MTL - They are Chasing Me!-Chapter 29 Sing a big show 06

After He Changhuai received the news that he was going to the chamber of commerce tomorrow, he went to a tailor shop to order two suits.

The custom-made clothes are still unavailable, so he bought another suit that fits the size. On that day, he was dressed in high spirits, and came to the chamber of commerce in a suave and unrestrained manner.

When he arrived, the rest of the people had almost arrived. It was Jiang Zhengrong who was sitting on the main seat. Even if He Changhuai was a strong dragon, he still had a difficult boss in Jincheng.

With a smile on his face, He Changhuai saw Ye Suan sitting next to Jiang Zhengrong at a glance. He raised his eyebrows and strode over, the corner of his coat piercing the wind, wearing a suit, vest and tie, he was really a well-mannered young man.

"Boss Ye," He Changhuai greeted Ye Suan first, pulled away the chair beside him, and put his long arms on the back of the chair behind Ye Suan, "Why are you still so plain today?"

Ye Suan was wearing a light blue button-up thick coat, and smiled slightly, "Naturally, it can't compare to Mr. He's fashion."

He Changhuai is indeed a trendy young man. Su An should be six or seven years older than him, and there is a generation gap between three years old. Su An consciously and He Changhuai are people from two worlds.

"Boss Xie Ye praised." He Changhuai smiled, then stood up and looked around, took the red paper that was kept aside for pasting couplets during the Chinese New Year, took off his gloves and folded it a few times, the red paper turned and changed It became a rose in a simple shape.

He could see thick calluses on his fingertips, the joints were prominent, and the roots were distinct and strong. The flower branch punched in his hand and sent it to Ye Suan, "Boss Ye, don't look in the buckle?"

Ye Suan looked down at the flower, half of her porcelain-white face was as white as snow, "Second Master, what kind of flower is this?"

He Changhuai let out a muffled laugh, "I don't believe that Boss Ye doesn't even know Rose."

Su An also laughed, reached out to take it, and bowed her head on her body, "Second Lord didn't see me many times, but he gave me flowers twice. It's not that I don't know roses, but I heard that in the West, there is another kind of flower Romantic sayings."

"Indeed there are," He Changhuai glanced appreciatively, and praised without hesitation, "My workmanship is not good, but Boss Ye looks good on it."

Li Lian listened silently, with a shudder in his heart.

He had just seen He Changhuai's cold face clearly, but now seeing He Changhuai being so gentle and polite to Boss Ye, he felt a little creepy.

Jiang Zhengrong knocked on the table, and said calmly, "Second Master He, since you're here, shouldn't you start?"

He Changhuai looked at him and stretched out his hand to signal, "Please, President Jiang."

This discussion lasted until dark, and when the meeting ended, the bosses of the Jincheng Chamber of Commerce didn't look very good. He Changhuai looked easy to talk with a smile on his face, but in fact he would get two points back if he asked for one point.

And Ye Su'an sat between He Changhuai and Jiang Zhengrong firmly, with both sides in the right and wrong, really arousing anger.

Everyone is now full of anger at He Changhuai, and in addition to He Changhuai's squandering in Yishuilou before, some people snorted coldly, "I heard that an actor died in Boss Ye's theater. Isn't the water tower unlucky."

"Boss Ye doesn't even have any opera singers?"

"I heard that people who went to the theater these days rushed to the stage and shook their fists several times."

"Nonsense! To deal with this kind of thing, do you still have a conscience?!"

Master Li was sitting on the sidelines, watching his colleagues besiege Ye Su'an. Jiang Zhengrong frowned slightly, but after thinking about it, he stretched his brows again, watching from the sidelines without knowing it.

This is also very good. Only by letting Ye Suan know how helpless he is under the enemy can he know how important he is.

Su An wished that these people would scold him more harshly, with a calm face, let these people say that his high posture made these bosses a joke, showing an ugly face.

Someone went too far, and laughed in the hall: "Boss Ye is a singer in the first place, so why are there no one in the garden to be afraid of? Once Boss Ye takes the stage, he won't get a lot of applause."

"Boss Ye hasn't spoken for a long time, why don't you open your voice for a while now, and open your eyes to us brothers?"

Master Li seemed to think that enough was enough, and secretly gave his colleagues a wink.

Su An was very happy in his heart, and thought, oh, is this mocking him or praising him. Of course he knows that he sings well.

"Hurry up, Boss Ye, do you want to change your outfit again?"

He Changhuai couldn't help looking at Su An, and saw that Boss Ye seemed to be aware of it, raised his eyes, and the watery phoenix eyes flashed across his body.

"I see that the bosses also want to go on stage and sing a song," He Changhuai said, "However, the looks of the bosses are too unappetizing, and I'm afraid they can make people spit out before going on stage. Supper."

On the way to the chamber of commerce, He Changhuai didn't say a word that was too much. Now that this sentence came out, the faces of the few people who spoke badly just now turned pale, and they were so angry that they didn't dare to say it.

He slapped the table, turned around and left.

Su Anrou and He Changhuai thanked: "Thank you, Second Master He."

"They're talking too much," He Changhuai shook his head, "Boss Ye, why should I thank you? It should be. But my words are not perfunctory. Boss Ye has a good figure and a good voice. This is God's pursuit of food, and they are envious." Not coming."

Ye Su'an was amused, "Second Master has never heard my singing, so you know that I have a good figure and a good voice?"

Second Master He turned his sharp eyes around Su An's body, as if he had taken off the clothes and measured the size, the corners of his lips twitched lightly, "I can tell."

