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Located at the corner of Qingfeng Street and Shili Street, Jingxi Tea House is one of the most lively places in western Beijing.

Diagonally opposite the teahouse, the largest balsam shop on Shili Street, although it is not as good as the endless flow of guests coming and going from the teahouse, there is also an endless stream of ladies and ladies to explore when new products are released.

Qiu Jin is the female shopkeeper of the "Xiangyu" balsam shop, she was originally a first-class maid beside the lady, because of the neat and generous work, only to get to the shop, who knows that this work is more than ten years, from miscellaneous to reception to the account room, and finally to the shopkeeper.

Originally, the nameless rouge shop could have grown up with the originally worthless autumn brocade.

"Sister Qiujin, I really didn't say it, with your ability, what's the point of being the king and hegemonic in this Shili Street?"

Shopkeeper Zhuo took Qiu Jin's hand and said, it was not the first time that she had come to be a lobbyist for a fat powder shop on Suzaku Street.

Qiu Jin avoided it quietly, Shopkeeper Zhuo was not only interested in her, but also the first-class balsam in the Xiangyu shop, the operation of the balsam shop is important, but the formula that can be obtained is the most important.

Interestingly, the real big shop has never come to find Xiangyu's trouble, but some small families often come to the soft grinding and hard bubble to make up their minds, if the person in charge of the shop knows who the person behind this shop is, I am afraid that the intestines will be repentant.

"Shopkeeper Zhuo laughed, I don't have any ability, I just do things for my master according to the rules."

Zhuo's shopkeeper is shirking her, she has been letting people see the Xiangyu shop for a while, and she has never seen any master at all, and it is all taken care of by Qiu Jin.

"Sister Qiujin, this condition is really not bad, and you don't need to do anything more, it's just a matter of hanging a sign, from now on you are the shopkeeper of the big shop on Vermilion Bird Street in the city, isn't it better than the ten-mile street in the west of Beijing?"

Qingfeng Street and Shili Street are staggered, but all the prosperity seems to stop at Qingfeng Street, bounded by Jingxi Teahouse and Xiangyu Shop, and then Shili Street is suddenly cold, as if it are two different worlds.

"Yes."

Qiu Jin's mind is not here with Zhuo's shopkeeper, in fact, she is a little annoyed, she has been a shopkeeper for many years, and she is no longer a little maid who is ignorant of the world.

Shopkeeper Zhuo thought that he had finally moved the other party: "What does Sister Qiu Jin mean?" ”

But unexpectedly, it was perfunctory: "What do I mean, I can't be the master." ”

I don't know what to do!

"Then you say that someone who can call the shots comes out!"

Qiu Jin waved his hand and said, "How can I talk about the master's affairs casually." ”

Zhuo's shopkeeper pulled down his face three or four times to come to the door, but he was rejected without exception, and when it came to this, the smile on his face was gone, "Sister Qiujin, you have a master, and others also have it, today is the last time I came, I hope that when we meet again, you don't regret it!" Then there will be no such good conditions! ”

Seeing Qiu Jin's panic, he laughed and said, "What are you talking about," said slowly before Shopkeeper Zhuo went out, "Don't forget it." ”

has followed his wife for many years, and he has been exposed to it a little bit, and he can't see the bullying of others, and he doesn't want to hold it back.

Zhuo's shopkeeper didn't look back and walked away.

It didn't take long for the person she was really waiting for to come back, and she didn't look at the teahouse diagonally opposite.

"Xiao Guixiang, it's done?"

"That's it!"

The little girl with two pigtails ran merrily into the balsam shop.