Ziwei Chamber of Commerce in western Xinjiang, Babao City.

This is the main club of the Ziwei Chamber of Commerce founded by Nalan Family.

This is also the only big city in Western Xinjiang that belongs to a single family.

However, the once glorious First Chamber of Commerce of the Dynasty is no longer the same as before.

"The head of the Nalan family, in less than half a year, my people have come eight times."

"Today, I'll come here in person."

"What do you think? Can you give me a clear statement?"

"Our Tianhua Society's branch halls are all over the northern and eastern borders, but we have never been able to enter the western borders."

"If we join forces and Tianhua will enter Western Xinjiang, it will surely become the largest chamber of commerce in the dynasty."

"The Ziwei Chamber of Commerce will also take advantage of this opportunity to step out of Western Xinjiang and go to other territory again."

"This is a win-win situation!"

In the most luxurious living room of the Nalan family, a fat man sat on a brocade stool and slowly asked the man in front of him.

Nalan Shuo, the head of the Nalan family, smiled faintly and said, "If the two sides can reach a cooperation, it will definitely be a win-win situation, but your conditions..." The fat man waved his hand and said, "As long as the head of the Nalan family is willing to cooperate, any conditions can be negotiated.

Only... the marriage between my daughter and my son is not moving."

"We can accept other conditions."

"I still have to consider this marriage."

Nalan Shuo shook his head and showed a embarrassed expression.

"The head of the Nalan family gives me an accurate statement. How long will you think about it?"

"I can wait!"

"From Tianhua, I will always go to Babao City for thousands of miles. My old bones can't stand the tossing and turbulence."

"I'll leave when you have considered it."

The fat man had a habitual smile on his face, but his tone was no longer so polite.

"The little girl went to other branches to inspect. When I came back, I will have a good talk with her."

"If she wants, I will send someone to inform President Wei."

Nalan Shuo said with a smile.

"Father, didn't my sister come back yesterday?"

A man next to Nalan Shuo suddenly said something.

Nalan Shuo's face was slightly dark, and he glanced at him in dissatisfaction.

But the man walked up to the front and bowed to Nalan Shuo.

"Father, I'm frank, I really don't understand what to consider."

"If it were before, the Nalan family would not need to cooperate with anyone."

"But now, the royal family has taken action against the Jiang family.

The next step is probably us!”

"If our Nalan family does not make any changes, they will inevitably follow the footsteps of the Jiang family."

The young young man sitting in a wheelchair coughed and reminded the man: "Brother, it's not convenient to say such things here."

The man's eyes turned cold: "Inconvenient?

Your legs are inconvenient and your words are inconvenient?

If it is inconvenient, please step down and no one invites you here.”

Nalan Shuo shouted: "Qingchuan! Why do you talk to your third brother!"

"I'm talking about the truth!"

“If we want to survive, we must change.”

"Besides, what can't my sister marry?"

"Young Master Wei is not worthy of her?

?”

The man met Nalan Shuo's gaze.

"Shut up, shut up."

Nalan Shuo stared at the man with sharp eyes.

The fat man laughed.

"The head of the Nalan family, there is no one here, so there is no need to tuck some words."

"You know the situations of the founding Five Saints in the past, now you know the best."

"The Dan Kingdom is independent of the royal family, and the Yan family is completely dependent on the royal family and survives, and the Wu family has long disappeared."

"Now the Jiang family is gone, only the Nalan family still insists on it."

"If your Nalan family doesn't change, it's really hard to say what will happen."

The fat man is the president of the Tianhua Association, Wei Tianjun, and has a very high status in the entire Langya Kingdom, so he doesn't mind talking about royal affairs.

Nalan Shuo stood up to see him off.

"President Wei also asks you to go down and rest. I will give you an accurate reply as soon as possible."

"I'll wait for your news."

With the help of left and right, the fat man supported himself and glanced at the eldest son Nalan Qingchuan before leaving.

"Qingchuan! Kneel down!!"

After Nalan Shuo and Wei Tianjun left, he shouted in anger.

Nalan Qingchuan knelt in front of his father, but insisted.

"Father, we must prepare for the future, otherwise it will be too late to wait until the royal family really dealt with us!"

"I think this marriage is imperative!"

Nalan Qingjing, who was sitting in a wheelchair, shook his head and said, "My sister can't marry to Tianhua Club."

Nalan Qingchuan looked at him dissatisfiedly: "You give me a reason!"

Nalan Qingjing just shook his head and remained silent.

"waste!"

Nalan Qingchuan cursed in a low voice and continued to persuade Nalan Shuo.

"Among the three major chambers of commerce in the dynasty, Tianhua will be relatively weak, so he took the initiative to cooperate with us. The other two chambers of commerce will not take this risk at all."

"When we cooperate with Tianhua Association to become the first major conference of the dynasty."

"The Tianhua Association has the qualification to make suggestions to the royal family.

If the royal family wants to mess with us, they will also worry about the Tianhua Association."

"You are not willing to marry your sister, it's just an excuse!"

"Although she has a special spiritual pattern, what is she in front of family interests!"

Nalan Shuo frowned and remained silent.

He knew the situation of the family very well and the meaning of the alliance.

However, he still couldn't make this decision.

Are you reluctant to part with your daughter Nalan Qingluo?

Or are you unwilling to give up the so-called dignity of the Nalan family?

Or are you worried about this?

He couldn't even explain it clearly.

Nalan Qingjing left the living room and came to the family's backyard.

"Have Wei Tianjun gone?"

Nalan Qingluo's white clothes are as snowy as snow, beautiful as dust, black and soft, as smooth as silk, with a hint of anger on her white melon-shaped face, and her watery eyes are looking at Nalan Qingjing coming in.

“Live in.”

Nalan Qingjing shook his head.

"What is my father's attitude?"

"My father is still hesitating, and the eldest brother advocates marriage."
To be continued...