Snow is falling and the weather is getting colder.

Fan Li lived in Beiting Lane, and before he knew it, it had been more than a month.

During this short period of time, he assumed the pseudonym Fan Zhe and had become an upstart in Beiting Lane.

The few deals he handled by himself were beautiful win-win situations.

At the end of the cold winter year, the Ming merchants can still make a lot of money, which is really an unexpected joy.

Ming businessmen are all saying that Xiao Fan's shopkeeper is worthy of being the nephew of Lao Fantou, and this careful and humane business experience is definitely a family heirloom!

Now, the threshold of the Fan Mansion in Beiting Lane is about to be broken by the merchants of the Ming Imperial City.

"Young Master Nephew, someone is asking to see you."

Fan Li was checking the accounts in the study, and the stove was burning in the room, which was very warm.

Hearing the servant's words, he only smiled slightly.

In this family, only Fan Yingcai knows Fan Li's true identity.

Ordinary domestic servants really regard him as the so-called nephew and young master.

"I'll go to see a guest, you can rest more." Fan Li said to Lu Fubao.

"Hmm."

Miss Lu nodded tiredly.

Since coming to the capital of Daming, the little sable cicada has become extremely abrasive.

She reversed day and night, slept during the day, and howled all night long.

It is also thanks to Lu Fubao's patience that he coaxes the little sable cicada every night until dawn.

As a result, the little Diao Chan's work and rest time gradually became regular, but Lu Fubao became thinner and haggard.

Fan Li once persuaded Lu Fubao to ask a professional nurse to take care of the little Diao Chan, but for some reason, Lu Fubao refused.

She insisted on taking care of the children by herself, but she accidentally spread the reputation of a good wife and mother in Beiting Lane.

"Who wants to see me?"

When Fan Li came to the main hall, he thought that he would meet the envoy of the Shangjia family.

Unexpectedly, the person who came turned out to be a pretty, clever and arrogant green-clothed maid.

"You are Fan Zhe, Boss Fan?"

The green-clothed maid tilted her head and spoke to Fan Li almost with the tip of her chin.

Fan Li scratched the tip of his nose, and said in his heart that it was a big deal.

But it seems that people's clothing does not have the elegance of a scholarly family, nor the nobility of a famous family.

is obviously just a maid, but her makeup is glamorous and charming.

Fan Li guessed that only the women in the Fengyue Field were accustomed to this kind of makeup.

"Girl's eyesight."

Fan Li is now a businessman, and he is not so big, so he always smiles.

"I'm Fan Zhe, may I ask who the girl is?"

"This girl is from Yanbo Painting Boat, and I brought you an invitation for my young lady."

"Oh?!"

Although Fan Li is a newcomer in the capital, he is an upstart in the business world.

With this identity, he must know the most famous Fengyue Field in the capital of Daming, the name of the Yanbo Painting Boat.

If you deliberately pretend not to know, it will be strange.

Fan Li looked flattered, rubbed his hands, and said excitedly: "Could it be ...... Could it be ...... Xue everyone? ”

"That's right!"

The green-clothed maid was very satisfied with Fan Li's reaction, and her face was even more arrogant.

She took out an invitation and handed it to Fan Li.

"My young lady held a charity sale at Yanbo Painting Boat, and asked Boss Fan to attend."

"A bazaar?" Fan Li pretended to be puzzled.

"That's right! Fair. ”

"Yunzhou City was defeated, and there are many widows of soldiers living in hardship."

"My young lady has great compassion and organizes a charity bazaar, and all the proceeds from the charity sale are used to pay for the widows of the fallen soldiers."

Fan Li snickered in his heart when he heard this.

It's been a long time, and you're here to ask for money?

Throughout the ages, there have been thousands of philanthropists, but how many true philanthropists can there be?

The so-called charity bazaar, or to collect money, or to avoid taxes, or to gain fame, but I don't know what the legendary Xue family is trying to do?

Fan Li was about to accept the invitation, but heard the green-clothed maid speak again.

"No lateness, no loud noise, no drinking, no ...... at the bazaar"

She said more than a dozen prohibitions in one breath, and directly stunned Fan Li.

Boy!

Prostitutes hold a bazaar, and they make so many rules?

It seems that Fan Li begged to go?

"Do you remember them all?" The green-clothed maid said proudly: "Don't break the rules, otherwise you will be knocked off the painting boat on the spot, and it will be embarrassing!" ”

"Got it."

Fan Li smiled, took the invitation very casually, and threw it on the table.

"You!?"

Seeing Fan Li's perfunctory attitude, the green-clothed maid was anxious.

"What's your attitude? Don't want to go, do you? ”

Seeing her angry, Fan snickered, and his face turned cold.

"The end of the year is approaching, Fan's Commercial Bank is counting and settling, it is too busy."

"It's hard for Fan to keep the time to participate."

He spoke coldly, clearly looking like he didn't plan to go.

After all, Fan Li was only interested in Hu Zongxian.

What is the capital Oiran Xue everyone, in his eyes is worthless.

Fair?

Rushing to deliver money to someone?

Fan Li is not short of this money, but with a painting boat maid, he is not qualified to ride on the head of the head of the head of the general manager of Fan's Commercial Bank!

"Do you dare not give face to my young lady?"

The green-clothed maid looked incredulous.

She obviously didn't expect that Fan Li's attitude would change so much before and after.

She wondered if Fan Li had amnesia?

Is this a normal invitation?

Since Xue Susu became famous, the Ming Dynasty has never refused from the princes and ministers to the talented gentry.

How dare he refuse!?

"Dare."

Fan Li nodded, putting on an expression of 'Lao Tzu has a showdown'.

"Fan is not a prodigal son in love, chasing butterflies and attracting bees. is not a literati, conceited and romantic. ”

"Fan's family has a wife, and he recently loves his daughter, so he really can't be interested in painting the boat."

"In particular, Fan's firm has never done hook business, and there is no need to befriend Xue Huakui."

If you are polite to me, I will salute you 'Xue family'.

Otherwise, you're a buzz?

"Sending off!"

Fan Li was too lazy to waste time on the green-clothed maid, so he dropped two words directly, turned around and went back to the house.

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On the Qinhuai River, the water surface has frozen.

The famous smoke and wave painting boat, like a pagoda in the night, is brightly lit all night long, illuminating the pier as bright as white ground.

On the top floor of the painting boat, there is a boudoir.

A woman leaned on a low table, her beautiful cheeks slightly powdered, already stunning.

The crystal white and tender skin is like mutton fat, the eyes are as black as ink, and the endless spring and coquettishness are written.

"Green beads, have the invitations been delivered?" The woman lightly opened her lips, and her voice was like a fairy.

"Yan Ge's son-in-law and Xu Ge's son-in-law have all accepted the invitation."

"Chen Zhuangyuan also received the invitation, and there is ......"

The maid and the green beads chattered many names, or the children of the family, or the talented writers, or the businessmen who were very rich.

The woman listened quietly until the maid shut up, and she frowned.

"Why are there two missing?"

"Yes."

The green bead girl lowered her head, a little nervous.

Fan's new shopkeeper in Daming, Fan Zhe, he said...... He said...... The New Year is approaching, I am riddled with trivial matters, and I have a new beloved daughter, so I can't spare time to participate in Miss's bazaar. ”

Lu Zhu didn't dare to admit that it was his arrogance that angered Fan Li.

"There is also Zhang Juzheng and Zhang Ge Lao, he said that he is old and an important cabinet minister, so he is not suitable for competing with young people."

(End of chapter)