Chapter 209: Robbing the shop
Ji Huaiye squinted.
He was born again, but lost many of his memories.
Moreover, Chang Yuqiu, who he saw just now, seems to look different from the princess in his memory.
So I didn't recognize it.
Memories of past lives flood into my mind.
I think of the piles and piles that this woman made.
Ji Huaiye's expression became colder and colder.
This woman has obviously done a lot of evil things, but she is a great good person in the eyes of everyone.
Habitual outfit.
He will be avenged, and he will live a new life, and he will definitely tear open her hypocritical mask.
He looked at Jiang Yao, naturally knowing what she was thinking.
His expression suddenly became extremely gentle: "Yaoyao, concentrate on your business, and leave it to me in Chang Yuqiu." ”
Jiang Yao looked at him.
"My enmity with her is over in this life."
The two of them have already had the same heart.
When Ji Huaiye said this, Jiang Yao took his mind away from Chang Yuqiu.
It's often autumn, and the two of them don't have to work together to deal with it.
If the two of them are together, isn't this a knife for killing chickens?
Ji Huaiye alone is enough.
In the last life, Ji Huaiye died in the calculations of their mother and daughter.
In this life, Mrs. Plum Blossom is not a climate, and she often can't turn over too many waves in autumn.
The two soon forgot about Chang Yuqiu.
Following.
Jiang Yao went to a place.
That place is called Wangshui Lake.
Wangshui Lake is very large, with thousands of blue waves.
There is a dilapidated pavilion by the lake, built next to the water.
In the early morning, the sun is rising, shining on the surface of the lake, and the scenery is particularly beautiful.
Jiang Yao finally chose this location to build a restaurant.
She can imagine that if a restaurant is built here and willows and lotus flowers are planted by the lake, the scenery will be wonderful.
Looking at it from afar, it must look like an ink painting.
A favorite of literati and inkmen.
After Jiang Yao finished reading it, she came to the market and entered a pastry shop.
The shopkeeper of this pastry shop is the owner of the dilapidated pavilion by the lake.
If she wants to build a restaurant there, she has to buy the dilapidated pavilion.
She had already made an appointment with the owner of the pavilion.
Jiang Yao waited downstairs for a while, and an obese middle-aged man ran down from the attic.
"Lady of the Jiang family, you are here, please."
The shopkeeper's surname is Tao.
The shopkeeper Tao invited Jiang Yao to the pantry at the back, ordered his subordinates to serve tea, and chatted with Jiang Yao.
He said that the business of his pastry shop was bad, and that it seemed that a shop was going to open next door, but he didn't mention the attic by the lake.
"Shopkeeper Tao, I won't beat around the bush with you, I came today just for the lakeside attic. A few days ago, we talked about it and paid the deposit, and today, I came to the transfer. Jiang Yao said straight.
The shopkeeper hesitated for a while.
Under Jiang Yao's oppressive eyes, the shopkeeper Tao said honestly: "Jiang family lady, the attic has been sold." ”
"Sold?!" Jiang Yao's eyes widened in shock.
It was the location she had chosen for thousands of years, and, a few days ago, she gave a deposit!
"Lady of the Jiang family, this matter is not authentic, I will return this deposit to you twice." The shopkeeper Tao hurriedly said.
"Shopkeeper Tao, this is not a matter of deposit, this business is about integrity, how can you ......" Jiang Yao was really angry.
She originally thought that the shopkeeper Tao had a good character, but she didn't expect to turn her head and release her pigeon.
She took a fancy to that place, and then changed to other places, all of which were alternatives, but they could not satisfy her.
"More money from the new seller?" Jiang Yao continued to ask.
The shopkeeper Tao hurriedly said: "Jiang family lady, if it's really because of money, I naturally can't do this thing of breaking my word and getting fat." It's because of the other party, I really can't afford to offend. If I don't sell the pavilion to him, then I don't want to do business in the capital. ”
"Who's the seller?" Jiang Yao asked with a frown.
"The son of Prime Minister Chang's family, Chang Ershao." Tao shopkeeper said.
Chang Er Shao, it seems to be called Chang Yun?
Why did Chang Yun grab a shop with her?