Zhao Cheng hoped for fifty people, but Li Guanyu only requested thirty.
But to my utter surprise,
Xiao Luomu actually brought a hundred people!
Zhao Cheng held Xiao Luomu's hand tightly, tears welling up in her eyes.
Xiao Luomu is a person I can get along with.
We can definitely date!
He's really daring to take advantage of people!
"From today onwards, a new Fourth Master of Yanchuan is born!"
"Let's welcome the club's new owner!!"
"Young Master Shang!!!"
...
Thanks to the tireless efforts of the four young masters, the club has grown to over two hundred members, finally achieving the initial state that Zhao Cheng had envisioned.
The popularity of the Red Sleeve Pavilion in Heaven and Earth surpasses all other brothels in Yanchuan, and its turnover is more stable than the weight of the fat aunt selling roast chicken downstairs.
Soap and floral water gained traction in the thirteen cities of Jingdong, becoming best-selling and frequently sold daily necessities.
As the reputation of the eight big names in the bookstore grew, their serialized novels sold better and better.
Chen Feier's painting was completed, and it indeed surpassed her previous level. Zhao Cheng named it "Yingyingying" and released it in two volumes in batches.
After its release, "Yingyingying (Part 1)" immediately became a hit among the elite circles of Yanchuan and Changsui. Those who hadn't read it or couldn't explain the 72 styles of the Northern School were too embarrassed to greet others.
This phenomenon directly boosted the brothel business in both places, causing the turnover of Heaven on Earth to reach a new level.
As well as the brokerage firms, they have recently sold far more maids and female slaves than before!
A saying even circulated among the young masters of Yanchuan: "If you don't know how to whine, you won't get your fertility tested even with three wives and four concubines!"
Zhao Cheng admired himself more and more for his decision to keep Chen Feier; it was definitely the right thing to do.
Even before the release of "Yingyingying (Part 2)," the number of pre-orders received was already twice that of the first volume. Zhao Cheng often woke up laughing in his dreams, feeling that if things continued to develop this way, he would get closer and closer to his dream.
What is Zhao Cheng's dream?
Of course it is...
Sleep until you naturally wake up, count money until your hands cramp!
...
Right Prime Minister's Residence.
Zhao Cheng opened a stone slab, held up an oil lamp, and walked alone into a narrow passage. He didn't look at the road, but just counted his steps, then stopped and reached out and twisted it by feel.
"Giggle giggle—"
A stone door flipped open before him, and Zhao Cheng stepped inside. After the door closed, he lit several oil lamps in the secret chamber.
Although the light was dim, the overlapping gold and silver light made Zhao Cheng subconsciously try to recognize the face.
It wasn't until Zhao Cheng's head adjusted to the light that he turned around.
Before me stood two small hills.
A mountain of gold! A mountain of silver!
Zhao Cheng hugged the two mountains in turn and kissed them each. Then he dragged over the sack in the corner, poured out the gold and silver inside, and began to happily add bricks and tiles.
"I will work hard to help you grow up quickly, so that you can become big mountains as soon as possible!"
Although this secret room is located in the Right Prime Minister's residence, no one except Zhao Cheng knows about it.
Even Zhao Huan and Zhao Cheng hadn't told him about it.
After all, when this secret room was first built, Zhao Cheng had only recently transmigrated and didn't yet have complete trust in his adoptive father, Zhao Huan.
Later, the father and son got along very well, and Zhao Cheng didn't deliberately bring up the matter. In any case, Zhao Huan was a Buddhist old man who didn't care about anything at home, and Zhao Cheng was in charge of the household. So his money was the money of the Right Prime Minister's Mansion. When the Right Prime Minister's Mansion was in trouble and really needed money, he wouldn't stand idly by, so there was no need to make it clear.
A small portion of the money he earned over the past few years was managed by Chunqin, but most of it was here. Zhao Cheng roughly calculated that he already had about 100,000 taels of gold and 1 million taels of silver.
"This money... probably represents one-thirtieth of Su Wan's entire fortune, right?"
Zhao Cheng guessed that although he seemed indifferent to Su Wansan on the surface, his first goal was to surpass Su Wansan and become the hidden richest man in Yanchuan City!
"master!"
"Master! Master!"
"Master! Where is Master?!"
Zhao Cheng had specially designed an air vent in the secret room so that he could hear voices calling him from above. Hearing the shouts of "Special Two," he knew that Zhao Wu had come to see him urgently.
Zhao Cheng exited through the secret passage and circled around behind Zhao Wu: "What's all the fuss about?"
"Oh my master, you startled me!" Zhao Wu turned around in surprise.
"Did you jump? Where did you jump?" Zhao Cheng rolled her eyes at him.
Zhao Wu jumped suddenly.
"They're already scared? And they still call themselves experts!"
Zhao Cheng walked towards the house with his hands behind his back and asked, "What's the matter?"
"Something's happened at Hongxiu Tower! A customer has been killed by one of the girls!"
Zhao Cheng stopped abruptly, exclaiming in surprise, "What? You killed him?"
Zhao Wu thought for a moment and said, "It wasn't that he was killed, it was that the girl played him to death?"
"What do you mean 'killed' or 'played to death'? You fucking explain yourself!"
"I'm not smart enough to explain it clearly. Master, you should go and see for yourself!"
...
When Zhao Cheng and Zhao Wu arrived at the Red Sleeve Pavilion in Heaven and Earth, they saw that the pavilion was already packed with onlookers. In addition to soldiers, there was a group of women waving their arms and shouting in front of the gate.
"Heaven on Earth treats human life like dirt, they're all about money and have no shame!"
"These girls have ruined all the customers! They're unprofessional! What right do they have to run a brothel?!"
"The girl in the building is a fairy in disguise!"
"Seal off the building! Seal off the building! Seal off the building!"
"Get out of Yanchuan!"
Seeing the agitated crowd, Zhao Cheng felt anxious and squeezed into the building.
"Halt! This is a Ministry of Justice case; unauthorized personnel are not allowed inside!"
Zhao Wu kicked the man blocking his way to the ground, displaying his sycophantic attitude, and shouted, "You dog with your eyes in your crotch! This is the young prime minister, get out of the way!"
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