Jing Gao actually didn't feel the need to have dinner with Hu Jiuming in the evening, because the feedback he gave was very generous!
Wei Minjun just passed on a few words, and everyone had a rough idea of how much he would be paid. What he gave was an opportunity and channel to make money legally. In layman's terms, it is inside information.
This is consistent with Hu Jiuming's initial request.
With this inside information, how much he wants to earn and how much he can earn depends entirely on the money and time Hu Jiuming invests.
But he couldn't refuse Hu Jiuming's invitation. This was an unavoidable social event in the mall.
For the dinner in the evening, Hu Jiuming decided to have a dinner at a club in a scenic spot in Changping. The vehicle turned into the door of the clubhouse, which was covered by green trees and had an ordinary and low-key appearance. What came into view was a Chinese classical building with blue bricks and pink walls.
A very standard northern courtyard house, Ming and Qing style, with carved beams and painted roofs and connected eaves. Towering old trees. It was evening, and the breeze was blowing through the lush mountains and forests, which was very cool.
"Master Hu, you're here, please come this way!" In the parking lot of the club, a helper with sharp eyesight and quick hands came over to greet Hu Jiuming sweetly. An authentic Beijing movie, not bad at all.
Hu Jiuming nodded, threw the car keys to him, and got out with the co-pilot, a pretty and charming young woman wearing a light blue strapless dress, and waited on the side of the road for Jinggao to park the car.
When Jinggao works at home and abroad, he usually brings an assistant to act as a driver. Bring another bodyguard, usually Chen Aiyang and several others in rotation.
Zheng Xiaobing flew to Jiangzhou to do business this afternoon, and Feng Wan is now working with Guan Guan. He simply asked Chen Aiyang to guest-drive. After getting off the black S-Class Mercedes-Benz and seeing Hu Jiuming waiting for him, he couldn't help but complain.
Damn it!
He went to meet Wei Minjun at the Bulgari Hotel in Beijing, located in the embassy district. From the moment he saw Hu Jiu Ming, Hu Jiu Ming was always in the hotel suite. When they talked about having dinner together in the evening and going downstairs to take the car, Hu Jiuming disappeared from his sight for no more than ten minutes. The two drove out of the hotel parking lot in front of the car and behind the car.
In other words, when Hu Jiuming was called by his wife Wei Minjun to the Bulgari Hotel to discuss business, he quietly took his mistress with him. Really good at playing!
Aren't you afraid that Wei Minjun will find out?
His first impression of Hu Jiuming was that he was afraid of Wei Minjun, a noble daughter and princess from a noble family in Beijing. So Hu Jiuming is an interesting person. He is obviously very afraid of his wife, but he still dares to play with her.
What's even worse is that when Jing Gao glanced over, he found that this pretty and charming young woman was about 60 or 70% similar to Wei Minjun, but she was younger. He didn't even know what to say to Hu Jiuming!
How much do you like your wife Wei Minjun? When looking for a woman outside, I find her in the same style. But the problem is, looking for a woman outside is betraying her, right?
"Mr. Jing, please!" Hu Jiuming did not introduce him, but took the arm of a young and beautiful woman who resembled his wife, and led Jing Gao and his party inside.
The environment in this club is extremely elegant. It is full of antique courtyard buildings, grouped in groups. There are lotus trees, willow trees, peach trees and ginkgo trees in the courtyard. The charm of classical tradition is overwhelming, mysterious and noble.
Hu Jiuming was obviously a regular customer here. He passed the screen wall skillfully. In the elegant lobby, several waiters came over to say hello, "Master Hu, you are here."
A waiter wearing a pink and white embroidered cheongsam led us through the halls and into an exquisite courtyard. Entering the door, there is a rockery and flowing water inside, with the sound of gurgling water. There is also the curl of sandalwood and the melodious sound of Guqin.
