45, miss me again? (ask for recommendation)

"Ouch! Lin Gongzi, you can be regarded as here. โ€

As soon as Lin Xuan stood at the door of the goulan, it seemed that the old mother with fiery eyes saw him in an instant, and greeted him with that familiar exaggerated tone.

Lin Xuan said angrily when he heard this: "What's the matter, is Xiaohui missing me again?"

The old mother froze when she heard this, but soon smiled and said, "That's right, Xiaohui has been talking about you all these days." โ€

As he spoke, he pulled Lin Xuan inside: "You are really, you haven't been here for so many days, but you are too ruthless." โ€

In this way, Lin Xuan was once again pulled in by the old mother, this guy was like his nemesis, and he could always make him go against his original intentions.

But when they all came in, he sat down as a relaxation after a busy day.

Because of the previous youkai attack, business here is much worse than before, and the entire hall is relatively depressed.

Many businessmen who cherish their lives are not coming, after all, according to their ideas, this hook column can do this kind of thing once, and it can happen a second time.

The few are either lone rangers or those students who love to pretend.

Lin Xuan glanced at it and knew it in his heart, so he withdrew his gaze and listened to the music intently.

However, today's song is a little different from what he has heard before, as if it has been replaced.

It's not that it's getting bad, it's getting a lot better, just like one is a skilled player and the other is a master player.

"It seems that the boss has put a lot of thought into bringing back the sluggish business. โ€

Lin Xuan listened intently, then picked up the fragrant tea and slowly sipped it.

With what happened last time, Xiaohui didn't bother him this time, and when he saw him listening attentively, he politely poured a cup of tea and left.

This saved Lin Xuan's tongue.

Because there were a lot fewer people, the hall was relatively quiet, and no one was making a lot of noise, which also satisfied those who were listening attentively.

Lin Xuan listened to the song for a while, relaxed a little and prepared to go home, but at this time, the person playing the music on the high platform stopped, and then the pink curtain covering the high platform was opened.

The curtain was lifted inch by inch, revealing the people playing the music inside.

When they saw the people inside, the people in the hall suddenly boiled.

"Ahh

"My God! I said why today's song is better than usual, it turned out to be played by Miss Lan Xin, you must know that Miss Lan Xin is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. โ€

"I really didn't expect that there would be this show today!

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The crowd was full of excitement, fully demonstrating what the word LSP is.

Lin Xuan had already gotten up and was about to leave to go home to rest, but when he saw this familiar figure, he suddenly paused, and he didn't expect that a generation of Oiran would actually come to the hall to sing.

But thinking of the depression here, he also understands such painstaking efforts.

The boss is actually helpless.

He didn't mean to pull down the force, but he really couldn't stand it.

Last time, he was squeezed hard by the guards, and then his business plummeted, which made the already difficult hook fence even worse.

If you don't want to order something to come out and bring back business, then in less than a month, this place will have to be closed, after all, there are dozens of mouths to raise.

This decision was made by the boss here, although Oiran Lanxin resisted in her heart, she had no way to resist, so she could only put down her body to pull back her popularity for the hook column.

Now in the entire Rejuvenation Building, she is the only one who is still a popular CP.

is like Xiaohui's kind of escort girl, and the rest of the hooks are grabbed by a handful, which doesn't work at all.

She was still wearing the familiar purple bandeau dress, with a slight smile on the corner of her mouth, but compared to before, her pupils now had a faint sadness that could not be dissolved.

This undoubtedly stung those LSPs hard, and after a little frozen, they began to constantly comfort and reward, eager to empty their pockets to appease their goddesses.

Backstage [77.] The boss immediately laughed when he saw this, and praised his wise decision.

However, the Oiran Lanxin on the high platform was even more sad, and her eyes swept aimlessly across the hall, revealing one after another specially cultivated professional smiles.

She has been like this all these days, breaking the hearts of the maids who serve her.

At this time, the maid stood aside and sighed and shook her head, thinking about how to comfort her master later.

But suddenly she noticed that her master's mechanical movements suddenly stopped, looked fixedly at an edge of the hall, and finally wiped her eyes vigorously.

"This..."

The maid was stunned when she saw this, but she thought of something in an instant, and followed her master's field of vision towards the corner of the hall.

When she saw the figure that was about to leave, she immediately understood the situation.

At this moment, she suddenly took matters into her own hands, ran over and forcibly grabbed the figure who was about to leave, and invited her to the side to drink tea.

Lan Xin, who had a fixed expression, saw the movements of his maid, and immediately returned to normal, smiled and nodded, and withdrew his gaze to thank everyone who rewarded him, which is something that he can't help but do.

The boss of the hook bar is not a good stubble.

Just now, those distinguished guests were still a little puzzled, but when they saw their goddess returning to normal, they didn't have time to think so much, and they struggled with their "competitors" and wanted to smile.

Lin Xuan, who had changed positions, looked at the maid in front of him suspiciously, waiting for an explanation from the other party.

He naturally recognized the other party, but he didn't understand why the other party wanted to keep him.

"This girl, it's late at night, and I'm going home to rest. โ€

Reluctantly took a sip of the fragrant tea handed over by the other party, Lin Xuan said with some pain.

The maid's heart is also a little chaotic now, but she still gritted her teeth firmly: "Lin Gongzi wait a little bit, my young lady has been waiting for you, I haven't thought about tea and food these days, and the whole person has lost a lot of weight. โ€

"Your young lady has been waiting for me?"

Lin Xuan glanced at Lan Xin on the high platform.

"Hmm. โ€

The maid nodded heavily, and then took out a scroll from her arms and spread it out: "My young lady has been deeply concerned about you since the last time I met you in the downtown street. โ€

"This..."

Lin Xuan looked at the picture scroll spread out by the other party, and the whole person was a little stunned, because what was painted on the picture scroll was his back holding a pig-killing knife.

As a master painter, Lan Xin's transformation can be described as lifelike, and everything is clear to the eye.

And seeing this picture, Lin Xuan knew that he had indeed been exposed, but he didn't know why, this Oiran Lanxin didn't tell the rest of the people as expected.

"What am I going to do?"

Taking a deep breath, he felt that it was indeed time for him to talk to this Oiran.

He now has the strength to kill the grandmaster, and what he didn't dare to do before is now nothing to fear.

It's really not good, it's a big deal!

The maid doesn't seem to know much, only the people in the picture scroll such as her own master.

When asked at this time, she was also at a loss, all of this was done by herself, and she didn't have the slightest plan for this.

In the end, it was Lin Xuan who spoke, and let the arrangement of meeting and chatting be over.

It's just a mess.

Lin Xuan was taken by the maid to an upstairs private room and arranged to sit down on an exquisite tea table.

The maid went out after arranging, leaving Lin Xuan alone looking at the private room.

Although it is said to be a private room, it is more like a women's boudoir.

The curtains and screens used as decorations inside are all dressed in purple, which shows that the owner of this boudoir has a soft spot for purple.

The furniture inside is very clean and tidy, this host loves to be clean.

Silently looked aside, all kinds of information flickering in Lin Xuan's mind.

Just as he was about to look at the bed in the boudoir, the closed door was pushed open, and a purple figure walked in.