Time is like flowing water, and the scene of January quietly passes between the fingers.

During these days, in addition to his normal daily practice as usual, Qin Feng practiced the Three Thousand Hope Qi Method at all times, and thought about how to do what he wanted to do at the beginning.

Inside Mochizuki, Shopkeeper Peng had just returned from Qi Yuan City and was reporting on the operation of the branch.

He looked excited: "Young Master, although there are only three branches in Qi Yuan City, the monthly profit is enough to be compared to one-fifth of the monthly profit of Shang Jinyang City.

Among them, the largest profit is the third-floor restaurant specially set up for your customers, and seven or eight cents of the profit comes from here."

Qin Feng raised his eyebrows, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, Qi Yuancheng is an old Heavenly City, and there are still many rich dogs in the city.

Looking at the heavy cash box piled up in the room by Shopkeeper Peng, Qin Feng couldn't help but think of the white-clothed figure dressed as a man.

The profits of this Mochizuki Ju will be shared by that guy.

"I don't know where she is at this moment? Could it be Yulin City?

After all, she is the young master of Jubaozhai in Yulin City." Qin Feng muttered to himself.

It's not that he wants to give it to people, after all, how can a businessman be in a hurry to send money?

It is nothing more than seeing the great success of the Qi Yuancheng branch, he wants to spread the business model of Mochizuki Ju to the entire Daqian like Jubaozhai.

To do that, experience and connections are indispensable.

The young master of Jubao Zhai, who disguised herself as a man, could provide him with a lot of help in this.

However, Yulin City was too far away from Jinyang City, and he couldn't confirm whether that guy was necessarily in Yulin City, so this idea was never put into action.

Shopkeeper Peng was still chattering excitedly over there: "The most correct decision that the little one has ever made in this life is to come to Mochizuki Residence and follow you, the eldest young master.

It's a pity that this Jinyang City is too small, and the eldest young master can't show his hands.

Otherwise, if the eldest young master is allowed to enter the imperial capital Fengtian City, he will definitely be able to do something great!"

Shopkeeper Peng is convinced of this.

Qin Feng raised his eyebrows, and Shopkeeper Peng's words reminded him of the sporadic pictures he saw when he performed stargazing.

Since my father dragged his family from Fengtian City to Jinyang City, he has never returned to the imperial capital, and more than ten years have passed in a blink of an eye.

I don't know when the next time I return to Fengtian City.

"The water in Fengtian City is very deep, if you really get there, you have to coil if it's a dragon, you have to squat if it's a tiger, if you want to do something big, how can it be so easy?" Qin Feng smiled and shook his head.

Leaving Mochizuki Residence and going to the Demon Slayer Division, Lord Zhou has not returned yet.

Calculating the time, more than a month has passed, and I don't know what happened in Fengtian City.

In front of the case, Shi Ziming looked at the piles of official documents with a sad face.

Jinyang City has become the land of dragon veins, although it has not yet been officially established as a heavenly city, but I don't know how much more trivial things on weekdays are than before.

The taste of Qinglou, he hadn't tasted it for a long time.

"The city has built a protective barrier, and the guards are much stronger than before, so the population is increasing.

I've heard that there are a lot of beautiful girls in the green building, but unfortunately, I haven't had time to go."

Qin Feng looked strange: "Lord Shi, you are not a small one, don't linger in such fireworks all day long, find a good home as soon as possible, and live a good life is the right way."

"Hey, you kid still educated me? You see I'm so busy with trivial things, where can I have such idle time to fall in love with a woman."

It's all an excuse, you just like all kinds of buses and don't like private cars. The corners of Qin Feng's mouth twitched.

"After the ghoul disaster in Shuliang City, Lord Zhou set off for Fengtian City, why hasn't he come back yet?"

Shi Ziming finished reading the official document, put it aside, stood up and poured himself a cup of tea, and said as he drank it, "Who knows? Maybe it's because he usually collapses too much

I just want to take this opportunity to relax and relax."

"Lord Zhou is not that kind of person." Qin Feng shook his head.

"Hey, circumstances change a person.

The prosperity of Fengtian City is beyond your imagination.

I once went there, and the girls in the green building were all smart, and if you took out any of them, they could be the Oiran here.

Perhaps, our Lord Zhou is also immersed in that gentle country and can't extricate himself."

Lord Zhou is not you. Qin Feng was about to speak, but his eyes suddenly widened, just because behind Shi Ziming, at the entrance of the lobby, Zhou Kai's figure actually appeared.

"Lord Shi, don't talk nonsense, Fengtian City is the imperial capital after all, and the process there is cumbersome, just to meet the Ming Emperor, you need to go through many checkpoints.

Lord Zhou may have been delayed by important matters, not necessarily."

"What is it important to delay so long?" Shi Ziming raised his eyebrows: "Although Lord Zhou holds a grudge, but people are not here at the moment, why are you still looking forward and backward like this?"

According to me, he must have enjoyed himself in Mukden City."

When Qin Feng heard this, he was startled in his heart, and hurriedly signaled with his eyes, but Shi Ziming obviously had a grudge for a long time before, and as soon as Lord Hei Zhou's word box was opened, he couldn't close it.

"Master Zhou is good at everything, but he is too serious, so many official documents have been carefully read through each one, when will this work be done?"

"Also, he usually looks like he doesn't smile, and people who don't know think he's facial paralysis."

"I've never seen anyone as small-bellied as him."

Looking at Lord Zhou's darkening face, Qin Feng lowered his head silently, he didn't want to care anymore.

After about half a pillar of incense, Shi Ziming, who had finished complaining, let out a breath.

After the boring review of the official documents, I said what was in my heart, and it was really much easier.

Drinking all the tea in the cup and looking at Qin Feng, he was puzzled, "Why do you look like this?"

Qin Feng didn't answer, just showed a slightly sympathetic look.

Shi Ziming, who suddenly felt that something was wrong, hurriedly turned around and looked, only to see that Lord Zhou's face was already like the bottom of a blackened pot.

"Lord Zhouzhou, when will you come back?" Shi Ziming stammered.

"When you say that sentence that you can't extricate yourself from immersed in tenderness." Zhou Kai's face was expressionless, he swept past Shi Ziming, sat on top of the case, and glanced at the piles of official documents.

"It's only been a little over a month, and there are so many official documents left, it seems that I was too kind to you in the past."

As soon as these words came out, Shi Ziming's body staggered, and he almost didn't stand firm.

"I still have something to say to Lord Shi, Qin Feng, you will go back first today.

Presumably, it won't be long before Emperor Ming's decree reaches the Qin Mansion."

Qin Feng originally wanted to stay a little longer to see the excitement, but when he heard this, he immediately showed a look of surprise.

"Divine decree? Lord Zhou, what holy decree?"

"You'll find out later."