Song Wen patted the corner of his robe, and looked playfully at Wang Gongzi, who was silent and silent, ...... "I am not familiar with the remaining five owners of Qinglou, and I don't want to be familiar with them one by one, Zixuanlou is now the public enemy of Wazi Street, and I can't count on it, the first step of our cooperation is to immediately persuade the remaining five owners to agree to the investment merger...... This is the easiest thing for Wang Gongzi to do now! ”

"I'm going to take a stake in Sihai Winery!"

"It's impossible now, even the matter of Gao Yu's housekeeper asking for an increase in share capital has been pushed by me! You don't have to worry about it now, at least it's impossible for my Four Seas Wine Workshop to attack the four sides of Bianliang before it starts to ......"

Wang Zhiwei nodded: "The merger of the seven Qinglou, what benefits can you have?"

Song Wen stood up and pushed open the window, pointing to the brightly lit Wazi Street...... "I can use two years to make Wazi Street completely dominate the Bianliang Qinglou business!" I invested 1,000 taels, but I want to account for 30% of the profit! ”

"You little turtle boy, what a big breath! Do you know that the status of the proprietor behind the seven green buildings is complicated and there are many implications? ”

"You know, what's the matter with this silver? I just have to make money with Wazi Street, and the rest ...... You go and fight with them! ”

Wang Zhiwei looked at Song Wen's eyes and said with emotion: "It's really strange...... There are many romantic characters in the Bianliang market, but in a few months, from a slave Xiao Guigong to open a wine shop with the children of the powerful to plan the overall situation, to make friends with a big man like Zhou Dong in the Royal Boxing Gym, it is really unheard of! If someone else is planning like this with me, a certain family will only think that he is daydreaming...... But you Song Wen said that, it just gave me a lot of hope! Brother Wen...... I have to say, I'm really tempted! ”

Song Wen waved his hand to let Xiao Fuzi put away the canvas on the screen and put it in front of Wang Zhiwei with his own hands...... "The things on this must be understood thoroughly by Wang Gongzi, and the matter of persuading the remaining five proprietors is please!" I believe that the proprietors of the five families will definitely understand the feasibility of this matter with Wang Gongzi first...... And this real money! This is all proof of my determination and means, and I only need 30% of the profit...... Not much! ”

"Okay, I, Wang Zhiwei, will play with you this time, it's a big deal that I will be driven back to Tianfu to be grounded as a gray grandson...... Deal! ”

An undercurrent quickly surged in Wazi Street, and the large and small teapots and stewards gathered together to whisper and dance with their eyebrows. There are those who are worried, those who are excited, and those who are dismissive.

A little turtle boy who suddenly appeared was just a few dancers who became popular, and he actually wanted to beat the idea of the entire Wazi Street? Even if he got rid of his slavery and made friends, he made friends with a few second-rate powerful children and did some business...... Do you still want to go to heaven?

Ignoring these undercurrents and surging Song Wen, what are you kidding? Lao Tzu only has four years to go now, and after four years, the green slave will be forced to seduce the old man, and Lao Tzu doesn't care if she is Master Li or not! That's the woman who saved Lao Tzu's life and is also recognized by Lao Tzu, and no one can take it away......

Song Wen began to sit in the backyard of the Four Seas Wine Workshop to solicit some Qinglou Xiaoguigong on Wazi Street, not for anything else...... Just because during the negotiation that day, those little turtle fathers stood behind their respective masters with planning drawings in their hands, and this incident taught these stewards a lesson!

Song Wen continued to sprinkle copper coins like flowing water, buying small turtle men and small teapots that were oppressed and abused, and a small turtle and prince alliance covering the entire Wazi Street behind his back has been initially formed......

The Seven Qinglou also wanted to secretly install spies, or simply wanted to use punishment and leather whips to make these slaves and little turtles honest. But the little turtle princes just looked at the whip in their hands silently, and then that night, there were officials or scoundrels who began to look for trouble...... These stewards understand, Song Wen is really here!

