I have seen the arrogance of Ziyun Sect.

But I have never seen them make such a fool of themselves!

The excitement and frustration of the official was so complicated that the official couldn't understand it.

The old clan sighed inwardly: "If we weren't going to throw the four of them out of the palace." The people of Ziyun Sect were extremely majestic in the palace. They came out this morning and encountered a wall. They really exclaimed a vent and made people even more depressed. The gap between the palace and here was immediately separated.

Such an understatement...

A little longer.

The big clan always stepped into the house, and he was not polite anymore.

"Old of the big clan, what wind has blown you again?" Qu Tan'er smiled and put down her chopsticks and looked at him, as if she looked at him not a person, but the God of Wealth who sent silver.

The old clan said, "I'm here to send something."

"Oh...... hurry up, give tea to the elders of the clan." Qu Tan'er greeted Qinling.

Qin Ling immediately ordered the maid to do it, and he had been guarding behind Mo Liancheng and was really dedicated. When he saw this, Old Man Zhan seemed to be unruly. When Old Man Zhan saw it outside the door, his face turned slightly red, and he was a little nervous.

When people get old, they always have a little self-esteem.

But then he thought about it, and couldn't help but sigh. The elder of the clan threw away his self-esteem and pestered him to make a decision. Old Man Zhan is still not sure what Mo Liancheng is thinking about helping the elder of the clan without authorization.

At this time, the old clan came to see Mo Liancheng again, carrying the business documents of the Hailan Chamber of Commerce, etc.

The handling was clear in person. Mo Liancheng did not let Old Man Zhan take over this matter, but instead asked Zhan Beilie to come over. Zhan Beilie hurried over. When he saw the great-grandfather standing outside the door, he had no time to ask a few questions in confusion, so he asked Mo Liancheng to call into the house.

Zhan Beilie was stunned for a long time when he heard that Mo Liancheng handed over the Hailan Chamber of Commerce to him.

"Mr. Mo, my great-grandfather..." Zhan Beilie wanted to say something, but when he heard the old man from the house coughing, he stopped and asked nervously: "Do you really take care of the HaiLan Chamber of Commerce?"

The old clan finally noticed something strange, but he wanted to ask nothing and speak now.

Mo Liancheng leaned against the chair handle, and his elegant eyebrows were hung with a faint smile, curvy, like the crescent moon in the bright night sky, "Don't you want to answer?"

Ask gently, just a simple question.

He was speechless, but he also revealed a message. If he didn't want to answer, he would ask the others to answer.

Sometimes, if you miss it once, you will have no chance.

Zhan Beilie had a strong intuition. As long as he did not agree, the Zhan family would never have a chance with the HaiLan Chamber of Commerce. After all, that was the hard work of several generations of their Zhan family. It was not just to lose it. Being forced to leave was also an irreparable regret. Today I suddenly had the opportunity to get it back...

Zhan Beilie knelt down, "I am willing."

When he said the four words, he felt so excited that his heart trembled.

So, Mo Liancheng waved his hand and signaled him to follow the official to go through the procedures, and at the same time he had to go to the yamen to file a record. The Hailan Chamber of Commerce completely broke away from the emperor's relationship. Of course, the usual taxes and other things still have to be paid.

Zhan Beilie and the officials left.

When he stepped out of the threshold, when he saw Old Man Zhan nodding, Zhan Beilie was relieved. He looked at his expression and agreed to take over. He whispered: "Grandpa, you... Thank you for your hard work."

When he turned around and left, carrying Old Man Zhan on his back, a trace of gloating flashed in Zhan Beilie's smiling eyes.
Chapter completed!