Wen Renqian's eyes instantly enlarged, she had known Ouyang Junnuo for so long, she didn't know that he still had this skill, no wonder she could take care of so many cumbersome general accounts by herself, and she was exactly the same!

The butler stepped forward and said softly: "Young master, :///"

Ouyang Junnuo made the last stroke on the paper, and the hand that played with the abacus stopped. Elegantly held up his glasses, his eyes were gentle and dark: "Night, a thousand uniques, come and sit." ”

He got up and led them into the house.

The hollow incense burner burns with curling green smoke, which is not choking, and the taste is indescribably indifferent and good.

The housekeeper attached his ear to Ouyang Junnuo's ear and talked about the waterwheel outside.

Behind the lenses, a dark look flashed, and a faint arc appeared on Ouyang Junnuo's lips, and then, he controlled it, and just said lightly: "I know." ”

The butler stopped bothering the guests and turned and walked out.

"How's it going?"

Baili sat down all night, his voice was indifferent and lazy, and his whole body leaned on the chair carelessly, and there were no ups and downs in his expression.

Wen Renqian never understood what they were talking about, but since she was called, there must be something.

So he raised his cheeks and waited for Ouyang Junnuo's answer.

"It's done."

Ouyang Junnuo turned around, opened a box, pulled out a thick pile of paper from it, slapped it on the table, and then gave Baili Shuye and Wen Ren Qianjue half a point each.

Wen Ren got his part.

"It's ...... Accounts? "I've never eaten pork and I've always seen a pig run, it's written in great detail, and every business is recorded in the book.

"Hmm." Ouyang Junnuo crossed his fingers, sat upright on the chair, and said with indescribable luxury: "The transaction accounts of those Gentiles." ”

Wen Ren Qian turned through it casually, not only very clearly, but I am afraid that even some secret underground transactions have been found out clearly!

Ouyang Junnuo's business network is really terrible!

Baili Shuye lightly slapped the thick pile of accounts on the table, and said coldly: "No problem? ”

Judging from the accounts, there is no derailment at all!

The transaction couldn't be more regular, it's like awarding them the best business owner of the year!

"Nope." Ouyang Junnuo shook his head, the accounts in his hand must be true, and there will be no omissions! He said no, then, there must be none.

"Strange ......" Wen Ren frowned, and threw those things on the table: "You guys are checking on this group of people?" ”

"Can't you see?"

The indifferent voice of Baili Night suddenly sounded, extremely noble, but chilling people's hearts.

I don't know why, thinking of the housekeeper's attitude towards Qianjue just now, a feeling of irritability arose in my chest inexplicably.

Ouyang Junnuo has already said that he wants to compete fairly, and the housekeeper must also know that his young master is pursuing a thousand people......

That kind of enthusiasm is not an ordinary appreciation for people.

It is allegiance to the young master's wife.

Wen Ren Qian tilted his head slightly, and the sparse look on his ruffian smile was so beautiful, it made people suddenly feel like a world away: "I can see this, I can't see your purpose of checking them." ”

For the poisonous tongue of a hundred miles of night, people are used to hearing it.

Naturally, she had her own way of fighting back.

Baili Suye's indifferent eyes drooped, and it seemed that his gaze fell on the thick pile of paper, and he looked peerless, and did not answer.

"Their whereabouts are secretive. The more normal it is, the more abnormal it is. Ouyang Junnuo held up his glasses, his movements were elegant and handsome, and his gentle eyebrows and eyes had a kind of black belly temperament.

He goes through the facts: "These people have very suspicious intentions, and they seem to have a great interest in water sources. With the Gu people that Yeluxiu once found, the target should be one. This should not be underestimated. So, we've been looking into this recently. Qianjue, what about you? ”

"I was checking the caster of the soul technique, and I accidentally bumped into Baili Chuchen and came into contact with this group of people, and pursued them all the way."

Wen Ren lazily propped up his chin and said slowly and logically.

"You...... See? ”

Ouyang Junnuo's expression changed, and he seemed to be very interested.

"Hmm." Wen Ren recalled a thousand times: "And this person also met with me." Just now in the teahouse opposite the official mansion, he was a middle-aged man with a lock of white hair in his hair. ”

"This man...... It's Yunfeng's people. ”

Ouyang Junnuo accurately took out an account and put it in front of Wen Qianzhuo, with the name of the middle-aged beautiful uncle written on it: Fang Yongyan.

"No wonder."

Wen Ren Qianjue continued: "In the drawer of the first hundred miles, there is Yeluxiu's prince jade pendant, there should be a connection between them, you should also pay attention to it." Nothing happened, so I left first. ”

"Wait."

When she got up, the dark figure didn't move, and Ouyang Junnuo opened his mouth.

"Huh?"

Hearing a thousand people look back.

Ouyang Junnuo's complexion was pale, and his dark look crossed his eyes: "Since you're here, stay and eat." Mother's side is ready. And the night. ”

He looked at the night.

It's just that the man got up lazily and looked at it indifferently: "I still have something." ”

With that, the people left Ouyang Mansion.

I didn't look back. I didn't even say a word to Wen Ren.

"The night is this temper, don't you mind." Ouyang Junnuo walked up calmly, his voice extremely gentle. It's like a warm spring, and it's very comfortable.

Unconsciously, the brow stretched.

"Get used to it." Wen Ren Qianjue's tone was light, and there were no ups and downs in his voice.

He can do whatever he likes, it's her business!

I didn't want to stay for this meal, but among the two people, one has already left, so it's not good to ask people to prepare in vain. So Wen Qian stayed behind.

That night, the moonlight dissolved.

Wen Ren Qianjue did not return to the Peacock Pavilion for the time being, and in Ouyang's family, the emperor would not make any moves.

