Hearing this, Wang's mother's eyes lit up, "Miss Liang likes seafood?" I don't know who else in your family is good at this? ”

It is said that this taste is also hereditary, for example, Li Mazi at the entrance of the street loves to eat baked cakes, and his children also love to eat baked cakes. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Liang Chengxiang was embarrassed, "Except for me, no one likes to eat it, and I can't stand the fishy smell." ”

For example, her aunt Qiumo thinks that the seafood is too fishy, and every time she fried clams, she didn't eat them, no matter how much pepper she put in, she felt fishy.

She thought for a moment and said, "Maybe I lived by the sea when I was a child, and I ate a lot of seafood, so I remembered this taste." ”

As soon as Liang Chaxiang said this, Xiao Qingyang also remembered that on this trip to Shanghai, Liang Chaxiang must order seafood at every meal.

Because his father is also good at this bite, there are often dried scallops, sea crabs and the like on his dinner table, so he doesn't care.

At this time, she felt a little guilty, and felt that she had ignored Liang Chaxiang too much, so she gave her a lot of dried scallops and asked her to eat more, but Zhuang Yating was directly ignored.

In fact, Xiao Qingyang was also afraid of giving her some face, and Zhuang Yating didn't care about it.

Liang Chaxiang's trip to Xiao's house was very fruitful, not only did she understand that the Xiao family did not treat the Zhuang family's father and daughter as they appeared on the surface.

At least Wang Ma treated Zhuang Yating like that, Xiao Zhen did not stop it, in fact, Wang Ma's attitude somewhat showed Xiao Zhen's attitude.

Also, Xiao Zhen said that gardenias are his wife's favorite flowers, but Xiao Qingyang said that his mother likes wild roses.

What's going on here?

All this made Liang Chaxiang feel even more that the Xiao family's compound was full of fog.

The next day, Liang Chengxiang stepped on the red sunlight and came to Deyun Tea House as promised.

The teahouse is still the same teahouse, the furnishings in the teahouse are still the same, the tables and chairs with vermilion lacquer are neatly arranged, just like the original, but Liang Chaxiang knows that it has long been a matter of fact.

I still chose the second floor, and the table and chair by the window at the beginning are now not festivals, and this table does not need to pay more for tea.

Liang Chaxiang asked for a pot of tea, ordered a few snacks, and finely sanded his fingers on the smooth tabletop.

It didn't take long to see Qin Kewen and Fang Qing slowly walking into the teahouse from the window.

"Xinglongchang bought a batch of looms and is ready to expand production, do you know this?"

Qin Kewen sat down opposite, and Liang Chaxiang got straight to the point.

"What do you want me to do?" Qin Kewen didn't say he knew, he didn't say he didn't know, he went straight to the result!

That's all it takes to talk to smart people, and there's no need for too much nonsense.

"I don't know if Young Master Qin wants to make some private money?"

Liang Chaxiang picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea for Qin Kewen and Fang Qing.

Qin Kewen raised his eyebrows, "I would like to hear about it." ”

"I don't know if you still remember borrowing cloth from you at the beginning." Liang Chaxiang said solemnly.

It's really a pot that can't be opened, and his father was very approved in order to borrow cloth, and now Liang Chaxiang has to mention it.

Qin Kewen's face was immediately a little bad, and his tone was a little colder, "I don't know what Director Liang has to say!" ”

Liang Chaxiang saw that he suddenly turned cloudy and cloudy, people say that women are fickle, how can this man's face be like Huang Meitian, and he will change when he says change?

She pretended not to see it and continued, "Do you remember why you borrowed the cloth in the first place? ”

Hearing this, Qin Kewen's face changed several times, "You won't ......"

Liang Chaxiang nodded, "If you want to succeed, send a trustworthy person to talk to Zhuang Bohua, this person is so happy, and he wants money when he dies, as long as you spend a little more effort, I believe that with your ability, it will not be a problem." ”

Not long ago, I borrowed cloth from myself for the problem of weaving shuttles, and now I actually suggested that I sell weaving shuttles with quality problems to Xinglongchang, Qin Kewen always felt like a dream, very incredible.

If it weren't for Liang Chaxiang sitting opposite, he would definitely have to pinch his arm to see if he was dreaming.

"Why help me?" Qin Kewen couldn't help but ask again.

Liang Chaxiang raised her eyebrows, "I said earlier, I'm not helping you, but helping myself." ”

"I don't believe it," Qin Kewen said quickly.

Liang Chaxiang glanced at him, "Believe it or not is your business, I don't have this responsibility." ”

Qin Kewen didn't get the answer he wanted, so he simply made it clear, "I heard that the young owner of Xinglongchang is pursuing you, and Xiao Zhen also has the intention of promoting you, I think this road is easier for you!" ”

Qin Kewen really has some means, Xiao Qingyang is the young owner of Xinglongchang, the whole Xinglongchang knows the insider, and he can count it on ten fingers, but he didn't expect Qin Kewen to find out.

Liang Chaxiang was suddenly full of hope for himself and his cooperation with Qin Kewen, the Qin family did have some means and had the ability to compete with it.

However, she didn't like it, Qin Kewen's tone and attitude of speaking, she glanced at Fang Qing and smiled, "I don't believe that Miss Fang Qing either, she is your Young Master Qin's maid." ”

Qin Kewen hated others talking about Fang Qing the most, and he was a little annoyed when he heard this, "This is my business, what does it have to do with you!" ”

The corners of Liang Chaxiang's mouth curled, and there was no annoyance, "What Young Master Qin said is that it has nothing to do with me," she put away her smile, her eyes were full of alienation, "It's good that Young Master Qin knows, you and I cooperate, you get what you want, I get what I want, and other things that have nothing to do with you, it's better not to ask." ”

Liang Chaxiang tapped her fingers lightly on the tabletop, "If Young Master Qin feels that the cooperation between us can't reassure you, it's still too late to quit." ”

Qin Kewen's expression changed for a moment, "Don't worry, how can you not be at ease, I'm just curious." ”

"Curiosity kills cats, Young Master Qin should not be a curious baby in the future."

Liang Chaxiang stood up, "My task is complete, the next thing is up to you to operate, if there is anything you need my help with, let Miss Fang Qing come to me, as long as I can help, I will do my best." ”

"Farewell!" Liang Chaxiang owed herself and strode out of the teahouse.

At this time, Qin Mingwei walked out of the private room inside, just in time to see Liang Chaxiang's back.

"Dad, what do you think?" Qin Kewen stood up respectfully with his hands in his hands.

Qin Mingwei didn't speak, lifted the corner of his robe, sat down in the position of Liang Chaxiang just now, picked up one, and put it upside down in the tea tray, blue-edged celadon teacup, poured himself a cup, raised it to the tip of his nose and sniffed, "The best Longjing, good tea!" ”

Qin Mingwei was stunned, what was the situation?

Why was his father in the private room, listening to the conversation between them for a while, and being infected by Liang Chaxiang?

Talking gods! Is it interesting to have to guess something that can be said clearly in one sentence?

"I'm going out tomorrow, and Lexing will be handed over to you." Qin Mingwei said suddenly.

"Ahh If there is no head and no brain, Qin Kewen will be stunned again.

Qin Mingwei looked at the stunned Qin Kewen, and suddenly thought of Liang Chaxiang, and his heart was panicked, why are the smart people all other people's children.

Liang Chaxiang stopped in the place where the Qin family's father and son couldn't see it, and looked back at the direction of the second floor of the Deyun Teahouse, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl. (To be continued.) )