Sikong Fan had already been cheated by Qiao Wanshi once, so this time he simply asked her what she meant.

Qiao Wanshi picked up the contract that Fang had just thrown on his face and sighed, "I didn't expect that Sikong Fan had a splendid building under him, so this contract can't be used." ”

She thought for a moment and smiled like a fox, "I have two proposals. ”

Yun Qi Niang saw that she was confident, and remembered the evaluation of the girl by her peers in the county -

The girl who started from the owner of Tianxianglou, the cake Shih Tzu...... couldn't help but sneer, how could this kind of fancy frame describe the girl in front of him?

Qiao Wanshi stretched out a finger, "First, in terms of the profit of these drawings in front of me, I and the Splendid Pavilion are fifty-fifty." She stretched out a second finger, "I can divide the two seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter, and provide drawings to the Splendid Pavilion for a long time, and correspondingly, I want to divide the Splendid Pavilion into two percent." ”

Yun Qi Niang gasped for her lion's big mouth, but when she thought of the profit she could bring, she felt completely understandable.

It's just that as a businessman, understanding is understanding, but it is completely unacceptable.

You must know that all their industries are not only to raise soldiers, but also to provide thirty percent to the Seventh Prince, so that he can exchange gifts in Beijing.

The rest is divided between the three of them.

Sikong Fan also knew this, so he didn't even think about giving two words, no.

It was completely in Qiao Wanshi's expectation, "What do you want?" ”

"Simple, the second dividend method, only give one percent."

"That's too little, these patterns just need to be pushed out......"

"It's a problem to push it out." Sikong Fan interrupted her, she was not as good at business as her, but the vision she had cultivated in this era was accurate, "Let me say this, without the Splendid Pavilion, no one will look at your patterns." ”

No matter what era, the so-called brand effect is indispensable. Qiao Wanshi gritted her teeth, "Even if there is no Splendid Pavilion, I can build another high-rise building." ”

Sikong Fan hadn't spoken yet, but the system shouted, "Host, IMHO, you're running out of time. ”

"Shut up, can't I scare him?"

Qiao Wanshi stared at Sikong Fan, who knew that the latter leaned back in the chair relaxedly, and said firmly:

"You have to do it, and you can't even buy the materials you need for your clothes."

Doing cloth is not food, materials are everywhere, if there is no fixed and reliable purchase channel, it is easy to be pitted.

Of course, if you can open your own weaving workshop is another matter, but this is impossible, the cloth sold today, just ordinary cross patterns, there are no less than 100 weaving methods, not to mention silk and satin and other fabrics, really made, it is not to sell clothes, but to weave the mill.

Sikong Fan was sure of her, so he was very sure, "Not to mention that if you want to make clothes, just ask the tailor and embroidery girl to clean your capital." ”

Qiao Wanshi also knew that counting the capital given by the system and the money taken out from Qiao's family, it would only cost five hundred taels of silver, three hundred taels to buy a house, fifty taels to open a cake shop, and a large family's expenses.

Although the cake shop and Tianxianglou have considerable profits, adding up to zero and zero, there can always be eight hundred taels to the sky, but it is not enough to see.

Immediately deflated, he said with a headache: "One component is too little red, and then give a plan." ”

She gave up struggling, and Sikong Fan didn't shirk anymore, looked at her slightly, and stretched out a finger, "Yicheng Splendid Pavilion dividends, plus." Cocking up a second finger, "You give 10% of the income for the new clothes pattern." ”

Qiao Wanshi fell into deep thought when she heard this, and quickly thought about it, and when she saw the man staring at her directly, her heart moved, "What else do you want?" ”

"You are solely responsible for the operation of new clothing styles for spring, autumn, autumn and winter."

The man propped his chin and stretched out his slender fingers to point over, his eyes flashing, and he looked like he had succeeded in his treacherous scheme.

The corners of Qiao Wanshi's eyebrows twitched, and she grabbed his fingers viciously, hating herself for being too small and constantly breaking, "Boss Sikong is a good plan." ”

Give her 20% of the profits from her new clothes, and give her the right to be responsible, what is it that doesn't let her work? But she really has to work hard for income!

She understands the reason, but why is she very unhappy?

"I'm just treating others the way they do."

Qiao Wanshi almost vomited blood, this guy who will be revenged, is still holding a grudge against the third cake shop being pitted!

"Success, handover!"

Generally speaking, the Splendid Pavilion is backed by the Seven Princes, as long as he is supported to ascend the throne, the future will be stable, what is it to suffer a little loss now...... However, when the contract was signed and the handprint was pressed, Qiao Wanshi was so angry by Sikong Fan's villainous appearance that she pressed the thumb of the contract and pressed her head between Sikong Fan's eyebrows.

The fingers were slightly cool, and the point on the center of the eyebrows was like being pecked by a cat, Sikong Fan was suddenly shocked, and his pupils were slightly constricted, reflecting the eccentric girl.

"The old man said that only by putting a red mark can he grow up quickly."

Childish guys!

Qiao Wanshi dried the ink and took the contract into her arms, but turned her head to her boss Kong Fan's gloomy face, like a frightened cat, she said hello to Yun Qi Niang, and ran away.

Her laughter could be heard from afar.

On the one hand, he laughed at Sikong Fan's stupid appearance just now, feeling relieved, and on the other hand, he was also happy to solve the big thing.

Yun Qiniang was so amused by the girl's appearance that she covered her mouth and smiled, but when she saw the red mark between Sikong Fan's eyebrows, she suddenly turned her head silently, and her shoulders shook violently.

Sikong Fan gritted his teeth and pulled out a handkerchief from his arms, dipped it in tea, his fingers trembled slightly, and wiped the red marks between his eyebrows.

That damn woman!

I don't know what came to mind, Yun Qi Niang suddenly smiled, turned around and asked:

"She's really ......"

"Ah, that's right." Sikong Fan paused for a moment and added, "There are two smaller ones. ”

Yun Qi Niang froze for a long time when she heard this, and fell into a long memory, two young girls in the narrow yard were innocently flying kites......

On the other hand, the more Sikong Fan thought about it, the more angry he became, he caught a glimpse of the red mud on the white brocade handkerchief, got up and threw it on the ground, and then walked to the window in the backyard of the study, opened it suddenly, and sure enough, he saw a happy back, and his eyes flew down with a slight squint.

A big living person fell from the sky, Qiao Wanshi was very frightened, and after seeing the person's dark face, she turned around and was about to run.

A large hand struck with lightning and grabbed her by the back collar.

"Where to run?"

Qiao Wanshi blinked, turned her head, coughed lightly, and returned to her senses, "Is there something wrong?" ”

It's as if the cat cub was as cunning as someone else just now.

Sikong Fan approached her step by step, Qiao Wanshi retreated step by step, and finally resisted the blue brick courtyard wall, looking at the road when she came, she was about to smear the soles of her feet.

Bang!

Sikong Fan supported the wall with one hand, and Qiao Wanshi looked sideways, good guy, the walls are cracked!

This wall knock is too cruel!

The man leaned over slightly, his handsome face magnified in front of him, Qiao Wanshi couldn't help but stick to the wall, and she couldn't wait to pass through the wall.

"Dry ...... Why? ”

Facing the big sparkling eyes, Sikong Fanpi didn't smile, reached into his arms, took out a small box, and opened the lid with his thumb, revealing the red mud inside......