Regarding the invitations from Wang Ting and Jiang Chun, Chen Xing was not surprised.

In a society of favors, treating guests and thanking them is something that has never changed at all times, both at home and abroad. Therefore, Chen Xing did not hesitate and decided to let Jiang Chun and Wang Ting come from his own black shop to blackmail them...

Ahem, it’s from my hotel. I’ll treat these two to a nice banquet and let these two elite members of the Special Security Bureau relax.

Chen Xing's abacus was ringing, and as soon as he returned to Mao Cafe, he immediately left and returned, returning to Dongpo Ju again.

Brothers Su Shi and Su Zhe, who had originally planned to take a rest, were very surprised when they saw Chen Xing leaving and returning. Su Shi couldn't help but raise his head: "Why are you back? You were beaten by Yi An at the Mao Cafe. ? You can’t do this..."

Before Su Shimiao finished speaking, Su Zhemiao on the side once again covered his brother's mouth with lightning speed.

Please, hold back.

After finally becoming the head of the Dongpo residence, Su Chemiao didn't want to go back to the cat cafe and be beaten.

Living in the cat cafe these days, Su Chemiao has really experienced what it means to be 'a gentleman can be bullied'. This kind of life made Su Zhemiao vaguely think of the time when he was still the prime minister.

It was truly an experience like a meteor.

Su Chemiao sighed silently in her heart.

High emotional intelligence: like a shooting star.

Low emotional intelligence: short time.

Chen Xing was amused by the behavior of Su Shimiao and Su Zhemiao. He immediately waved his hands and said that he was very generous and would not be guilty of his words. After that, he continued: "We have guests coming at noon today. You are going to prepare meals." Bar."

"There are guests this time at noon?" Su Shimiao was a little surprised, "What are you entertaining? According to past practice, after killing you, you just get the stolen goods."

Chen Xing:……

Now Chen Xing feels very tired.

What's going on? Why did this activity spoil the kittens? Who taught Su Shimiao and Su Zhemiao this method? Do you really think this is a black shop?!

"He is a serious guest."

Chen Xing took a deep breath, picked up his energy, and said to Su Shimiao and Su Zhemiao: "The serious kind, if you eat well, maybe you can attract a lot of attention from us."

When Su Shi and Su Zhe heard this, they immediately became energetic and nodded, indicating that the meal would definitely be prepared.

When Chen Xing saw this, he felt a little relaxed. Then he looked at Yin Qianxue, who was still staying at the front desk in Dongpo, and said to Yin Qianxue: "Xiao Yin, go and get the three waitresses at Zhang Shoubao's place. If you want to come back, let them expand the size of the City God's Temple by themselves, and they can expand it as they please within the five people."

"Also, go to the third floor next door and tell Qingzhao Miao...that's the lion cat, and ask her to ask if any kittens have volunteered to come and perform?"

"..."

After giving some instructions, Chen Xing felt that everything had been arranged and was just waiting for the arrival of Jiang Chun and Wang Ting.

Not long after, the three female ghosts, escorted by Zhang Shoubao, arrived at Dongpo House and then quietly retreated.

In the cat cafe next door, two kittens also came.

One is the cheerful Turtle Nian Meow, and the other is the hopeless Cao Chong Meow.

Meow in the Year of the Turtle:

Cao Chongmiao: o(╥﹏╥)o

Seeing these two kittens with completely different moods, Chen Xing couldn't help but be startled, and then he saw Wang Zhenmiao and Qi Zhenmiao panting while carrying a complete set of Han Dynasty chimes.

"chimes?"

Chen Xing, who has been cultivated by Qingzhao Miao, Su Shi Miao and other cultural Miao Miao, is no longer the A Xing he used to be. Naturally, he can recognize the name of this instrument at a glance.

But that’s where it ends.

Chen Xing looked at Guinian Miao and Cao Chongmiao curiously, and said, "Do you want to perform chimes? It's so advanced, can you play it?"

"The chimes of the Han Dynasty have all been heard by us cats in the Han Dynasty, and Chong'er is no exception."

Cao Chongmiao spoke weakly, and then glanced at Guinian Miao angrily: "But last night he tricked me into saying there were interesting things in the utility room, tricked me into going there, and then made me listen to the chimes all night!"

When Turtle Nian Miao saw this, he showed an embarrassed smile, but he didn't regret it very much.

After all, he is from the Tang Dynasty, and the Han Dynasty is nearly a thousand years old. Although the chimes have been passed down, whether they are different from the Han Dynasty and the music scores are all a mystery.

After all, with the passage of endless years, not all books can be handed down completely. Many ancient books have been lost, let alone music scores.

And Guinianmiao forced Cao Chongmiao to discuss the music for the entire night last night, asking Cao Chongmiao to listen to the chimes he played and see where there was any problem.

At the beginning, Cao Chongmiao was quite cheerful, but as time went by, Cao Chongmiao was left with only deep despair.

It was hard to hold on until dawn. Just when Cao Chongmiao was happily planning to ask Chen Xing for his cell phone, Qingzhao Meow's iron fist fell on Cao Chongmiao's head. Cao Chongmiao was forced to attend the next door meeting with Guinian Meow.

Perform a performance.

Therefore, Cao Chongmiao was forced to come to this Dongpo residence with a kitten in his arms.

After hearing the love and hatred between Cao Chongmiao and Guinian Miao, Chen Xing couldn't help but laugh, feeling a little funny, and then comforted him: "When this performance is over, your phone will be back in your hand.

