Madam not allowed to remarry

Chapter 125 I still lied to her again 1
Meng Baiyun took out the banknote and raised his voice on purpose: "I just ran errands for someone after taking money from them."

Weng Junsheng saw her looking towards the ear room, and understood: "What's the matter, let's talk about it."

"Prince Jin, it is said that there is a batch of goods and I need your help."

Weng Junsheng turned cold: "Oh, if this is the case, please go back."

He originally had a good impression of Meng Baiyun, but now he is loathing him again.

But Meng Baiyun smiled and shouted to the ear room: "Hey, you heard me, I passed it word by word, Boss Weng disagrees, you can go."

Weng Junsheng was startled.

Meng Baiyun stuffed the silver ticket back into his sleeve: "Hee hee, it's easy to make money. In a word, it's 300 taels. How about it, I'm also a businessman, right?"

Weng Junsheng was startled again.

Meng Baiyun lowered his voice: "Have you heard what happened in the city today? I spent 3000 taels to hire someone to do it. Hehe, that scumbag clearly knows it well, because he can only pretend to be deaf if he wants to negotiate business with you through me." Being dumb, of course I can't take advantage of him, and I blackmailed him 3000 taels, and promised to help him spread a word, I call it taking from the dregs, using it from the dregs, quick, praise me."

The corner of Weng Junsheng's mouth twitched.

Another pump.

After a while, he suddenly patted the table and laughed loudly: "Hahahaha, hahahaha, hahahaha."

Scared by Meng Baiyun, this man was startled.

He finally finished laughing and gave Meng Baiyun a thumbs up: "Praise you."

"It's really coping. Well, I'm leaving. I don't have time for those three meals today. I have to go back. My girl has prepared sweet and sour pork ribs for me to go back."

She stood up, and he stretched out his hand and grabbed her: "Don't go."

Looking at the hand holding his sleeve, Meng Baiyun felt that Weng Junsheng was really like a child sometimes.

"Why, do you want to share my money? I can give you 300 taels."

"I'm not short of money."

"I'm just teasing you, what else?"

When Weng Junsheng raised his hand, Meng Baiyun suddenly felt the house move, and the shaking was strong, not like an earthquake.

She looked at Weng Junsheng curiously, and he looked at the ear room: "I eavesdropped, I sent it away."

"Did you send away the whole penthouse?"

"It's just buried."

Meng Baiyun's hair stood on end for a while: "Dead?"

"Thirteen will be dug out in a while, and I won't die."

I go.

Weng Junsheng is really a pervert.

"You buried him, what do you want to tell me?"

"Do you know why I refuse to help King Jin?"

"I don't know. King Jin is saying that you refused to help Hu Xinting because he witnessed his indecentness and filth, but I am not so narcissistic. Your hostility towards me is still there. How could you I, give up the chance to make money."

"You are very self-aware." Weng Junsheng compared the seats, "Sit down and chat for a while, and go back to eat sweet and sour pork ribs, it's not too late."

Meng Baiyun sat down again, and smiled lightly: "Do you want to talk to me about King Jin, or Zhu Yun?"

"I won't give up on the matter of Zhu Yun. You have to leave him. But what I want to tell you now is about King Jin."

"Say."

Weng Junsheng sneered: "Have you heard about the private sale of weapons to Nanchu in Jinzhou?"

"I heard that the current iron ore control in Chang'an City is very strict. It is because of this that all iron mines leaving the city must have official approval."

Zhu Yun told her that the smuggling of weapons in Jinzhou was secretly controlled by the royalist party, but she still doesn't know Weng Junsheng's position, so she naturally mentioned this matter to him, took a wait-and-see attitude, and would not say too much.

(End of this chapter)