After summer, the temperature in the South China Sea becomes more and more unbearable. If it is in the suburbs, it is actually fine. Once you enter the city, it seems like you have plunged into a steamer, making people not want to move at all.

Bingshi Street is not just a roadside shop, but also has a brilliant place to visit the gatehouse. The street is much wider than Luoyang and Chang'an.

After all, every inch of land in Henan is now valuable. Although there is little land available in the South China Sea, it is relatively wide.

It is specially reserved for the chariots and horses to stop. It covers an area of ​​at least seven or eight acres, which is extremely open. There are also huge banyan trees, which are even more convective winds. If you want to rest, you will love to go to this place where the animals can run.

The only drawback is that it has a bit more flavor.

Through the courtyard wall and woods, it is the largest entertainment club in Bingshi Street - Qianjin Yixiaolou.

Those with some identity are here.

In fact, the reason why Bingshi Street is called Bingshi Street is the source of it, which is a bowl of ice from two hundred years ago, and a bowl of ice from "Qianjin Yixiaolou".

At this moment, there were rumbling sounds in the private room of the pavilion, and there were laughter and coquettish voices coming from time to time. Lan Caishi, who was taking notes at the bottom of the building, raised his head slightly, squeezed Jingming's acupoint, and then closed his eyes to rest.

I even calculated in my heart that since I came to Kill Longgang, my legal income has now reached 24,000 yuan, which is a pure balance.

As for those black and white income, they are naturally "public accounts" and must be included in the itinerary expenses of "Mr. Fuli".

"This fish killer has such a strong fortune."

After sighing, Lan Caishi muttered again, "A Fei said he had invited Boss Ji, but I don't know if it's true. He, a bank president, doesn't he focus on promotion, can he really come to the business?"

I didn't believe it at first, but after all, it was Tang Yunfei, a student for Pi Rixiu, but he specialized in dissection. No matter how strange the strange words he said, he could take it seriously.

"Take your sister and sleep with the dog..."

He cursed in Guangxi dialect again, and Lan Caishi suddenly heard someone upstairs shouting: "Xiao Lan--"

"Check!"

As soon as I heard it, I knew it was Lu Guimeng, and as soon as I heard it, I knew it was Lu Guimeng who called him up to write a "check". As soon as I heard it, I knew that Lu Guimeng was going to start a special "Old Man's Joy" show again.

Recently, "Qianjin Yixiaolou" borrowed several top brands from Cangnan. In Hainan Province, several singers who were on vacation in Nanyazhou all went to Haikou and then took a tax airship north.

Just the day before yesterday, these dusty Hainan singers settled in the high-end entertainment club in Shalonggang with a grand welcome... Qianjin Yixiaolou.

Lan Caishi did the calculations. Lu Guimeng, a bad old man in his 80s, spent enough money to rebuild a Beicang Provincial Administration’s official residence, and it can be renovated.

"Seven hundred thousand..."

As soon as my eyes closed, Lan Caishi's voice trembled when he went upstairs. The house next to Shaxian Hotel, the one with a courtyard, a pond and a wing room, was only 17,180,000 yuan. How many sets can I buy?

However, this is just Lu Guimeng’s prostitution expenses here...

Hulalalala!

The sound was loud and crisp, which was the sound from the hall upstairs. Obviously, Lu Guimeng did not play cards in the private room this time, but played mahjong in the hall.

The old man in his eighties loves to tease him so much. Anyway, he has money because his surname is Lu.

Lu Guimeng's family inherited from his ancestors has been ruined for seventy years, but he still has not lost all his life.

When I was young, I met Boss Huang. After getting on the pirate ship, some of the assets I finally lost were directly increased by a hundred times...

Lan Caishi has been with Lu Guimeng for so many years, and the old man likes to say the most is: Why am I so rich? I did nothing, why did I make another profit?

Whenever I hear such "vulgar words", Lan Caishi wishes to bite the bed sheet with tears in his eyes. It's so annoying!

So annoying!

"Sir, I must have come from the exiled immortal..."

"Hahahahahaha, Yi Xiaoxi's mother, speaks nicely. Come on, let me see how this sweet mouth can grow..."

"Sir, don't you want to tease the slave?"

Hearing this voice, Lan Caishi wanted to give "Qianjin Yixiaolou" a capital letter "Fu".

If you can actually find the top brands that can speak Taihu accent in Nanhai, it is different for old state-owned enterprises!

Although it is a joint venture now, this professional ethics are really strong.

Twist twist.

He knocked on the door at the entrance of the stairs, three bead curtains and three doors. Lan Caishi was at the first door, and he could see the lipstick marks on the face of the old man.

He just felt distressed, a lipstick mark, no need to think about it, a hundred dollars!

Whoever kisses the more complete, he will get more, and there is no limit on the top...

"Xiao Lan is here? Come in and come in..."

"Yes, sir."

Lan Caishi calmed down and just went in, he saw that the mahjong plaque had been stacked again. The old man's seat was wider than the dragon chaise. There was a young girl sitting on each side. Not only was she beautiful, but she had a hot figure.

Fortunately, Lan Caishi is not surprised. He doesn't know how many times he sees this kind of scene. He used to be red and a little shy.

Now...this is it?

"Oh, I lost again. I'll give you some big money and give it whatever I want."

"Yes, sir."

The expressionless Lan Caishi slowly took out a stack of paper from his briefcase, and one stack was ten thousand. He looked at the surrounding environment slightly, took out five stacks, and then asked in a low voice, "Sir, 50,000."

"Another fifty thousand."

"Yes, sir."

Lan Caishi was fine, but the girls around him were all silent. Even the pretty courtesan who was still showing off his affection just now was silent.

"Do you touch the cards? If you win the money of me, the old man, I want to stop playing. No, continue playing and fight until dawn!"

The excited old man narrowed his eyes into a line, and the surroundings were so happy.

And those Hainan singers who originally thought they came to make hard money, now there is no bad old man in his 80s?

At the side of this card table, there is clearly an eighteen-year-old boy with a fierce, handsome and talented nature.

"Mr. Lu~~ I don't have much money for my private house~~"

"Hahahahahaha... It's easy to say, it's easy to say!"

Lu Gui's eyes lit up, and he touched the girl's little hand, rubbed it back and forth, "I want to be happy when I come out to play. I will spend a thousand yuan, all three families with one thousand yuan. Isn't it called "Fu Guang, is it easy to cut down?"

Fair, it's so fair!

Lan Caishi, who was serving next to him, was crazy jealous. The three prostitutes who were beating him could make a gambling fee of 1,000 yuan. This is really... so jealous.

Lan Caishi calmed down and said that there was no way to change his gender these days. Otherwise, I wonder how many people would have to chase and lick this old man.
Chapter completed!