I saw a tall and straight man appeared in the middle of the crowd, black hair with white ribbon, a snow-white satin. A long silk ribbon of white silk was tied around the waist, and a piece of white jade was tied on the top. The silk was covered with soft smoke.

    With the dispersal of the crowd, Su Mingyu finally saw the man''s face. He even wore a mask that could not be seen. However, despite this, the eyes revealed from the mask were slender and cold, which made him a bad master.

    Su Mingyu quickly recalled in her mind, there is really no memory about this man.

    She frowned and asked in a low voice, "who is this man?"

    Mei Qing also shook his head: "it is said that he is a rich young man in the capital. His name is mo Wenyuan."

    Mo Wenyuan? When did the capital have such a big name?

    Su Mingyu''s eyes were fixed on Mo Wenyuan, his face was not pretty.

    She waved to the breeze around her: "do you know this Mo Wenyuan?"

    Qingfeng was borrowed from Ye''s house. Although Su Mingyu was very confident about her skill, Su Mingyu still went to foreign aid in case of emergency.

    "Mo Wenyuan is the leader of the rice oil merchants in the capital. Although he is young, he is the first person to start from scratch. In less than three years, he has occupied half of the rice oil shops in the capital. He is a very rich and mysterious master."

    Qingfeng knows more than Mei Qing, but Su Mingyu is confused: "then why do I have no impression of this person?"

    According to the truth, although she is a girl in the boudoir, she should have heard a little about it.

    Qingfeng thought about it and thought back: "it''s probably because this young master Mo Wenyuan is very mysterious. He has never been associated with other merchants. At the same time, he seldom appears in front of people, and he has never heard of him..."

    At this point, the breeze suddenly stopped.

    Su Mingyu looked at him suspiciously: "what''s the matter? Go on? "

    "It is said that this young master Mo Wenyuan is not close to women. Even the servants in his family are men. Even some people in the market say that Mr. Mo Wenyuan is a broken sleeve. Why did he come to see the beauty pageant of Qinglou?"

    Qingfeng''s words made Su Mingyu more interested in Mo Wenyuan.

    "I think I might know him." Su Mingyu twisted her eyebrows. The figure of this person and that person is too similar. Before that, Su Mingyu would only doubt it. Now, after listening to Qingfeng''s words, she is certain.

    "Miss Su Do you know him? " The breeze was a little surprised.

    You know, Mo Wenyuan is one of the most mysterious childe brothers in Beijing. No one knows how he suddenly became a leader in the industry.

    No one knows the face behind his mask. Even when his own Ye Fu once threw olive branches to him, the other party did not answer. When he went to investigate Mo Wenyuan, he also ran into many difficulties, and could not contact the forces behind him at all.

    All this shows that Mo Wenyuan is not a simple thing. How does Su Mingyu, a girl in the boudoir, know him?

    Not to pay attention to the doubts of the breeze, Su Mingyu holding his head, happened to be on the line of sight with Mo Wenyuan downstairs.

    Instead of hiding, Su Mingyu winked at him.

    Mo Wenyuan didn''t even give her an eye tail. In the crowd''s noise and admiration, he went straight up to the second floor, and then came to a best position to sit down.

    He seems to be very interested in this beauty pageant.

    On the first floor, people watching the bustle began to talk.

    "Even the young master Mo, who is not close to the female sex, is out of the mountain. It seems that the first incense is really ready for something!"

    "But the first fragrance girls, we have all seen it. This so-called competition is just to let us see their talents again. What''s the best choice?"

    "You don''t understand that. This girl is not that girl. If they behave well this time and are admired by a rich man and redeemed, they will be flying to the branches and becoming Phoenix. Do you think these girls can not work hard?"

    "Yes, yes! In this case, some of the games have been watched

    Everyone has taken out the ability to look after the house, one by one, competing for novelty and beauty, which is not good-looking tight?

    Look at me and I''ll look at you. Then they''ll laugh. Their eyes are full of obscenity.

    Su Mingyu looked from afar, and her eyes were full of disgust. That''s why Zhizhu begged her for a long time, but she didn''t want to bring Zhizhu. The girl was so simple that she didn''t want to know that bamboo was polluted by these things.

    "Bang!"

    As a man with a bent waist came on the stage and knocked a thundering Gong, everyone''s eyes were cast in the past.

    "Ladies and gentlemen, please take your seats. The competition will start soon."

    The noise gradually quieted down, the man is a burst of gongs: "this time our first incense game is very simple, is to vote, every girl on the stage has a number."

    "You can vote for the girl you like. From today on, everyone who comes in will have a ticket. At the end of the day, write down the number of the girl you like and put it in the box on your desk."The rules were quite simple, and everyone understood them. So the man clapped his hands and said, "well, let''s invite the first girl to read."

    With a good guzheng sound, I remember that a girl in plain clothes rose on the stage.

    Her performance is a dance, with the rhythm of the guzheng, twisting her waist, that slender body makes many men drool.

    "Wow! The first girl is so talented, but it''s more and more anticipated. "

    Su Mingyu looked from afar, her eyes aroused a touch of interest, the first fragrance of the old lady also has something, know that the first girl is very important, so she chose such a hot and hot read son to start.

    With the end of a hot dance, the atmosphere in the building has been very lively, we can not help laughing.

    One by one, the girls also played in such an atmosphere.

    There were singers, musical instruments, poems and paintings, all kinds of girls. Mei Qing staged a sword dance.

    The light and flowing clothes are accompanied by the vigorous posture. They are full of heroic spirit, but they are also enchanted by the beauty, which can be regarded as the sword walking in the direction.

    In this way, the first competition came to a successful conclusion.

    Su Mingyu wrote the number of Mei Qing, and was about to put it into the box at the table. Suddenly, she glanced at Mo Wenyuan in the distance. So she pursed her lips and took her paper to Mo Wenyuan''s desk:

    "which girl is the best to see?"

    Mo Wenyuan seemed to have known that she was coming, and his eyes under the mask flashed slightly: "well, which girl does this childe think is good?"