I Became an Anonymous Boss

At that time, the dragon boat had already weighed anchor, and the dragon fish hidden under the water swam its tail, and the dragon boat had traveled several feet away from the pier.

But the figure is like a nimble sparrow, galloping on the pier, stepping on the toes lightly, showing the level of lightness skills of flying on grass.

Shang Yuwei brought up the Xiantian True Yuan, pressed a mouthful of True Yuan into the sea of ​​Qi, circulated her inner breath, and jumped up.

"Wait for me--!"

Movement and lightness kung fu is the most difficult type to learn, but Tianxiang Pavilion's sword dance also pays great attention to movement and flexibility.

In addition, women will be able to control and provide, and the volley leap of a congenital master is difficult in the eyes of others, but with her martial arts accomplishments, it is like an impromptu performance, passing through the curling smoke and stepping on the water with ease.Pressing the hull with her palms, she raised it up with a little force, lifted it in the air, turned with her chest as the center of gravity, and landed sideways on the deck smoothly.

As far as the use of this move to change the center of gravity is concerned, it is difficult for those who have not practiced the high tail cut to do it.

Bai Takixin said that she would never be able to lend Duan Mujin 50 years of cultivation.

Shang Yuwei calmed down after a few breaths, her chest was heaving, she complained: "Why are you walking in such a hurry?"

One step at a time, a little dizzying.

Shirataki narrowed his eyes, is there really such a Q bomb?

He coughed softly: "Miss Shang asked me what I do? I don't drive the boat. My hobby is driving."

"I'm asking why you left in such a hurry." Shang Yuwei approached: "Are you afraid that I will eat you?"

"On the contrary, your expression looks more like you came to Xingshi to inquire about crimes." Bai Taki said helplessly, "I'm not stupid if I mess up the situation and still stay."

"It makes some sense." Shang Yuwei said with a smile: "I just want to chat with you. Speaking of which, the young master is so mysterious, I am suddenly very interested in you, especially the piece of music just now. ..."

"No."

An indifferent sentence was inserted into the conversation, and at the same time, one hand blocked Shang Yuwei's attempt to get closer.

Yan Qixia glanced coldly at Shang Yuwei and her chest.

... the next work.

She said lightly, "Young Master, I don't want to talk about this with you."

It was the first time Shang Yuwei saw Yan Qixia, and saw that she had a splendid aura, and she had an attitude of protecting a cat, and asked, "Who is this girl?"

"Yanyun Mansion, Yan Qixia." The rich woman introduced herself: "Hello, Miss Shang Yuwei."

"You know me?" Shang Yuwei said in her heart that the name Yan Qixia is a taboo in Jinling.

"Of course I have heard that Miss Shang is the true disciple of Tianxiang Pavilion. She is outstanding in her sword dance, and her dance has attracted thousands of people. The true inheritance of Tianxiang Pavilion has been included in the rouge list for generations. Many disciples of rich businessmen and wealthy families miss you very much. This name represents their dreams. Lover." Yan Qixia smiled, hiding a knife in her smile.

"Famousness is both an achievement and a burden for us." Shang Yuwei heard the intention of hiding a needle in the cotton, her smile restrained a bit of sincerity, and she also said: "Miss Yan, why bother to talk about me, yours The popularity is not weaker than mine, and I am afraid that it also appears in the dreams of wealthy businessmen and children of aristocratic families... Of course, it is in nightmares."

The two women looked at each other and smiled, this beautiful and hypocritical smile somehow made people's backs shudder.

Chapter 140

Some people are just inherently at odds with another type of person.

This has nothing to do with anything else, it's just that they are born with a mismatch. From the first time they saw each other, they were inexplicably unhappy.

Every word the other party says makes you subconsciously get goosebumps, and you may feel conflicted, hostile, or stay away from it.

It's like Shokuhou Misaki is to Misaka Mikoto, Rukawa Kaede is to Sakuragi Flower Road, and the dog's plan is to players.

Yan Qixia and Shang Yuwei passed each other's eyes, and immediately felt like they were rivals.

One is the true disciple of Tianxiang Pavilion, a great sect with a detached status.

One is the head female president of Yanyun Mansion, the house of the Marquis, and a vertical and horizontal shopping mall.

It is clear that the two parties are experts in different fields, but they can't help but want to stage a rivalry.

Perhaps, the sixth sense of being a woman conveys some special signal.

