"Yes, landlord, we usually set up stalls in the streets of the market to do business, we are used to it, if there is this condition, I still want to apply to you for a full-time stall to do some small business."

After that, Hua Feiyan had already lost the momentum of glaring at Si Ling before, and bowed respectfully for the second time.

Seeing this, the others followed Hua Feiyan and showed favor to Shen Ruoran.

Shen Ruoran didn't reply immediately, she glanced around a few people lightly, her fair and slender fingers rubbed, and she lowered her eyes silently.

For a long time, Si Ling, who couldn't bear the pressure, couldn't help but tremble slightly in his calves, and he had an ominous premonition.

Will the landlord be offended by the rudeness of the others, deprive them of their temporary residence in the building, and drive them back to the Wantang Building?

The anger is a little bigger, maybe it is directly in the sea......

Born in the countryside, Hua Feiyan dropped out of high school to work hard, reading countless people, although she couldn't understand Shen Ruoran's mind, but with only contact and intuition, she didn't have the same concerns as Si Ling.

At most, it's just that Shen Ruoran doesn't agree.

"Come in and talk." Shen Ruoran returned to the box, leaving a few people at a loss.

"Shall we talk about it?" Hua Feiyan was the first to lift the curtain and walk in.

This is the only box in the restaurant, Zhou Qing took Bo Zhiya for two nights, and specially cleaned it up for Shen Ruoran alone.

The crystal tables and chairs in the box are like stepping into a luxurious five-star hotel.

Standing here, it gives the illusion that you have to take money for your breath.

A large seafood feast was placed on the rotating crystal round table, and hairy crabs, king crabs, abalone, green shrimp, and black tiger prawns were eaten, and their shells were neatly stacked together.

The vendors swallowed their saliva greedily and stared at the piled up shells.

I don't know if there's any meat left.

"How much money can you make in a day?" Shen Ruoran pushed the dishes and chopsticks aside, her eyes were inquiring, and the sense of oppression inadvertently revealed.

Hua Feiyan and the others glanced at each other, and there was a subtle communication in their eyes.

(Middle-income first.) ）

The aunt wearing the emerald green sleeve smiled with wide lips, and was the first to speak:

"Landlord, I have been doing needlework for decades, and my skills in this area are okay, mainly selling woven clothes, sleeve covers, cloth shoes, or collecting a little bit of wealth value, helping people in the building to sew and mend clothes, about 4 points of wealth a day, excluding profits, may be 3 points of wealth value."

Shen Ruoran looked at others, leaned her chin on her left wrist, and motioned for her eyes to continue.

Feeling that someone behind him gently patted his back, Si Ling immediately understood and took over the conversation.

"Landlord, my family is a grocery store, after my parents died, I guarded the family shop alone, and I have feelings for my own one-third of an acre. In the building, I sold the escort chat relief service, which was quite profitable, and at most, I earned 6 points of wealth in a day. ”

"Ahem, can you relieve others?" Shen Ruoran couldn't hold back and was amused by Si Ling's words.

Then he felt that he was a bit like a ridicule, restrained his expression, and showed an upright appearance: "Si Ling, tell me in detail, how do you relieve others?" As a landlord, I care about the daily lives of my tenants. ”

Si Ling rubbed his hair ashamedly, and smiled a little reluctantly, "When people are sad and sad, when they meet someone who is worse than themselves, they will feel much better." ”

So he talked in detail about the sad things he encountered since he was a child, which can always alleviate the grief of customers.

The people in the building suffered from endless bad rainstorms, and most of them couldn't accept the sudden changes in life. (End of chapter)