Meng Yan had just washed up and practiced her throat. Then she looked at the beautiful face in the mirror with a small mirror.

The eyebrows were slightly straight, but they brought some coolness.

The most beautiful thing is the eyes, known as the most beautiful eyes of the Qinhuai River.

But these beautiful eyes were filled with disgust. After hearing the footsteps, she said, "Didn't you say don't bother me?"

But the footsteps still didn't stop. Meng Yan was slightly angry and turned around and was about to scold her, but she saw a man.

"Yeah, good eyes."

The man glanced at Meng Yan, then sat down and said casually: "With a quarter of an hour, if Wang Chengyan had not arrived, he would drive the boat."

When Meng Yan was stunned, someone outside the cabin responded: "Yes, lord."

"But...Mr. Fang?"

Fang Xing looked at the layout in the cabin and said casually: "Those calligraphy and paintings look pretty good, but the lady is a bit vulgar, which makes it... "

Meng Yan's face was a little pale, and she said with a blessing: "I have met Mr. Fang."

Fang Xing nodded slightly and said, "Prepare to serve the food."

Meng Yan said in surprise: "Is it just a sir?"

The motive for going on the pleasure boat alone is a bit suspicious!

Fang Xing leaned on the pillar and said lazily: "Maybe there is another person, but it will not be time to go."

Sitting here, you can see the autumn wind blowing on both sides of the Qinhuai River, making people feel relaxed.

Fang Xing asked, "Can you play the flute?"

Meng Yan was stunned, then lowered her eyes and said, "Yes."

"Then just play a song and be quieter."

Fang Xing just felt that he had come this time right and he felt much more relaxed.

He bent his fingers and gently tapped the table, looked at a carriage that was coming in a hurry in the distance, with a little cold look in his eyes, and said, "Prepare to drive the boat."

The old Cangtou had already seen the carriage, but Xin Laoqi shouted: "Prepare to drive the boat."

Lao Cangtou felt that Mr. Fang was not sincere in treating him upstairs, but he remembered the person who sent someone to order a pleasure boat, so he had to shout, "Drive the boat!"

“Excellent water color!”

Fang Xing praised it on it, and saw the carriage stopping, and then a man got off. He saw the hull start to move, so he glanced upwards and happened to meet Fang Xing.

After a moment of being stunned, the boat was ready to collect the boards. Wang Chengyan was a little panicked and quickly snatched it up.

After getting on the boat, Wang Chengyan asked Lao Cangtou in anger, and then went upstairs.

Halfway through the stairs, a low flute sound came. Wang Chengyan was stunned and slowly walked up.

Meng Yan sat upright on the round stool, holding the flute in both hands, and looking focused.

Wang Chengyan saw a man with his back facing away from him, leaning on the pillar, and gently tapping the table with his left hand, his posture relaxed.

Meng Yan ignored Wang Chengyan. After playing the song, she said, "Meng Yan is not good at skill, but she is defamating Mr. Fang's ears."

"It's OK, you'll sing a few songs later."

Wang Chengyan was a little shocked. Meng Yan was a new famous prostitute from the Qinhuai River. It is said that no one can stay overnight. Those who can get on her pleasure boat are either outstanding literary reputation or tycoons.

As for officials, no one dared to come to Qinhuai River to enjoy the public during this period.

Wang Chengyan himself had the financial resources, but he was not happy. He felt that it would be better to take a few concubines than to have that money, so he could have a lot of time.

After a dry cough, Wang Chengyan said, "I, Wang Chengyan, is it Mr. Fang?"

The man did not turn around, but said lightly: "It's Fang, please sit down by Manager Wang."

What a big air!

Wang Chengyan's anger that had just been washed away by the sound of the flute came up again. He was about to scold him, but there was a sound of fighting coming from below, and it stopped for a moment.

"Master! Help!"

After a short cry for help, the lower part became quiet.

Wang Chengyan said angrily: "This is Jinling, what does Mr. Fang mean?"

"Master, I've controlled it."

Xin Laoqi stepped up and pushed Wang Chengyan away and reported.

"Okay, you guys have dinner down there."

When Xin Laoqi went downstairs, Wang Chengyan was frightened by the momentum and couldn't help but walk over, sit down on the side, and then look at Fang Xing.

