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Chapter two thousand one hundred and ninety-two(2/2)

"No answer, no time."

"You must answer this call."

"Who is it? Such a big face." Meng Shaoyuan took the call and said in a very unfriendly tone: "Say, I am very pressed for time."

"Hey, let me tell you, how grand are you now?"

Upon hearing this voice, Meng Shaoyuan trembled and hurriedly lowered his voice:

"Miss, I didn't know it was you. Can I treat you with dignity?"

The eldest lady, Kong Lingyi!

What gives him the biggest headache, Master Meng!

"Whatever you say, I'll do something with you."

"You say."

"Xun Huisheng has come to Chongqing. I have a few friends who want to watch the show. Please help me get tickets."

ah?

Meng Shaoyuan was completely stunned.

"Not too many, just get ten tickets."

"No, you don't want more?" Meng Shaoyuan swallowed: "Where can I get tickets for you?"

He didn't say it out loud. How could Xun Huisheng come to sing in an opera? Then he was all acting there himself?

Where did you go to see Xun Huisheng?

When the time comes and you know that I am the one doing the trick, then with your eldest lady’s temper, won’t I be able to live without you?

"I have no control over this. Ten votes can only be more or less."

The phone call was just hung up.

Meng Shaoyuan said with a sad face: "Sister Jingyi, can we invite Xun Huisheng?"

"Yes, let alone Xun Huisheng, you, Master Meng, can invite him personally, and Mei Lanfang can even invite him."

It's over.

Trouble!
Chapter completed!
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