CH.267 Of course I want to have more
Pan Wenxiong was stunned.
He thought that the seemingly peaceful days might be different with the arrival of Lord Huizhen, but he didn't expect Lord Huizhen to be so direct.
She even chose him directly.
"Why me?" He asked in a stunned voice.
Lord Huizhen laughed, in fact, her voice was very good, with an innocent coquettishness: "Because I like Uncle Wenxiong the most." β
What an answer that can't be refused.
But Pan Wenxiong is very sober: "I'm only twenty, but my three eldest brothers are all people who are ready to be grandfathers." β
"So what? They're all old, but you're still young. Lord Huizhen said.
Pan Wenxiong thought for a while: "They are all friends who have accumulated contacts in the Pan family for decades, and they don't hide it from the county lord, they are the little servants who serve around me, and they are all sent by them." Although my mother was favored, the old man was only pampered on the surface, but in fact he did not care much for me. In my hands, there are only a few shops that are not angry, and all my mother's chewing needs will come out of my shop......"
"So you don't want to have more?" Lord Hui Zhen interrupted him.
Of course I want to have more. His every move now will be watched by the little guy. He spends every month, and sometimes he has to tighten his belt to save it. Although he is Pan Chengcai's son, he actually didn't get more. Most of the Pan family's property was almost divided long before he was born.
Lord Huizhen looked at his contemplative appearance and smiled: "I'm not in a hurry, Uncle Wenxiong thinks about it slowly." β
"Why did the county lord buy this house?" Pan Wenxiong asked suddenly.
"Twelve Alleys is famous because of the countless wines sold from it every day. The Pan family also has a wine industry, but they are still divided into a piece of the pie by the 12th Lane, and the Pan family actually does not like the 12th Lane. The wine sold in Lane 12 is very cheap, but the people of Cangzhou love to eat this cheap wine. β
Pan Wenxiong looked at the county lord of Huizhen, who was dressed in a white fence, and was a little incredulous.
She has only been here for a long time, and she has figured out the situation in Cangzhou! Unless she sends someone first......
"Uncle Wenxiong is right, of course I can't come to Cangzhou without knowing anything." Lord Huizhen was laughing again, "An orphan girl, naturally she has to have some means, otherwise she will not be able to save it if she is torn apart, eaten, wiped clean." β
Pan Wenxiong smiled bitterly: "The county lord is worthy of being the granddaughter of the eldest princess......"
"Uncle Wenxiong wants to say that I deserve to be the daughter of the county lord of Jiaqing." Hui Zhenjun's main words were amazing, "I heard that my mother abandoned her childhood sweetheart fiancΓ© in order to climb the dragon and attach the phoenix. Her move not only pulled the entire Pan family into the quagmire of hatred, but also made the Pan family subject to the Gao family everywhere. β
Pan Wenxiong was surprised: "You know everything? β
"I heard that my mother's move, everyone in Cangzhou City can save it, that is, even Huangkou children know a thing or two. My mother's reputation is so bad. β
Pan Wenxiong smiled awkwardly.
"Alright, that's all over the past. Now let's get down to business. Uncle Fumio, would you like to cooperate with me? β
Pan Wenxiong was still a little incredulous: "How does the county lord want to cooperate?" β
"Don't hide it from my uncle, now all the wine workshops in these twelve alleys are mine." Lord Huizhen looked at Pan Wenxiong's surprised face with satisfaction, "I want to use the fastest speed to defeat the Pan family's liquor industry." β
"However, the Pan family is the grandfather's family of the county lord...... Pan Wenxiong said.
"My maternal grandparents are long dead. My two uncles, because of my mother's relationship, were actually suppressed by the Pan family. The descendants of the Pan family want to let our descendants be wiped out. β
Pan Wenxiong's face was very exciting.
In the end, Lord Huizhen threw out a killer move.
"Uncle Wenxiong doesn't want to know, the Pan family has a big business, why is it controlled everywhere and the Gao family is not as good as the Pan family? Even a little fat sheep like me has to be used to please the Gao family. β
Of course he didn't know anything, he knew a little bit about it. But not sure.
"Little lady, the deed is ready." The tooth man comes in.
Pan Wenxiong watched as Lord Huizhen stretched out his hand and pressed his handprint.
The county lord's hands were white and tender, his fingers were slender, and his nails were not dyed with dancome, but they were faintly pink.
It's a pair of beautiful hands. Even his mother's hands were inferior to these hands.
The tooth man left with a smile, and the county lord Huizhen said, "I'm not in a hurry, Uncle Wenxiong thinks about it slowly." By the way, we moved out of the Pan family courtyard today, and we have been bothering my uncle for the past two days. β
Pan Wen's ambition moved, Huizhen County mainly moved over, and the lady Qin naturally followed. If he didn't cooperate with Lord Huizhen, he would not have the opportunity to see Mrs. Qin again in the future...... But if he cooperated with Lord Huizhen, he didn't seem to need a wife like Mrs. Qin......
Pan Wenxiong's brain spins faster than a spinning top.
In the end, he didn't say yes: "I'll think about it." β
But nominally, the county lord of Huizhen only bought this mansion, and they have dozens of people, can they live there?
Lord Huizhen saw his doubts and answered them for him very intimately: "There is a Cui Niangzi with me, her maternal grandfather's family is the Mu clan, although there are not many people in the Mu clan, but there are industries in all parts of Dasheng. β
Of course, Pan Wenxiong had heard of Mu. Although Mu's industry is not much, it is large. The most famous Jinmanlou in Cangzhou City was opened by the Mu family.
No wonder that Cui Niang is full of golden hairpins, which has the characteristics of a golden building.
That night, when Pan Lizhao knew that Cui Qingqing was going to live in Jinmanlou, his eyes widened, and he couldn't help but immediately regret why he didn't accompany Lord Huizhen to buy a house.
Jin Manlou, although the Mu clan does not have a gold mine, they seem to have a bit of a ability to turn stone into gold when they do business. The Jinmanlou in Cangzhou City has been open for decades, and there is no day of depression every day.
Pan Lizhao loves and hates Jin Manlou. He wanted to enter Jinmanlou to have a look, but Jinmanlou had a strange rule, a man who did not have a crown could not enter Jinmanlou.
He was still several years away from Jiguan, and he could only stand outside Jinmanlou to watch, but his eldest brother Pan Lili was already a frequent visitor to Jinmanlou.
Pan Lili is nearly 30 years old, his wife is married, and his son has given birth to two, and he feels that the burden of the entire Pan family falls on him.
But Pan Lizhao is very provincial, his brother raised two good-looking little ladies in Jinmanlou!
But Pan Lizhao is very proud, he has a vision after all, and he can see at a glance that Cui Niangzi is worth a lot of money.
But the annoying thing is that Cui Niangzi has always ignored him.
The sky is not beautiful, when Mu Ting and his party were evacuating from the Pan family's courtyard, it was raining wetly.
Pan Lizhao can be regarded as finding another opportunity, and held a big and good new tung oil umbrella over, and was extraordinarily courteous: "Cui Niangzi, I will hold the umbrella for you." β
Suddenly, the skinny, greedy little lady squeezed over again: "Pan Xiaolangjun is tired, give me the umbrella." Men and women are not kissed, let alone under the same umbrella. β
Before Pan Lizhao could react, the umbrella in his hand was transferred to the little lady's hand.
Pan Lizhao was so angry, staring at the little lady viciously and giving Cui Niangzi an umbrella with a smile.
Eh, wait, how can this skinny little lady have an Adam's apple like him?