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Chapter 451

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    The next moment, the servant brought the merchant to the table.

    The merchant's eyes were clearly averted, and his cheeks were flushed from embarrassment.

    I looked at him, and he was even more uncomfortable, and he kept repeating the movement of loosening and clenching his hands.

    "Brother Shang, what's the matter, sit down and talk." I said easy-goingly.

    The merchant's body trembled, he shook his head, and said sadly: "Where am I qualified to sit?"

    "Mr. Luo, help me." Obviously, his eyes were more pleading.

    I also want to ask him what happened.

    Leaving from his house, I was sure he would come to me. There was something wrong with his wife at that time, but he was so confused by the authorities that he couldn't see it clearly.

    It's just that now that he broke the Caibo Palace, the problem is even more serious.

    Her wife seeks money?  This is unrealistic, the money itself belongs to the couple.

    I was about to speak, but Feng Zhirong spoke first.

    "Merchant, the Feng family should treat you well."

    At the same time, Feng Zhirong nodded slightly to me, and Feng Qu next to me gave me a wink.

    The merchant nodded again and again: "Yes I have always been grateful for the care of the Feng family."

    The next moment, Feng Zhirong narrowed his eyes and continued: "Then I asked Mr. Luo to find you, but you drove him out?"

    "If Feng Qu hadn't told me, I really didn't know how powerful you are!"

    "Mr. Luo kindly reminded you that he was trying to save you. What do you think he meant to your wife?" Feng Zhirong's voice was much colder and more oppressive: "For the sake of the Feng family, this  That's all for the matter?"

    The merchant's face turned pale.

    He faltered: "II"

    Feng Zhirong squinted his eyes, and continued: "Mr. Luo cherishes his talents, so he will help you like that. He usually has a lot of affairs, even if the Feng family asks him to help, he can't always do it."

    "Instead, you drive people away and keep saying that you are grateful to the Feng family, but you treat the distinguished guests of the Feng family like this?! Merchant, you are too petty, please go back."

    "If you ask someone to do something, you don't even have the attitude to ask someone to do something, so who else can you ask for?"

    "The Feng family does not lack you as a craftsman!" At the end of the words, Feng Zhirong had become a lot stricter.

    The merchant's head was almost buried in the ground.

    Feng Zhirong yelled: "See off the guests."

    Only then did the merchant suddenly raise his head, his face became more anxious, and he said, "Patriarch Feng, wait a minute!"

    The next moment, the merchant bowed to me, and the bow was almost ninety degrees.

    He bowed several times in a row before saying sadly: "Mr. Luo, I'm a rough man, obsessed with ghosts, and it's wasting your good intentions. I'm sorry."

    "Please forgive me and give me a chance."

    Only then did Feng Zhirong's face show a bit of satisfaction.

    I smiled wryly in my heart. Originally, I planned to help the merchant directly, and he would definitely not doubt me again.

    Feng Zhirong's approach is more direct and thorough.

    The merchant did not save face to me and Feng Qu, so it is understandable for Feng Qu to tell Feng Zhirong about these things.

    Now Feng Zhirong's simple words have also helped Feng Qu and me regain face, and at the same time undoubtedly made the merchant lower.

    Although in fact, I don't think the significance of lowering this level is too great.

    But Feng Zhirong was helping me, and I did not refute his reasoning.

    Feng Zhirong didn't speak, so I didn't speak first.

    The merchant raised his head, his expression became more anxious, and he looked at Feng Zhirong pleadingly.

    However, Feng Zhirong sighed and said: "I have already said what I said. This is the meaning of the Feng family. As for Mr. Luo, I, Feng Zhirong, have no control." After speaking, Feng Zhirong picked up a glass of wine and drank leisurely.

    The merchant looked at me pleadingly again, and was about to speak.

    I also feel that Feng Zhirong has given enough lessons to the merchants, no matter how much it is, it is like taking advantage of others, which is not my intention.

    "Brother Shang, I don't think it's a big deal. Let's turn to this and talk about your business." I returned a friendly and easy-going smile.

    The merchant's face immediately showed ecstasy, and he immediately told the whole story in a hurry.

    It turned out that after I left that day, he also came back.  He wanted his wife's cousin, that is, his cousin-in-law, to leave.

    ? As a result, his cousin said that he had crossed the river and demolished the bridge, with a face of reluctance to leave.

    He has nothing to do about such things, and he usually doesn't?He is used to rejecting people, so he used to hide whenever he could, relying on his wife Miao Jing to persuade people to leave.

    As a result, Miao Jing fell asleep again, so she had to arrange for someone to live first.

    When it was dawn the next day, his cousin-in-law began to ask for money, and he had to get it before leaving.

    Miao Jing stayed in the room and didn't say a word. He had no choice but promised to give 400,000 yuan.

    His cousin-in-law quit, saying that it would cost 800,000 yuan to get married.

    In the end Miao Jing actually spoke in the room and asked him to give 800,000 yuan.

    Although the merchant couldn't figure it out, he still agreed, thinking that his wife might have some plans.

    Sure enough, after a while his wife told her cousin to take the money and never come to their house for the rest of her life.

    The merchant was also very happy in his heart, thinking about making money and eliminating disasters.

    ?As a result, his cousin-in-law said on the spot that they were going to sever ties. How could 800,000 be enough?  It must be 1.6 million.

    The merchant was dumbfounded, and felt that this was too greedy, so he refused directly.

    As a result, his cousin's brother-in-law beat him up on the spot, saying that he didn't care about love.

    After being beaten, it is even more impossible for him to get the money out.

    But he didn't expect that Miao Jing went out of the room, transferred 1.6 million to his cousin and sent him away.

    He was very angry at first, how could he give this money?

    But he really felt sorry for Miao Jing. What Miao Jing meant was to lose money all at once, to send this plague god away, and then no one would bother them again.

    He felt uncomfortable for a while, but also accepted the reality, the money can be made again, and the days are quiet.

    As a result, he discovered other problems at night.

    After Miao Jing fell asleep, her breathing was very weak. He was afraid of accidents, so he quickly woke up the person and said to go to the hospital.

    As a result, Miao Jing became furious and drove him to another room.

    He was still worried, and sneaked back to the room, only to find that Miao Jing wasn't sleeping on the bed, but the toe of her shoe was facing the bed.

    For these simple things, he still heard some gentlemen say that the toe of the shoe turned inward would make people go to bed, and he hurried to straighten the shoe.

    In the end, he found that Miao Jing was lying under the bed looking at him.

    This frightened him so much that strange things happened one after another.

    He wanted to persuade, but was kicked out of the room after being scolded again.

    He didn't sleep much all night, how could something go wrong with a good-looking person?

    He thinks that the matter of his cousin actually stimulated Miao Jing?

    So he planned to wait until dawn to have a good talk with Miao Jing, but he couldn't find anyone.

    After searching for the whole day, he didn't know where Miao Jing had gone, and he didn't answer the phone.

    In the end, it was almost dark. He heard noises in the warehouse, so he went to look, only to find that Miao Jing was lying in a copper coffin he had collected. He had just got up, and his face still seemed to have black and red hair.

    At that time, he was so frightened that he didn't dare to stay at home, so he came straight to me.

    After saying this, the merchant begged me even more mournfully, that he must help him and save his wife.

    I'm afraid there is something unclean in his house that made her wife like this.

    I was silent, then sighed, and shook my head: "Brother Shang, what happened to her, you probably guessed it yourself, right?"

    The merchant's lips twitched, but he didn't say a word.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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