Tang Huan is really too jumping.

Jumping to the front of Qinglong, there is no moral character at all. What's wrong with this?

For other things, Qinglong just can bear it.

But Qinglong will never bear this matter.

Are you tired of watching me?

Isn’t this an insult? Isn’t it a humiliation in public?

Qinglong was unhappy and even a little angry.

She questioned her loudly, but did not receive too much attention from Tang Huan.

"Isn't this a very obvious act?" Tang Huan lit a cigarette and said with a squinted eyes. "How can these women in the world be compared with you? Qinglong, Qinglong, when have you become so unconfident?"

"It has nothing to do with confidence." Qinglong narrowed his eyes and stared at Tang Huan. "I just asked you, are you tired of seeing me?"

Tang Huan shook his head unswervingly: "I can't see enough in my whole life."

What an old man, Brother Huan? How dare you provoke Lord Qinglong, who fights with disagreement? What's more, Tang Huan is not stupid. How did Qinglong treat him? How could he not feel what he said to Sister Liu?

But he has always regarded him as a brother, comrade, and good buddy. He has basically never thought about it in other ways. No matter how beautiful she is, she is, and how charming she is.

It’s like a female brother who has been playing with her since she was a child, it’s really hard to have a relationship between men and women.

At least Brother Huan doesn’t have this kind of heart at the moment.

"That's fine." Qinglong didn't seem to have high requirements.

Regardless of whether Tang Huan has this kind of heart or not, it is enough not to get tired of it. Otherwise, with Qinglong's arrogant temperament, he might never appear in front of Tang Huan again in this life.

Who is the weirdo talking about? Isn’t it just Qinglong who dares to beat his boss?

Waited less than five minutes.

A girl in a long black gauze dress appeared in the private room.

She has a hot figure and a beautiful face. Her charming makeup adds a bit of temptation. The faint perfume smell on her body is even more imaginative.

The visitor was the person who told the story from Tang Huan.

Who is she?

"I am No. 8. I'm very happy to serve Mr. Tang."

This woman did not directly sign up, but introduced herself by codename.

She first bowed to Tang Huan and the others, and then took a seat at the invitation of Tang Huan.

"Miss No. 8. I know you charge by minute. Then let's start directly." Tang Huan smiled and took a sip of tea.

"What kind of story does Mr. Tang want to hear?" Miss No. 8 was very calm and had a very polite manner.

"The Liang family. Talk about the key points." Tang Huan went straight to the point.

"The Liang family is doing business, and the family assets are as high as 80 billion yuan. Boss Liang is the vice chairman of the Yanjing Business Association and has a very high prestige. Liang Jicheng is a returnee. After returning to China, he set up his own business and brought back all overseas resources. In just two years, he built a listed group. It can be said that he has achieved success." Miss No. 8 said as if she had known it.

But in Tang Huan's eyes, she had already wasted a minute.

"I can find what you said online." Tang Huan frowned. "Did the West Pavilion rely on this kind of story to fool customers?"

Miss No. 8 was not in a hurry to explain when she heard this. She asked back: "Not every customer will do enough investigations and palace grids before coming to listen to the story. This is the regular process of our West Wing Pavilion. It is also to carry out the service to the end and achieve a comprehensive place as much as possible."

Tang Huan pinched his fingers and counted the time: "You have wasted me another minute."

The West Chamber charges a minute fee. The minimum price per minute is 10,000 yuan. It is ridiculously expensive than a psychologist. After two minutes, Tang Huan heard nothing. He wasted 20,000 yuan.

At this moment, Tang Huan realized that the money is so much better. Otherwise, he would be very tight and he would be looked down upon by others.

Miss No. 8 also seemed to feel that the client in front of her was not a big money person. She pursed her lips and said, "It's better for us to change the communication mode. You ask, I answer. It saves time and effort, and can also save you some consultation fees."

If someone who is a little proud hears this, he will definitely feel humiliated and get angry. But Brother Huan is a poor man. How could he care about this little thing? He nodded and said, "Is Liang Jicheng good relationship with his stepmother?"

"According to reliable news, it's not good." Miss No. 8 smiled. "Because Liang Jicheng has a half-brother."

It is concise and explained the problem at once. This communication model is what Tang Huan wants. After getting the answer, he also saves money as much as possible.

"Will Liang Jicheng be present tonight's 50th birthday?" Tang Huan asked again.

Miss No. 8 heard this, but she said a little funny: "Mr. Tang, do you think it will rain tonight?"

"Nonsense." Tang Huan felt that his IQ was humiliated.

You can tell by looking at the weather forecast? I am here to ask you a question, what does it mean when you ask me?

"The weather forecast is also inaccurate." Miss No. 8 seemed to guess what Tang Huan was thinking. She said slowly. "What about people?"

"We only provide information that has happened or is happening. We cannot provide you with information that has not happened yet. The West Chamber must ensure 100% correctness of the source of information. Therefore, Mr. Tang, I cannot answer your question." Miss No. 8 said word by word. It is neither humble nor arrogant, and it is more emphasizing than the female leader.

Tang Huan nodded, feeling a little painful.

In just a few minutes, Qinglong's one-month mission reward and bonus benefits had already been taken into account.

After briefly understanding the Liang family, Tang Huan said: "Which four young men in the capital are there?"

Miss No. 8 found it interesting.

Since he wants to understand this well-known problem, it must be because it may be related. Since it may be related, will no one be related to him? Why spend money to come to the West Chamber of Commerce in vain?

While counting the time tightly, he was spending money in vain. He was such an inexplicable guy.

"Liang Jicheng, Wei Ziyu, Yao Dongting, and Bai Buchen, Bai family." Miss No. 8 said concisely. "They are the so-called fourth young masters in the capital."

"If you have to choose someone to pay attention to it-"

Before Tang Huan finished speaking, Miss No. 8 smiled and said, "If I were you, I would pay attention to every one."

Tang Huan nodded and said, "What's the relationship between them?"

"Super brother." Miss No. 8's wording is still incisive. She uses the simplest words to convey the deepest meaning. She is worthy of being a storyteller in the West Chamber. This place is indeed profound. Any storyteller has extremely strong eloquence and is satisfactory.

Tang Huan asked some questions in a mess again. Until he finally wanted to learn about the gossip about Song Sister’s biological father Song Peigong. Miss No. 8 smiled slightly and stood up and said, “Mr. Tang, the time is up.”

Well, it's quite tactful.

The implication is that, sorry, the money in your card has been spent.

I would like to ask again, please pay first.

Xixiang Pavilion never bullies customers, and treats all door-to-door consultants equally. Similarly, even if the great boss comes to ask, he still needs to pay the fee first and then ask questions.

Tang Huan was hungry and looked back at Qinglong.

The latter curled his lips and said, "There is no money."

After saying that, she said a little disdainful: "You spent money on the four young masters in Beijing. I can tell you."

"Then you said it earlier?" Tang Huan slapped the table.

Heartache.

Fortunately, the money spent on Qinglong...

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Chapter completed!