Zuiyun Tower is now officially closed, the door face needs to be redecorated, and the ambiguous pink style needs to be repaired. What Chen Ao needs is to create an artistic paradise. As long as you step into it, you can feel the strong fragrance of books.

What you need is high-end and not flaws. As an artistic thief, he has a deep understanding of the art of classical architecture. He is the decoration design here, and it is in the style of Ming and Qing dynasties. To have a style, you must work hard on details.

Wu Saner was about to supervise the worker. When he saw Chen Ao and Zhou Heng coming, he came over happily and said, "Young Master Zhou, Brother Shen, look, the craftsmen work hard, as long as half a month or as little as ten days, we can open it."

Chen Ao nodded, praised him a few words, then heard the sound of the orioles on the upper floor, and pointed at him: "Why are there so many women?"

Wu Saner said with a bitter face: "It's all the Lehu who refuses to leave. Originally, I respected Brother Shen, who meant to send them away, but they said that there was no place to go and there would be no home left after leaving Zuiyun Tower. As a last resort, they had to live there temporarily."

The so-called "leihu" is actually a family prostitute, an elegant name for brothel women. Wu Saner is a soft-hearted person and cannot drive them away.

Chen Ao smiled and said, "It's better not to leave. Anyway, someone always needs to take care of them. Let them stay. I'll go up and take a look."

"I'll go up too." Zhou Heng was excited, tidy up his clothes, pulled out a paper fan from his waist, and looked romantic and handsome.

I went along the wooden ladder and saw more than a dozen musicians chattering. It turned out that several craftsmen were going to repair the rooms and drive them out, which aroused their dissatisfaction. This said, "Oh, be careful of my celadon bottle. This is given by the prince. If you smash it, you can't afford to compensate." The other said, "What else can I do to repair Zuiyun Tower? It's really a matter of time. I changed my master and changed my boss. Even the door was changed. If they wanted to send us away, they must change new people."

A Lehu, wearing a green ivy dress, twisted his waist and laughed: "What are you afraid of? Are you afraid of not accepting us? They want to drive people, but the sisters can go to Qinglefang across the street."

Speaking of Qinglefang, many people chattered again, saying: "How can I compare to Qinglefang in Zuiyun Tower? After all, Zuiyun Tower is still some young men. Rich businessmen are there. When they arrive at Qinglefang, they are all bare-spoken men with big and thick money. They don't have much money, but they are so powerful that they are scary."

The one said, "Sister, I like those who are strong."

Everyone burst into laughter. One of them was sharp-eyed. When Zhou Heng saw Chen Ao, he saw Chen Ao. Zhou Heng was wearing a round-necked Confucian shirt, and the material was even more beautiful. Especially Chen Ao, who stood with his hands behind his back, was indescribable handsome and handsome. Below his sword eyebrows were a pair of ink-like eyes, with bright eyes, long nose bridges, and slightly raised corners of his mouth. Although Zhou Heng was a little fat, his skin was tender and tender, he was obviously from an extraordinary background.

So he hurriedly said, "Why are the two young men here to visit us during the day?"

Her words attracted everyone's attention and surrounded them enchantingly. This one pulled Chen Ao's sleeves and the one hooked Zhou Heng's waist, very enthusiastic.

"Haha, okay, okay..." Zhou Heng was immersed in it. He pinched this one and touched the other one, and he was very skillful and experienced.

Chen Ao saw it and thought to himself: "Jay Chou seems to be a veteran of the trash. He is not simple or simple. He is not as big as a person, and he is probably already in battle."

He curled his lips, but opened a hand that reached over and said aloud: "Everyone retreats, I am your boss."

The word "Original" was released, and the musicians stopped. There was an unwritten rule in this industry. Whether it was the boss or the madam, they were the people who were most afraid of. The reason was very simple. This kind of industry that forced good men to become prostitutes must establish prestige, and prestige was by no means achieved overnight. To put it bluntly, it was by whip and viciousness. To be honest, it was by killing one to warn a hundred, and to shoot the first bird, anyway, these musicians were afraid and made not dare to resist.

When Chen Ao heard that he called himself the boss, the musicians retreated one after another, as if a cat saw a mouse, a hint of fear appeared in his eyes.

Chen Ao sat down with a grandmaster chair. Zhou Heng was still feeling a little unsatisfied and reluctantly sat next to Shen Ao. One of the musicians smiled and wanted to go and pour tea for Chen Ao. Zhou Heng shook his hand to stop him: "I will leave only a few words and don't go to tea."

