King Ping was silent in her slightly sad tone, his brows trembled, and he spoke for a long time: "Okay, will it hurt your life?" ”

Jiang Qingyue glanced at him, smiling like a peach blossom, with crystal teeth: "Originally, there was none, you came to urge me, so that I couldn't catch up with the master properly, and I forgot about them for a while." ”

A pure and immaculate smile fell in the eyes of King Ping, and behind him were autumn leaves, and the dusk was brilliant.

"Are you worried about your life?" King Ping sighed, he had been fooled many times before, and he had already known it.

Sure enough, Jiang Qingyue said: "No, it's just that if it's two hours late, their brains will be damaged, and they will be demented at least or demented at worst." ”

It's just not the same.

King Ping looked at her quietly, Jiang Qingyue hadn't figured out what he was going to do, and was picked up by someone and thrown on the horse.

Even in an uncomfortable posture, Jiang Qingyue was still relaxed, but her abdomen was a little painful: "Wang, Wangye, do you think that if you tie me up, I will detoxify?" ”

The horse's back was bumpy, and Jiang Qingyue's words were intermittent.

"What do you want?" King Ping slowed down, and when he went down the mountain, he changed his outfit, covering his face with a mask, so he was naturally not afraid of being recognized.

"You calculate me, naturally I don't dare to deal with you," Jiang Qingyue moved her body to make her abdomen more comfortable.

King Ping snorted coldly, don't dare? There were so many things she didn't dare.

"You just need to tell me a little about the profits of the shop in your hand." Jiang Qingyue looked at him with great difficulty, and secretly thought in her heart: If it weren't for the inside, I would have cut you a long time ago.

"How much do you want." King Ping pulled her up and put a hat on her head, and the veil was long, covering Allure's face.

"Just look at it." Jiang Qingyue leisurely looked at the hazy world beyond the white veil, and she also had a unique sense of beauty.

"Three-seven-open." King Ping thought for a moment and spoke, paused and added: "Drunken Immortal Lou is not my person. ”

Jiang Qingyue's eyes rolled, nodded and said, "Okay, the prince is refreshing, you are three and I are seven." ”

"You're doing it the other way around." King Ping's hand clenched the reins.

Can you beat her down.

"It seems that the prince does not really care for his subordinates, nor does he think about their lives." Jiang Qingyue leaned back, King Ping was such a beauty, and his body was also a faint bamboo fragrance.

There was suddenly more warmth in her arms, and King Ping's snort was full of the breath on her body, warm and sharp, and he reached out and stroked her neck: "Do you really think so?" ”

Jiang Qingyue felt the roughness of his fingertips coming from his neck, and pursed his lips: "The prince wants to kill me?" ”

In fact, after getting along for so many days, Jiang Qingyue had already discovered that he was not a person who was easy to kill, although the means were ruthless, it was just to save his life.

"You're not afraid?"

"Lord Wang won't, you should understand that if you stay, I will create more profits for you, even if it is thirty percent, it is far more than everything you had before." Jiang Qingyue tilted her head and escaped from his control.

If you look at it from a distance, it is a little more flirtatious.

"I hope you can surprise this king." King Ping withdrew his hand, and now, the storm is coming, and silver is indispensable.

did not make a counteroffer, which made Jiang Qingyue a little surprised.

The two went to the Drunken Immortal Mansion together, and Jiang Qingyue suddenly remembered what he said: The Drunken Immortal Mansion is not his person, so wouldn't it take a lot of trouble to agree with the explanation of the shopkeeper of the Drunken Immortal Building?

Between thoughts, the two of them have arrived.

Looking at the drowsy people sleeping in the dark room, Jiang Qingyue poured a basin of cold water on each person.

"Whew, who is it!" The shopkeepers woke up, looked at the familiar faces in front of them, and the words that several people wanted to curse turned back to their stomachs.

Stretching out her hand to stop their puzzled eyes, Jiang Qingyue spoke: "You will appear here, it is indeed because of me, here can be better to talk about business, yesterday, the wall has ears, it is inconvenient to say it clearly, so this decision is made, a few people are not strange." ”

King Ping, who was watching her not far away, saw a group of people who woke up with cold water, and felt that he had been pitted.

In the dim environment, the mask on King Ping's face was more solemn, and a few people turned around to see it, and they were surprised, just looking at the patterns on it, they also recognized that it was their master, only the shopkeeper of the Drunken Immortal Building, and constantly gave Jiang Qingyue a look, indicating that there was someone behind him.

"Shopkeeper, what's wrong with you, are your eyes uncomfortable?" Jiang Qingyue knew what he meant, but she still stared at her eyes and said innocently.

The shopkeeper of the Drunken Immortal Building gasped and buried his head deeply.

"Okay, don't tease you, he's his own person, you all go into detail and what you do." Jiang Qingyue dragged a chair to sit opposite them, pointed to the table, and put pen, ink, paper, and inkstone on it: "Write while talking." ”

The dungeon-like environment made several people think for a while, and started to write: "In Xialiang Shang, who does grain trading: Wugutang." ”

"Born in Xia Wangfang, those who sell wine, fragrant wine."

"In Xia Rong Jingyi, the one who sells tea, Jiudaocang."

"In Lower Hone, the blacksmith, the blacksmith."

"In Xia Shuwen, the shopkeeper of the Drunken Immortal Building."

A simple and unpretentious good name, Jiang Qingyue nodded, these are not conflicts, but they have a conflict with the tea shop under their own name, and they can only do different marketing models when the time comes.

With all the information in her pocket, Jiang Qingyue asked a few people to go back first, and the rest of the people had their own Ping Wang to say, but the Drunken Immortal Building had to go on its own tomorrow.

The shopkeepers who left under their masks had different thoughts, and Shopkeeper Xia returned to the Drunken Immortal Building before he felt that he had come to life.

The next day, as soon as the shopkeeper Xia fell asleep, he was woken up by Jiang Qingyue, opened the door with thick dark circles, and when he saw her, he politely let people in: "Master." ”

"Wake up, I'm here to talk to you about business."

In the box, Shopkeeper Xia looked at the silver tattoo in front of him, and he didn't know why.

"The potential of several of them is not as good as yours, I am willing to do everything to help you, and these silver are exchanged for sixty percent of your shares." Jiang Qingyue looked at his confused eyes and continued to brainwash.

It is best to convince when a person is sleep deprived.

After a long time, Shopkeeper Xia felt a little headache, nodded numbly, accepted the silver, and signed the paper brought by Jiang Qingyue.

"Okay, in the future, we will be partners." Jiang Qingyue smiled and spoke, although she went to all her private money this time, she at least won the Drunken Immortal Building.

Watching her leave, Shopkeeper Xia came back to his senses, carefully read the agreement signed several times, and finally accepted it with confidence, there was no fraud in it.

The people take food as the sky, and the drunken fairy building can only be the most prosperous restaurant in the capital.

Satisfied, she left the Drunken Immortal Building, and before she had taken a few steps, she anxiously crossed the long street and came to her side: "Princess, it's not good." ”