Gu Qingdai's mood was relatively low for many days, and she rarely smiled when she was even entertaining guests every day.

Everyone in the teahouse heard about the inside situation one after another, and they didn't dare to mention it casually in front of Gu Qingdai.

This night it was Zhong Ling's turn to take the stage again, but it was not her special, so she came down early to remove her makeup.

Gu Qingdai and Xiao Zhong's class master walked around the stage and behind the scenes together, and Xiao Zhong's class master saw that her face was not very good, so he urged her to go back to the back room to rest.

Zhong Ling deliberately intercepted Gu Qingdai, and beckoned to her when she was far away, "Shopkeeper Gu!" ”

"Boss Zhong." Gu Qingdai replied with some love.

"I heard that your good sister hung up the red lady's card, and her business was booming. We worked hard to make a few dollars, and as soon as people lay down there, they would have a lot of real money in their hands. ”

knew that Zhong Ling was deliberately mocking her, but she was still very sad to hear it, Qu Biqian could obviously not take that path.

Gu Qingdai's face didn't have any waves, "Boss Zhong likes to worry about others, your Mr. Song is still in the card room upstairs, do you want to go over and surprise him?" ”

Zhong Ling was slightly stunned, she didn't know that Song Yueting was in the Lion Awakening Teahouse tonight.

"Then I'm going to go and see."

"I happened to know those two young ladies."

"What Miss?" Zhong Ling asked without embarrassment.

Gu Qingdai pretended to be innocent, "Where do I know where to go?" It seems to be a dancer in the Hongmen Ballroom? Don't say it, Mr. Song's vision is good, and I am jealous when I see a woman. ”

Zhong Ling quickly died down, and the momentum of Shicai, who was not too big to see the excitement, had disappeared without a trace.

"Let's go, Boss Zhong, I'll take you over."

"No, I'm a little unwell, I need to go home early."

How dare Zhong Ling disturb Song Yueting's situation?

If she pretends not to know, she can still sit firmly in the position of the "main palace", and if she breaks in recklessly, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Gu Qingdai was having a belly of fire that had nowhere to quench, and this time it was Zhong Ling who sent it to the door herself, and she must not be spared.

"If you are not feeling well, you have to let Mr. Song know, otherwise Mr. Song will blame me for not telling me in the future, how can I afford it?"

Gu Qingdai led her up the steps, and when she saw Zhong Ling twisting and pinching, she simply grabbed her arms and wrists, and pulled people into the card room with a smile on her face.

Song Yueting was being fed pastries by one of the dancers, and Gu Qingdai brought Zhong Ling in, her face did not change and her heart did not beat, but the faces of the two dancers were a little unnatural.

Gu Qingdai brought people in, said two high-sounding polite words, and was about to close the door and leave.

Song Yueting glanced at Zhong Ling, who was in a trance, and guessed that Gu Qingdai did it deliberately.

He directly skipped Zhong Ling and asked Gu Qingdai: "Shopkeeper Gu, sit down and play two laps?" ”

The man sitting at Song Yueting's house got up quickly, saying that he was going outside for convenience, and asked Gu Qingdai to help replace him for a while.

Without waiting for Gu Qingdai to agree, he had already snatched the door and ran faster than a rabbit.

"I really can't, why should Mr. Song be difficult for me, let Boss Zhong be on top?"

Zhong Ling wanted to find a step for herself, but just as she was about to say that she didn't play mahjong well, Song Yueting gave her a closed look.

"It's okay if Shopkeeper Gu doesn't want to play, it's always okay to sit down and chat, right?"

Gu Qingdai thought that with so many people present, Song Yueting shouldn't be able to do anything out of the ordinary, so she nodded and sat down.

On the other hand, Zhong Ling didn't know whether to leave or stay, she hated Gu Qingdai so much, she had to make her so embarrassed to be satisfied, right?

It was one of the dancers who gave Zhong Ling a seat that relieved her embarrassment a little.

"I'm going to hold a Miss Luancheng beauty contest, is Shopkeeper Gu interested in participating?"

"Beauty pageant?" Gu Qingdai is not interested in this, she is only interested in making money.

Song Yueting touched the mahjong lines in his hand, "As long as you live in Luancheng, girls over the age of fifteen can participate." There are no specific requirements, of course, those who have knowledge and ability will be better promoted. ”

"The main thing is that our Mr. Song is generous and has set up a high bonus, and we are all very impressed." Another dancer accosted her with a smile, her eyes full of adoration for Song Yueting.

"The venue is Mr. Song's Yuemen Ballroom, right?"

Song Yueting knew that Gu Qingdai could guess that he liked to deal with smart women.

Gu Qingdai already understood Song Yueting's thoughts, he wanted to build momentum for his Yuemen Dance Hall.

Through the beauty contest, one is to improve the grade of the Yuemen Ballroom, and the other is to find suitable candidates to be dancers.

It is the same as Lian Beichuan to hold a chamber of commerce association, and I have to say that the two of them are more calculating than the other.

Let Lian Beichuan take the lead, Song Yueting was depressed for a whole Spring Festival, because he was going to make a big move this time.

"That's right, shopkeeper Gu, do you want to sign up?"

"What can I do? I can't play and sing, and I can't do anything about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, so let's let Boss Zhong participate. It's also convenient to hold it up for your own people. ”

Song Yueting pinched Zhong Ling's cheek like a kitten and a puppy, "It's too hard for her to be busy singing every day, I can't bear to let her do anything else." ”

Gu Qingdai glanced at Song Yueting, "It has to be Mr. Song who feels sorry for Boss Zhong, don't you think that I have a hard time running the teahouse all day long?" ”

"How can that be the same? Shopkeeper Gu, I guarantee that it will be beneficial for you to participate. ”

"I can't afford any benefits." Gu Qingdai got up slowly, intending to end the conversation.

"It's equivalent to advertising your Lion Teahouse, why can't Shopkeeper Gu understand this?" Song Yueting put a long leg across the road and stopped Gu Qingdai.

"I appreciate Mr. Song's kindness, but I can't be born on the stage."

Song Yueting felt that he had heard a big joke, and Gu Qingdai was a little too modest.

"Do you not know that you are beautiful?"

Gu Qingdai stepped over Song Yueting's leg with her feet and left the card room directly.

Mo said that she didn't know the reason why Song Yueting asked her to participate, that is, she knew what Song Yueting was thinking, and she didn't yearn for the beauty pageant.

"Shopkeeper Gu, why did you come out?" Huo Jian guarded the door with fear.

When Gu Qingdai saw Huo Wei, she knew that there must be news of Fu Yanli from Lian Beichuan.

"I just have to deal with Song Yueting."

"Is it convenient to go out with me? The second master is waiting for you. ”

Gu Qingdai followed silently, and on the way, Huo Yu briefly explained the matter.

Even Beichuan sent people to look for Fu Yanli in Luancheng for many days, and finally caught him in a small inn on the other side of the dock.

is basically the same as the prediction in advance, he doesn't even admit to knowing Qu Biqian, let alone giving her money.

In an abandoned dyeing workshop compound in the suburbs, Gu Qingdai and Lian Beichuan met.

"People are inside, you can do whatever you want."

Lian Beichuan said it very lightly, which surprised Gu Qingdai enough.

She had never seen Lian Beichuan before, and thought that he was only in the shopping mall.

"You're not going to kill him, are you?"

Even Beichuan couldn't help laughing, "If you want to kill your mouth, you will be killed first, this place is not in front of the village and there is no store in the back, even if you shout and cut your throat, no one can come to save you." ”