C216 Unprofessional Assassin
"Also, I am not very satisfied with the rules of your guild. Go back and bring all the information you have received from the guild to your City Lord's Mansion."
Wei Hong nodded and his heart skipped a beat. Previously, Lee Shi didn't have the time to manage the Chamber of Commerce, but now it seemed like he was going to carry out a drastic reform.
It seems that some people's good days are coming to an end!
"Young Master, the restaurant manager of Ding Yu Zhai brought Ximen Guang to kneel outside the mansion to seek an audience."
Uncle Mao emerged from the dark corner of the room like a ghost, scaring Wei Hong so much that he jumped up.
However, what shocked him even more was Uncle Mao's words!
The dignified founder of Ding Yu Zhai, the current head manager of Ding Yu Zhai who had lived in the makeup world for tens of years, was actually kneeling outside the mansion?!
Could it be that Seven Stars City was really so important to him that he did not even hesitate to kneel down and restore the loss he suffered tonight?
Did something happen to Wei Hong's ears?
However, Lee Shi's reply almost made Wei Hong's heart jump out of his chest!
"Let them kneel."
Lee Shi acted as if he heard a fart, he waved his hand and continued to discuss the related details of the Chamber of Commerce with Wei Hong.
It was only until the latter half of the night that Wei Hong dragged his tired body and left City Lord's Mansion.
He sat on the carriage and gazed through the window at the two figures kneeling in the distance, sighing faintly.
It turned out that the world had unknowingly undergone some wondrous changes.
For example, Seven Stars City who had suddenly risen to prominence, should have become a target of headache in the eyes of others right?
And the importance of the Seven Stars City Chamber of Commerce would definitely rise again and again!
Wei Hong silently warned himself, he must not destroy the company, and he must be ashamed of Lee Shi!
Lee Shi said he would let the two people kneel, but he really didn't plan to pay attention to them and just went back to his room to rest.
He rubbed the acupuncture points on his forehead tiredly. The matter of using his brain was even more tiring than cultivation!
The moment Lee Shi stepped into the room, he immediately noticed that something was wrong.
He speechlessly looked at the blanket that was arched into a ball and still trembling, and coldly said. "Which little hirsute thief broke into City Lord's Mansion at night, get the hell out of here!"
Oh my god! Aren't assassins too unprofessional these days?
Surprisingly, the blanket was slowly lifted, revealing a familiar delicate and pretty face.
On her flawless, jade-like oval face, there was a trace of fear and nervousness. It was extremely touching, causing one to feel pity for her.
"Zhao Mann?"
Who else could it be other than Zhao Mann?
"What are you doing here?"
Zhao Mann continued to pull away the quilt. What appeared before Lee Shi was a wisp of white that was as tender as cream …
Lee Shi immediately turned around and said coldly, "Nonsense! "Quickly put on your clothes!"
He waited for a long time, but he still didn't hear the sound of clothes being put on.2
He felt a chill on his back!
Through the clothes, he could still feel the indescribable feeling, like a delicate egg was rolling across his skin.
Lee Shi bit his tongue with difficulty and tried to remind himself: Zhao Mann is only 14 years old! If this was his previous life, he would have to go to jail!
He tried to pretend to be cold, but he found that every breath was filled with anger. "Go back to your room! "Stop messing around!"
All of a sudden, Lee Shi felt as if a small piece of his clothes had been soaked. Behind him, he could hear intermittent sobs: "Young Master, please go around my brother …" My body... "My body …"
Zhao Mann suddenly realized that something was wrong, but Lee Shi had turned around with lustful eyes. All eyes were gone, filled with rage and coldness!
With a forceful slap, Lee Shi sent the entire door flying. His voice was bone-chilling cold, "Men! Bring Zhao Lang to me! "
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