I wanted to buy people's hearts again, but these stewards found out again...... Song Wen, a master of the market who was born in a little turtle prince, has now become a legend in Wazi Street and even the entire Bianliang Qinglou industry! A little turtle legend god...... It can also be referred to simply as the turtle god!

In the hearts of all the little turtle princes, Song Wen is the god of the turtle princess who was born like himself...... Its authority and status are incomprehensible to these stewards!

Turtle God Song Wen ...... Now as long as you hook your fingers, there will be countless secret anecdotes in the Qinglou Tile House passed on by these little turtles to the little beggars wandering in the streets and alleys, and then quickly spread to Song Wen's ears.

Helping the impoverished little turtle and treating the seriously ill little beggars and little slaves...... Song Wen began to quickly spread his tentacles at the bottom of Bianliang, quietly avoiding those eye-catching places with oil and water, and even avoiding the beggar gang Huazi Gang and some splashy gangs entrenched in Flower Street and Willow Lane, which would grow rapidly!

But it all takes money......

Song Wen's money won from betting in the gambling house is rapidly disappearing, and the profit from the burning of the Spring Four Seas Wine Shop has not yet been recovered, but Li Yan is a little anxious!

Frowning and grabbing Song Wen, Li Yan said worriedly: "Rabbit cub, you spend so much money like running water to feed these little turtle beggars and treat their illnesses and help the poor...... There has to be an end, huh? Nearly two thousand taels of silver, more than half of it has been dispersed, right? ”

Song Wen nodded: "That's right!" If you make money or not, do you dig a pit and bury it like those rich and powerful dogs, officials and wealthy businessmen? The money that is buried is not money, it is just a bunch of Scrooge's waste snacks! ”

"What the hell do you want to do, bunny? What the hell can those little turtle boys do? ”

Song Wen smiled: "Uncle Li, who do you think, aside from the powerful children of the Imperial Boxing Gym and Zhao Shenyan, who else can I rely on?"

"This ...... It's gone, but Lao Tzu won't be your bodyguard for the rest of your life! ”

"Isn't that all there is to it? If I want to stabilize my position in Wazi Street, I have to have a vote of people to be my eyes and ears in Wazi Street, and to be my eyes and ears in Bianliang City! ”

"Well, but what about the breweries outside the city? Don't you care? ”

"I ransomed Xiaofuzi, this little guy is loyal to me, and in the future, I will let him learn the skills of soju and manage the shochu workshop with those teenagers."

"What are you really going to do on Wazi Street? Are those kiln sisters so attractive? A manly man, he mixes with some framing kiln sisters all day long, even if he makes money, what can he do? You ......"

Song Wen pursed his lips and looked behind Li Yan.

Chun Niang didn't know when she poked her head out of the door, and scolded: "Li Yan! The girl in the green house is so annoying to you, isn't she? Since you look down on us hard-working women like this, then don't come to Zixuan Tower to watch my unsightly singing and dancing......"

Li Yan was trembling when she heard this, and hurriedly ran over to coax this little lady who had known her for less than a month...... The earthy love words and sweet words made Song Wen disgusted for a while!

"What are these words? I, Li Yan, have been wandering for half my life, and I can be regarded as reading countless people...... Just count Chunniang the most to my liking! Isn't this trying to make Song Wen a little promising, he is completely mixed up in the Qinglou Chu Pavilion at a young age, and he has no interest in this life......"

"You're promising! After living for more than 40 years, there is not a single house and a field and not an acre, so what is the use of fighting bravely and fighting for some fame? You have the ability to be the same as Brother Wen, and you will earn him thousands of taels of silver in half a year! ”

"He's a freak, I didn't hear these little turtles on Wazi Street say behind their backs that he is the god of turtles, referred to as the turtle god!"

Song Wen was so angry that he smoked.