"Miss, although Chen Heyan is still small, he has good martial arts, they should be going to do something, don't be too anxious." Zhilan stepped forward to change a new cup of tea for Yun Suyu, and the tender green finely broken tea leaves floated up and down in the white porcelain cup, and occasionally hit a Xuan'er, "By the way, Miss, do you remember that the shopkeeper Hao came to you yesterday, and he just sent someone over to ask, is there a solution to what he told you yesterday?"

Recently, the business of the splendid years is getting bigger and bigger because of the fashionable clothing, beautiful, good quality and low price. But shopping malls are like battlefields, how can you allow your family to be dominant? As a result, other silk and satin shops in Beijing began to imitate or even copy the style of clothes in the splendid years.

The so-called scarcity is precious, and the focus of the rapid growth of the splendid years lies in one word - new.

Now there are other shops in Beijing that have the same style of clothes, new and no new, the business of the splendid years has been greatly discounted, and if it goes on like this, it will be difficult for the splendid years to become bigger, yesterday the shopkeeper Hao came for this matter, and wanted to ask Xia Yun Suyu what he could do.

Yesterday, I was busy looking for someone, so I didn't have time to think about it, but now Zhilan reminded Yun Suyu to think about it again.

Since ancient times, plagiarism and piracy have never stopped? And how can it be stopped? In this day and age, you can't apply for patents, so what else can be done about this? The best way Yun Suyu can think of now is to talk about the splendid years to make a brand, and if you don't apply for a patent, then you can develop your own reputation.

In the future, every time a new style of clothing comes out, what else can be done about this thing on that clothes. It cannot be completely eradicated. Splendid Years can only be made into a brand, even if the style is the same, but Splendid Years as the first brand to launch a new model, then there is still a place to fight.

Write down the idea on the paper and hand it to the little girl, estimating that Yun Suyu didn't want to speak, so she expressed it in words, Zhilan carefully put away the note and turned to leave.

Recently, the business of the splendid years has been good, Yun Suyu is a hands-off shopkeeper, many things have been sent to Zhilan to do, the little maid stays by Yun Suyu's side and waits for less and less, and when Yun Suyu needs to tell other things, most of them can't find her.

At lunchtime, the maid next to Ye Zhao came and invited Yun Suyu to come over and eat with the housewife. Needless to say, Mrs. Su and Yun Su'er have not yet returned, so they should have dinner in the palace. The meal of the two seems to be a little deserted.

In the afternoon, after not raining for several days, it suddenly began to drizzle. The leaves of the crops in the field were crackling with the rain. As soon as the rain passed, the leaves were shiny and shiny, as if a doll had a round belly exposed after eating and drinking.

Yun Suyu was resting in the middle of the room, and was dreaming that the person seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and the bewitching Danfeng eyes were doting, surrounding him. Suddenly, a quick knock was heard at the door, which disturbed the girl's sweet dreams in the quiet afternoon.

"Miss, Miss! Oh no, come on! "It's Zhilan who just went out, what's wrong? Did something happen to the shopkeeper Hao?

The door creaked open, and the cool wind mixed with the drizzle, and the girl who only liked it couldn't help but shiver. "What?"

Turning back to the room and putting on his coat, Yun Suyu asked as he sorted out his clothes.

"Miss, no! Dust and flame are hurt! Check it out! ”

After a meal, the clothes were not in time to be tidied up, so he pulled up the heels of his shoes and rushed into the rain and ran to the courtyard of the two men.

When it rained, the ground was already wet and muddy. Yun Suyu put on his coat and rushed into the rain, walking quickly, the muddy water thrown up by the embroidered heel fell on the corner of the pure white skirt, wetting a large piece, looking from a distance, like a snow-white rice paper, light ink droplets smeared.

The courtyard of Dust and Yan is not too far from Yun Suyu's courtyard, and the wind and fire are half a moment, during which he almost knocked over the health soup prepared for the mistress in the hand of the maid because he was in too haste, Yun Suyu and the little maid finally pushed open the door that had been closed for a long time, and strode into the room to check the status of the two.

The eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, the cold and lofty people are lying flat on the bed, their posture is calm, as if they are asleep, the white clothes are still better than the snow, but the chest is full of red plums, red and white, shocking.

The one kneeling beside the bed, his black hair was high, his eyebrows were furrowed, fine beads of sweat on his forehead slid down the side of his face, his thin lips were tight, his eyes were red, and the green tendons on his neck appeared, as if he was enduring great pain.

Chen's face was as pale as gold paper, but his lips were purple and black, and Yan was kneeling beside the bed at this moment, laboriously pushing the medicine in his hand into Chen's mouth. His movements were not gentle, and even a little rude, his beautiful lips were deformed by Yan's movements, and Yun Suyu felt a little painful when he looked at it.

But the person on the bed did not react, and his face remained calm, like a sleeping beauty in a fairy tale. But it's not so much that he's asleep, it's that he's actually ......

The person beside the bed persevered, and finally opened the sleeping man's teeth and put the pill into his mouth, Yan's eyes lit up, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but bend, as if he saw hope. However, the man was still asleep, his perfectly curved larynx motionless, and he did not swallow.

The cruelest thing in the world, the despair after hope counts as one.

Yan's eyes became more and more red, his eyes were red and cracked, the green tendons of his clenched fists were dense, and the sharp tiger teeth bit through the same purple lips, and in those eyes, the clouds were thick, and hatred was surging, and he saw that his emotions were on the verge of collapse.

Yun Suyu was about to step forward to appease, but before he could come to the front, he suddenly saw Yan's momentum drop suddenly, his eyebrows furrowed, his face turned white, and he vomited out a mouthful of dirty blood with a wow, dyeing all the clothes on his chest red, just like the person on the bed.

The steps under his feet increased, and he stepped forward in three steps and two steps, catching the crumbling body. Yan closed his eyes weakly at this moment, and vaguely saw the anxious look on the face of the girl with delicate eyebrows and eyes, it was her, she came.

But what's the use of her coming? She couldn't help anything. Turning his head to look at the bed, the man's cold eyebrows were picturesque, even if his lips were purple, it was difficult to hide his elegance.

The eyes were very dry, blinking his eyes, tears fell like beads with broken threads, Yun Suyu was stunned, Yan has always acted openly and high-spirited, how could he have thought that he would have such a tearful appearance today, it can be seen how important dust is in his heart.

The wrist was suddenly wrapped in an unusual temperature, it was Yan's hand, Yun Suyu frowned, the person had tears on his face, lined with a low stature, like a coquettish and crying child.

"Save him!"

The pleading in Yan's eyes stimulated Di Yun Suyu's eye circles to heat, and between the blurred eyes, two lines of warm liquid slashed down his cheeks. Yan frowned, his throat shook, and he spit out a mouthful of blood for the first time, splashing the two of them, and the pair of fire-like eyes gradually became unconscious, and the eyelids struggled twice before they closed.