Chapter 125: Recruit a ghostwriter scholar

"Got it." Gu Xiaoyou responded perfunctorily, and took the business card in his hand with a big grin.

Mu Wuchen's eyelids jumped, and his face sank.

Gu Xiaoyou didn't care about him, and slapped the business card directly on the table: "Please write according to these two." ”

"Okay, Miss Rong will take a look at it next." The scholar said politely.

"Look." Gu Xiaoyou pushed the business card in front of the scholar and waited for the scholar to move.

Different from Gu Xiaoyou's actions, the scholar carefully picked up the business card, and when he saw the words on it, he couldn't help but praise: "Good words." ”

The scholar's movements were a little more careful, he took it in his hand and looked at it, and then turned it over.

Gu Xiaoyou saw that he was observing the subtleties, and he felt a little more satisfied.

After careful observation, the scholar picked out a brush from the pen holder, dipped it in ink, and wrote on the paper.

Gu Xiaoyou was just about to get closer to take a look, but Mu Wuchen grabbed his arm: "Take him to finish." ”

"Oh, good." Gu Xiaoyou thought that Mu Wuchen was afraid that she would disturb the scholar, so he honestly stood in place and waited.

In fact, Mu Wuchen was dissatisfied that Gu Xiaoyou was too close to the scholar, after all, men and women were not close.

Seeing Gu Xiaoyou standing up straight obediently, a trace of satisfaction flashed in Mu Wuchen's eyes.

There were not many words on the business card, and although the scholar wrote carefully, he still wrote it quickly.

"Miss, please see." The scholar handed the written rice paper to Gu Xiaoyou.

Miss Gu thanked her, took the rice paper and the business card and looked at it comparatively, this look is quite satisfying, the scholar not only writes well, but also carefully draws a map, but also carefully refers to the handwriting size of the business card.

Tumming the rice paper and business cards into his sleeves, Gu Xiaoyou smiled and said, "Very good, I'll invite you." ”

The scholar put down his pen and asked politely, "Thank you, Miss, how many copies would Miss ask me to write?" ”

"It's not a matter of writing a few copies, I want to invite you to my shop to work, you have to write every day, of course, I will give you time to rest, just work four hours a day, and I will give you two taels of silver every month." Gu Xiaoyou gave a general description of the working conditions.

When the scholar heard two taels of silver, he immediately glared, you must know that he can earn one or two taels of silver by writing a letter on his behalf, and he doesn't have business every day, let alone two taels a month, sometimes he can't earn two taels of silver in three months.

The scholar said excitedly: "Miss, will this be too much." ”

"Not much, this is the salary of the trial, if you do a good job, I will officially hire you and give you a rise of three taels of silver." Gu Xiaoyou said heartily: "Would you like to go to my store to work?" ”

"Thank you, miss, I'm willing." The scholar hurriedly got up and saluted Gu Xiaoyou.

Gu Xiaoyou dodged sideways, and said helplessly: "You are too polite, you don't need to make this big gift, then let's say so, you will report to the Youlian paper shop on Anyang Street in Lutan tomorrow." ”

"Okay, well, I'll be on time at the next meeting." The scholar was happy again and again, and his originally pale face revealed a little excited flush.

Gu Xiaoyou was afraid that he would faint when he saw his flushed face, so he didn't dare to stay any longer: "Okay, let's just say it, I'll go first." ”

As he spoke, he waved his hand at him, tugged at Mu Wuchen's sleeve and turned to leave.

The scholar gestured towards Gu Xiaoyou's back, and when they walked away, he looked at their distant backs as if they were dreaming.

Gu Xiaoyou walked so fast that Mu Wuchen only needed to take a step to keep up, but Lord Wang, who was a bit older, followed behind the two of them bitterly.

Finally returned to the street, Gu Xiaoyou hurriedly stepped into the carriage, and Mu Wuchen followed.

Lord Wang ran a few steps, laboriously sat on the wheel, and said breathlessly, "Let's go." ”

The groom immediately grabbed the reins, turned the horse's head and drove away from Chun Tang Street.

In the carriage.

Gu Xiaoyou was still happy to invite the ghostwriter, and suddenly a big hand with distinct bones appeared in front of him.

Looking in the direction of his hand, he was facing Mu Wuchen's deep and dark eyes: "Give it to me." ”

"What for you?" Gu Xiaoyou asked confusedly.

"Business card." Mu Wuchen replied succinctly.

Gu Xiaoyou subconsciously took out his business card from his sleeve, and suddenly reacted: "This is mine." ”

This is the result of a morning of writing and drawing.

Seeing that Gu Xiaoyou didn't give it, Mu Wuchen directly grabbed it.

Gu Xiaoyou didn't react, so he was taken away smoothly.

"Hey, I did it myself." Gu Xiaoyou tried to reason with Mu Wuchen.

"I painted the lotus flower above." Mu Wuchen said lightly and stuffed the business card into his arms.

"Hmph." Gu Xiaoyou pursed his lips, too lazy to argue, turned sideways, and took out his mobile phone from his purse to play.

Mu Wuchen sat silently for a while, and saw that Gu Xiaoyou was only playing with his mobile phone, ignoring him, and felt a little unhappy.

He coughed lightly, but Gu Xiaoyou didn't react at all, and still leaned lazily on the carriage and fiddled with his mobile phone.

Mu Wuchen coughed a few more times, Gu Xiaoyou didn't react, but it attracted Lord Wang's concern, so he heard Lord Wang ask through the car curtain: "Master, are you okay, do you want the old slave to prepare tea for you?" ”

"No, you don't." Mu Wuchen said coldly, looking at Gu Xiaoyou's eyes more and more dissatisfied.

"But you ......" Before Lord Wang finished speaking, Mu Wuchen interrupted in a cold voice: "Silence." ”

Lord Wang instantly quieted down, and the carriage was quiet again.

Mu Wuchen sat with a straight face for a moment, then leaned over to Gu Xiaoyou and asked, "Has the divine sense returned?" ”

Gu Xiaoyou replied without raising his eyelids: "I'm in a bad mood, I haven't come back yet." ”

"How can you be in a bad mood?" Mu Wuchen frowned, this divine sense is really uncertain, either easily tired or in a bad mood.

"I don't know." Gu Xiaoyou said perfunctorily and continued to play with the entertainment on his mobile phone.

Mu Wuchen sighed with some regret, and silently watched Gu Xiaoyou play with fun.

Gu Xiaoyou played a game, and seeing that Mu Wuchen had been silent, he was still a little lonely in his eyes.

The little anger in her heart also dissipated, and she handed him the phone: "Let's play with you." ”

"Thank you." Mu Wuchen thanked him, his eyes lit up a little, and he picked up his phone and fiddled with it.

Gu Xiaoyou shook her head, letting Mu Wuchen fiddle with her mobile phone, she looked at the street through the curtain of the car, silently recognizing the way.

After about seven or eight levels of elimination, the carriage arrived at the Youlian paper shop.

Mu Wuchen returned the phone to Gu Xiaoyou unsatisfied, and advised, "When the divine consciousness comes back, you must send someone to inform me." ”

"Got it." Gu Xiaoyou stepped out of the carriage and waved his hand at Mu Wuchen: "Goodbye." ”

"Goodbye." Mu Wuchen bowed slightly, and lowered the curtain: "Go home." ”

"Yes, master." Lord Wang replied respectfully, and the groom immediately drove away from the door of the Youlian paper shop.