"Yes, yes, what do the boss say, just give us instructions." The musicians forced their faces to laugh, and nodded like a chicken pecking at the rice.

"You really would rather stay? I will agree in advance that if you want to leave, I will never stop you. I will return your contract to you." Chen Ao sighed, but he had more sympathy for them. As a thief, Chen Ao was not as heartless as others thought. He was not afraid of the strong, but he also had a sympathy for the weak. When dealing with bad people, he could step on them like a storm and step on ten thousand feet, and he could laugh at his friends. But when dealing with these poor people, he was neither vicious nor smiling, so he tried to make himself more serious.

"Our family, we are all sold. Even if we return to our hometown, our family will sell us elsewhere sooner or later. We are all weak women. After leaving the Zuiyun Tower, there is no place to make a living, and there is no one to entrust. We would rather stay here than leave." The older Lihu spoke. As soon as she finished speaking, the other Lihu nodded and said yes.

Chen Ao said: "Since that's the case, then you can continue to stay here, but there is no need to pick up customers in the future."

"Ah? No need to pick up customers..."

I have never heard of the boss and the madam who forced him to pick up customers. It is unheard of forbidden to pick up customers like Chen Ao. This guy cannot have another conspiracy, right? Oh... There is no such boss in the world. After all, my sisters' life will be even harder. Who knows what the boss is thinking about.

Chen Ao glanced at the Lehu, and said that their appearance was excellent. The ambiguous long skirt that was faintly visible highlighted the beautiful figure of the thin Yan Feihuan. After all, Zuiyun Tower is a top-notch broth, so the Lehu naturally selected it carefully. However, their makeup was too thick, and the flattering smile appeared on their faces, which made Chen Ao very dislike.

Chen Ao coughed and said solemnly: "From now on, you will never be the Lehu anymore, you are the daughters of the yellow flowers!"

"Wow..." Zhou Heng interrupted, rubbed his hands, and his saliva was about to flow out: "I like the yellow girl the most. Chen Ao is right. You are all yellow girl. Come, let me taste the fragrant tongue of the yellow girl..."

The musicians laughed sweetly, "The girl in the yellow flowers," they don't know when these four words happened. This boss is really funny. He said he is the girl in the yellow flowers, are you all the girl in the yellow flowers? If they are the girl in the Bianjing city, they are probably all the nuns.

Chen Ao had no choice but to say, "Be serious, be serious, what I said is true. Do you know what a yellow girl is? First, wash away the makeup on your face, and then reply. Also, change the clothes."

Chen Ao's face was so majestic that the musicians didn't dare to laugh and went back to take makeup one by one.

Zhou Heng said enthusiastically: "I understand, do you want them to pretend to be a girl from a yellow flower to pick up the customers? Haha, it's such a wonderful idea, I guess the guests must like it very much."

Chen Ao said: "Who said I want them to pick up customers? Have you heard of the girl who picks up customers?"

Zhou Heng was surprised: "Why? If we don't pick up customers, we will support them? Wow, is it good for us to open the door to do business?" Jay Chou is worthy of being Jay Chou, and he still has a business acumen. He even knows that he is opening the door to do business, which is not simple.

Chen Ao smiled slightly: "Dare you ask Jay Chou, are we running a brothel?"

Zhou Heng thought for a while: "It seems not."

"Isn't that all." Chen Ao ignored him and let him continue to think.

The musicians went to make up, changed into plain clothes, and walked up to Chen Ao to report to their lives. Chen Ao was only a little satisfied. After transforming himself, they really had a little bit of a small family. Very good, Chen Ao is good for this... No, it's good for this if it's a man.

Chen Ao began to speak: "I ask you, what would you do if a man teases you?"

Speaking of the old business, the musicians were familiar with the road and said, "Of course, they were wearing loose clothes and untied their belts to meet the requirements of the guests."

"No." Chen Ao shook his head. At this moment, he seemed to be bathed in the holy light. He slowly stood up and stood up, saying very sacred and purely: "You must refuse, not only refuse, but also shout for help. You must not let them succeed. Do you understand?"

The musicians didn't understand, but what Chen Ao said, they naturally did not dare to disobey them. They all blessed themselves with their blessings, threw their charming eyes at Chen Ao, and said, "I understand!"
Chapter completed!