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Zhao Bangqian held a feather duster and swept the dust off the bookshelf in a careless manner. There is not a single customer in the store.

"Huh!"

Putting down the feather duster, Zhao Bangqian sighed.

He could never have imagined that the publication of the book of the resurrection of the soul of the ten painters would be the last glory of his Songzhu Zhai.

Recently, Songzhuzhai's old rival Zhuxiangge has launched several best-selling books one after another, seizing most of the sales market in Jiulu City, making Songzhuzhai's life difficult.

Now, Songzhu Zhai is barely surviving by reprinting the book of Soul Resurrection, and after some time, after the sales of Soul Resurrection are completely saturated, Songzhu Zhai will face the crisis of bankruptcy.

As soon as he thought of the Soul Resurrection Record, Zhao Bangqian regretted it in his heart, why didn't he leave the address of the ten painters in the first place, if he had his address, he would definitely visit him, and begged him to write another book similar to the Soul Resurrection Record, which would definitely greatly relieve the pressure on the store.

Syllable!

Just as he looked sad, a fat woman slammed a key on the table in front of him.

"Daughter-in-law, what are you doing?" Zhao Bangqian stood up in a panic

The fat woman is Zhao Bangqian's wife, and she is looking at Zhao Bangqian with an angry face at the moment.

"Zhao Bangqian, you useless waste, the old lady was really blind back then, and she has lived a hard life with you for so many years. Now the old lady is going back to her hometown and looking for a new husband. The fat woman said, pulling out a piece of paper and still on the ground.

The big words on the paper stung Zhao Bangqian's eyes, and tears flowed out of his eyes.

"It's rubbish. ”

Seeing Zhao Bangqian crying, the fat woman scolded with disdain, then took the package and strode away.

"Woo woo woo~"

As soon as the fat woman left, Zhao Bangqian squatted down, covered his mouth, and cried loudly, tears couldn't stop flowing.

He could never have imagined that he would be reduced to where he is today.

That's it, after all, he is just a child who came out of the mountains, and he doesn't have the ability to gain a foothold in the city, so let's sell the store and return to his hometown.

Thinking of this, Zhao Bangqian cried even more fiercely.

"Boss Zhao, what's wrong with you?"

At this moment, a gentle voice came into Zhao Bangqian's ears.

Zhao Bangqian raised his head and saw Zhang Hu with a puzzled face, looked at it, and suddenly felt that Zhang Hu was a little familiar.

Seeing Zhao Bangqian crying, Zhang Hu didn't want to say anything, his eyes saw the book of resignation on the ground, and he seemed to understand something at once, and he didn't dare to look at the book of resignation.

"Boss Zhao, it seems that I didn't come at the right time today, so I'll come back another day, I'm sorry. Zhang Hu said and was about to turn around and leave.

"Wait!"

As soon as Zhang Hu turned around, Zhao Bangqian stood up, stopped crying, and hurriedly wiped away his tears with the back of his hand.

"Your young master is a ten-painting student?" Zhao Bangqian asked Zhang Hu with an expectant face.

Zhang Hu nodded slightly.

"Woo~"

Zhao Bangqian suddenly cried again, tears flowing.

"Eh, Boss Zhao, why are you crying again?" Zhang Hu asked helplessly.

Zhao Bangqian sobbed, "I've been waiting for your young master for too long." ”

It turned out that this time Zhao Bangqian shed tears of excitement.

After a while, Zhao Bangqian finally stopped shedding tears, and then warmly beckoned Zhang Hu to sit down and made Zhang Hu a cup of Erzhen tea.

"I don't know what to call a brother?" Zhao Bangqian asked as he poured tea.

"My name is Zhang Hu. ”

Zhao Bangqian put down the teapot and asked expectantly, "I don't know where Brother Zhang came this time?"

Seeing Zhao Bangqian's expectant appearance, Zhang Hu was calm in his heart, and basically judged that Zhao Bangqian was in a bad situation. Thinking of this, Zhang Hu knew that he could sit on the ground and start the price.

