I am a boss in the world of nine uncles

Chapter 154

"Master, what should we do now?"

Wencai believed it, feeling uneasy in his heart.

Uncle Jiu said solemnly, "Give me the banknote in your hand."

Wen Cai was slightly taken aback, but the reaction of his hand was faster than his brain, and he passed the banknote directly.

Uncle Jiu caught the banknote and turned to look at Qiusheng: "And you."

Qiu Sheng took a step back subconsciously, and said with a dry smile, "Master, please tell me first, I'll just hold the banknotes myself."

"Give it to me first, otherwise it will be difficult for me to explain to you." Uncle Jiu insisted.

Wencai also recalled it at this time, and felt that something was not quite right. Based on the principle of brotherhood, he persuaded: "Hand it over first, Qiusheng. Compared with chasing stars, I think it is more important to cultivate Taoism." .”

Stupid!

Qiu was so angry that his heart ached, but it was all about this, how could he have any reason not to hand it over?
"Master, you have to return it to me after you finish speaking." Reluctantly handing out the banknote, Qiu Sheng said seriously.

"Back to you?"

Uncle Jiu freed one hand to catch the banknote: "Don't think about it, it's impossible. You two go to the lobby right now, sit in front of the statue of the patriarch and copy the meditation talisman until you can really calm down."

The faces of the two apprentices instantly collapsed, and Qiu Sheng fought hard: "Master, no matter what, this is our heart for Master Lan..."

"I know." Uncle Jiu nodded: "Don't worry, I will find someone to help you give this kindness to everyone Lan."

Qiusheng: "..."

"Why are you in a daze, why don't you go quickly?" Seeing that the two of them couldn't move their legs, but just looked at him helplessly, Uncle Jiu scolded with an indisputable expression.

If Qin Yao hadn't been here, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai would have dared to fight for it, at least take the money off the banknote.

But now Qin Yao is watching here, in terms of his filial piety to his master, if the two of them dare to "disrespect", they must be beaten severely.

Is money more important than life?

This does not seem to be a multiple choice question!
"Qin Yao, do you know Master Lan?" Uncle Jiu secretly smiled as he watched the two apprentices walk into the hall with their heads bowed and shoulders shrugged.

"I don't know, let alone understand, it feels like someone who popped up out of nowhere." Qin Yao said sincerely.

He is a good guy who has seen the original movie.

At this time, if you say you know each other, if you say you understand, you will end up in the same fate as Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai.

"It's easy if you don't know each other." Uncle Jiu muttered softly, and pushed both banknotes into Qin Yao's arms.

"Take these two bills and come with me."

Qin Yao: "..."

It's true that he didn't want to copy the meditation mantra, but he also didn't want to see Lan Guifang either!

No matter how famous this woman is in movies or even in reality, Boss Qin doesn't think much about her.

After all... In this turbulent era of warlord melee, everyone who can become a famous party is basically insulated from the words "pure and pure".

"Let's go, why are you standing there?" Uncle Jiu beckoned.

Qin Yao let out a foul breath.

Another day of being forced to open!
……

"Wen Cai, have you calmed down yet?"

In the lobby, beside the long table in front of the statue of the Patriarch.

Qiu Sheng, who had painted the meditation mantra more than [-] times, became more and more irritable as he painted, and couldn't help turning his head and asking.

"No, I feel sorry for my six hundred and sixty-six yuan." Wen Cai said with a sigh, his cheeks wrinkled like a bitter melon.

"What kind of money do you feel sorry for? Based on your current income, you are short of about six hundred yuan?" Qiu Sheng said speechlessly: "The most important thing now is that if we miss the opportunity to meet Lan Guifang today, we may not be able to meet Lan Guifang for the rest of our lives in the future." I can't see you anymore."

"But Master said..."

"Don't you know that Master is also a fan of Lan Kwai Fong?"

Wencai: "???"

That evening.

Fucheng Red Pavilion.

The red hall, which can accommodate [-] people, was full of seats, the crowd was full of voices, and the eyes were so hot that they were almost fanatical. As the lights converged on the stage full of flowers, they silently waited for the legendary star to enter the stage.

"Master Lan." Backstage at the Red Pavilion, a middle-aged man in a long gown knocked on the door of the dressing room and said with cupped hands.

"Boss Zhu." Lan Guifang, who was sitting in front of a silver mirror and let the make-up artist smear, stood up immediately, showing good upbringing while respecting the other party.

Zhu An was full of smiles, and looked up at the delicate face of the other party: "Master Lan, I am really sorry to bother you when you are about to take the stage."

Lan Guifang smiled slightly: "It's okay... I know that Boss Zhu must have something urgent and urgent to come to me at this time."

Zhu An applauded from the bottom of his heart.

As expected of everyone who is famous and moving, not only is he good at singing, but he also knows the principle of combining hardness and softness in dealing with people.

"What you said is true." Zhu An first confirmed the other party, and then began to blame: "That's right, the big boss of Chenghuang Department Store brought his master here, and wants to give you two banknotes in advance."

"Giving banknotes?" Lan Guifang was slightly taken aback, and said in surprise: "Is he my fan?"

Zhu An shook his head, and said with a strange face: "No. His master is your fan."

Lan Guifang: "???"

……

In a blink of an eye, two hours later.

Lan Guifang, who was radiant on the stage, sang the last song, stood in front of a loudspeaker as tall as a person, and looked at the two positions in the first row by the bright light on the stage: "Encore (Encore) ) songs are finished, I really can’t sing anymore, finally, how about chatting with everyone?”

"Okay..." The voices of more than [-] people gathered together, like drums roaring, breaking through the roof, making all the emotional audience present excited.

Lan Guifang smiled lightly, like the gentle wind in the mountains, easily soothed the excitement of many people, making the shouts of the audience gradually become silent.

"Brother, do you think it is possible for us to marry a woman like Sister Fang in this life?" Wen Cai turned to Qiu Sheng and asked in the two seats relatively in front.

"I still have a possibility. You are basically sentenced to death." Qiu Sheng said without hesitation, "After all, although money can buy women, women of Sister Fang's level will not be short of money."

Wencai: "..."

Why do you feel that in his eyes, you have nothing but money?
"first……"

At this time, Lan Guifang in the center of the stage leaned her face in front of the circular loudspeaker, and said with a smile: "Thank you, Boss Zhu Anzhu, for inviting me to the Red Hall for a concert. I have the opportunity to meet you. Secondly, I would like to thank Boss Qin and Master Lin Jiu of the department store for the banknotes. I am very happy to have such an excellent person like me."

Hearing this, Liu and Xu, the audience in the front row, were suddenly stunned.

Boss Qin...

Master Lin Jiu...

Banknotes...

Depend on! !

It's a good trick to keep Chen Cang in the dark, and borrow flowers to offer Buddha.

(End of this chapter)