"Are you sure it's that Mrs. Tang?"

As a half courtesan in Tianjin, Zhang Yanru can be regarded as well-informed.

She was widowed at an early age, and in order to maintain a huge restaurant over the years, she has been in and out of some upper-class dance parties.

But she is clever, she belongs to the kind of perennial wandering in the upper social circle, but she never does something to reduce her value, she understands men very well, how to say that sentence, what you can't get is the most precious.

Men, it's all a virtue.

However, she knew that Mrs. Tang very well.

They are real courtesans, but they are also very high-ranking masters.

This person is very picky, ordinary men, she doesn't even look at it, she must be extraordinarily outstanding, if the identity is extraordinarily noble, it will be more in line with her appetite.

"Yes, the owner is that Mrs. Tang!" The guy nodded.

"That's ....."

Zhang Yanru's white fingers against her chin seemed to be in thought.

"By the way, you said that the gentleman who entertained Mrs. Tang is very young? What does it look like? ”

"Hey, I can tell you, this gentleman is very handsome. You know me, I don't usually praise people, I've never seen such a handsome person before.

That temperament, that figure, the identity will not be simple. ”

"Huh! I know how to do it. ”

Hearing this, Zhang Yanru smiled, she gently lowered her palm, and the fingers folded on her chest lightly tapped her arm.

"Well, you'll take advantage of the drinks to go upstairs later, and if the door is closed and there's no answer, come back and talk to me.

As for the food and drink, don't serve it yet. ”

"Huh? Host, don't we want to serve the nobles faster? "The guy was a little puzzled.

Zhang Yanru looked at the little guy from her relative's family, who was fourteen or fifteen years old, and suddenly rolled her eyes with a smile and said angrily, "You are still young, you don't understand." ”

"Uh.... Good... Okay, let's take a look! ”

The guy scratched his head and walked in the direction of the wine cellar.

On the other side, Zhao Ming was already a little uneasy, he met a Zhang Huaitian before, and now he met a Mrs. Tang.

Mrs. Tang is not young in age, much older than him, and she is called a shunyo when she plays a hooligan.

At this point, Zhang Huaitian is a little sister in front of her.

"Mr. Zhao, why do you look so scared of me, can I still eat people?"

"Ahem, Mrs. Tang, why don't we talk about business? Don't you have a big deal to talk to me about? ”

Zhao Ming couldn't stand the sticky eyes of the other party, how to say that sentence, people don't drink and people get drunk.

However, Mrs. Tang laughed stupidly, her eyes were still staring at Zhao Ming, and her lips smiled lightly,

"Mr. Zhao~ Aren't we about to talk about this business? It's also a big deal, isn't it? ”

Zhao Ming really couldn't stand the other party's attack, and seeing that the other party was getting closer and closer, Zhao Ming's brain was spinning rapidly.

This woman should be a complete face dog in the next life, the kind that can't walk when she sees a handsome person who is super in line with her appetite.

"Ahem, Mrs. Tang heard that you know poetry, calligraphy and painting, why don't you tell me your poems and read them below? I understand a little below, I hope it will not tarnish Madame's poetry. ”

"Oh~ Mr. Zhao still understands poetry? ~”

Mrs. Tang was really attracted some attention, which made Zhao Ming breathe a sigh of relief.

If it weren't for the fact that he was stumped by this girl in Jinmen later, Zhao Ming would have walked away by now.

It's a little annoyed to think about it, thinking that I, Zhao Ming, a dignified seven-foot man, is a killer of Outer Mongolians on the grassland, how can I fall in front of this female streamer.

"Yes, yes! I still know a little about Mrs. Tang, but I just hope that Mrs. Tang will not dislike my superficial appreciation. Zhao Minggan smiled and nodded.

"Do you really want to listen?" Mrs. Tang asked rhetorically.

"Can't hear?"

Zhao Minghu doubted, if he remembered correctly, he had learned from Na Meldo that this Mrs. Tang was also a talented woman, could the information be wrong.

"Since Mr. Zhao wants to listen, then I'll say it~"

Mrs. Tang looked at Zhao Ming with silky eyes, and saw her lips lightly opened, and a poem sounded in the silent private room.

"Pick it up...... Repeat the soft body ~ the bones are confused, and they fall to the ground bit by bit...... Zizi ..... Sun and grandson are all surnamed mud~"

After a poem was finished, Mrs. Tang's tone was subdued, but she was extremely charming.

As her poems say, she listened to it all over her body and was confused by her bones.

Zhao Ming's heart was bald, and he thought that this girl would play some serious literature, but after engaging in it for a long time, there was not a serious word in her mouth.

"Mr. Zhao ~ How is my poem? Isn't that wonderful? ”

Mrs. Tang said and moved a little closer, her movements all the time were not too abrupt.

Obviously, he has been attacking, but every time he cooperates with the delicate words, he gets a little closer as if he was silent.

It feels like everything falls into place.

It's just that Zhao Ming was a little difficult to overcome, and when he stood up, he was ready to speak, and temporarily got out under the pretext of going to the toilet.

But soon, a white and tender little hand grabbed Zhao Ming at once.

Zhao Ming frowned slightly, this move has already exceeded a little.

At this time, no matter how good his temper is, he can't help but remind him.

The woman in front of her is indeed good-looking, if she is placed in the future life, she will definitely be a goddess-level figure after some beauty modification.

But Zhao Ming can't walk when he sees a woman, he won't touch this kind of woman.

Just when Zhao Ming opened his mouth and was about to express his refusal, he saw that the woman seemed to guess what he was thinking, so she took the lead in kissing her lips and said softly,

"This is my stake in the Jinmen Post Office, no more than 5%."

Then I saw a piece of paper folded like a document take it out of the woman's bag and put it on the wine table.

Zhao Ming's mouth immediately stopped, and the syllables that were about to be uttered were all blocked in his throat.

"You.... Mrs. Tang... What do you mean? ”

Zhao Ming's voice was a little dry, and only then did he remember that he was a member of the palace.

How much property does the royal house have?

He didn't know much about this, but when he asked about the land in Meldojinmen before, the other party mentioned that there was a super charter prince in Jinmen who was a big man in the previous dynasty.

And that big man is the father-in-law of today, just like here in Nanshi, almost two-thirds of it is the private property of the lord of the country.

Many people here in Nanshi are actually working for this old man.

In this way, even if this Mr. Fu Jie is not as rich as that prince, the background of the palace is very terrifying.

Some title deeds, properties, shops, and shares are really not less.

"It's not interesting~I'm here~ I just want to have some in-depth communication with Mr. Zhao~"

Mrs. Tang propped up the table with her elbows, the back of her hand against her chin, and looked at Zhao Ming with a charming smile.

Zhao Ming was very entangled at this moment, and his feet seemed to be rooted, making it difficult for him to move half a minute.