"Thank you Gongzi for saving me twice, the miscellaneous family replaced the wine with tea, and toasted Gongzi with a cup. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info "Qingge picked up a cup of tea, and then looked at the mysterious figure wearing a mask.

On closer inspection, the cyan mask is outlined with gold threads to create a delicate and intricate image, like a dense pattern on a snakeskin, giving people a sense of horror.

But the eyes under the mask are as warm and warm. At this moment, he looked at her warmly, "No." It's not my intention to save you, I can't help but meet you anywhere, so I'll just save it. He spread his hands and seemed really helpless.

Qingge is embarrassed, is it a coincidence, why does she think it's not, while slandering, she said, "I'm causing you trouble." ”

"It's okay, those five people are good flower fertilizer." He said lightly, and politely added a cup of tea to Qingge.

The song shook lightly and looked at the enchanting roses. Suddenly my stomach felt uncomfortable.

Ping'er on the side looked at him with bright eyes, with a look of admiration, and saw that the idol actually poured tea by himself, so he hurriedly grabbed it.

"Dare to ask Childe's name?" Ping'er asked.

"Rong Che."

"Young Master Rong, junior brother Ping'er, this is my master, Liuhibiscus." Ping'er gave a warm introduction.

"Hibiscus?" The red lips under Rong Che's mask were slightly hooked.

"Exactly. Don't hide it from my son, I was sent by someone to find someone to do something. Ping'er thinks that Childe is very suitable. ”

"Ping'er! Is this what you should say? Qingge angrily rebuked him.

"Master, Young Master Rong fully meets your requirements." Ping'er looked innocent.

"Can you make up your mind for me? Give me back. Who is your master? ”

Ping'er looked at herself holding a teapot in one hand and helping Rong Gongzi play a fan with the other, she was so attentive, no wonder the princess was jealous. Putting down the things in his hand, he honestly stood behind the princess and looked at Rong Che.

"I don't know what you want Rong to do?"

"A little thing, don't bother the son." Qingge replied lightly. I didn't want to have anything to do with him.

"It's not a lot of work, I just promise." Under the cyan mask, the slender eyes avoided Qingge's inquiring eyes and looked at the spring light in the court.

"Huh? Don't you ask, what's the matter? ”

"Since this little brother is so sincere, I'll help people to the end. Looks like you're not safe here. He still looked outside, glancing at Qingge only occasionally, and didn't dare to make eye contact with her.

This expression reminded Qingge of the golden retriever in the family in his previous life, when he seemed to be eating, he would sit quietly on her lap. He didn't look at her, only occasionally sneaking a glimpse at the food. As if to say, "I'm not here to eat, of course, if you give it to me, I won't refuse", every time it uses this trick to refuse and welcome, Qingge can't help but quickly eat up the snacks, watching it leave depressed with a regretful expression. Take out another can of meat and let it move it to tears.

This somewhat terrifying Rong Che is a bit like it.

The corners of Qingge's mouth twitched, "Actually, we want Childe to ...... Go to Manxianglou to make the first card. ”

"Master, what are you talking nonsense! Brother Rong, don't listen to her ......"

"Childe agreed?" Qingge looked at Rong Che with a smile. If it weren't for the mask blocking most of his face, he would have been able to see the cracks on his face. Qingge felt that he was really bad in his bones.

Ping'er on the side was pointed, unable to speak, so he could only be anxious.

"Manxianglou?" Rong Che was really stunned, and said with an unkind face, "Have you ever seen a top brand with a mask?" ”

"That's right, why don't you take off your mask and let me have a look, and see if Rong Gongzi can be the top brand?"

Rong Che pursed his mouth: "I can't take it down, it's already grown in the flesh." ”

Growing in the flesh? I don't know what kind of past this golden retriever has. Not a good memory for sure. Although Qingge is bad, he doesn't want to poke people's sore spots, and he no longer teases him, "Actually, we are here to make a deal with Childe......"

During the whole process, Qingge was always proposing, and Rong Che was saying one word - "good".

This is far from what Qingge expected before leaving the palace. originally thought that this negotiation would be a vicious battle of fighting spirit - Qingge had already been gearing up to fight for the greatest interests, and now that the other party was so generous, she also had to show some affection.

"In terms of profits, let's four or six points, I'm four and you are six, okay?"

"Okay."

"That's it!" Qingge stretched out his right hand, "Happy cooperation." ”

Rong Che was slightly stunned, and also stretched out his right hand, and the two hands were firmly grasped.

This strange gesture of etiquette made Rong Che's heart ripple slightly. Her hands were soft and cold, and there was a sharp edge in her eyes that could not be hidden. Wearing men's clothes, she has a sassy and heroic spirit, and she is so handsome that people are eye-catching.

Suddenly, there was a rhythmic sound of banging on the wall, accompanied by the cry of "hmm, hmm", which was depressing and exciting. The room fell silent, and all three of them listened silently to the sound of suspicion.

"Master, what kind of voice do you hear?" Ping'er asked innocently.

Qingge only felt that the atmosphere was weird, and looked at Rong Che, only to see him looking away, his ears were red, and he looked like "don't look at me, I don't know".

She coughed lightly and could only say, "I don't know either." ”

The sound continued, seemed to be painful, and grew louder and louder.

"I'll go get the ledger." Rong Che leaves.

Qingge and Ping'er sat honestly, listening to the movement next door, and after a while, it quieted down.

"Master, your face is red." Ping'er reminded.

"Is there one?" Qingge touched his cheek, it was really hot.

"What the hell is that sound, it's so uncomfortable to listen to. Why are you and Brother Rong blushing? Ping'er asked a bunch of questions.

"......" is called a light song, how to explain it.

With the ledger in hand, Qingge put the embarrassment behind him and began to study it seriously.

A quarter of an hour later.

"I said Boss Rong, your business is too bad." Qingge shook her head and made a smack.

"You see, this is your study, not paper and ink. The monthly paper and ink sell more than the book, which is not profitable at all. ”

Rong Che turned his face to the side again, no longer looking at her, and the bright red ear root was like a delicate handicraft, showing in front of Qingge.

"In my opinion, we need to change our strategy." Qingge touched his chin and said.

"How?"

"How much money can paper and ink make, how can it become a big thing. We're going to pick up the business of selling books. It is necessary to accumulate original capital quickly in a short period of time. We have to look at opportunities and look for shortcuts. ”

"What's the shortcut?"

"In short, don't sell the right one, only the expensive one." Qingge narrowed her eyes and smiled like a fox.

Rong Che pursed his lips, expressing skepticism.

"With me, you can rest assured." Qingge patted him on the shoulder. Before meeting Rong Che today, she had already figured out the flow of people in this commercial street. At this moment, I already have a plan in my heart.

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Small Theatre:

Before going out, Qingge mysteriously grabbed Rong Che, put aside Ping'er and asked quietly: "That, won't it be a brothel next door to us?" ”

Rong Che was embarrassed and replied sullenly: "No." ”

Qingge bowed her head: "Oh. ”

Looking at the back of Qingge leaving, Rong Che was depressed and closed the door heavily.

A stronger ** sound wafted in the bright spring light of the courtyard.