He looks ordinary, but he has a calm attitude.

This person is noble!

Long-term quarrel in the business world has allowed Wang Chengyan to develop a good pair of eyes, and in most cases, he can see a person's personality and general identity.

So he immediately stopped his anger and smiled and said, "Mr. Fang is so handsome that he can forget the world when he sees it. I am so lucky to see you today!"

This is the saying that you can attack and retreat and defend. You can be called an old man.

At this time, the dishes started to be served, cold dishes.

Fang Xing was a little hungry, so he picked up a piece of lotus root slice and ate it, and praised: "It tastes good."

Wang Chengyan was a little surprised by the side. When Fang Xing pointed at the vegetables, he then started to eat slowly with a wry smile in his heart.

Fang Xing ate a few snacks, then put down his chopsticks, and saw Meng Yan on the side that he didn't move the chopsticks at all, so he said, "Mr. Fang eats quickly, don't be polite, otherwise you will go hungry."

Meng Yan didn't know what Fang Xing was here to do today, but when she saw that Wang Chengyan looked like a rich man, she smiled and said, "Mr. Fang didn't know that her daughter should eat less at noon."

Fang Xing said in surprise: "You don't need to lose weight for your figure, but you are worried that you will lose weight."

Meng Yan was embarrassed and annoyed, but she saw Fang Xing was already eating yam soup.

The mutton is sliced ​​and the taste is slightly scented, but it is just right.

Take a bite and feel the flesh is tender.

Fang Xing ate more than ten slices of mutton and drank two bowls of soup. Then he put down his chopsticks in the dumbfounded of the two and asked, "Do you have noodles? If so, let them cook a bowl of mutton soup and add some chili."

Could this person be here specifically for dinner at the pleasure boat?

Meng Yanqiang smiled and said, "Yes, Mr. Fang is waiting for it."

The woman in the entertainment venue needs to have eyesight. After seeing that Fang Xing and Wang Chengyan had no communication, Meng Yan stood up decisively and went to the kitchen in person.

After she left, Fang Xing wiped his mouth and asked casually: "Shopkeeper Wang's business is booming, have he ever thought of sharing the worries of the country?"

In an instant, Wang Chengyan's muscles tensed, the expression on his face solidified, and then he relaxed, and said with a smile: "Mr. Fang... is in the yamen?"

Fang Xing said casually: "Mr. Fang is not in the yamen."

Wang Chengyan immediately breathed a sigh of relief, with a little more ashamed and angry on his face. He probably felt that he was frightened by Fang Xing, which was a bit embarrassing.

"What's going on with Mr. Fang to me?"

Wang Chengyan's attitude gradually became a little impatient. He has known many officials through business over the years, and who is afraid of whom!

"Just ask, what does Manager Wang... think about paying taxes?"

“Pay tax?”

Wang Chengyan said puzzledly: "I have been paying taxes for my Shengchang!"

"Most of the goods you manage are made by wealthy talents, and the profit is high."

“So what?”

Wang Chengyan was unwilling to pretend to be stupid, and he heard the ominous smell from Fang Xing's words.

Fang Xing smiled, "The farmer has his own land, and the poor can eat enough. This is probably everyone's biggest wish at the moment, but it's still difficult, so everyone needs to work together, and balanced taxation is a good way. What does Manager Wang think?"

Wang Chengyan suddenly stood up and said, "Mr. Fang, who are you?"

At this time, Meng Yan came on the tray with her own hands, and there was a bowl of steaming noodles on it.

Fang Xing smelled the mutton soup and chili, and his index finger lit up and said, "This is the only thing that's satisfying!"

Meng Yan noticed that the atmosphere was not right, so she put the noodles in front of Fang Xing, and then asked to leave.

She could see that Fang Shiwu came here to find trouble at noon today, so it would be better to avoid it first. As for any losses, he would not dare not compensate him if he had any losses.

After she went down, Fang Xing said lightly: "Those who do business should learn to take into account the overall situation. Business tax is natural, and it is not good not to pay."

Wang Chengyan stood there dumbly, and as soon as the word "Business Tax" came out, he guessed that Fang Shiwu must be someone... a powerful person or a high-ranking official, so he came to test him.
Chapter completed!