"Everything else is easy to say, but where are the girls in the museum looking?"

As soon as Zixuan spoke, she was frightened by her own words.

What is the other thing to say?

She has been a shopkeeper for four or five years, but the savings she has saved now are not enough to open another restaurant!

Whew, he said he didn't approve of it, but in fact, he accepted it in his heart and was deeply affected by Rong Ruo.

Zixuan was a little confused, why did she follow Rong Ruo's words!

"Well, you don't have to worry about this, from now on, you just have to do what I say, and I have my own arrangements for the rest!"

Rong Ruo did not clearly inform Zixuan that her specific approach, she didn't say that it was not because she didn't believe Zixuan, but that her ideas and practices might not be accepted in Zixuan's already ingrained thoughts.

What she has to do is to gradually let Zixuan slowly accept her style.

"Okay, I'll see how Childe arranges, if Childe can really open another restaurant within a month, then Zixuan will definitely take Childe's head as a horse!"

Zi Xuan thought, if Rong Ruo really has this ability, then she has earned it, if not, she has nothing to lose!

As for Rong Ruo not to elaborate on how to do it, Zixuan knows that the two don't have much trust now, and they have been the owner for many years, so she naturally knows what to ask and what not to ask.

Although Ziyifang is only a green building, it covers an area more than twice as large as the first restaurant, Yuxiang Building.

Rong Ruo looked at the layout of the museum again, and had a prototype for the retransformation of the museum in his heart.

After Zixuan agreed, she set out to make changes.

Looking at the sky, the sun was slanting in the west, and seeing that it was about to set, Zi Yifang was about to start preparing for business, Rong Ruo got up and said goodbye.

"Today, this dancer and those two singers won't pick up guests, let them practice well, I'll go back and make some preparations, and come back tomorrow morning!"

After Zixuan sent Rong Ruo out, until Rong Ruo disappeared around the corner, she still had some unreal feelings in her heart.

Opening a semicolon in a month is thrilling enough to think about.

After Rong Ruo left, Zi Xuan told Liu Qing about Rong Ruo's words and her plans.

"This Rong Ruo didn't expect it to be an idea."

In the dark room, the young man in brocade listened to Liu Qing's report, and said with a little brisk in his voice.

"Master, do you believe that Rong Ruo's words?"

Liu Qing frowned and asked.

"Believe it or not, just know that his move will be the best cover for us, not to mention, what he asks is also beneficial to us, even if his identity is false."

"And, he's in the light, we're in the dark, and everything is under our control."

The brocade-clothed boy said slowly.

"Yes, my subordinates understand!"

Liu Qing saw that his master didn't care, and only secretly decided in his heart that he would never let Rong Ruo get out of his control in the future.

"By the way, I'm going out tomorrow, and I'll go back in a few days, and I'll leave the matter to you!"

The brocade-clothed young man said, sighing faintly, afraid that this time he would return in vain.

......

After Rong Ruo returned to his residence, he hastily ate a few bites of dinner and began to get busy.

She has to redesign the internal planning of Ziyifang, but fortunately, there is a decoration company under her father's Rong Group in her previous life, and she occasionally helps her father look at the decoration plan designed for customers, and she still knows a little about drawing.

Besides, I watched so many evening parties and stage performances in my previous life, even if I copied one casually, the stage effect in Ziyifang was several times better than the current one.

After scribbling and changing several times, Rong Ruo finally decided on the final plan.

Nothing was said all night.

On the second day, Rong Ruo arrived in Ziyi Fang, first asked Zixuan to find a craftsman with good skills, explained the design drafts he drew to the craftsmen one by one, and then asked the craftsmen to start work according to her sketches.

After Zi Xuan looked at Rong Ruo's most eye-opening room on the second floor, she was busy with the craftsman inside, although she was curious about what Rong Ruo was doing, but it was not easy to disturb her, and when she looked at it, most of the day passed in her anticipation and curiosity.

Finally, Rong Ruo walked out with the craftsman.

Zixuan hurriedly stepped forward, wanting to go in and find out.

"Don't worry, we'll see you in the evening!"

Rong Ruo smiled mysteriously and sent the craftsman out.

Before leaving, he specially instructed the craftsman to keep it secret.

At nightfall, a few of the museum's regulars arrive first.

"There is a special performance today, why don't you wait downstairs for a while and have a scene!"

Zixuan followed Rong Ruo's words and left everyone in the hall downstairs as much as possible.

In a short time, the hall was already full.

"Let's go!"

Seeing that the number of people was almost the same, Rong Ruo spoke.

"We're only halfway there!"

When Zixuan heard this, she reminded her anxiously.

The hall in Ziyifang is actually not big, because the benefactors who come on weekdays go directly to the room with their friends, so the hall is basically a cutscene.

"That's what I want!"

Rong Ruo smiled mysteriously.

With Rong Ruo's gesture, a melodious piano sound came out of the room.

And the door to the room opens from the inside.

"The world is long, passers-by are in a hurry, the tide rises and falls, grievances and grievances, life and death, a few people can see through, the red dust is rolling, the infatuation is deep, the gathering and dispersion will end sometimes, leave half awake, leave half drunk, at least you follow in the dream, I bet on tomorrow with my youth, you exchange your true feelings for this life, I don't know how much sorrow there is in the world, why not walk for a while......"

After the door opened, a free and easy voice penetrated into the ears of everyone present.

The song started, behind the pure white screen inside the door, a black shadow with long sleeves waving, one white and one black, the stark contrast was unforgettable.

Although the black shadow can't see the appearance clearly, the slender waist and body dance with the song, dancing enchantingly, and the people who see it are intoxicated.

Melodious piano sound, free and easy singing, moving dancing.

Not to mention the visitors downstairs, even Zixuan, who was watching from close range, couldn't take her eyes off it.

Although Rong Ruo has heard this song countless times, he still feels deeply when he listens to it again at this time.

Go once in style, okay, she will walk in style in this world.

She didn't expect that the dancing girl would choose this backup dance among the ten songs, and the first song was this one, maybe this was the guidance for her in the dark.

The song stops, the song stops, and the dance stops.

Suddenly there was silence between heaven and earth.

"Okay, it's a good one, it's really wonderful!"

A high-pitched male voice interrupted the silence.

Rong Ruo followed the voice and looked downstairs.

I saw a middle-aged man dressed in a gorgeous costume and a little rich, standing up.

"Whoa!"

"Good!"

As soon as the man's voice fell, the others also reacted and applauded.

"Owner, you are really not interesting, you have a newcomer, but you don't tell me, are you looking down on me Liao?"

Applause fell.

The man in Chinese clothes opened his mouth to Zixuan upstairs, with a little complaint in his words.

"Master Liao, look at what you said, who here doesn't know that you have a lot of money in your pocket, and your family is rich, how dare Zixuan underestimate it!"

Zixuan opened her mouth and held the other party high first.

"Okay, tonight, I want this singing and dancing duo to accompany me, the price is geometric, you just open your mouth!"

Liao Changming is a wealthy man in Shanglong Town, but he is not the richest family.

"Master Liao, don't worry, as the saying goes, you can't eat hot tofu if you're in a hurry."

There is no need for Rong Ruo to remind her, and Zixuan didn't plan to agree in one bite.