The fifty-eighth chapter, the official city of Huazhongjin (9)
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"No one has picked Yun Qing and Mu Yu, among the four courtesans, to this day." The servant said again.
"Black, it's so dark!" Lei Dongfeng laughed secretly. The sucker who spent money was probably coaxed out before he even touched his little hands. Who should ask you to come here to pretend to be elegant? Sister Piaoyao has so many things to pay attention to.
"What are you taking the exam?" Lei Dongfeng asked casually while thinking.
"I don't know, the girls are asking questions on the spot." The servant smiled apologized.
"Well, you go down. We will call you when the draft begins later." Lei Dongfeng waved his hand.
"Brother, do you have to do this?" Jiang Zhuying couldn't help but say as soon as the servant left.
"No, Zhuying and Miss Roland also said that we cannot easily reveal our identities now, and it is even more difficult to alarm the people of this organization. But the contact person in Chengdu Prefecture is one of the four courtesans. We don't know which one is, so we can only do this and act according to the opportunity at that time." Lei Dongfeng smiled bitterly.
"Well, this is simple, each person, each person, you can always figure it out clearly." Lei Dongfeng said, and everyone gave him a blank look.
"Mr. Lei's method is not impossible, it's just a waste of money." Musa and smiled.
"It doesn't have to be like this. Although I don't know which contact person the organization is here, there are unique contact information within the organization. After they come out, they will naturally know after observing it." Roland smiled.
"Tong - the talent show officially began!" With a loud gong and drum sound, it came through the carved windows.
"It's started!" Lei Dongfeng and others walked to the window of the private room and sat down, opened the window, and the noise and cheers came over.
First there was a rapid drum beat, then a melodious sound of piano came.
More than a dozen girls wearing gauze dresses and holding flower baskets walked onto the stage from both sides like fairies who were happily pedaling onto the stage.
The girls first raised their hands lightly, and the blue roses produced by the Imperial Jiangnan Flower Capital fell on the stage's Boss blanket.
Then the girls danced gracefully with the drums and zithers from the audience.
At the end of the song, the girls raised the flower basket again and showed it to the private room below the stage and upstairs. It turned out that the flowers in the basket had been divided into bundles, and each bundle was marked with a different price.
Some familiar old customers began to hand the money to the servants who were serving each other in exchange for bouquets of flowers.
Once the flower is obtained, someone will tie another tag that represents the identity of the guest, waiting for the end of the draft to facilitate statistics.
"Several young men, do you need to exchange for a bouquet now?" asked the servant outside the door of the fairy hall.
"These vulgar powders are still unattracted to our eyes. It's not too late to change them after the courtesan comes up." Lei Dongfeng waved his hand boldly, but he was thinking about how many imperial gold coins would be spent this time.
"Sir, are you worried about spending too much money?" Musa and smiled when they touched their beautiful bearded man.
"Well, our funds are all exchanged for the soldiers' blood, and it's hard to get, so we have to save some money." Lei Dongfeng said embarrassedly.
"Don't be afraid, spend some small money first, and you will get a big reward." Musa and he chuckled.
"What do you mean by sir?" Lei Dongfeng was a little confused.
"The profitable businessman, who is completely unscrupulous, has made corresponding copywriting plans for different customer groups. This may not be a big deal in the 21st century facing the audience who are used to being very pornographic and violent, but in this era, it is still very lethal to customers." Lei Dongfeng made up his mind to get Tianxiang Pavilion in his hands. If he fails, he will dig out the boss behind the scenes so that he can serve himself and create wealth.
With the introduction on the stage side, a sad flute sound recalled, and then a girl who was as weak as a willow and Fufeng walked onto the stage from one side of the stage.
Chapter completed!