Men can rely on fencing to solve the problem, but women can't solve it by facing the wall, can they?

Naturally, a cynical confrontation evolved. The two sides didn't utter dirty words, but just pissed off each other, or talked about each other's pain points, not too picky or too in-depth.

Both sides tugged at their hair and played fifty boards each, with a little desire to win or lose hidden in each other's eyes.

Needless to say, Yan Qixia's competitive character, kindness does not control soldiers and righteousness does not control wealth. She is the queen of the shopping malls and controls countless capital flows. At her core, she is a businessman who will do whatever it takes to achieve her goals. Das Kapital is her favorite book Books, and capitalists want to stand on a high place to suck blood, suck the blood and sweat of everyone, and they must be predators with a very high ecological niche.

Compared with Yan Qixia, Shang Yuwei's achievements are not obvious. She rarely travels in the rivers and lakes, and has few achievements left behind. She has not been ranked too high in the list of people. So far, she has kept a low profile. However, her potential is extremely high, and she is the only one. A genius who was directly accepted as a true biography, there are few rumors about her in the world, but it does not mean that she has been silent for more than ten years. It also means that Tianxiang Pavilion keeps her information confidential and does not let her She is so radiant because she has already made up her mind.

When these two meet, even if one of them is playing chess and the other is playing go, it is not impossible for black and white to touch each other.

Standing on the deck, the two of them didn't even need to say hello, and they didn't even need to bend their postures. They only needed to look at each other, as if two proud peacocks had bumped into each other.

"I heard that most of the disciples of Tianxiang Pavilion are talented, but after all, they are living in the rivers and lakes, so they lack a little etiquette." Yan Qixia narrowed her eyes: "Miss Shang, if you fly up like this, don't you worry that your skirt is too thin and you will catch cold?"

She ridiculed the other party for not paying much attention to appearance, and the sons and daughters of the world are informal, but for a family that values ​​etiquette, this is really not on the stage. It is like entering a school by racing a car. If your parents see you, your legs will be discounted for you.

"It doesn't matter if the canary can't fly, but if you ask the falcon not to fly, it's a bit difficult." Shang Yuwei pushed a strand of hair behind her ear, and stabbed back tepidly: "After all, the races are different. , the instinct is also different."

"Falcon? It's really condescending to be locked in a cage." Yan Qixia smiled: "But what I saw was a lark? It can talk and sing, it's so cute, can't it? rap?"

Shang Yuwei didn't understand what 'rap' meant, but she was so choked by this sentence that she wished she could use rap in return.

But she held back, and her smile slowly faded: "Seeing is not believing. You are a lark on the stage, but it is different when you are off the stage. Tianxiang Pavilion's side job is to kill people, and the cute appearance is just a camouflage. Is that right? She looks so good-looking, but she has a cruel heart, oh, I'm sorry...I'm not hurting you, but rather a compliment."

"The heart of a woman is the most poisonous. The heart of a snake and scorpion is a good word. I am not called so rarely." Yan Qixia narrowed her eyes and smiled. She was really not angry. Instead, it represented the fear of others. She only chose the wrong name. There is no nickname: "I accepted your compliment, but I still don't like you... Maybe it has nothing to do with you, I just don't like this kind of flamboyant women."

Yan Qixia's eyes were a little cold, as if thinking of some bad memories: "I don't like canaries, and I don't like larks either. How pathetic is a creature that makes people laugh."

Shang Yuwei asked: "Do you hate actors?"

"No, I like going to theater quite a bit. There is no distinction between high and low occupations." Yan Qixia said: "What I hate is this kind of way of life. I can't live without relying on others. It's like a parasite. Even if you are different There are still shadows."

Shang Yuwei raised her eyebrows slightly: "I will return this sentence to you, I don't like people like you either."

Yan Qixia smiled very beautifully, and even made Shang Yuwei a little distracted: "That's right, I want to be hated more than to be liked, and I hope you can keep it up."

Shang Yuwei snorted: "Can I have a word with Young Master?"

Yan Qixia said: "No."

Shang Yuwei frowned: "If you hate me, you hate me. You are allowed to speak, but you care too much."

Yan Qixia said again: "Hating you and not allowing you to talk to the young master are two different things."

Shang Yuwei asked: "Why? Have I offended you in the past?"

Yan Qixia shook her head.

