I went downstairs and met the people drinking tea at the table.

He Yunchu sighed, it's really 'five hundred taels'!

As soon as Fang Chuyu saw someone, he couldn't sit still, and jumped over: "The little lady of the He family!" ”

Little lady?

He Yunchu: "Call sister." ”

"I don't!" Fang Chuyu inserted his waist: "You want to take advantage of me." ”

He Yunchu clasped his hands to his chest, helpless: "Say, what do you want to talk about?" ”

Recently, this Fang Chu Yu has been drilling into Liuxiu Fang every day, and He Yunchu heard some of it.

Sister Xiang said that the child asked to see her several times.

However, He Yunchu was either busy or sick.

As soon as the notice of the 'shareholder' came out last night, as soon as the door opened today, Sister Xiang was blocked by five hundred taels of silver tickets.

"I'm going to invest, aren't you short of money now? The master sent the money. ”

He Yunchu pinched the five hundred taels of silver tickets, and didn't say to accept it, nor did he say no: "What are you for?" ”

Without a veil today, Fang Chuyu was fascinated by this stunning face that was close to him.

His face turned red, and he said, "For, can't you do it?" ”

He Yunchu slapped the silver ticket on his chest: "No." ”

"Why?!" Fang Chuyu was excited: "If you want money, I'll give you money, if you don't sell it, I'll just come over every day to see you, the master doesn't like to use strong!" ”

He Yunchu had a headache.

She didn't know how to explain that she was looking for a partner, not an investor.

In order to allow people to invest in Liuxiu Fang, there must be some doorway, or business insights, or provide some support that she needs next.

The Fang family is rich.

She had heard Sister Xiang say that the Fang family was rich.

But if you take the five hundred taels and hold a shareholders' meeting in the future, what if this little boy will only blush at her?

He Yunchu didn't want this.

"Young Master Xie Fang loves you, but I really can't stand it."

"You!"

"Ouch!" Sister Xiang's heart was about to ache to death: "This is five hundred taels of silver tickets, He Yunchu, what do you want, why can't Fang Gongzi?" ”

"That's it, you give the master a reason!"

He Yunchu couldn't give a reason.

In short, Fang Chuyu was not the person she wanted.

The three of them argued and froze in the living room.

Mei'er understood the look of her eyes, and came over with a bowl of lotus seed porridge: "Don't be angry first, Sister He's illness is not yet complete, so I'm angry again." ”

Sister Xiang complained: "Is she angry or am I angry?" Don't even want business delivered to your door! ”

He Yunchu was indeed uncomfortable.

She sat down, stirring the bowl of porridge, but she had no appetite at all.

"What's going on? Why don't you eat a little? ”

He Yunchu sent a mouthful of porridge into his mouth, and before he could swallow it, a wave of nausea came up.

Pushing away the porridge, she slapped her chest hard.

Sister Xiang said ruthlessly, which will worry about the cash cow again: "What's wrong?" Looking for a doctor? ”

Mei'er was embarrassed: "I have persuaded it, Sister He is unwilling, how can anyone be sick next to her?" Target? I decocted two pairs of typhoid medicine and refused to take it. ”

He Yunchu waved his hand: "It's still a side effect of the medicine that day, I'm just nauseous, typhoid fever is fine, it'll be fine in two days." ”

Sister Xiang saw it in her eyes, but her eyes flashed: "How can the side effects only be nauseous?" ”

"Still sleepy." He Yunchu replied: "I haven't slept enough in the past two days. ”

"Disgusting," Sister Xiang muttered, "lethargy." ”

Mei'er replied: "It's not a way to do this, the one in the palace has only heard that he has been disgusted twice, why is it that you can't see it all right?" ”

A few days ago, the palace sent someone to ask why the saint always had a bad appetite after waking up.

He Yunchu explained that it was a side effect, and after two days, he heard that he would be fine.

"I have a cold on my body, and with this side effect, it is difficult to get better."

Mei'er understood: "Then take some medicine?" ”

He Yunchu shook his head: "Bitter." ”

Although she is a doctor herself, she likes to drag it when she is uncomfortable, and she doesn't take medicine when she dies.

