Qiao Wen turned his head back clearly: “This gentleman, what’s the matter?”
Guan Zhenbao came out by himself, and walked forward with a grin and said, “Thank you very much for ordering Bai Fangfang’s song tonight, so that I can take a free ride to my ears.”
Qiao Wen smiled and said, “I like Bai Fangfang’s songs very much. Tonight is here to listen to her songs.”
Guan Zhenbao immediately showed an expression of hatred when meeting each other, and excitedly held his hand and said, “My soulmate, brother, the guests who come to the Rose Palace are mostly for the queen of the song, Ye Weilan. The first time I met was the same as me. Especially for Bai Fangfang. Know how to appreciate! Have taste!”
Chen Canan, who was carrying a large half bottle of wine, fell on his hands holding Qiao Wen, frowned unhappy, stretched out his hand to force his hands apart, and said coldly: “Say talk, do it. What do the feet do?”
Guan Zhenbao deserves to be the seed of confusion who was defrauded of most of his wealth. He didn’t see his hostility at all, and he smiled and said enthusiastically: “Since I am so fond of my little brother, it is still early, otherwise I will go to the other side together. Have a drink in an izakaya and make friends.”
Qiao Wen raised his brows calmly, chuckled gently, and nodded: “Okay!”
Compared with the lively Rose Palace, this izakaya is much quieter, and only a few Japanese who live in other places are drinking small wine in silence.
Three people asked for a box.
Although Guan Zhenbao has been confused for more than 20 years, he has an enthusiastic temper. He took the initiative to pour a glass of sake for two new friends. After introducing their names to each other, he began to talk endlessly about how beautiful Bai Fangfang’s singing voice is. How vulgar the world does not understand appreciation.
Qiao Wen nodded very cooperatively, inserting a sentence from time to time to satisfy his desire to talk that no one understood.
At the end, Guan Zhenbao sighed heavily: “When I get the money to sell the land, I must ask her to open a special show and give her a new record.”
Qiao Wen said: “Master Guan has any land to sell?”
Guan Zhenbao scratched his head unkindly, but he was quite honest and honest: “Ashamed, although others call me Young Master Guan, I am a young master who is really not decent. I have neither the ability to make money nor the skills. By my side, fortunately, my father and mother left some of my property before they passed away. These years, I have been living by changing the property from the seller, so that I won’t be destitute.”
Qiao Wen pretended to think of something, and said: “When Master Guan said this, I remembered one thing, did you sell a six-story building in Kwun Tong the year before last.”
Guan Zhenbao nodded hurriedly: “Yes, yes.”
Qiao Wen smiled and said: “The Young Master Guan is really too modest. That building alone is worth more than three million yuan. It’s not a trivial matter for Miss Bai Fangfang to book a room.”
Guan Zhenbao waved his hand and said with a smile: “No, no, it was spread from the outside. The building was built during the Republic of China for more than 30 years. It was worthless and sold for more than one million. These two. The year is almost spent, otherwise there is no need to sell land.”
Qiao Wen pretended to be surprised and said: “How is it possible? Boss Zhang who bought your building is a distant relative of me. I have seen his contract, and it really cost more than three million at the time.” After speaking, he tentatively said, “Master Guan. , You’re not being cheated by the real estate agent, are you?”
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