The man knew the identity of the young man, and when he came to the door of the private room, his expression changed suddenly, he smiled, rubbed his hands a few times, and showed a little nervousness.

Ye Jian was startled by his sudden change in expression, and took two steps back holding the bamboo tube.

The guy didn't see his movements, and before knocking on the door, he explained in a low voice: "Uncle Ye is here today, and our young owner is also here." ”

"Then I'll come back later."

When Ye Jian heard that there were outsiders, he hesitated and didn't want to go in.

"Let's see who's out there."

The young man heard the commotion outside the door and waved his hand at the shopkeeper.

"Yes."

The shopkeeper took the opportunity to straighten up, ignoring the pain in his old back, and walked to the door numbly.

"Uncle Ye, I came here today, just for your daughter's painting, you can't go."

The man was persuading, the door of the private room opened, and the shopkeeper saw Ye Jian, his eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but drag people into the house.

When Ye Jian saw the young man, his calves and stomach trembled.

He lived for thirty-two years, worked abroad, and could be regarded as having seen high-ranking officials and nobles.

However, none of those people's aura can compare to the young man in front of him.

This person just sat there without saying a word, and his eyebrows were as cold as ice, which was also daunting.

"Brother Ye, this is our young owner."

Seeing that he was a little frightened, the shopkeeper smiled and patted him on the shoulder, motioning for him to sit down opposite the young man.

Ye Jian smiled honestly and sat down tremblingly, with a restraint that a countryman had never seen in the world.

The young man stared at him for a few seconds, then spoke first, his voice as cold as ice: "Bai Xiaosong's illustration, have you drawn it?" ”

"Draw, alright."

Ye Jian's arm holding the bamboo tube trembled, and he stammered gorgeously.

"Bring it."

The young man glanced at the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper took the bamboo tube, opened the lid, took out the manuscript, and handed it over with both hands.

The young man took the manuscript, flipped to the position of the illustrations, and flipped through them one by one.

There was silence in the private room, and the remaining three people, including the guys, did not dare to breathe, only turning the paper, and a slight rustling sounded.

*

"This woman is very talented, and the characters she paints are very spiritual, and she is indeed a good seedling worth cultivating."

After the tea, the young man closed the manuscript and showed a little appreciation.

"Young owner."

The shopkeeper quietly breathed a sigh of relief, licked his face and smiled: "A year ago, the Ye family brothers came to the bookstore with their daughter's paintings to discuss cooperation with us. ”

"Xiao saw at a glance that this woman was extraordinary, and without the slightest hesitation, he reached a cooperation intention with them, and the recent performance of book sales also proved that Xiao's original decision was not wrong.......

"Ahem."

The guy covered his mouth and coughed, interrupted the shopkeeper's words, and gave him a look secretly.

Sales performance or something, said in front of outsiders, there is a suspicion of leaking inside information.

Saying it in front of the owner is even more inappropriate.

The shopkeeper came to his senses and was shocked, glanced at the young man, and sure enough, he saw that his face was pale, and his legs and feet were so frightened that he almost knelt on the ground.

Ye Jian lowered his eyelids, pretending to be afraid, but in fact, he pricked up his ears and heard the housekeeper's words clearly.

"The matter of cooperation is approved, and you are responsible for talking to him."

The young man glanced at the shopkeeper and continued to look through Bai Xiaosheng's manuscript.

"Yes."

The shopkeeper wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, turned to look at Ye Jian, and immediately changed his face, smiling brightly: "Brother Ye, great joy, brother will say hello to you first." ”