Madam not allowed to remarry

Chapter 122 A slap to death 1
His attitude was very accommodating, and Meng Baiyun was more sure that he wanted to ask for something.

But I heard King Jin continue: "This king knows that some things offended you before this king, but after all, this king also likes you too much, doesn't this king now understand that the melon that is twisted is not sweet. This king's fault, this king will not compensate you."

The matter of the Huxin Pavilion, he thought it would be over in a few words?
Yes, she gave it to him temporarily.

She really wanted to hear what it was that could make him pretend to apologize to her condescendingly.

So, he sat down, crossed his legs, leaned against the back of the chair, proudly crossed his hands in front of his chest, with a lazy expression on his face: "King Jin, stop talking nonsense and get straight to the point."

Zhong Xu stopped rambling, and said directly: "Boss Weng has some misunderstandings about this king about the Huxin Pavilion. This king wants you to come forward and treat Boss Weng to dinner."

"Ah!"

Misunderstand!

Meng Baiyun sneered, noncommittal.

Seeing that her attitude was unclear, Zhong Xu smiled even more earnestly: "Baiyun, to tell you the truth, the palace costs a lot, and the court's monthly salary is not enough to support it, so I started a small business outside, and now I have a There is some trouble in batching the goods, and we need Boss Weng's help. In this way, I will share a third of the profit with you."

Meng Baiyun still curled the corner of his mouth, smiling disdainfully.

Zhong Xu gritted his teeth: "Four profit."

"How much is the quarter profit?"

Zhong Xu thought that Meng Baiyun had taken the bait, and was secretly excited. Naturally, he kept a hand and falsely reported a low price: "At least this amount."

three fingers.

"3 million taels."

[-]% of the actual profit is naturally much higher than [-].

"I want three thousand, in cash, and give it now."

She is too stupid, or too smart.

Zhong Xu couldn't tell the difference.

The woman Meng Baiyun was no longer the type he expected.

Three thousand is just a small amount of money to him, he can afford to gamble.

"Okay, refreshing, I will go get it for you now."

Meng Baiyun waited leisurely.

This kind of feeling of using it from the dregs and taking it from the dregs is really not bad.

3000 taels, it happened to be the money for her to bribe the Qinglong gang to kidnap Qiangwei.

Hehe, if King Jin knew about it, he wouldn't be so mad.

You deserve it if you're mad.

Soon, King Jin came out from the inner room, with a stack of bank notes, 300 taels, and he smiled generously: "The remaining 300 taels are my brother-in-law's gift for you."

Oh, that's good, what was wasted on Yuan Qingyi was also recovered.

Meng Baiyun was not polite to him at all, and stuffed it into his sleeve.

Zhong Xu confirmed it with a little worry: "Baiyun, you won't go back on your word, will you?"

"Of course, I will pass it on for you. Don't worry, just send someone to follow me. As for whether it will succeed or not, that's none of my business."

That's fine, Zhong Xu just wants Meng Baiyun to show his face.

Weng Junsheng had a grudge against Meng Baiyun because he had witnessed his misbehavior towards Meng Baiyun. Now that Meng Baiyun came forward to mediate, it was more useful than a hundred lobbyists.

He smiled and said: "That's the best. You are a little fox. I have suffered from you a few times and I am afraid of you. I am very anxious about that batch of goods. It is better to hit the sun than to choose the day. After a while, the king will be in a hurry." How about sending someone to take you to the Weng Mansion?"

"What about Qiangwei, she insisted that I designed her, King Jin, will you not interrogate her?"

"Look at you, you are just a concubine, I can trust her."

"Her suicide note has been widely circulated outside. The things written in the suicide note are not very beneficial to you, my lord. What is your lord going to do with it?"

(End of this chapter)