"Mr. Jing, all the courtyard buildings here during the Ming and Qing Dynasties are imitations. They are not as rich in history as the China Society. After all, it is the residence of Beizi in the former Qing Dynasty. But the area here is larger and the scenery is beautiful. Qingsha, how much bigger is it? Coming?"
Hu Jiuming's last words were spoken to a charming woman wearing a simple and slim-fitting light pink dress waiting beside the flowing rockery.
"Master Hu, we have a total of more than 90 acres here, which is six times larger than the 15 acres of land owned by the China Congress, and is almost as big as Prince Gong's Mansion."
Hu Jiu Ming smiled heartily and introduced: "Mr. Jing, this is He Qingsha, the courtesan of the Ming and Qing Club. Many people come here and want to have a meal at her Qingsha restaurant. I also tried my best to make an appointment. arrive."
Then she said: "Qingsha, this is Mr. Jing of Phoenix. Whether you can win Mr. Jing's favor or not will depend on your performance later."
"Master Hu, you are just kidding me! How dare I think of anything else like this? I just try my best to do my duty."
He Qingsha covered her mouth and giggled. The peaks at the astonishing altitude trembled, which matched her delicate and bright face and slender and plump figure. The charming charm naturally flowed out, making men feel their souls when they saw it. Trembling.
A pair of expectant beautiful eyes fell on Jing Gao's face. He stretched out his white hands generously and said with a chuckle: "Mr. Jing, I have long admired your name. Hello. I am an employee of Ming and Qing Curie. Happy to serve you.”
Jing Gao smiled and shook hands with the sexy beauty, who knew something about the business model of this club: the brothel model of the Ming and Qing Dynasties! Of course, the trading place should be omitted, otherwise the style here will be lost. And it’s easy to break the law.
Men and women exchange bodily fluids and find their own place to go. And the feeling of driving the oiran away should be unparalleled.
His history level is average, but he often reads online articles. The experience and process of visiting a brothel have long been verified and written about by experts. Now, if you take a quick glance at it, you can roughly understand it.
"Hello, Miss He!" Jing Gao couldn't help but admire the profound virtues of this beauty. She is obviously beautiful, sexy and charming, but she speaks very appropriately, without even the slightest hint of temptation.
This is the level!
It was a good thing that he had finished all the inventory at noon, otherwise he would be so afraid that he would also be tempted to tease her. He may not have the idea of controlling the ball or playing with the peach. After all, he knows well: women cannot be touched randomly. Some women are in trouble if they get it.
Shen Ran is a lesson learned from the past!
This He Qingsha was a completely different type of woman than the Yang Chun he had eaten for lunch. It does not refer to their appearance and temperament, but to their social experience, level, interpersonal network, etc.
He was certain that Hu Jiuming had investigated him. His romantic reputation was widely known outside. He Qingsha, a top-ranked oiran, would not normally come out to attend dinner parties or drink with guests. There's a price to pay.
In other words, Hu Jiu Ming was not overjoyed to offer him a meal at the last minute because of the generous feedback he gave him. He was probably premeditated. Including Wei Minjun’s appointment time of four o’clock in the afternoon!
I go.
"Mr. Jing, please!" He Qingshajiao smiled and asked Jing Gao and Hu Jiuming to come into the room and take a seat. The main room behind the rockery is elegantly decorated, with about three bays, all open, making the space very transparent. The furnishings inside the house are antique.
A young and beautiful woman in a white dress was playing the guzheng. A beautiful tall girl came out and took Chen Aiyang to sit down in a wing in the front yard.
He Qingsha rocked her breasts in a charming style, and her sexy and charming figure was so charming that it was hard to describe. She lifted the boiling water from the fire, brewed a pot of tea, and then took two tablets to check the dishes to the Eight Immortals table in the middle of the main room.
Hu Jiuming waved his hand, "Qingsha, you look at the arrangements. Mr. Jing and I need to chat for a while first. Remove the guzheng as well." After saying that, he asked the beautiful young woman next to him to follow He Qingsha out.
"Okay, Mr. Hu."
