The pit is 54 meters deep to create a prostitute plan

"Zizhu, Dongcheng, which Qinglou is the most sluggish?"

"Wanhualou." Zizhu didn't want to answer.

"Okay, then go to Wanhualou!"

"Ah???h

After a while, Qiao Yiqing and Zizhu stood in front of Wanhualou.

Suddenly, a strong smell of rouge hit my face.

I saw a woman in scantily clad clothes and heavy makeup, twisting her figure and walking towards them.

"Hey, what a handsome son, come, come in, the slave family will serve you, okay?"

Before Qiao Yiqing could speak, the woman dragged her to Wanhua Building.

Look at this monkey's anxious character, in comparison, Hongyanyuan is really a lot more reserved.

Zizhu saw that Qiao Yiqing was insulted by the woman, tried her best to hold back a smile, and walked in.

The decoration of Wanhualou is quite chic, but the quality of the girls is not as good as that of Hongyanyuan.

Dressed up and cultivated, it is indeed slightly inferior.

However, as long as this group of female dicks is slightly transformed, they can still be goddesses.

Qiao Yiqing looked around and had an idea in her heart: "What about you bustards?" ”

The hungry woman who was holding Qiao Yiqing's arm changed her face and looked at her hurtfully: "What are you looking for the old bustard, am I not beautiful?" ”

Poof-

Qiao Yiqing looked at this big pie face up close, and even saw the blackheads and pus on it clearly, and almost vomited blood three feet to form a small and medium-sized waterfall.

Are you embarrassed to ask her if she is beautiful?

Is it compared to pigs? The pigs are going to cry!

Qiao Yiqing held back the tumbling river and sea in her stomach, and barely pulled out a smile: "Beautiful, you are the most beautiful!" As he spoke, he pulled her hand away and pushed her away.

At this time, the bustard finally appeared-

"This son, are you looking for a slave?" The person who came was a fair beauty, although she was dressed plainly, but her qualifications were not bad, and she had the charm of a young woman with a smile.

Qiao Yiqing's eyes lit up, "You are the old bustard of Wanhualou?" ”

"Yes." The beauty nodded.

"Hahaha, yes, yes, this son is going to serve you today." Qiao Yiqing folded the fan, laughed a few times, and hurriedly broke free from the armyworms around him and approached the bustard.

The old bustard was a little stunned when he heard this, and stared at her in surprise: "Me? I'm half-old, how can I still serve guests-" After speaking, he waved his hand, a little shy.

Half-aged?

It's better than the female ghost next to you.

"Let's go, let's go to the private room and flirt." When the words fell, Qiao Yiqing didn't wait for her to object, and pulled her to the private room on the second floor.

Zizhu looked at the abandoned female ghost, exuding resentment, trembling, and hurriedly followed.

After entering the private room, before Qiao Yiqing's buttocks were hot, the old bustard opened the conversation: "What's the matter with the son, but it doesn't hurt to say it." ”

Hey, this woman is quite shrewd, she can see her intention at a glance, since she is straight to the point, then she doesn't go around in circles: "Actually, I came to do business with you." ”

"Childe, please speak." The old bustard is indifferent, not surprised, and is a potential stock.

Qiao Yiqing nodded with satisfaction and continued: "I just took a look at your Wanhua Building, the decoration is good, but the quality of the girls is a little unsightly. You have been in the Fengyue place for so many years, you should know men very well. For them, a wife is not as good as a concubine, and a concubine is not as good as stealing. The more they don't get it, the more they like it. ”

"What do you mean, are the girls too reserved?"

Sure enough, this girl is a shrewd person, and she can understand it at one point.

"Yes, men like looming beauty and mystery, and women expose themselves at once, how to arouse their curiosity. Women, the more noble and arrogant they are, the more men can't stop. Look at those talented and virtuous gentlemen, which one is not highly sought after by men? ”

After hearing this, the old bustard nodded in an epiphany: "What does the son mean?" ”

Seeing that she asked the point, Qiao Yiqing raised her eyebrows and smiled incomprehensibly: "I can help you package them and make them one of the best beauties in Dongcheng." ”

"Packaging?" The old bustard was a little confused by this new era term.

"Well, the Buddha depends on gold, and people rely on clothes. I can provide Wanhualou with clothes and jewelry for free, take them to train their manners, and give innovative activity ideas by the way. ”

The latter words, the old bustard didn't understand very well, but the three words of Broken Yuxuan were like a bright lamp lighting up the island in her heart, and it was bright.

Who doesn't know Broken Yuxuan, but their Wanhualou has limited funds, and they can't even buy slightly better satin, let alone Broken Yuxuan.

Qiao Yiqing saw the old bustard's embarrassment and reassured: "I think Wanhualou's financial problem is not small, but this is not a big deal, I can invest in shares and fund you." ”

The old bustard was stunned when he heard this, and his face was full of doubts: "What is a shareholding?" ”

"It means that I join your Wanhualou and get half of the possession. Half of Wanhualou belongs to you, half belongs to me, we need to share all the proceeds of Wanhualou equally, and I am fully responsible for the girls' clothes and jewelry, you don't have to worry. That way, you're a good deal. ”

After listening to Qiao Yiqing's head, the old bustard raised his eyebrows and asked: "But you took away half of the funds from Wanhualou, and the girls' monthly money is not enough." ”

Qiao Yiqing shook her head with a smile, looking like you were too worried: "Think about it, I have built Wanhualou into one of the best green buildings in the East City, and the more customers, the more money." For example, you could only earn ten taels of silver before, but now I will help you earn forty taels of silver, and you and I will divide it equally, twenty taels per person, which is also more cost-effective than you only earning ten taels alone. ”

Hearing this, the bustard intuitively made sense, and nodded vigorously.

"So, if I have more money, even if I take half of it, it will be enough for the girls. You don't have to worry. Qiao Yiqing is kind and seductive.

The old bustard raised his head, and his expression was a little urgent: "How does that son want to buy shares?" ”

I think that Wanhualou has a big financial problem and is in danger of going out of business several times, which makes the old bustard particularly anxious.

"It's very simple, as long as you make a note, write that all the property of Wanhualou will be divided into half of me, and grant me the right to rectify Wanhualou, and sign it."

"This-" The old bustard hesitated a little, she knew that once the word of the Dao was established, it must not be changed, otherwise she would have to go to the yamen to see the master.

"It seems that the bustard is not willing, so when I have never come, say goodbye! Xiaozhu, let's go, go to Hongyan Garden and have a look. ”

Qiao Yiqing hugged her fists and made a gesture to take Zizhu away.

Hearing Qiao Yiqing mention Hongyanyuan, the old bustard suddenly became anxious, and hurriedly called: "Childe, please stay!" ”

Let him go to Hongyan Yuan to negotiate this business, and then pay it back.

Originally, Hongyanyuan robbed them of too much business, and almost monopolized the entire Qinglou world.

If they want to make Hongyanyuan bigger again, their Wanhualou has no place to stand, so they can only go out of business.

Qiao Yiqing expected it, stopped her steps, turned to look at her, and looked forward to her later words.

"Childe, everything is negotiable, you said that you can provide us with clothes and jewelry for Broken Yuxuan, how do you want me to trust you?" The bustard is not stupid, how can he easily set up a document without a certificate.

Hearing this, Qiao Yiqing took out a dagger and handed it to the old bustard.

"What's on it?"