At the end of the year, Rouge Lane was very lively. After a busy year, with spare money in their hands, the men must be wasting some money. The girls in Yutang Spring have been picking up customers for a few days and have weak legs. The old bustard stood outside the gate, and when he saw the white face of the lord who didn't have much money and wanted to come in, he didn't raise his eyes.

On this day, a pair of shiny leather shoes stretched out in front of the bustard. The bustard looked up and saw a neat suit, with a large ermine collar casually attached to the suit. Wearing this garment is a fresh face. The point is that the old bustard has never been seen in Rouge Lane!

"This lord is... The old bustard stood up and greeted him.

The man in the suit looked up at Yutangchun's signboard, "Yutangchun, right?" “

"Yes, yes, this is Yutang Chun." The old bustard flattered him in.

"Are there any pretty girls who don't?" The man in the suit swaggered in, his eyes already scanning the audience unscrupulously.

"Our Yutangchun girl, that's one of the best in the entire Rouge Alley! And lo and behold! Every one of them is smart! Uncle, which one do you choose? The old bustard saw that the man in the suit looked dissatisfied, and hurriedly looked around to find the girl with a beautiful face.

"Flower girl! Fast! Here comes the uncle! Why don't you come over and serve! The old bustard winked at the flowers.

When the man in the suit saw the beautiful face that came over, he was indeed a stunning beauty, and he couldn't help but look at it twice.

"Is there a prettier girl?" The man in the suit scared the old bustard silly.

"Uncle! Our beautiful girl is the number one girl in Yutang Spring! Still not satisfied? “

"I mean, there's nothing prettier than her!" The man's tone was completely pretentious to that of a big scene.

"Then, then let Miss Ling Zhen come down! Fast! Tell Ling Zhen to come out! "The old bustard was so anxious that he used a killer move.

"What? Is there anything good to hide? The man was puzzled.

As she was talking, Ling Zhen was urged down from upstairs by the little maid. Ling Zhen was holding a silk handkerchief in one hand, wearing a satin cheongsam with a fox fur collar, and the high heels on her feet were swaying. Ling Zhen's little pink face is red in protein, and her red lips and pink face make people like it at first glance.

The man in the suit waited for Ling Zhen to walk up to him before he looked at Ling Zhen carefully. Ling Zhen frowned at the look of his eyes, and turned his face away.

"Good! Good! This is good! The man looked at it carefully and said this to the bustard.

"How? Our girl from Yutangchun is the number one in Hangzhou City! “

"I've got this girl!" The man ignored the bustard's words.

Hearing what he said, Ling Zhen looked at the old bustard anxiously. She's still Yu Gongzi's person! After hesitating for a moment, the old bustard said to the man, "This master! I'm sorry for you! Our Ling Zhen girl is a showman, not a seller! “

"What? What did you say? I don't understand! The man slowly smoothed the mink fur on his coat.

"Uncle! I'm sorry! Our Ling girl has already been taken over, she will accompany the guests to sing songs, drink tea, or you... Before the bustard could finish his words, the man had already taken out a stack of silver tickets from his pocket and counted them casually.

"Say the number!" The man looked unquestionable.

"This..." The old bustard made a difficulty.

"There won't be a number that I can't afford! You give me a good word! The man's eyes glanced at Ling Zhen, who was standing aside in a panic.

"Uncle! It's really not about money, it's really Miss Ling who just gave it to someone last month. It's still hot! How good am I ... “

"The girl in Rouge Lane, as long as she doesn't redeem her, she is not good. Since people are still in Yutangchun, whoever gives more money can get it, right? The man looked at the stunned bustard.

"That's the reason. But.... The old bustard ran out of words all of a sudden.

"I'll pay double the money!"

"But Mr. Yu...

"I'll pay three times as much!" The man's tone became stronger and stronger, and the old bustard had no room to resist.

Here, the guests in Yutang Chunli saw this situation one by one, and they all gathered around to see how the old bustard cleaned up the situation. There are also those who can't afford to play with Ling Zhen on weekdays, just want to see how Ling Zhen makes a fool of herself. Poor Ling Zhen was so anxious that tears were about to come out, and the silk handkerchief in her hand was twisted into twist by her.