Because of the cooperation between the two families, Xu Haojie has also been diligent in the shop during this time.

Zhao Fuling is a lazy and informal person, and the people who follow her, except for Sun Yiyue, who have been studying since childhood, are either illiterate or can only write a name.

Therefore, the positions of shopkeeper and account clerk are all concurrently held by Zhao Fuling.

Later, seeing that Xu Haojie was diligent, this kid was still a "cashier", and Zhao Fuling simply asked him to help keep accounts.

Xu Haojie didn't shirk either, he was still enjoying it, but his jaw dropped when he finished settling the account.

He looked back at Zhao Fuling, and stopped talking: "Sister Zhao's shop...... It's a lot of profit."

Zhao Fuling was lying on the rocking chair, opened her eyes and glanced at him when she heard this, then closed her eyes and smiled: "So in cooperation with your family, I only take one percent of the profit, and I don't take advantage of it, right?"

Xu Haojie was speechless, and only after a while did he snort: "We took advantage of Sister Zhao......

With the drawings in hand, she can find anyone to produce the goods, and even if she runs this shop without doing anything else, she can make a lot of money every month.

In the final analysis, it's just that their Xu family is in a hurry to share other people's money, and Sister Zhao doesn't care.

Xu Haojie was a little embarrassed, and was about to say something, when he suddenly heard someone outside: "Girl, Zhengrong Pass has sent you a horse, and there is a letter."

Xu Haojie was a little stunned when he heard it, and he didn't understand why Zhao Fuling was still involved with the people in Zhengrongguan?

Unexpectedly, Zhao Fuling, who had no bones yet, instantly came to her senses.

She lifted the thin blanket over her lap, got up and walked quickly to the door, and asked with bright eyes, "Where is the messenger?"

"It's in the house." It was Zhang Quan who came to pass the word, probably trotting all the way over, and he was still a little out of breath at this time, "That horse is very beautiful, but his temperament is a little irritable, everyone is surrounded by the backyard, and he doesn't dare to come forward."

Zhao Fuling's eyes bent down, and the corners of her lips curled shallowly: "I'll go and see how irritable it is."

She turned her head and said to Fang Qiu, who was sitting in the corner and hiding, "You and Ginkgo look at the shop, I'll go back."

After that, he said to Xu Haojie again: "Young Master Xu, I lost my company first."

The words fell, and the person had already stepped lightly out of the threshold.

When going down the steps, the autumn-colored soft smoke skirt floats in the wind, as if a dark fragrance is faintly attacking. When he turned his head, the black hair scattered behind his shoulders flew in the wind, and the long and slender neck was half exposed, cold white and delicate.

Xu Haojie looked at it blankly, but saw that the slender and tall back had already gotten into the carriage, leaving only half of the big sleeves of his shirt raised by the autumn wind, which were still left outside the curtain.

Autumn fragrance dress, gentle and simple and subtle. The large sleeves embroidered with many patterns are turning like fallen leaves falling from the depths of the jungle in autumn.

Xu Haojie was a little distracted, and when he looked at it again, his sleeves had been pulled back into the carriage, and he couldn't see anything.

The carriage quickly left the street, and Xu Haojie was stunned for a long time before retracting his thoughts.

But when he looked down at the abacus on the counter, he had no intention of fiddling with it.

Fang Qiu walked over, probably sensing his thoughts, and asked with a smile, "Why does Little Young Master Xu come to my girl's shop every day?"

Xu Haojie is so young, being asked so bluntly, as if he has pierced his mind, and he is inexplicably a little embarrassed.

He threw down his abacus and said, "My family has a cooperative business with your girl, can't I get closer?"

"Of course." Fang Qiu stroked his beard and laughed, and said, "I'm just asking casually!"

Xu Haojie didn't say anything, but the young man's mind couldn't be hidden, and he couldn't help but ask after a moment of silence: "Your girl's sweetheart is now in Zhengrongguan?"

Fang Qiu was surprised: "Do you know that my girl has a sweetheart?"

"Yes." Xu Haojie's voice was a little muffled, after all, as the son of the Xu family, his marriage was very important to the family.

Since he showed some strange thoughts to Zhao Lingling before, his mother found out early.

But my mother didn't object, she just felt it

Be cautious. So the family went to check Zhao Fuling, and they didn't know if it was Zhao Fuling who deliberately gave the news, or if it was true, they found that Zhao Fuling had a sweetheart.

But where the sweetheart is sacred has never been found.

Xu Haojie has always felt that Zhao Poria is so smart, and he probably sees his thoughts. So eighty percent of that "sweetheart" was deliberately made up by Zhao Fuling in order to reject him.

Unexpectedly, the other party really appeared today, and even Fang Qiu's reply confirmed this matter.

Xu Haojie's heart sank even more, but Fang Qiu still wanted to stab someone else's heart: "You all know that my girl has a sweetheart, and she still comes to her every day? Want to dig into the wall?"

Xu Haojie: "...... Y-why are you so shameless?"

He immediately blushed, but Fang Qiu raised his chin and said, "If you are a big man, you have the courage to admit it."

Xu Haojie was so excited that his blood surged, and he replied without thinking, "So what? My Fair Lady, Gentleman. Your girl has not been married or married, and besides, she can still marry and divorce after she gets married!"

Fang Qiu was stunned, shocked that Xu Haojie had such an idea, and after a moment he looked from Xu Haojie's head to his feet, and then laughed.

"You kid has a future, and I will respect you for these words to you."

Xu Haojie was completely blushed, but after Fang Qiu finished laughing, he said seriously: "But these words, you can just say these things yourself, but don't take them seriously. Our girl's fiancé, that is beyond the reach of ordinary men, although you have a good family background, you are still far from him. In the future, I should work hard to find a good daughter's home."

Fang Qiu had good intentions, but he didn't know that the most important thing for young people was the blood that they were not afraid of.

In this age where everything is right and wrong, the more impossible it is for a young man like Xu Haojie, the more he must investigate the possibility.

Fang Qiu's words not only did not hit him, but aroused his competitive spirit.

He pursed his lips, looked at the other party stubbornly and said, "What if it's far away, I'm still young, and one day I can let Sister Zhao see me in her eyes."

Putting aside the matter of the shop for the time being, Zhao Fuling went to the backyard as soon as she returned to Du Mansion in a carriage.

The person who came to deliver the horse and the letter was Li Jingmo's cronies, and he didn't leave after handing over the letter to Zhao Fuling, and said to Zhao Fuling: "Your Highness has told your subordinates to see that the girl can tame this horse before leaving, so as not to have some accidents with the girl."

Good horses are hard to find and even harder to tame, Li Jingmo doesn't want to give Zhao Lingling shoddy, but he doesn't want her to have an accident, so he can only ask the people around him to stare at him.

Zhao Fuling received his kindness and glanced at the horse surrounded by everyone, but he did not rush forward, but opened the letter first.

It's Li Jingmo's handwriting.

Accustomed to his cold, hard, vigorous and powerful font, today's family letter, just at the first glance, Zhao Fuling seemed to see the other party's cold and gentle eyes.