"Then you can contact the owner of Baiyunbao Haoyuan and ask if you can borrow it."

If the Baiyunbao Mansion cannot be borrowed, he will have to build a temporary space that can accommodate a thousand people.

One day, I am afraid that time is too late.

Ten minutes later, Bo Hua walked over dejectedly, respectfully and discouraged: "Master Tired, the owner of this venue says that he can't borrow it."

"What? Not borrowing?"

The man grinds his teeth slightly, his tone is a little unhappy, "Isn't I famous enough to not know me?"

Bo Hua waved his hand to the side, "Yeah, it's not. I didn't take the initiative to show my identity."

At the beginning, he said that because he felt that the price offered by the Lord was generous enough, there was no problem with the one venue, but the other party promptly refused.

Leng Tiang grinds his teeth and feels very bad.

People all over the world knew that he was going to get engaged and wanted a bigger venue, wondering if the owner of Baiyun Castle actually rejected him?

"I'll go and talk to her." He wanted to see what this person was doing.

When the words were over, Bohua nodded immediately and handed the phone over.

Leng Jiang took the phone and dialed it back again.

The phone was dialed quickly, and a cold and indifferent female voice came, "Hey."

Leng Juo heard this voice, his eyes moved slightly, he hesitated for a few seconds, and said: "I want to talk to you about the Baiyun Fort venue. You can open the price as you like."

The girl on the other side of the phone suddenly paused. After a long time, she raised her eyes, her lips twitched slightly, and she changed her tune, "Baiyunbao Garden?"

"It's wrong, I told you in advance, even if you don't agree, I have to do this venue."

The girl paused and replied: "It must be? Leng Da is so unreasonable."

The voice fell to the ground, cold tired eyes shrank slightly, this tone...

For a moment, he suspected that he had heard it wrong.

"You... Are you Momo?"

The girl chuckled, and said calmly: "Does Leng Da Master change his name? Isn't it good to be so close?"

Sentence after sentence of Leng Da's master, let Leng Tiong confirm his own thoughts, only Momo would call him that.

The man squinted his eyes, his thin lips slightly hooked, and said helplessly, "Are you my fiancée?"

The girl on the other end held a smirk for a long time, then said: "Tired, you are bad, don't play with me for a while."

"Fun?"

"Fun."

The girl's thin lips were slightly curved, and she smiled faintly, "Okay, I will arrange the venue."

"So the owner of Baiyunbao Garden is really you?"

"Otherwise? Tell me who else can build such a large hotel villa on your site?"

"Momo, then you don't want to use it for our own engagement wedding at the end."

"Well, I didn't expect it."

"Momo, I miss you." The man whispered.

"Me too, I'll go find you." Qiao Yimo said.

After hanging up, Leng Jian walked to Bohua and handed him the phone.

"Master Tired, the owner of Baiyunbao Garden agrees?"

"Um."

"Master Tired, the other party is so easy to talk to?"

Bo Hua was a little surprised. He just talked for ten minutes and didn't move the other party. As soon as Lord Qiu spoke, the other party actually agreed?

Leng Tiong raised his eyes, his expression faint, his thin lips moved, "Do you know who the owner of Baiyun Fort is?"

When the man spoke, his tone was a bit arrogant.

"Who is it?" Bohua couldn't think of it.

Leng Juo raised his eyebrows slightly, and said proudly, "My wife."

My wife?

Miss Joe?

Miss Qiao is actually the owner of Baiyunbao Villa?

This...this is a fucking coincidence.

And such a big hotel villa actually belongs to Miss Qiao.

Then Miss Qiao is too rich.

Six o'clock in the evening.

Qiao Yimo came to the Baiyunbao Garden.

Leng Jiang had brought the staff over to set up the venue a few hours ago. JrNovels.com