Shang Yuwei asked again: "What's your dissatisfaction with me?"

Yan Qixia still shook her head: "He didn't even mention about you."

Shang Yuwei was a little hurt, and then she showed a confused and dazed look: "Then why not?"

Yan Qixia showed a somewhat complicated expression: "Because the female disciples in Tianxiang Pavilion are all beautiful."

Shang Yuwei was praised, and after thinking for a while, she realized: "Did you misunderstand something? I didn't..."

"Don't get me wrong, it's okay if it's just beautiful. A beautiful woman is a scourge to the young master. If you have that kind of intention, he will avoid it." Yan Qixia's expression became more complicated: "The female disciples of Tianxiang Pavilion not only It's beautiful, and it has some special traditions... a lover or a husband is taken away by the opposite sex..."

"Heard and hearsay!" Shang Yuwei's forehead popped up with blue veins: "It's all rumors in the rivers and lakes. It's been nearly ten years since such a thing happened!"

"In other words, it happened ten years ago?"

"..." She didn't speak, neither admitting nor denying.

Yan Qixia said: "It is said that once the female disciples of Tianxiang Pavilion are green, their skills will increase greatly. I don't know why, so some female disciples who have gone crazy think that they would rather be green than be green, so that they will be green. The husband of the wife starts..."

"This is simply nonsense!" Shang Yuwei couldn't bear it anymore: "You are still a young lady, can you listen to the wind and the rain?"

She scolded, after all, no woman from a good family doesn't care about this kind of thing, how could others tolerate being slandered when it has something to do with the reputation of the sect.

However, when she was angry, she suddenly realized that she was a little too emotional, and she caught a glimpse of the playfulness in Yan Qixia's eyes, and then realized that she was being led away by the other party.

"I was almost cheated by you." She calmed down.

"Almost? Haven't you already been cheated?" Yan Qixia smiled: "It's just rumors, it's too important, but it's a picture, Miss Shang."

"I remember." Shang Yuwei said, "Can I get out of the way now?"

"No way." Yan Qixia still shook her head.

"Are you still messing around?"

"I said no from the beginning." Yan Qixia's tone was no longer teasing, but flat: "I know what you are thinking, and I also understand why you want to approach the young master, but... no! No! No!"

Shang Yuwei heard a little threat: "What if I have to?"

Yan Qixia smiled, she was so glamorous, but it made her feel cold all over her body: "Then you will probably regret it."

Shang Yuwei pressed her fingers on the armrest and pinched a mark: "Do you regret it?"

Yan Qixia looked at the moonlight in the river: "This is not a threat, but a piece of advice. I hope Miss Shang remembers not to hit the young master's attention without authorization. The young master is willing to lend you a pair of knives. Don't have any superfluous thoughts about 'Shentianxiang', you may not be able to bear the consequences of overstepping the threshold."

"But if you insist on going your own way."

"Even if you break the rules, even if you are the true descendant of Tianxiang Pavilion...we will not let you go."

There was a chill in the rich woman's eyes.

Her voice was so low that only Shang Yuwei could hear the shadow of swords and swords hidden under her voice.

Shang Yuwei whispered: "...they?"

Before she could think clearly, Yan Qixia had already taken a step closer, raised her wrist, and gently tugged at Shang Yuwei's lapel, tidying up her curves from flat ground to high mountains, keeping the obscene and eye-catching things out of sight Hide below.

"The figure is good. Martial arts practitioners do have more advantages than ordinary women. I hope you don't practice external kung fu, so as not to be full of muscles and turn into a savage-like figure, which is not good-looking."

Yan Qixia smiled, pinching the other party's collar with her fingertips.

"I forgot, there is still a sentence that I didn't explain clearly."

"The Tianxiang Pavilion True Inheritance Competition is coming soon. During this period, I hope you can keep the Blue Butterfly Swords safe."

"But please, please...don't lose it."

Yan Qixia let go of her fingertips, her two delicate cheeks were very close, she could feel the warm breath and smell the fragrance of her body.

Shang Yuwei took a step back, breaking free from Yan Qixia's control, and the rich woman also smiled, turned and left.

Shang Yuwei hasn't calmed down for a long time, when she just got close, she clearly felt a cold dagger sticking to her throat.

Yan Qixia held the unsheathed dagger in Yan Qixia's hand, she already knew it was extraordinary before it was unsheathed.