Mo Xinyao, who ran back to the yard crying, finally lay on her bed, her whimpering sound was endless, and the handkerchief in her hand was wringing deadly.

When Zhen came, the maid and the woman were trembling and didn't dare to step forward.

Zhen motioned for them to go down, went into the inner room by himself, patted his daughter on the shoulder and took a deep breath.

"Didn't I say that, you kid? It's okay don't provoke your brother, your brother knows what to do, he's been aggrieved enough for so many years, and you still want to say something unpleasant. ”

"What kind of brother is he, he knows that he loses his temper at his sister, he just has no ability, no ability."

"You..." Zhen Shi trembled a little angrily, and wanted to raise his hand to slap her, but he endured it again and again when he thought of something, and comforted him softly: "Xin Yao, don't be unreasonable." ”

"Mother, who is making trouble? Is that mother and daughter so difficult to deal with? What kind of business game does my brother have to play with them, what's the point, cut the grass and eradicate the roots, draw salary from the bottom of the kettle, I want to see, it's very easy to do... ”

After speaking, she got up and wiped her tears, with a hint of fierceness in her eyes.

"You, what are you going to do?"

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"Haha, I didn't think about it, I really couldn't swallow this breath, and I actually put all the Nishang Pavilion out. Now he lost a lot. Wan'er was laughing and talking to Mo Weiyu about business.

"So who are the current owners?"

"His shops have been divided up by several owners, and Yun San has also re-signed an agreement with them, and there will still be Nishang Pavilion in the capital in the future, and their goods will come out of the Nishang workshop, we make a big head, and they make a small head."

Wan'er explained excitedly.

"Well, the workshop over there in Nanning must be paid attention to, and the pattern must be done well, so as not to let people find anything."

Yes, these days, the original shopkeepers got together to disrupt this, how to hide people's eyes, the workshop invited a lot of embroiderers, division of labor assembly line work. No one knows what the daily production will be.

No one even knew that in fact, those goods were shipped out of the capital, and the workshop was just a cover-up.

Only Wan'er and Chang Lu knew that the goods that fell from the sky were brought back by the young lady and given to her by the immortals.

And this must not be known to anyone.

"That Liu Mei, give her a sum of money that is enough for her retirement. Settle her. ”

"Miss is merciful."

Wan'er smiled, Mo Weiyu shook her head lightly: "She also had to do it as a last resort, so we have to be forgiving and forgiving." ”

Speaking of which, I remembered the business of supplying confectionery materials.

"Nowadays, the Nanie family's dim sum is selling more and more hot, and more and more materials are needed. Although we have left a yard as a warehouse, it is not enough. ”

Speaking of which, I remembered that I had a warehouse in the modern community, an empty house, although it was enough for the time being, I am afraid that it will be enough in the future, and I have more and more things to bring back.

"If only our house were bigger."

Wan'er and Chang Lu also nodded approvingly.

The melodious sound of the flute sounded again.

Mo Weiyu got up and looked out the window: "Who lives next door?" His house looks huge, if only he could sell us some of it. ”

As she looked over, Wan'er and Chang Lu also looked over, not talking about the Nie Mansion next door, but on the other side.

The house where the melodious flute often sounds. At the beginning, I also sent snacks to the family, but only one child in the family received the gift, and the next day I sent some pen, ink, paper and inkstone as a return gift, and I never came back again.

"I don't know what it is, and people can't hear it." Wan'er shook her head, and immediately looked at Chang Lu, does Chang Lu know?

She has a lot of ways to do other people's things in the hall, and the things that the young lady gives her can eavesdrop on and peek at.

"Miss, the slave maid didn't find out who lived next door, it seems to be a rich family, but there are very few people in the house. There are only one or two people who come out to buy, and the master in the house is also very mysterious, and he can't see or hear it. Even Nie Fu didn't know where the family came from. ”

After Chang Lu finished speaking, Mo Weiyu's face showed a trace of curiosity: "It's interesting." ”

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At night, Mo Weiyu slept deeply, and Wan'er and Chang Lu had just closed their eyes on the side couch next to her bed.

In addition to sleeping in the bedroom, the young lady sometimes sleeps in the warehouse, if she sleeps in the warehouse, she doesn't need to be accompanied, and the two of them must stay in the bedroom all the time, maintaining a kind of lady resting in the bedroom all the time.

In another time and space, the modern Mo Weiyu has already woken up and started a busy and sufficient day.

Now she buys flour, sugar, baking powder, butter and other ingredients for snacks every other week, and ships a batch of custom-made goods from the factory every month. I attend classes every weekend, but this time I really have a teacher who is a real doctor.

He is a doctor in a high-end private hospital, and in his spare time, he comes to give himself theoretical lectures, and sometimes takes himself to clinical observation.

This is really a good thing that Mo Weiyu never dreamed of.

"Teacher Qu, then I'll go first."

After a class, Mo Weiyu got up and said goodbye to Qu Wei with a smile, Qu Wei nodded with a smile, looked at her departing back, and nodded constantly: "What a wonderful person, no wonder that guy Hua Huanbo has been loyal for so many years." With that, he shook his head, got into the elevator, and turned to go upstairs to a studio of his own.

As soon as he prepared some items, Hua Huanbo's figure appeared in front of him.

"Here we are." He said hello casually, and the movements of his hands did not stop.

"Sit down."

Hua Huanbo took off his blazer, sat on a comfortable chair, and took a deep breath.

"It's been a lot better lately, haven't you?" Qu Wei asked.

"Yes, I make a lot of money on diet, and I feel a little stronger."

"Sure enough, sure enough, you are depressed, and now, if you continue to treat, you will definitely recover, and your body is no problem at all."

When Hua Huanbo heard the word depression again, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, depression?

Is it true? Depression?

Could it be that I am holding the secret in my heart too amazing, I am too lonely, too afraid, so I have depression? And not that kind of twin influence?

Is the body okay at all?

In fact, every time I checked, I really couldn't find out the exact symptoms, which made me even more panicked, and I was more and more sure that it was affected by that incident, but what I didn't expect at all was that I was actually scared and scared sick?

This, this is too embarrassing, but fortunately, I found Qu Wei to see. And he didn't understand his situation.

"You have no one around now, what are you dissatisfied with, what are you depressed about? Don't hide it from me, what can make you ask me so solemnly for so many years, that girl, is that the person you have been looking for? “

chatting lazily with Qu Wei, Hua Huanbo relaxed and slowly began psychological counseling.

On the other side, Mo Weiyu returned to the house where he lived, and first inspected the warehouse, that is, the empty house he rented, with a large and empty first floor. The living room is spacious with a bed. There are piles of goods all around. It is the goods of the tun this time.

I returned to the same upstairs residence as myself, washed and eaten, and went on the network as always.

After thinking about something, I turned on my computer and sent a message to a familiar number.

"Can you buy a weapon?"

After sending it, she regretted it a little, weapons? Weapons?

During these days, the netizen named Sun Moon Zheng can help him sell things and buy things for himself.

Strange things, he can buy them, what bugs, what generators...

But weapons? He wouldn't consider himself an outlaw, would he? Thinking of this, I wanted to withdraw it, but I couldn't withdraw it. I couldn't help but scratch my hair in a hurry.

"Yes, what weapon?" Suddenly, the other party wrote back to him.