"Su An," Jiang Zhengrong said in an extremely cold voice, and got up, "We should go."

He frowned, his expression was not very good, Su An smiled helplessly, "Okay, look at your frowning, I'll go back with you."

The two of them left, He Changhuai's smile remained unchanged, and Youyou put on his hat and followed behind him. Li Lian couldn't bear it and said, "Second Lord, are you not angry?"

He Changhuai asked strangely, "Why am I angry?"

"You obviously spoke for Boss Ye, but Boss Ye only thanked you verbally," Li Lian wondered, "I thought he would invite you to dinner." The appearance of getting close to He Changhuai.

"No hurry," He Changhuai smiled meaningfully, "I remember it all."

On the way back, the carriage rocked back and forth. Jiang Zhengrong sent Su An to the gate of the yard, and handed him a wooden box, "Famous food in other places, you go back and taste it."

After returning, Changshi went to the kitchen with the wooden box in his arms. Su An took Yuqiong to the room with a tired face. Halfway, Yuqiong suddenly said "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."

Su An paused, surprised, "Yuqiong, did you speak?"

Yuqiong's voice was hoarse, and she struggled to speak out words, sweating profusely, "I...I will go on stage...sing, and give, give you...to make money."

In just eight words, he spoke for four or five minutes.

Su An listened patiently, and patted his head in surprise: "Yu Qiong can talk."

Yuqiong's eyes became hot, and she was almost moved to tears by the tenderness. He nodded quickly, then looked down at the ground, almost crying.

How could Su An not be able to see his appearance, handed him the handkerchief, and said with a smile: "Yuqiong means that she wants to learn to sing well so that she can earn money for me?"

Yuqiong nodded seriously.

Su Anding looked at him for a while, lowered his eyes and whispered: "Good boy."

Yuqiong said vigorously: "My... voice will...will be fine."

Su An guessed it. Yuqiong probably lost her voice after experiencing something the day after tomorrow. However, if you can still speak out, the possibility of healing is still very high.

"Well," Su An said, "I'll treat you."

Yuqiong froze, tears streaming down her face.

Su An patted him, "Go ahead, invite the doctor early tomorrow, and then talk about your voice."

Yuqiong nodded, turned around and ran away without a trace. He didn't go back to his house either, but ran back to the kitchen and found feldspar.

Feldspar was processing the ingredients in the wooden box, which was a dried fish covered with a strange red color. Yuqiong was staring at the fish, her eyes were white with only one small black spot.

Changshi turned around to sharpen the knife, the sound of scraping was ear-piercing, Yuqiong raised her hand, grabbed the fish suddenly, turned and ran.

"Yuqiong!" Changshi was startled and roared angrily.

With two thin legs, Yuqiong walked quickly, ran to the hut and threw the red fish into the hut, and the red fish went into the sewage in a blink of an eye.

Changshi took a step back, staring at Yuqiong angrily.

Yuqiong said with difficulty: "No, I can't—ah, eat."

Changshi tugged at his sleeve and left with an ugly expression, "It doesn't matter if you can eat it or not, you go and apologize to the Lord first."

Yuqiong was pulled back, looking at the hut, he grinned, a contented smile appeared on his pretty face.

Su An didn't punish Yu Qiong, and when the Jiangfu sent someone to ask how the food was, he said it was a pity, the cook couldn't cook it, and a good fish was lost for nothing.

Jiang Zhengrong held it in the rocking chair, closed his eyes, "He didn't eat?"

"I didn't eat it," said the man who replied, "It's because the cook doesn't know how to cook it, so it was ruined."

Jiang Zhengrong sighed, "It's a pity."

"Yes," the person who answered couldn't help complaining, "that fish was brought back from the south. Thanks to the severe winter, it took so long. We brought back five fish in total, and one was wasted."

Jiang Zhengrong didn't speak for a while.

Yishuilou compound.

Lao Xu, who delivered the rice, was chatting with Su An. Changshi handed him the money. Lao Xu hurriedly wiped his hands on his clothes to accept the money, and suddenly lowered his voice and asked, "Boss Ye, I heard that you have been here for the past two days. Has an actor jumped into a well?"

Su An looked at his wrinkled face, "It's true."

Old Xu looked around and lowered his voice, "Boss Ye, you are so kind, I will dare to say a word to you, you can believe it or not. This person who jumped into the well to his death is unlucky! All the grievances have been left in the bottom of the well." , if you don’t care about it, something big will happen.”

Su An's eyelids twitched, "What can happen?"

"This innocent soul will come out and claim his life!"

Someone beside him whispered: "It's none of our business to take his life. The person who forced him to death is not here."

"That won't work either," Old Xu said divinely, covering his mouth with his hand of withered bark, "Boss Ye, why don't you secretly find a Taoist priest? Inoue, it’s better than wood and rocks pressing on top of it!”

Su An: "Old Xu, you look nervous."

Old Xu wiped off his sweat, "Boss Ye, I am dissatisfied with you. When I delivered rice and grain to President Jiang's residence a few times ago, because there were so many things, it was often dark. Once, I just After receiving the money from the cashier, on the way back, I heard crying from the backyard!"

Changshi stepped back and hid behind the boss's chair.

"The crying sound was so penetrating. I couldn't tell if it was a man or a woman." Lao Xu rubbed his arms. Sir, his face has not changed as if he didn't hear it, don't you think it's strange?"

The author has something to say: Su An: Eat melon seeds and listen to stories. Strange, then, continue.