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The Dorsett Hotel was founded by Zeng Qiye, and at the same time, of course, there was more than one hotel, and although the business of this hotel has always been good, it is by no means the main source of income for this hotel.

A hidden seventh floor is where the greatest benefit of the Dorsett Hotel lies.

Zeng Qiye has been dead for a long time, and the successor Fu Cun is a little less temperamental, but a little more businessman's temperament, in an era that is no longer suitable for fighting and killing, people like Fu Cun will run the seventh floor of the Emgrand Hotel better.

When Zeng Qiye was alive, the seventh floor of the Dorsett Hotel was an underground auction platform, and in addition to those people with strange treasures, the people who came and went were mainly composed of wealthy businessmen. There are also officials, but the position is not high enough, and the number is not much.

Now, although it has only been less than a year, Fu Village has turned the seventh floor of the Regal Hotel upside down.

Jianghu people are still the largest number of customers on the seventh floor of the Dorsett Hotel, they mainly sell all kinds of treasures, while the buyers and bidders are already rich businessmen and officials and the children of officials.

Now, more than half of the bidders on the seventh floor of the Dorsett Hotel are inseparable from officials at all levels, and on the surface, they are just businessmen, but behind them, there is a big net of power 'exchange'.

This made the seventh floor of the Dorsett Hotel even more famous in Wudong City, and the name Fu Village also began to appear in the upper echelons of Wudong and even Jiangdong Province.

On the surface, Fu Cun is still just the leader of a gang, he is always just a figure in the rivers and lakes, and he seems to be unable to get on the table. However, the people who really know Fu Village know that he already has a far more complex network of relationships than Zeng Qiye at the beginning, if Fu Village should be called Fu Ye now, the title of village head, only a few people will call him like this If Fu Ye has something to do, it will not be those people in the past, let alone his subordinates, but those officials' children.

It only took more than half a year for Fu Village to completely transform the gang left by the Seventh Master.

Of course, there is a lot of resistance in this, but under Fu Village's seemingly peaceful hand, but in fact it is stronger than the Seventh Master, those people either compromise and accept, or they have already evaporated from the world.

Clear-eyed people know what is going on, but no one dares to say it bluntly in front of Fu Village, which is the biggest taboo in Fu Village.

In the past two months, Fu Village has become more and more idle, and the entire gang, except for the seventh floor of the Emgrand Hotel, has basically regularized the rest of the business, at least it is only in the gray 'color' zone between black and white, and there is rarely a pure black 'color' business.

The thugs in the gang have been incorporated into a newly established security company, which is even qualified to carry guns under the operation of some young masters. Read the full text of the latest chapter, secretly still solving those disputes and troubles on the rivers and lakes for the gang, but on the surface, it is already a legitimate industry recognized by the government.

All the brothers who watched the scene were employees of the security company, and they were still responsible for 'pumping' their heads in the entertainment venues, but they had already signed a security contract. He still did the same things as before, but he has already become famous.

Fu Cun is very proud, he knows deeply that if you insist on walking on the ****, Zhengfu can clean you up at any time. The reason why you are still allowed to exist is just that the government has no time to take care of you. His target is those clubs on Hong Kong Island, especially those like the boss who played the Dragon Five in God of Gamblers.

Now Fu Village rarely appears in his clubhouse, and spends more time on the seventh floor of the Emgrand Hotel. He knows that his biggest network is here, so he must **** sit in the town and wander between those dignitaries and kings and grandchildren.

The fame of the seventh floor of the Dorsett Hotel is also getting bigger and bigger, in addition to the nobles of Jiangdong Province, even the sons and ladies of the capital often come to patronize, Fu Cun is gradually extending his tentacles to the wider area of the country, he is no longer satisfied with being a king of Wudong.

Before the auction began, Fu Cun shuttled through the auction hall, constantly greeting nobles from all walks of life, maneuvering properly and with ease. The people present all called him Master Fu, and among the guests who often appeared, only the eldest son of the secretary of the provincial party committee dared to call him the village chief, as for the person who called him Lao Fu or Xiao Fu, there was no more.

There are a few very good things to enter today, and the whole level of people who come is relatively high.

The eldest son of the secretary of the provincial party committee came, and brought his cousin and aunt.

Many people know that the secretary of the provincial party committee of Jiangdong Province is a cousin of a certain important member of the central government, and to put it more clearly, he is a foreign relative, and his relationship falls on the cousin of the secretary of the provincial party committee.

said that it was the cousin of the eldest son, but in fact she was not a few years older than him, and she married the little son of a certain important member of the central government. That son, who is only in his early thirties, is already the secretary of the municipal party committee of a county-level city, and he is a high-ranking deputy department. Not to mention the ancestor of the family, he is also a powerful figure himself.

The eldest prince is a person with eyes above the top, but he is very polite to this little aunt who is not a few years older than him. I heard that there will be a painting of Zhang Seng Xiang here today, and I came from the capital to this Buddha statue made by Zhang Seng Xuan.

Seeing that the auction was about to start, Fu Cun returned upstairs, a tea master about twenty years old, with long 'legs' and 'breasts', and a cheongsam that was tight to the 'chest' and 'desire', waiting for Fu Cun to sit down, and offering the white bud Qilan that had been brewed in time.

