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Chapter two hundred and three in business

"It's very likely that his Majesty is now." Cheng Yaojin seemed to have a very easy answer in the end, and of course this was the only result that Cheng Yaojin could come up with.

"It's really him." Song Bo really didn't know what to say. At first, Song Bo thought that Mr. Qin was Li Shimin, but later when he was chatting, he asked a little from the side, and all aspects showed that this guy was an ordinary businessman. So Song Bo thought that this guy was really an ordinary businessman or a more advanced businessman. As a result, he suddenly got another exact information. The guy who forced him to call him Uncle Qin was actually Li Shimin.

"It seems that Ziyu, you are not very surprised. Did you know it long ago?" Cheng Yaojin was surprised this time. His son-in-law had known it long ago. It was not surprising that Mr. Qin was the emperor.

"Ah, no, I don't know he is His Majesty, but there is nothing to be surprised about. This guy always likes to run around without any trouble." Song Bo said something to be beheaded in the Ming and Qing dynasties. Of course, it was only in the Ming and Qing dynasties.

"How do you say something? Forget it, let's talk about your business, why did you come to me with this note? You can't just pull me together, right? I don't know how to do business, I'll tell your mother-in-law about these things." Cheng Yaojin would never do business, not that he doesn't know, but that he doesn't want to touch this. You should know that in the Romance, he is a man of private salt, but in fact he is a rogue on the street. Not having to worry about these two types means that Cheng Yaojin is absolutely familiar with business, but now he is Duke Su, and his status is so ashamed to talk about business. So the Cheng family's business belongs to Cheng Pei.

When Song Bo heard this kind of answer, he even forgot to say goodbye, and stood up and ran out. He didn't even say a word.

"Boy, wait..." Cheng Yaojin cursed silently behind him.

"My mother-in-law, my son-in-law has politeness here." In ancient times, people in Song Bo were in trouble. When they met elders, they always had to bow and bow to each other. At home, they also needed to bow their heads and bow to them. If this was in modern times, it would be good to nod and shout.

"What's the matter with you fat monkey? If you don't hit your iron, why are you going to do something here?" The old lady was also a sloppy person. Song Bo started to joke as soon as he entered the door.

"When I say to my mother-in-law, it's a bit important thing for the son-in-law to come this time. It's a big thing about the future of our Song and Cheng families." Song Bo said his thoughts calmly, but he was calm on the surface. In fact, he was still very excited.

"Really? You little monkey, you have never been serious. You won't come here to play again this time, right?" Who is Cheng Pei? The famous Empress Pei can tell at a glance the difference between Song Bo today.

"Really, if you don't believe me, look at this. This..." Song Bo looked around, hoping to find his expensive note. But it was obvious that he was disappointed because the note was still in Cheng Yaojin's hand. Even if he broke his clothes, he couldn't find the note he wanted.

"Hmph, little monkey. I'm here to play with you again. Go."

"No, sir, it's true, ah, by the way, the thing is about business with my father-in-law. I'm just doing business and not joking with you." Song Bo was so anxious that he started to sweat...
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