"Mr. Liu, being able to have Mr. Liu come to my door in person to discuss cooperation with me is a blessing that I, Crich, have gained in my ten lifetimes.

I will still say what I said before, no matter whether the cooperation between us can be successful or not.

Krich, I am willing to do whatever you want, Mr. Liu."

After Liu Mingzhi listened to Creech's sincere words, his face was strangely silent for a moment, and then he suddenly burst into laughter.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha."

"Krich, Krich, you are quite frank!

It’s just that, you know?”

"Hmm? Mr. Liu?"

Seeing the sudden stunned reaction on Krich's face, Young Master Liu smiled and took out the tobacco bag from his waist, raised his arm and gently hooked his fingers at Song Qing twice.

"Brother, give me your good tobacco and I'll get some."

Hearing this, Song Qing hurriedly took out the tobacco pouch from his waist, opened it and handed it to Young Master Liu.

"Third brother, na!"

Liu Mingzhi casually put down the Wanli Jiangshan jade fan in his hand, picked up a handful of shredded tobacco and skillfully stuffed it into the pot.

Seeing this, the little cutie pursed her red lips and hesitated for a few times before finally humming a few times with a look of helplessness.

It took about a few breaths.

Young Master Liu silently took a puff of dry smoke and looked towards Krich with a smile in his eyes.

"Krich, do you know? You are not very courageous!"

Krich frowned subconsciously, looking at Young Master Liu, his eyes were filled with doubts.

At this time, the doubtful reaction in his eyes was not that he was pretending on purpose.

But, he really didn't understand what Young Master Liu meant.

"Mr. Liu, I? This? This?"

"Krich, you can tell me your innermost thoughts so frankly to me.

This young master, I am very happy about.

After all, not everyone can do this."

Young Master Liu gently took a puff of the cigarette and turned his head playfully to glance at Song Qing, Zhang Kuang, and Nangong Ye on both sides.

"Two uncles, eldest brother."

"Third brother?"

"Zhi'er?"

"Zhi'er?"

"Both uncles, eldest brother, if they were the civil and military officials of our Dalong Dynasty, they would be as candid with me as Crich.

Then, how easy it will be for me, the king of a country, to be young master!

Two uncles and eldest brother, what do you think?"

Listening to what Young Master Liu said at first glance, it sounded like he was joking, but in fact it was full of profound meaning. It seemed that he was paying attention to the pointed inquiry. The expressions on the faces of Song and Qing suddenly became weird.

arrogant and Nangong Ye are both old foxes who have become mature with age.

The Song and Qing Dynasties, the underachievers, also made no less concessions.

How could they, the three little foxes, fail to hear the profound meaning contained in Mr. Liu’s words?

Song Qing intentionally or unintentionally avoided meeting Liu Dashao's eyes, and smiled angrily as he opened the pipe in his hand and pointed at Zhang Kuang and Nangong Ye.

"Two uncles, what the heck, third brother, he's all here to share the pot.

Come on, let’s have a pot too.”

Arrogant and Nangong Ye, these two old foxes are so shrewd. As soon as Amen saw Song Qing's gesture of opening his cigarette bag, he immediately agreed happily.

"Qing'er, uncle, I just wanted to have a pot.

However, because there are Yun Yatou, Yue'er little girl and other female family members nearby, I have no choice but to endure it.

Now, Zhi'er has already come to take the blame, so I naturally have nothing to avoid.

Come, come, come together, let’s come together.”

As soon as the words from Zhang Kuang's mouth fell, Nangong Ye glanced at the helpless Young Master Liu, and immediately agreed cheerfully.

"Hahaha, Brother Zhang, Qing'er.

Since you are all here to share the pot, I won’t be polite.

To tell you the truth, I have been secretly missing your tobacco for several days."

After Zhang Kuang and the other two pinched out a handful of tobacco from the tobacco bag, Song Qing immediately turned around and handed the tobacco bag in front of Krich.

"Brother Krich, come on, come on, come and have a pot too."

The expression on Kerridge's face was slightly stunned, and after realizing it, he quickly pinched a small handful of tobacco from the tobacco bag.

"Brother Song, you're welcome."

"Hey, we are all brothers, why are you so polite?

Smoke it, smoke it."

Creech nodded with a smile on his face and immediately took out his dry pipe from his waist.

Liu Dashan saw that Song and Qing could easily resolve their inquiries with wine. He glanced sideways at Crich, who was smiling, and shook his head gently with a look of helplessness on his face.

Compared with his own age, whether it is his two uncles Zhang Kuang and Nangong Ye, or his eldest brother Song Qing.

All three of them are already old foxes.

These three old foxes can be said to be more shrewd than the other.
Chapter completed!