You have to seize this opportunity well!"

"cell phone?!"

These two words directly ignited Cao Chongmiao's burning heart.

Cao Chongmiao's eyes immediately widened like bells, then he patted his chest and said calmly: "Boss Chen, please don't worry, Chong'er promises to complete the mission!"

After saying that, he quickly turned around and pulled Turtle Nian Meow into the house. As he walked, Meow said: "There was a problem with three syllables of the song you played before. Now let's study the problem of temperament..."

Seeing the change of temper of Cao Chongmiao, Chen Xing couldn't help but sigh: Cell phones are really harmful to the hearts of young cats!

So in order to prevent more kittens from being killed, Chen Xing decided to take a risk and take the initiative to play with his mobile phone!

Let him bear the pain alone.

Chen Xing found a chair and sat down at random, and opened a small game called 'Cat Makes a Cat'. The game is quite simple, similar to Xiaoxiaole that he has played before, but it is more difficult to play than Xiaoxiaole.

Some, even Chen Xing, who has an IQ as high as 250, still has to rack his brains and play hard, but he still can't pass the second level.

Every failure made Chen Xing determined that he must pass the level next time.

Time passed like this little by little, until Jiang Chun sent himself a shaking window and said, "We are here, where are you?" Chen Xingtai looked up and found that it was already noon.

He played for more than two hours at a stretch.

If you think about it carefully, what did he do in the past two hours? He has been playing the little game "cat makes a cat" and wasted his time.

It’s just a waste of time, the key problem is that he didn’t even clear the level!

This can be said to be two hours spent in a real sense without doing anything.

"The cat has mistaken me!"

Chen Xing was so angry that he almost dropped his phone, but thinking that he had bought the phone for more than 14,000 yuan, he was reluctant to throw it away. He looked around, picked up the paper on the side, and threw it on the ground.

Bullying the weak and fearing the strong?x

The domineering king!√

Chen Xing took a deep breath and stood up immediately. Wang Ting and Jiang Chun had already walked in.

Wang Ting's face was a little gloomy and she looked a little distracted. It seemed that the incident in the cave had dealt a huge blow to her.

Jiang Chunze, who has never experienced the big world and has been staying in Gaohai, still has an expression asking for help. After entering Dongpo Residence, he walked around the hall and let out a burst of tuts.

He screamed strangely, and then said:

"Okay, Chen Xing, you are so prosperous that you have opened such a high-end hotel, and you have given such a high-end name, what is it called 'Dongpoju'... Tsk, tsk, I thought you would be named XX"

What’s the name of the hotel?”

"Forehead……"

Hearing Jiang Chun's words, Chen Xing couldn't help but smile awkwardly, and then said: "Let's order first."

Jiang Chun and Wang Ting didn't have any objections and sat down directly. Jiang Chun didn't overstep the question about what to eat this time. Instead, he said to Chen Xing very bravely: "You can eat whatever you want, brother, feel free to eat!"

Hearing what Jiang Chun said, Chen Xing couldn't help but nodded: He was still worried about Jiang Chun ordering food randomly.

He immediately waved his hand and called over a female ghost waiter wearing a cheongsam, and then said: "Follow the original plan and serve the food."

The female ghost waiter nodded and immediately left, very politely.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Chun was very surprised and said: "The original plan? What is the original plan? You ambushed hundreds of swordsmen around, and then broke the cup as a signal, swarmed us and chopped us into pieces?

"

Before Jiang Chun could say anything, Wang Ting, who had been silent on the side, suddenly showed a smile, like a spring plum blooming with snow: "Mr. Chen's waiters have a special flavor."

Chen Xing naturally knew what Wang Ting meant, and she was simply saying that his waiters were all ghosts: "They are just poor homeless people. As long as they do not break the law, Mr. Chen is still willing to give them a way out."

"Mr. Chen has a kind heart." Wang Ting said with a smile.

After Wang Ting said these words, the bag of stolen goods hidden in the cabinet at the front desk suddenly shook, as if to express protest: Kindness? I'm confused.

However, this slight shaking did not affect anything. Chen Xing remained calm and nodded shamelessly, saying that he was such a kind-hearted person.

However, at this moment, Jiang Chun said: "We are gathering privately today and will not discuss official matters."

Then, Jiang Chun looked at Chen Xing and said doubtfully: "I have something to ask you. How did you write this? How come I have written more than 600,000 words, and the collection is only about 700."

When Chen Xing heard that the topic came to his own field, Chen Xing stepped back and asked: What is a great writer?

Although Chen Xing's "famous works" come from Qingzhao Miao, Cao Chongmiao, and Zhang Jiao Miao, before that, Chen Xing was also a writer who could support himself!

Therefore, Chen Xing did not hesitate and said directly: "Writing, this is simple, just raise three cats, the cats will help you write."

Jiang Chun:?

After Jiang Chun was stunned for a moment, he laughed and cursed: "You went to the grave to burn newspapers, are you fooling the devil?"

Wang Ting on the side couldn't help but smile. Mr. Chen was quite humorous.

You say that cats are spiritual beasts and disaster beasts, but she believes it, but it is nonsense to say that cats write.

Listening to Jiang Chun's laughter and curses and Wang Ting's smile, Chen Xing couldn't help but sigh.

I've said everything I need to say, why don't they believe me?

There is no way, the life of a great writer is so simple and boring.
Chapter completed!