is currently working in the Public Security Bureau and is a probationary traffic policeman...... The one who served the dishes, Yang Bing, is a middle school teacher who only moved in yesterday......"

Chen Mo took Zhang Ya upstairs while introducing her to several female tenants.

Then, Chen Mo took Zhang Ya to the room at the end of the corridor on the second floor.

This is the last room on the second floor, and the other four rooms are already occupied.

"Sister Xiaoya. That's all left on the second floor. If you want to stay in the guest room on the first floor, I'll take you down to have a look......" Chen Mo said.

"No, I'll just stay in this room. Zhang Ya said.

"Okay, you clean up your room first, and then go downstairs for dinner. Chen Mo said.

Then, Chen Mo walked out of Zhang Ya's room with a smile on his face.

Now, the entire room on the second floor has been rented out by him.

He was staying at home now, as if he were in a huge pool of yin energy supply. Especially when resting at night.

The power of the sun, don't think about torturing him again!

At present, five female tenants have moved into this villa. Moreover, each of them is the best beauty with more than nine points.

"I'm going to make persistent efforts to rent out the rooms downstairs. It's perfect. Chen Mo said in his heart.

Back downstairs, the table was already full of dishes.

Chen Mo walked directly to the kitchen and just saw Yan Muxue take off her apron.

"Good work. Chen Mo stepped forward and said.

"You brought your colleague here?" asked Yan Muxue.

"Well, I've already cleaned up the room upstairs, and you'll see her later. Chen Mo said.

The two walked out of the kitchen together and sat down at the dining table.

At this time, Chen Mo glanced at the time, it was 7:57 in the evening.

Holy!Why is it so late?

He still has to go to Qinxin Teahouse!

Chen Mo's buttocks were not yet hot, and he immediately stood up again.

"What's wrong?" Yan Muxue looked up at Chen Mo and asked.

"Well, you guys eat slowly, communicate well, I have something urgent, I have to go out, and I'll be back later." Chen Mo said to the third daughter.

"Where are you going?" Yan Muxue frowned slightly and asked.

But Chen Mo didn't have time to care about her problem at all, so he turned around and walked out.

Looking at Chen Mo's departing back, Yan Muxue's beautiful eyes were full of anger.

She deliberately cooked several dishes that Chen Mo liked to eat tonight, and he left without eating a bite!?

……

At the same time, on the second floor of the Qinxin Tea House, in the extra-large tea room.

The internal meetings of the Leopard Head Society are usually held here.

There was a conference table in the tea room, and there were already more than a dozen people seated.

Behind these dozen people, there are also one or two subordinates.

The original decoration is elegant and fresh in the tea room. At this time, the smoke is entwined, and it is breathless.

Song Chuhe sat at the head of the conference table, and Li Bo stood behind her.

Song Chuhe's face was ugly, and before the meeting began, she repeatedly emphasized that she couldn't smoke in this tea room, but no one paid attention to her at all, but smoked more and more, one after another.

Most of these people are veterans, and they are the people who followed her grandfather Song Youting to fight the country. The oldest of these people are already in their fifties and sixties, and the youngest ones are over forty.

They didn't take Song Chuhe, a little girl who had just graduated from college, in their eyes at all.

As for the so-called regulations proposed by Song Chuhe before, no one has implemented them at all.

"Hatsuhe, what is the matter with you asking us to come here tonight? Hurry up, I still have a lot of things to deal with. A middle-aged man in his forties spoke.

His name is Qinglong, and he was once the strongest thug under Song Youting, and he was quite famous in the underground world of Nanhai City.

Now, he controls a group of subordinates, has a foothold in the central area, and is living quite well.

Hearing Qinglong's words, Song Chuhe looked at the other elders present.

At this time, these patriarchs were still talking and laughing with each other, gossiping.

"Everyone, be quiet, I have something to say. Song Chuhe coughed dryly and said loudly.

Her voice. Soon drowned out by the voices of these people, no one paid any attention to her at all.

Song Chuhe's face became even more ugly.

As the current helmsman of the Leopard Head Society, she was so ignored by her subordinates, and the identity of this helmsman is too ridiculous.

Seeing Song Chuhe's predicament, a trace of sarcasm flashed in Qinglong's eyes, he stood up, patted the table, and said, "Can you be quiet, okay?

Qinglong was still very prestigious in the Leopard Head Society, and as soon as he said this, those elders immediately closed their mouths and looked at Song Chuhe.

Qinglong had a satisfied smile on his face and looked at Song Chuhe with a provocative look in his eyes.

Compared to Song Chuhe, he is more like the helmsman!

Although the conference room was quiet, Song Chuhe's face was even more ugly.

Qinglong obviously despised her, both in his eyes and in his title.

"Chuhe, you said yesterday that you wanted us to meet someone, but you let him come out, we will sit here for a long time. I haven't seen anyone, what's going on?" said an old man in his fifties with gray hair.

His previous nickname was Dugua, and he was one of the first people to follow Song Youting to fight the country, and he had a very high status in the Leopard Head Society. Now no one dares to call him stupid, only dare to call him a melon.

Song Chuhe glanced at the time, it was 8:05 p.m. at this time, and Chen Mo hadn't come yet.

She was also a little anxious in her heart, feeling that Chen Mo might have forgotten that there was a meeting today.

But in the face of these elders' questions, she also took a deep breath and replied: "Mr. Chen will be here soon, now, let me tell you first......"

"Mr. Chen, what kind of green onion is he, so many of us are waiting for him?" said a man in his thirties with dyed blonde hair slapping the table.

His name is the Water Serpent. Among the many patriarchs, his seniority is relatively low.

But in the face of Song Chuhe, who has no one to support him, he is still quite confident.

Li Bo's face behind Song Chuhe changed slightly, he glared at the water snake, and said, "Water snake, pay attention to your attitude when you speak." "