"I'm not satisfied with Boss Zhao, I'm here this time with a manuscript of a novel by my young master. Zhang Hu said slowly, and after speaking, he picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea.

Zhao Bangqian was excited when he heard this, and his body trembled, "Where is the manuscript?"

Seeing Zhao Bangqian's excited appearance, Zhang Hu felt proud, his own young master was powerful.

Zhang Hu handed the manuscript of the first part of the West Chamber to Zhao Bangqian, who took it with both hands excitedly, and then read it hungrily.

The more he read, the brighter Zhao Bangqian's eyes became.

"Wonderful, wonderful!"

After reading it, Zhao Bangqian said excitedly.

Reluctantly handed the manuscript back to Zhang Hu, Zhao Bangqian said at the same time: "Your young master has made a lot of progress, if you say that the book is still a soul book, the writing is not good, and the plot is cliché." Then this book of the West Chamber can be said to be beautifully written and the plot is moving. This book is sure to be a big seller. ”

"Haha!"

Listening to Zhao Bangqian's praise of the book of the West Chamber, Zhang Hu felt very comfortable in his heart, Baishi's success was his success.

"Since Boss Zhao is so optimistic about my young master's work, then we have to discuss this matter carefully. Zhang Hu said calmly.

Zhao Bangqian pondered for a moment, "I don't know how your young master wants to divide the law?"

Zhang Hu smiled, took a sip of tea, and then said, "Boss Zhao will tell me your opinion first." ”

"Hmm~"

Seeing Zhang Hu kicking the ball back, Zhao Bangqian lowered his head and thought, thinking that he was in the most difficult moment in his life, he gritted his teeth, "Four or six points, I am four, and your young master is six." ”

"Poof!"

Zhang Hu, who had just taken a sip of tea, spit out the tea suddenly.

"Some, I didn't hear it just now. Zhang Hu asked in surprise, the sharing ratio given by Zhao Bangqian really scared him.

"Four or six points, I am four, and your young master is six. ”

sent Zhang Hu away, got all the manuscripts of the book of the West Chamber, and then picked up the letter of resignation left by the fat woman, Zhao Bangqian thought fiercely in his heart: "You must use this book to make a turnaround, take a young and beautiful daughter-in-law, and kill that girl." ”

At this time, a wealthy middle-aged man came to Songzhuzhai.

"Brother Zhao, have you thought about it clearly, the price I gave is not low. ”

The person who came was Yan Kang, the owner of Zhuxiang Pavilion, and now Songzhuzhai was not in a good position, he wanted to take this opportunity to buy it, and gave Zhao Bang a lot of money.

"Boss Yan, this Songzhu Zhai is the essence of my life, and I will not sell it. Zhao Bang refused before.

Yan Kang was stunned when he heard this, he didn't expect Zhao Bangqian to refuse so directly, you know, the first few times he came to Zhao Bangqian to discuss, although Zhao Bangqian refused, but every time he came, he felt that Zhao Bangqian loosened once, and he thought that this time he would succeed in the acquisition.

"Okay, okay, I'll wait for you Songzhu Zhai to completely go out of business, and then I'll see how much you can sell for a broken store." Yan Kang said angrily.

Zhao Bangqian sneered, "My Songzhuzhai will never go out of business." ”

"Hahaha!" Yan Kang burst out laughing, "I'm really laughing to death, if you didn't have that soul reincarnation book, you can still hold on to today? I see how long you can rely on that soul revival book to last, you must not come to beg me to buy Songzhu Zhai." After Yan Kang finished speaking, he put his hands behind his back and left with his head held high.

Looking at the back of Yan Kang's departure, Zhao Bangqian was full of emotion in his heart, he knew that if he didn't have the book of the West Chamber in his hand at the moment, then he would agree to sell Songzhu Zhai to Yan Kang.

Thinking of this, Zhao Bangqian held the manuscript of the West Chamber Records tightly, and the gratitude in his heart to Baishi became stronger and stronger.