Chapter Seventy-Five: Usury

"I knocked on the door."

"I know, I mean, what are you doing?"

The two looked at each other, and Ling Lan realized it later, and she smiled slightly awkwardly.

"It's not that you're too busy and too hard, so I'll send you a cup of tea to rest for a while."

Mo Ziyu raised her eyebrows and looked at her meaningfully talking nonsense.

waited for her to calm down before she said unhurriedly: "Thank you, is there anything else?" ”

Hearing that the man began to drive people away, Ling Lan was dissatisfied and couldn't show it in her heart, she couldn't just leave, there was still business!

"Hmmm! Since you ask so, there is indeed a small matter. ”

Mo Ziyu was amused in her heart, picked up the teacup and took a sip of the temperature, the taste was as usual, and guessed that this should be the other party's "robbery" halfway.

"Tell me about it."

Ling Lan felt that the man was very underbeaten, especially the cold appearance of being high-minded, and he lost his favorability in minutes, and just wanted to clean him up.

But come to think of it, the smiling face has to be maintained, and people have to bow their heads under the eaves.

Knowing the man's temperament and temperament, she simply stopped talking nonsense, she clasped her hands together and stood up straight: "I want to borrow some silver." ”

Sure enough, there is something to ask him, otherwise he would not have such a good attitude.

"How much to borrow?"

"Five hundred taels!"

Mo Ziyu's fingers holding the teacup subconsciously exerted force, almost shattered, and waves appeared in her calm eyes: "This is a trivial matter?" ”

Even though she knew that her goal was to borrow money, Ling Lan couldn't suppress her fire.

"Are you so poor?"

This is the first time Mo Ziyu has seen such a strong and arrogant person borrowing money.

Without waiting for him to speak, Ling Lan continued: "I am willing to pay interest, and the interest is up to you." ”

From the emotion in her eyes, it can be seen that her patience is exhausted, Mo Ziyu feels that she is saying more than half a word, and the other party will throw her hand and leave, this girl's temper seems to have risen.

"Okay, for the sake of us being so familiar, just add fifty taels a month."

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Striding all the way back to Ruyi Pavilion, Ling Lan was angry, this was completely usury! I really don't know how Mo Ziyu can be so mean, what a stingy ghost.

Miss Qi had better come back tomorrow, if it takes a long time, won't she become a part-time job for Mo Ziyu? All the hard-earned money is paid interest to the other party.

She doesn't seem to be right about this account, no wonder her friends in her previous life said that she was not suitable for business, she was not good at math, and occasionally her brain was not good.

The more I thought about it, the more angry I became, but that store was really cost-effective, and I couldn't miss the opportunity to come again, and if I missed it, I am afraid it would be difficult to find such a suitable location again.

But she has no relatives in the capital, no reason, except for Miss Qi, Mo Ziyu must have expected this situation, so the lion opened his mouth.

Lying on the table with an empty mind, time passed slowly, and she seemed to think about a lot of things, but it seemed to be blank and she didn't think about anything.

I don't know how long it has passed, she suddenly sat up and began to look for paper and pencils, since she has decided, she has to do it well, and when she sells the first step, she is afraid that she will not make money? When the time comes, a few hundred taels will not be a problem at all.

As for Mo Ziyu, don't let the other party fall into your hands, otherwise he will look good!

Although Mo Ziyu was hateful, his movements were quite fast, and it didn't take long for Ye Feng to send the silver ticket.

To Ling Lan's surprise, there were six, one hundred taels more than they said.

"Isn't it too much?" She wondered.

Ye Feng shook his head with a smile: "Miss Ling, this is what the adults ordered, I'm afraid you don't need to prepare more." ”

The corners of Ling Lan's mouth twitched, guessing that the monthly interest had also risen from fifty taels to sixty taels...

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The following days were extremely busy, Ling Lan was full of energy when she went out early and returned late every day, and her attitude was also very good when she saw Mo Ziyu, and she didn't seem to take the previous things to heart.

Ten days have passed, and Miss Qi still hasn't returned, Ling Lan looked at the goods in the warehouse thoughtfully.

These days, she went to other ready-to-wear stores and had a certain understanding of the fabrics here, in fact, she didn't have to wait for Miss Qi to come back, she could have a "clearance sale" before the decoration was completed, and she could definitely sell for five hundred taels.

However, I always feel that something is ruined, and anyway, a month has not yet arrived, so I am simply waiting.

She does have a lot of things to do, she has no time to doppelgΓ€nger, the general direction of interior decoration is over, but the remaining details have stopped, and she can't make the shelves and cabinets she wants after finding several waves of craftsmen, which makes her a headache.

If it really doesn't work, she's ready to do it herself, but it will take a lot of time.

On this day, she was explaining the drawings to the carpenter, and the slight changes were made to a simple rotatable display stand, and she asked if the other party could understand.

The new carpenter nodded quickly and walked to the sidelines with the drawings to watch and prepare.

Ling Lan dragged her chin with one hand and was absent-minded, for some reason she had a bad premonition in her heart, and she couldn't tell where to start.

Could it be that he is always looking forward to Miss Qi's return, but the other party has never heard from him?

Or, Mo Ziyu has been surprisingly busy lately, and she doesn't have time to talk to her.

But then again, she's also busy, and even if the other party has time, he can't catch her shadow.

"Call your shopkeeper out, I heard that the store is going to be subleased, and I will accept it."

The person who came had a loud voice and was hoarse, and it seemed to be in the stage of voice change.

Ling Lan turned around and looked over, he was an immature young man, about sixteen or seventeen years old, handsome and extraordinary, he should be the son of a family.

Sister Qiao greeted her and explained softly, but she didn't expect that the young man would not listen to it at all, and it would be a slap when he raised his hand.

"Fuck off, what are you? Call the shopkeeper out. The young man scolded angrily, wiping his palms in disgust.

There was a crisp snap, and Sister Qiao covered her face and stumbled a few steps and almost fell to the ground.

Ling Lan, who didn't take it seriously, stood up suddenly, took three steps and made two steps to Sister Qiao's side.

"Let me see."

Sister Qiao subconsciously shook her head, covering her face with her right hand and was about to retreat.

Ling Lan frowned, forcibly removing her palm, and the anger was even greater, at this time half of her face was already red and swollen, and there were bloodshots at the corners of her mouth.

Seeing her emotional changes, Sister Qiao hurriedly explained: "Don't worry, girl, the slave is fine." ”

At this time, the patience of the young man on his side ran out, and he strode forward and raised his hand to grab Ling Lan's arm: "Who are you?" Don't babble around here. ”

Sensing the man's movements, Ling Lan turned sideways to avoid it, and after standing firmly, she raised her hand and hit back.

Everyone was stunned and froze in place, including the young man who had been beaten.

Ling Lan withdrew her hand and rubbed it gently, her strength hurt a little.

"How dare you hit me?"

The young man finally came back to his senses, he pointed at Ling Lan viciously, his eyes were full of rage.

As soon as he finished speaking, two men dressed as domestic servants rushed in from outside, hurrying to his side and protecting him in the middle.

It can be seen that these two men should have some kung fu, their steps are light and fast, they appear to stand still in the blink of an eye and do not speak, they just stare at Ling Lan vigilantly, as the saying goes, dogs that bite people don't bark...