The light and shadow shine, and the dishes on the table are simple but extremely complex. For example, the scallop is Jiang Yao, the stigma meat of a shellfish, that is, its adductor muscle.

Pry open a Jiang Yao, and only get a little bit of meat the size of the tip of a little finger.

Extremely fresh and delicious.

Therefore, it is very precious.

"Somebody, try this. I made this myself. "Mrs. Ouyang has always had no shelves, and she gently sandwiches the dishes for Wen Ren.

In the past, Mrs. Ouyang also treated Wenren Xuexi very well.

However, it is only a superficial effort. The Wen family has no relationship with the Ouyang family for a long time.

There is nothing to hear about people, and Mrs. Ouyang will not be kind to her.

"Thank you, Mrs. Ouyang." Hearing people's thousands of lips, a light smile. She usually looks like a little ruffian, but at the dinner table, she can definitely handle it.

Elegant as a true nobleman.

The atmosphere was very harmonious. It was strange to find that he was in Ouyang's house, and he had an inexplicable family atmosphere.

It may be that Mrs. Ouyang is too easy-going, or it may be that Ouyang Junnuo is very gentle.

Originally, the three of them had a good meal, but suddenly, the housekeeper walked in and whispered a few words in Ouyang Junnuo's ear: "Young master......"

"At this time?" Ouyang Junnuo's voice was faint, but he raised his eyebrows coldly.

Mrs. Ouyang put down her chopsticks: "What's wrong?" ”

"It's nothing, my uncle died, and my aunt came with my cousin." Ouyang Junnuo waved his hand lightly: "Arrange a room for them first." I'll go over after I've eaten. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the door was opened.

A woman pounced indiscriminately at Ouyang Junnuo: "Junnuo! How old is your child, let my aunt see! ”

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The sound of the chair rubbing against the ground sounded, and Ouyang Junnuo retreated three feet silently, avoiding the woman's pounce.

The woman stopped in mid-air awkwardly, her clothes were also gorgeous, but they were very vulgar, pink willow green, and she wore one: "Juno? Sister-in-law? ”

Mrs. Ouyang's expression was faint, and she got up normally: "Why didn't you say a word before you came?" ”

The smile on his lips was very gentle, smiling, but it never reached the bottom of his eyes.

Behind the woman, a girl in a goose yellow dress walked up and gently blessed Mrs. Ouyang and Ouyang Junnuo: "Uncle, cousin, Biqing greet." ”

The girl is quite delicate and good-looking, with soft eyes, like a little daisy blooming in the wind.

At this moment, the position of Wen Qianjing became a little less embarrassing.

This is a family meeting, no matter how she says, she is an outsider. The feeling just now suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Ouyang Junnuo got up calmly, his long body was jade, handsome enough to make all the women in the world go crazy, and he also smiled: "My aunt and cousin are far away, they must be dusty, it is better to rest first, and after settling down, Junnuo will naturally go to visit." ”

The woman didn't appreciate it: "I'm tired and hungry all the way." It just so happens that you're eating, too. When he turned around, he said to the housekeeper: "Add two pairs of bowls and chopsticks." ”

The housekeeper didn't move.

This family, who is the master, he is clear!

Except for the master's statement, no one can call him at will.

"What's the matter, you didn't hear me?" The woman's voice immediately rose an octave.

The girl named Biqing grabbed her mother's arm, frowned and shook her head, "Mother, I'm not hungry, let's listen to my cousin first, let's go settle down." ”

It's a stalemate.

Ouyang Junnuo waved his hand and said coldly: "Add two pairs of dishes and chopsticks." ”

"It's still Junnuo who knows how to hurt people." The woman smiled and walked straight over, her eyes swept to Wen Qianjue's body: "Sister-in-law, who is this?" ”

"Hear a thousand people, friends of Juno." Mrs. Ouyang smiled faintly.

She didn't mention the identity of the third lady who was once known to be a thousand people, knowing that she was ashamed of her, she was her, not anyone else.

Heard of a thousand people?

This name sounds familiar. But the woman didn't think about it for a while, and put her daughter Biqing in the middle of Ouyang Junnuo and Wen Ren.

himself, sat beside Mrs. Ouyang.

Wen Ren raised her eyebrows and didn't speak, she has seen a lot of this kind of rice bucket. It's just that Bi Qing around him is a little pitiful.

Biqing was very cramped, knowing that her mother's behavior was wrong, and it was not easy to speak out, so she could only sit in the middle of the two with a crimson face, very embarrassed.

A delicate and gentle little face tensed.

When the dishes and chopsticks came up, everyone else had no appetite, but the woman ate happily, and kept picking up vegetables for her daughter, and Biqing had no choice but to eat it.

"Qianjue, why don't I send you back first."

Ouyang Junnuo got up lightly, walked to the side of Wen Qianjing, and gently put on a coat for her.

The action couldn't be more gentlemanly!

The woman just saw it, remembered it coldly, and immediately blurted out: "Ah! I know who you are. Aren't you just the third lady of waste in the capital back then? Are you from the Wenren Mansion? Dad doesn't care about my mother, how can I have the opportunity to eat with such an excellent nephew as me? ”

Wen Qianji's expression was cold, and the corners of his mouth picked up a sneer.

The owner is still there, and she openly insults the relatives of the Ouyang family, which seems to be not in line with etiquette, but this woman is too ignorant!

"Mother!" Biqing was also anxious, her delicate little face was full of red!

"Yes. It's her. ”

Ouyang Junnuo's voice was still dark, and it sounded indifferently: "Because I plan to pursue a thousand uniques, I invite her to my home for dinner." He raised his eyes, elegant and straight, and the name of the first noble son in the capital did not come for nothing.

The voice was as light as water: "Is there something wrong?" ”

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