Chapter 1831

Xiao Yan woke up near dinner. When he went in and took a bath, Sally Koizumi woke up.

Her bleary eyes made him feel a little. In addition, he saw too much blood yesterday, and a evil fire came out.

Someone is already waiting at the door. It's several shareholders of Oasis Hotel. They look nervous for fear that they can't serve the murderous God well.

Xiao Yan didn't care. Cui Jun was caught. He told Ma Ji last time. He drinks with himself just to stabilize him.

When we arrived at the banquet hall, Sheng Liancai and others had arrived, and many government colleagues came in admiration.

Even a deputy provincial leader in charge of the West night market was very polite to him, even after a glass of wine. It is mainly to express great admiration and gratitude for his willingness to assume all responsibilities.

After all, if Xiao Laojiu wants to shirk his responsibility, the whole northwest province will certainly be in trouble, at least there will be joint and several liability.

But now everyone is happy. In their view, Xiao Laojiu is about to go to justice generously. They are not stingy about the celebration party.

During the dinner, everyone pushed cups and changed lamps, drinking and preparing.

Xiao Yan put down all his heart knot and knew that these days might become his last natural and unrestrained days in China, so he indulged wantonly.

After the banquet ended in the evening, Xiao Yan was not enjoying himself. For a moment, he didn't know why. He especially wanted to make a small song.

So he pulled a boss of the Oasis Hotel and asked, "do you have a good song here? No northwest tune or Guanzhong accent. Is there a soft language of Wu Yin?"

"What do you want to listen to? English? There are people singing English songs here. I'll find it for you now." the boss thought he wanted to listen to English songs.

Xiao Laojiu kicked him and scolded, "I don't listen to English songs. I want to listen to soft language, that is... It's very gentle and delicate. It's like... Colorful..."

As he spoke, he snorted a few times.

The boss was kicked by him and almost fell down, but he didn't dare to get angry. He knew that this man was killing people like a hemp. In addition, the leaders regarded him as the guest of honor. He didn't dare to neglect him.

After thinking about it, he suddenly clapped his hands and said, "I remember. A person who sang this song just came the day before yesterday. I'm just... Just..."

"Just what? Are you looking for a fight?" Xiao Yan drank a little too much and directly raised him.

The man quickly said, "she's just a little bad tempered and didn't sign a contract with us. She just came to play. I've only heard it twice, but she really sings well."

"You can't cure a person in such a big hotel? You fucking deceive me?" Xiao Laojiu really didn't have a good impression of the hotel.

The manager swallowed his saliva and hurriedly said, "I... I did find someone to try her, but I can't cure it. I'm a grandmother now."

"That's interesting. Let's go and say that Xiao Yan, the God of fire, invited her. If she can sing to my heart, a million!" Xiao Yan spends a lot of money. In the next days, he should learn to lose his family.

Unexpectedly, this didn't make the manager's eyes brighten. As he walked out, he said: "last time, Mr. BA from the mastiff Park didn't invite him for two million. I can't guarantee this time."

"That's five million. I have plenty of money." Xiao Yan shouted.

This time, the manager gave a pep talk and went immediately. In my heart, I was thinking, I really don't understand. Spending $5 million to invite people to sing songs is simply not taking money seriously.

If the money is given to him, he can pack a young model and get tired of it.

As a result, more than ten minutes later, the man returned empty. He was embarrassed and said to Xiao Yan, "please don't move. She said she wanted you to go and see him, otherwise it wouldn't be polite."

Xiao Yan was stunned and immediately understood that the singer was from a real pear garden.

In the past, if you asked someone to sing a meeting, you had to post it first. This post can't only invite people, but also sensational. When you send it, you have to prepare gifts and fruit baskets.

He thought for a moment and said, "go and prepare me roses and fruit baskets and an invitation."

"Fruit basket?" the boss was stunned.

"If you want to go, you can go. Don't talk nonsense!" Xiao Yan scolded. The man hurried out to do business. But I was thinking, there is something wrong with this man's brain. There is no one to send beautiful fruit baskets.

In fact, sending fruit baskets is a very old custom in pear orchards. Sending fruit makes the actors moisten their voices, but sending flowers is later.

Although the boss talked a lot, he was very efficient and prepared what he wanted before long.

Xiao Yan personally wrote the invitation, which was nothing more than praising the man's voice and saying that he admired it very much. He only hoped to listen to the sound of nature.

He even deliberately showed off a few comments on the song, which was particularly perfect, so he signed his name.

Then put the post in the fruit basket, add a handful of roses, and then hand it to the boss for him to invite people.

The boss thinks he can never succeed. He didn't move five million just now. Now he wants to test something with so few dollars. Is that possible?

But he didn't dare to be slighted and went with his things.

Ten minutes later, the boss came back, but this time behind him, followed by a woman with a lute in her arms.

The woman, with her veil covered and a long blue skirt, curled up. She was graceful and could not help but make people daydream.

Her hair bun rose high and then fell to the side. It turned out to be a falling horse bun. The remaining green silk was scattered on her back, very soft, just like an ancient lady.

Xiao Yan was used to seeing beautiful women. He just felt that she was still out of the dust. He looked at it with great interest.

The woman did not speak, so she sat down in the middle of the elegant room under Xiao Yan's package. She sat on a stool, not a chair, and then tilted one leg and folded it on the other.

The pipa was put on his leg, raised his beautiful eyes and looked at Xiao Yan. His slender jade hand stroked the strings, and bursts of moving melodies floated out.

After playing a few times, the beauty opened her mouth and began to sing. If it was really Wu Nong's soft language, the tone was very in place, and people were fascinated in an instant.

Xiao Yan was stunned. He suddenly looked at the beautiful woman's eyes and saw that her eyes looked like a smile.

His heart beat faster and his breathing even became heavy,

The number of such gaffes was very few. He took a few hard breaths to calm himself down at last.

Leaning back in his chair, he was about to listen carefully. Seeing the flattering manager coming up next to him, he quickly waved back for fear that it would affect his fun of listening to music.