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Chapter 115 Old Debt Can't Escape

Han Jie'er was too sloppy and almost made Wang Chuan dodge.

Wang Chuan smiled and said, "I am of course very happy with Sister Han's intention. But your color kiln is so big, I may not believe you can let it go."

Han Jie'er lifted her hand, gently pushed Wang Chuan's chest, and said in a whisper: "What are the words of Constable Wang? The small color kiln is not as good as Constable Wang's family. Although the wealthy business is charming, it is hard to compete with women's loneliness. Besides, my color kiln was first robbed of business by Yicuilou and smashed by the Eight Swords Sect. How can I have any good business? Humph! The broken Hua Street building is clean and does not do business, and I deserve to be snatched from the poor people in our Liuxiang. But now our store is ready to open. I heard that their Yicuilou has already settled and has to reopen. I'm rushing to go back and forth. Sister, I really suspect that the pickled brothel and the Eight Swords Sect are wearing pairs of pants, bullying our Liuxiang. Do you think it's, Constable Wang?"

Wang Chuan: “…”

Han Jie'er has a bit of a big idea and suffers from destruction paranoia.

Seeing Wang Chuan silent, Han Jie'er continued, "Anyway, my business here has been suppressed so much, I'm afraid I can't continue. I'm guarding this color kiln, so how can I follow the King of Constables? Besides, I have to find a home sooner or later, right? Who in the world can be more wonderful than Constables Wang? I'll be more intimate than Constables Wang? I'll be the one who's accused of you. If the constables hesitate, it's better to try my skills first. If I feel good, I'll serve the bed for the better of the constables in the future. How about it?"

After hearing Han Jie'er's words, Wang Chuan suddenly became shocked and suddenly became stunned. An idea flashed through his mind. Han Jie'er's soft body came over. Wang Chuan pushed it away. After thinking about it carefully, the light of inspiration finally came back.

"Constable Wang has indeed had a lover and forgot his old acquaintance. If there is a little beauty at home, I don't care about my old bones. It's really sad."

Han Jie'er looked heartbroken, her voice was about to cry, and her acting skills were as good as the Oscars.

Wang Chuan admired him very much, but interrupted Han Jie'er's performance and said, "Good sister, don't make trouble, I'm talking about serious business. If you think Cai Kiln is suppressed and the business is difficult, what if you give me this place?"

"Plate... for you?!"

Han Jie'er opened her red lips slightly, blinked, and was stunned. Unexpectedly, Wang Chuan suddenly made such a request.

"Or, let me participate in one."

Wang Chuan said again.

After all, Han Jie'er was rolling in her voice. When she heard this, she immediately came to her senses and asked, "Is it okay to have a public identity in the king and a business with such dirty reputation?"

It’s okay if Prince Kang has such a great reputation. What can I have?

"It's just that without any notice."

Wang Chuan said, "I just have some ideas and want to try it here. I just don't know if Sister Han is willing to let me participate in the shares, and if I dare to let me change the business method here?"

Han Jie'er seemed to be teasing and was careless and involved her real interests, so she suddenly became cautious. After thinking for a while, she asked, "I wonder what business plan the Constable Wang has, can you tell me?"

Wang Chuan said: "I'm just an idea now. How to implement it? I have to go back and think about it carefully. I can't come up with the business plan at once."

Han Jie'er chuckled and said, "Then I'm waiting for Constable Wang to win. I'm worried that I have no support. If Constable Wang can help me, I'll be happy. If the plan is right, I'll be unable to ask for it."

"Then I will do this today. I will go back and think about it carefully, and I will talk to you in detail next day."

When Wang Chuan said that, he turned around and wanted to leave, but was pulled by Sister Han.

"Constable Wang, why are you doing in a hurry? Didn't you just say that there was a marriage? I'm still waiting to listen."

Han Jie'er pulled Wang Chuan back with her arm, but her fat body was pressed towards Wang Chuan, and a smile appeared between the corners of her lips, eyebrows and eyes, shy and unrestrained.

Wang Chuan almost couldn't control it. After Han Jie'er reminded him, he remembered this important thing, patted his head, and said, "I almost forgot to tell you. This time I came here mainly to talk to Liu Dalang about my dear."

"Liu Dalang? Which Liu Dalang?"

Sister Han narrowed her eyes and asked. Although she asked Wang Chuan, her eyes had turned in one direction and she had guesses in her heart.

Wang Chuan smiled and said, "It seems that he has guessed that it is your old neighbor, Liu Dalang, the next tavern. He has a problem with his personality and it has been difficult for a long time to find a suitable marriage. Please ask me for help. I asked him first. As long as you can give birth, even if you are from the kiln, it will be fine. Han Jieer, let's see if there are anyone in your kiln who is willing to marry Liu Dalang, but you must be able to live a honest life in the future. If there is a suitable sister, I can match it."

Han Jie'er sighed and said, "Constable Wang doesn't know that our sisters in Liuxiang are different from others' Flower Street. Without the signs of Huajie, they often leave this business and will not end up. Our people here either go far away and find an honest man to marry, or stay in the kiln. When they are old and old, no one favors them, and rely on their familiar sisters to help them. If not, I don't need to rush to find a shop and make a fortune. I am the lucky one in Liuxiang. I can tell my sisters about such a marriage to my sisters here. If Liu Dalang is willing, I will be very grateful to me."

Wang Chuan suddenly remembered the joke I had seen, the psychological feelings of honest people - the goddess always said that when she was tired of playing, she would find an honest person to marry her. The honest people said, when will the goddesses get tired of playing? I can't wait.

Wang Chuan used to regard this as a joke, but now when he looked at Liu Dalang again, he suddenly realized that sometimes this effect is a real real need, not a joke.

Because what Liu Dalang needs is very simple and simple, it only involves the most fundamental needs of humans and even all living things to survive, reproduce and pass on the family line-

Big butt, easy to keep.

Oh by the way, not only Liu Dalang, but also Feng Xiaobo, the same is true.

Feng Xiaobo is about to get married recently, so it's time for him to prepare a gift for him.

"Speaking of this, Constable Wang has not only helped our Cai Kiln as such a busy time. Isn't there an older sister in our kiln married a servant in the Six Gate? That boy is very considerate and treats my sister so well, which makes others envious."

When Han Jie'er said that, he posted it again, "Why did Constable Wang just consider my subordinates, but he didn't care about my family? Is there any friendship between me? Isn't the constable still aware of it?" Before Wang Chuan broke free, Han Jie'er simply wrapped her around her body, and the warm and fragrant smell of her lips and teeth were whispering. "And the constable had agreed to me earlier, but it has not yet met the matter. What a constable, why didn't he keep his word?"

"Mom Xipi!"

Wang Chuan gritted his teeth and said, "I'm looking for someone to discuss things, and I'm looking for a creditor."
Chapter completed!
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