Chapter Eighty-Eight: A Little Thing in the Chess Hall
On the second day, Bai Jinghao instructed Chun Shi to go to the front yard to find the second brother to borrow old clothes, and pretend to be the son's brother and take Zhu Si and Liu Wu out.
She is now nominally in charge of Zhongfeng, and it is naturally convenient for her to leave the house, so she went directly to the east of the city.
I deliberately asked Qiao's mother for the address, but when I rushed there, I didn't see any pawnshop, but there was a chess hall.
Bai Jing was kindly disappointed, so she simply ordered a pot of tea in the window next seat on the second floor.
Zhu Si inquired and learned that the pawnshop had closed many years ago, and this shop had opened a chess club the year before last after several turnovers.
In such a lively area, I don't know what the owner thinks.
Bai Jinghao held the teacup and watched the bustling street market outside, and the pawn dealer shouted loudly.
Approaching the Spring Festival, they are all extremely busy.
Thinking that Qin Rou was no longer in charge this year, and she was responsible for the New Year's banquet at home, Bai Jinghao locked her eyes on the sweetheart pastry shop diagonally opposite, took the silver to Liu Wu, and instructed him to pick up the good ones and buy some to take home.
She sat quietly, looking out the window from time to time, and then looking back at the shopkeeper who was walking downstairs.
The boss was very young, in his twenties, with a round face, a small figure, and seemed very kind, standing from the sidelines from time to time to watch the situation of the opponents.
Along the way, starting from the current owner of this shop, you can always find the owner of the pawnshop that left money.
Bai Jinghao was not in a hurry, just quietly waited for him to come up.
The boss really arrived at her side quickly, and said politely: "Is the person waiting for Childe late?" If you find it boring, I am willing to talk to you about it. β
He is a good chess person, and likes to make friends, usually there are customers in the store who are missed, and they will play two games with each other to comfort each other's mood.
Bai Jinghao didn't make an appointment, so naturally there was nothing to talk about.
But he took the initiative to find it, and he was in his own arms, and stretched out his hand with a smile, "Boss, please." β
The boss's surname is Fang, and he sits opposite her with a smile, and calls people to play chess.
Piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, Bai Jinghao, like most daughters in the boudoir, still prefers piano and painting, but her grandfather is good at playing chess and calligraphy, so he also came into contact with it when he was young.
I haven't touched it for many years, but it's still hand-raw.
Fang Youcheng is a person who is proficient in this field, but he put the lid back on the chess game in two games.
He didn't go down.
Bai Jinghao smiled a little embarrassed, "I'm not good at chess, so I have you to accompany me for so long." β
Fang Youcheng shook his head and said slowly: "Childe has a distraction, he didn't come here to play chess. β
When Liu Wu came back with a lot of snacks, Bai Jing saw that Fang Youcheng wanted to leave, so he first ordered him and Zhu Si to wait outside the door.
"Boss stay."
Fang Youcheng paused to get up, sat down again, looked at her face, and instructed the little servant to call a pot of tea again.
"Is Childe here to find you?"
Bai Jing sighed with emotion, and he didn't beat around the bush, and said directly: "Yes, I want to ask the boss about something." β
"Childe came here, and he ordered people to go out to inquire and go to other shops to buy snacks, and he was upstairs to observe for a long time, and sure enough, something happened. Fang is stupid, I don't know where he offended his son? β
He was humble and polite, but it seemed that Bai Jing was not good at coming to the door.
She hurriedly explained: "It's not that I have a holiday with my son, I just want to ask the boss, who did you buy this shop from?" β
"Childe wants this shop?"
Bai Jing saw that he had made up for the misunderstanding in his own mind, and said weakly: "I just want to ask Gongzi, who the former owner of this shop is, and where he lives." β
"This ......" seems to have finally confirmed that the other party is not looking for fault, but also sincerely looking for the predecessor, Fang Youcheng is relieved, but he is embarrassed, "People are dealing with it privately, and they don't want to reveal their identities." β
"This matter is important to me, and I ask the boss to inform me."
Fang Youcheng is still difficult.
"Is it from the government?" Bai Jing is so tentative.
She knew that some official residences in Beijing were beautiful on the surface, but in fact, they had a difficult family, and they would sell their property for the government to maintain the family faΓ§ade. Usually, these families will ask the other party to keep their identities secret when they sell their properties.
Fang Youcheng saw that she was transparent and nodded, "It's some background." β
Bai Jing was so silent.
She doesn't like to be strong, not to mention that the other party's attitude also shows that he won't speak.
Some people seem amiable, but in fact they are very principled.
"That's a problem boss."
She compromised like this, which surprised Fang Youcheng.
The little guy had a new cup of tea, but they had nothing to say.
Fang Youcheng stood up incredulously, walked two steps and looked back at her, as if he couldn't believe it and let himself go.
Bai Jinghao is naturally unwilling, but it is useless to mess around, so he will not do it.
The tea in her palm was steaming, and there was the sound of chess pieces falling on the board in her ears, she closed her eyes, thinking that she would go back first after drinking this cup of tea.
Knowing this place, the future is long.