There is no elevator in Yuhuatai, so you can only go up by stairs.

While walking up the stairs paved with wooden floors, Gongsun Wuji introduced the situation of Yuhuatai.

The first floor is the lobby, the back of the hall is a bathing place, the second floor is a bar and banquet hall for events, the third floor is a private room for personal gatherings, and the fourth floor is closed to the public, and it is said that the owner of the place lived here.

When Yan Murong asked who the boss here was, Gongsun Wuji smiled and said it was a secret.

Under the leadership of Gongsun Wuji, the three of them came to the private room on the third floor.

Yan Murong took a general look, the area of the private room is not small, about seventy or eighty square meters, the decoration is all built in an antique style, but there is a large European-style sofa, crystal coffee table, and a sixty-four-inch LCD TV hanging on the opposite wall.

When Yan Murong came in, the three people sitting on the sofa all looked at it at the same time.

"What are you looking at, this is what I told you about Yan Murong, Yan Shao." Gongsun Wuji introduced.

"Yan Shao, that fat man, his name is Yao Yuan, we all call him with a round waist, hehe, he is the son of the mayor of Suzhou and Hangzhou. The guy who looks like a little white face is the son of the police chief, Zhang Qi. The last one is the Pang family's Pang Tong. ”

Pang Tong? Good guy, the name is good enough.

Yan Murong looked at Pang Tong and thought, he didn't know what his Lao Tzu thought, and dared to give him such a name.

Pang Tong, a famous general in the Three Kingdoms period, although he said that he had the same intelligence as Zhuge Liang, he died early. At the age of thirty-six, he hung up early.

Yan Murong looked at Pang Tong, but his heart moved.

This guy is a member of the Pang family, and the Pang family is the spokesperson cultivated by Zheng Wuming in Suzhou and Hangzhou, what does Gongsun Wuji mean by inviting him here?

The other two were easy to say, and after being introduced by Gongsun Wuji, they all stood up and greeted Yan Murong warmly, it seemed that they were wearing a pair of pants with Gongsun Wuji, but this Pang Tong looked at Yan Murong with a proud face. Don't speak, and don't stand up.

"You are Yan Murong?" As soon as Yan Murong pulled Teng Xiangling to sit down, Pang Tong spoke.

"I just, what's wrong?" Yan Murong asked with a smile.

"It's okay, I'm just asking." Pang Tong said. "But I have to remind you that this Suzhou and Hangzhou have never been said by one person, otherwise, they won't know how to die when the time comes."

The smile on Yan Murong's face became even bigger, and he said without waiting for Gongsun Wuji to speak. "Thank you for the reminder, but although I'm a cheap person, I'm also quite hard--it's a huge young you, this name, I don't know if you can live past the age of thirty-six, oh, by the way, a huge young man is expensive this year?"

As soon as Yan Murong's voice fell, Pang Tong's face became ugly.

Indeed, his name is a hard injury, and he also complained to the old man in the family, why did he choose such a short-lived name. But if the old man didn't listen, he couldn't do anything. It's just that outside, he never likes people to joke with his name.

"Yan Murong, you are very arrogant." Pang Tong said with a gloomy face. "Don't think you can walk sideways in Yanjing, you can also go to Suzhou and Hangzhou - this is Suzhou and Hangzhou, not Yanjing. Zheng Shao can't help you, it doesn't mean that I can't take you either. ”

Pang Tong did not shy away from talking about his relationship with the Zheng family, which made Yan Murong a little strange.

"Oh? Is this what Zheng Wuming means? The corners of Yan Murong's mouth curled slightly, and he looked at Pang Tong and asked.

"That's what I meant." Pang Tong said.

"Then you can rest easy, you are not my opponent." Yan Murong sneered disdainfully, then stopped talking to Pang Tong, and instead greeted Yuanyuan and Zhang Qi.

The biggest insult to an opponent is to ignore it.

Now, Pang Tong was stimulated by Yan Murong, and he felt that he was being ignored by Yan Murong now.

What does it mean to be not his opponent? In Pang Tong's opinion, Yan Murong's sneering and disdainful expression was the biggest insult to him.

"Yan Murong, don't be too arrogant." Pang Tong suddenly stood up, pointed at Yan Murong and shouted.

"Pang Tong, what are you doing?" Gongsun Wuji said coldly. "I invited Yan Shao to come here to let everyone know each other, you are doing a bit too much."

"Gongsun Wuji, you don't have to be a good person here, don't think I don't know your little thoughts." Pang Tong pointed at Gongsun Wuji without any scruples and scolded.

Gongsun Wuji was also iron-faced, and was about to speak, but was interrupted by a knock at the door.

There was a knock on the door three times, and before Gongsun Wuji could shout to invite in, the door of the box was pushed open from the outside, and then, a woman wearing a cheongsam walked in.

The woman is twenty-six or seventeen years old, tall, extremely beautiful, different from the cheongsam woman she saw downstairs, she is wearing a white cheongsam, and in terms of temperament, the cheongsam woman downstairs is charming, and she does not see the feeling of charm and enchantment at all, but like a noble princess.

The long hair was coiled into a bun at the back of the head, and a silver hairpin was strung on it, and the snow-white slender jade neck was exposed to the air without any embellishment, like a proud white swan.

After the woman came in, she glanced around everyone's faces, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"It smells of gunpowder." The woman spoke, her voice was soft, but she couldn't hear it at all, and when she listened carefully, it seemed to be extremely ethereal.

"Oh, who did I say?" Gongsun Wuji quickly adjusted the expression on his face and laughed. "It turned out that our concubine Xiang was here, but she was really a rare guest, and it was not easy to see you."

Xiangfei? Yan Murong looked at the woman in front of him and couldn't help but look at it.

Elegant, noble, and compared with Su Qingwu and Teng Xiangling, it is not inferior at all. To tell the truth, Yan Murong even felt that this woman was even much better than Su Qingwu and Teng Xiangling in some aspects.

"Beware of eyeballs falling out." Teng Xiangling said on the side, not salty or light, it seemed to have a little taste.

When the woman heard Teng Xiangling's words, she giggled, moved lightly, walked to Yan Murong's side, looked at Yan Murong and said. "This is Yan Murong Yan Shao, don't listen to Gongsun nonsense, what kind of concubine, my surname is Han, my name is Han Xiang."

"Oh, hello, I'm Yan Murong." Yan Murong nodded and said.

"I know." Han Xiang said with a smile. "If you don't mind, I'm going to call you Brother Yan, how about it? Giggles, speaking of which, our two families really have some origins, and my voice Brother Yan is not wrong. ”