This ancient good inn even has a bathing pool in the room, and it is a bucket just placed by the little maid.

"Childe, it's too expensive." The finch looked at the hot water in the pool and was very uneasy.

"It's nothing, as long as our media company is up and running, it's not a problem to get rich." Lin Jianqiu looked around in the wing room and was very satisfied with this inn.

This is the most expensive inn in Huacheng, thinking about such an expensive inn, there are many thugs, and the safety of the guests is also guaranteed.

"The most important thing is that you are safe." Lin Jianqiu's brows tightened, and he sighed: "You follow me to find the island owner, it is also dangerous, the rivers and lakes outside are difficult to distinguish between good and evil, this group of masters gathered together, if there is a little friction, I am afraid it will be difficult to distinguish between life and death." ”

When Que'er heard this, she became nervous: "Isn't that boy very dangerous?" ”

"The danger has to go, my poison has been cured, otherwise how would you be my wife?" Lin Jianqiu pointed to the bed: "I mean, really become my lady." ”

Originally, Lin Jianqiu only thought about opening a media company in this flower city, advertising, and doing interviews, and even the bandits in Dongpo Mountain didn't think about having anything to do with them.

Relying on these people in Huacheng alone is enough to make life nourishing. I had no choice but to go out.

Finch blushed, as if thinking about something, and after a while, she raised her head and said, "No matter what Childe decides, Finch will follow Childe." Don't worry about it, Que Er has lived in Hualou for so long, and she is very familiar with the villagers in Flower Street, and she has redeemed herself, so she must be fine. ”

"When Boss Qiu's things are almost done, I will ask someone to bring a message to Boss Qiu, and besides, I have to invite a few people to work together, and you have to help me manage this stall for the time being."

"Office?"

"Meaning to help you with the work." Lin Jianqiu calculated: "There must be an old gentleman, at least a scholar, and preferably an embroidery girl." Although these things can be cooperated with embroiderers, but the wind and sun outside, this coarse cloth is not rainproof, and tinkering is a common thing. ”

Lin Jianqiu asked the shopkeeper to bring him pen and ink, took some coarse cloth, began to write, looked at the bird, and said: "You wash and sleep, I will write more, and write two or three chapters of Boss Qiu's story in a series, and I won't sleep." ”

Finch blushed, looked at the pool beside her, pursed her lips and nodded.

Night, a candle, a pool, a servant, a master, a pool of spring water.

Gradually take off a piece of clothing.

Lin Jianqiu wrote that the fatigue of the days made his brain very tired, and the sound of the water gurgling and fluctuating came, and the ripple of the water vapor became more and more headache-inducing.

Why don't you soak your feet? Every time I am tired, soaking my feet will be much more comfortable.

Thinking like this, Lin Jianqiu stood up, turned around and walked towards the pool, raised her eyes, and saw Que'er sitting in the pool with her back to her, the hazy water vapor made her snow-white skin more translucent, and her long hair blocked most of the smooth back, looming that made people's hearts beat faster.

Lin Jianqiu looked down at his pants.

Hey, this poison is really fierce enough, I watched this scene, my face was red, and even my palms were sweaty, and I wanted to pull out the gun and charge, but the gun didn't move......

Que'er noticed that someone was looking at him from behind, turned his head, his face turned red, and he lowered his head and said shyly: "Childe......"

"I'll wash it too." After Lin Jianqiu said this, he thought that if he also took a bath, the gun didn't move, how embarrassing would it be for the finch to look at it? So when it came to his mouth, it became: "Oh, no, I'm soaking my feet." ”

When Que'er heard this, she hurriedly walked over, knelt down in front of Lin Jianqiu in the pool, and said, "I'll help Gongzi wash." ”

Good guy, this nephrite is warm and fragrant, this look, this figure, and this kneeling posture, it's really amazing!

And frustratingly, there is still no reaction from the lower body......

This made Lin Jianqiu more and more depressed, and he became more and more sure that he had to go to the island owner no matter what, to get an antidote, otherwise it would be really boring to live. What's the point of making that much money?

If this is usual, seeing this appearance, is it worthy of not flirting and flirting? Can ...... now I don't even have the mood to flirt with girls. Lin Jianqiu doesn't care if others value this, for him, if this is gone, it will be really lifeless, like a living dead.

It's still embarrassing for a woman to wash her feet when she's such a big person.

"No, no need to ......" Lin Jianqiu hurriedly dodged.

This dodge, even more embarrassed, kicked a soft thing...... Oh no, it's two fluffy things.

"Ahem......" coughed awkwardly.

The finch blushed, but did not reproach, but once again put her hand on his foot and wiped it gently with a cloth.

"Sparrow, you've been so nice to me."

"Washing the feet of the son is what the finch should do."

As she spoke, the finch raised her eyes, her round and cute face and proud figure that made her nosebleed at a glance made Lin Jianqiu extremely depressed.

It's a pity, if it hadn't been poisoned, the finches at this time would not have been able to wash their feet so easily and quietly, and they would have been screaming and begging for mercy a long time ago.

That's it, don't sleep, it's not interesting to sleep, empty flirting with people but no hard action, that's called depression, wash your feet for a while, or work.

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Three days.

When he called someone to set up a shelf by the river, a steward came to look for something, saying that this piece was under his control, and things could not be set up indiscriminately, Lin Jianqiu spent a few dollars, and solved this problem more easily than expected.

After all, the advertisement was promoting the bandit of Dongpo Mountain.

And Boss Qiu also received a letter from Lin Jianqiu, and the dignitaries brought down the flag of the Dongpo Mountain Bandit Village and planted it next to the announcement board.

With Boss Qiu at his back, in this small flower city, he can really walk sideways.

And the finch is placed in the best inn in Huacheng, what makes the innkeeper very happy is that this Lin Gongzi is very generous, and directly chartered two side rooms, one for the finch to live, and the other is empty at night, but there are several busy in it during the day.

An old gentleman, a scholar, and an embroidery girl.

It took three days of busy work to write all the magazines of Boss Qiu.

During the day, there is also the mother of Hualou, and the threshold is broken to visit, and the business is prosperous, which makes the shopkeeper very red-eyed.

The old man in the nearby teahouse had a good relationship with this embroidery girl, and after hearing a lot of news about Lin's Media Company, he actually made up a story, told this story in the teahouse, and begged for some copper plates.

It's good, and the explanation of what the media is straightforward.

Lin Jianqiu gave the storyteller some small money, and explained to him in detail what the media is, the role of advertising, etc., thinking that there are quite a lot of people who eat tea, and slowly everyone understands.

In time, there is no hurry.

Lin's Media is initially operating, but there is still a long way to go before it is officially operational.

At the very least, there is no house, there is no studio, and the fixed team of reporters has not yet been skimmed.