Fu Cun tasted Baiya Qilan comfortably, waved his hand, and his subordinates all withdrew, leaving only the tea master to be alone with Fu Village.

After drinking three cups, Fu Cun leaned back on the chair comfortably, and the tea master got up and walked behind Fu Cun with a very good eye, and whispered: "Fu Ye, let me knock it for you?" ”

Fu Cun snorted, and the tea master clinged to Fu Cun's body, asked Fu Cun to put the back of his head comfortably on his pair of breast augmentation, and then stretched out a pair of slender hands and gently 'kneaded' on both sides of Fu Cun's temples.

Comfortably closed his eyes, feeling the softness and temperature of the pair of plump 'breasts' at the back of his head, the strength of the tea master was just right, and Fu Cun couldn't help but hum softly comfortably.

The auction below the attic has begun, and the auctioneer is introducing the first lot, which is very normal in this auction room, and has not attracted the slightest attention from Fu Village.

Fu Cun stretched out his hand, gently grabbed the tea master's little hand, pulled it down and put it in front of the 'chest' to caress and 'touch' to enjoy, and the tea master also leaned down to make his plump 'breasts' stick tighter, and deliberately shook back and forth with Fu Cun's gentle stroke', making Fu Cun feel her elasticity more clearly.

With a little force, Fu Cun pulled the half-pushed and half-done tea master in front of him, and the tea master let out a fake exclamation and sat on Fu Village's 'legs'.

The plump 'buttocks' suddenly began to rub Fu Village's big 'legs', Fu Cun enjoyed letting the tea master shake a few times, and was completely interested, so he gently 'touched' the tea master's small mouth, and the tea master leaned over to put his lips on Fu Village's auricle, and the lilac tongue began to be gentle and moist **** Fu Village.

The rhythm is not slow or fast, and the control is very good, which shows the teasing ability of this tea master.

When Fu Cun's mouth let out a slight 'groan', the tea master began to follow Fu Cun's neck slowly down, and 'kissed' Fu Cun's tongue for a short while, and then went all the way down, and a pair of small hands also untied Fu Cun's 'trousers' waist in advance.

The tea master completely squatted between Fu Cun's legs, and Fu Cun's face began to show an extremely satisfied look.

Normally, an afternoon should pass slowly in this atmosphere, and when the auction is about to end, Fu Cun will go down to greet those guests again, personally send some important guests down, and then return home early to cultivate self-cultivation 'sex'.

Today, however, it was clearly an accident.

When Fu Cun was enjoying the tea master's tongue skills, he suddenly heard a noise in the auction hall below the attic, thinking that Zhang Shengqiu's paintings were taken out to make these dignitaries exclaim, but Fu Cun found that the exclamations downstairs were higher than a while, and he knew that the truth was wrong.

When I opened my eyes, I saw that six or seven percent of the people at the table downstairs had already stood up, and they were not looking at the auction table, but at the table in the middle of the auction hall.

At this time, Fu Cun also heard a voice, which seemed to be somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember who it belonged to for a while.

"I'm sorry, ladies and gentlemen, I took out the painting of Zhang Seng Xuan, but due to some force majeure factors, this painting was ordered by a friend of my father two hours before the auction began. He offered me a price I couldn't refuse, and I had to endure the pain. However, I will come up with something that is in no way inferior to Zhang Sengqiu's painting and put it up for auction. ”

The audience was in an uproar again.

Fu Cun's eyes were empty, and he couldn't feel the efforts of the tea master under his crotch, so he thought about standing up like this, he wanted to see who this person with a voice seemed to be somewhat familiar.

However, the tea master under his crotch didn't know this, she was still working hard, Fu Cun stood up suddenly, the tea master didn't have time to spit it out, and his teeth inevitably bit Fu Cun.

Fu Cun was in pain, and suddenly became furious, picked up the tea master, and slapped it twice, and the tea master burst into tears, and the corners of his mouth were stained with blood.

The tea master fell to the ground, but Fu Cun didn't even look at her, picked up his 'pants', and hurriedly looked down.

As soon as he saw the person below, Fu Cun's heart sank, and the person standing behind the table in the center of the auction hall really knew Fu Cun.

The people outside the 'door' heard the slap inside, and immediately pushed the 'door' in, Fu Cunmeng turned around and asked, "What's going on down there?" ”

One of his subordinates hurriedly replied: "That young man brought a painting of a monk, and we asked the master to authenticate it, and there is no doubt that it is genuine." But just now, after the auctioneer introduced the painting, he also introduced the guests at that table according to the procedure, but unexpectedly, after the guests at that table stood up, they said that the painting was not for sale, which caused an uproar. And then ......"

Fu Mura waved his hand and interrupted him, because he already knew what happened after that.

Looking at the young man below, Fu Cun's brows were tightly locked, and when his subordinates saw this, they immediately said, "Master Fu, why don't I send a few brothers to drive that young man out?" He's breaking our rules. ”

Fu Cun turned his head and said, "Do you know who he is?" You're going to cast him out? ”

At this moment, the voices of the guests downstairs subsided, and the young man spoke: "The lot I took out again is this Emgrand Hotel, including the seventh floor of Emgrand!" I don't know, do you think the value of this lot is higher or lower than Zhang Sengqiu's paintings?! ”

The audience was amazed!