Now in ancient times, it was all Chinese medicine, and she was even more reluctant to eat it.

It is useless to persuade anyone.

The more Sister Xiang looked at the side, the more she felt that something was wrong, and just as she was about to say something, a turtle boy outside hurriedly ran in.

"Miss He," the turtle handed over a folded post in his hand: "Someone handed over the post." ”

"Posts?"

Sister Xiang's thoughts were interrupted halfway, and she couldn't wait to take it.

Unfolded it, Sister Xiang's smile on her pink face gradually revealed.

He Yunchu's stomach felt a little better, and he was curious: "Who handed over the post?" ”

"And guess what?" Sister Xiang instantly forgot about Fang Chuyu on the side, and shook the post and said: "Zuo Shilang Song Zidu!" ”

Song Zidu?

He Yunchu has not studied the forces of the DPRK and China, so he is not very clear.

"Zuo Shilang is from the second grade, let alone who he is, it is this official title, we are afraid that there is no way to go when we make friends? This is bigger than that Rong Jin, the official! ”

After He Yunchu heard the last sentence, he frowned slightly: "What do you always do with Rong Jin?" ”

She had previously explained that the people in the building should not mention Rong Jin to the outside world.

Sister Xiang also forgot for a while: "Ouch, I'm not fast-mouthed!" Don't mention it, don't mention it. ”

Fang Chuyu rushed forward: "What Rong Jin?" What Zuo Shiro? I understand, you don't want my five hundred taels, because you dislike me for not being an official! ”

He Yunchu was powerless about him and couldn't explain: "You are too young." ”

"Then Song Zidu is not very old! But twenty-six years old! ”

He Yunchu: "... Twenty-six? The official from the second product? ”

Then this person can be regarded as young and famous.

"No, this man has a lot of means."

He Yunchu looked at the post in his hand, and the words on it should be a scrivener, and he wrote neatly: At noon tomorrow, invite Miss He to listen to the small talk of the pavilion and wait for the good news.

"Sister He, do you think this is to pick up or not to pick up?"

Second-grade official, this is no joke.

If one doesn't get it right, it's easy to offend people.

The bigger the official, the more related to the future.

He Yunchu did not hesitate, and said decisively: "Pick up." ”

Recently, Liuxiufang is in the limelight, and Song Zidu's post is a beginning, and there will only be more and no less in the future.

Isn't that what He Yunchu wanted?

She put away the post and raised a smug look.

Fang Chuyu was angry and angry: "He Yunchu! You really look down on the master! ”

He Yunchu had no intention of pulling the simple little boy into his layout.

"Young Master Fang often comes to play, but whether to cooperate or not, we still need to think about it in the long run."

Fang Chuyu shook his hands and ran away.

·

He Mansion, Ting Yu Xuan.

"What did you say?" He Qingyu's face was pleasantly surprised: "Really? ”

She knelt down and was dressed as a turtle in the green building.

It's Na Ge Liu!

Ge Liu's face had the same joy as her: "Naturally, the third lady is loved, and the sixth child must know everything." ”

"You said that He Yunchu was clearly dead that day, and then he was alive again?"

"Exactly!" The peachwood sword in Ge Liu's hand never let go, and his eyes were crazy: "She's a ghost, she's not a human!" ”

"The peachwood sword slashes the ghosts and gods, and if I slash it, I will definitely let the seven flying ashes of Nahe be annihilated!"

The maid Chunxing was stunned.

The third lady became more and more resentful of He Yunchu after the last time.

Just now, this Ge Liu came to defect, saying that there was a secret about He Yunchu.

He Qingyu was ready to move after hearing this!

"Just now, someone handed over the post, and the little one heard that she was going to stay in the listening pavilion tomorrow."

After hearing this, He Qingyu muttered, "Stay in the Listening Pavilion." ”

Immediately, Chun Xing saw her laughing wildly: "This slut is getting more and more high-profile, tomorrow I want her to taste it, what is it like to be ugly in public!" ”