Three hundred and thirtieth chapters pour oil
"Ruan Mingzi..." Manager Luo repeated it and looked at Ruan Mingzi tentatively, "I heard that there is an extremely powerful shop in Yijin County called Qiqutang. The owner of Qiqutang is called this name."
Ruan Mingzi admitted openly and directly: "Yes, I am the owner of Qiqutang. However, I signed this agreement with Zhanggui Luo not as the owner of Qiqutang. I don't want Zhanggui Luo to sign this agreement because of my boss of Qiqutang. I hope my partner is a person who is wise and has a unique vision and can see the huge business opportunities and development prospects in this agreement. Based on this, I am willing to sign this agreement with me."
Manager Luo was stunned by Ruan Mingzi's words, and then laughed happily, clapped his hands and said, "Miss Ruan is right!"
Ruan Mingzi responded with a smile.
After the talks about the main business, Manager Luo got up and poured a cup of tea for Ruan Mingzi himself, and said inadvertently, "The coachman came back yesterday and his face was pale and almost fainted from fear. Tell us, the children in the small courtyard had offended the Cheng family?"
Speaking of this, Ruan Mingzi frowned slightly and sighed: "It's not the children in the small courtyard who offended the Cheng family... it should be another person. I looked at the servants of the Cheng family and used the lives of the children in the small courtyard to force out a person and capture the man."
Manager Luo lowered his eyes and poured himself a cup of tea, and laughed: "That's a coincidence. I thought Miss Ruan or Miss Ruan's aunt had a connection with the person who was captured. After all, fifty cotton coats are not a small number."
Ruan Mingzi raised her head and looked at Manager Luo.
Manager Luo looked like he was in his early thirties. He was a very capable woman with eyebrows and eyes as beautiful as water. But unexpectedly, she was so gentle and watery, but she was capable and cheerful.
What does she mean by saying this?
Her eyebrows and eyes were hidden in the heat rising from the green water tea, which was a little misty and not very real.
Ruan Mingzi remained silent and smiled faintly: "I did have a few encounters. Why, what are you afraid of when Manager Luo asked this?"
"Indeed." Manager Luo did not deny it, but admitted it openly. She paused and said, "But I'm not afraid of any holidays in your Tongcheng family."
She paused and said meaningfully, "...After all, people who have had festivals in the Tongcheng family are afraid that they can't stay in Luyang Road."
When Ruan Mingzi heard this, her face immediately changed.
She did not celebrate the festival with the Cheng family.
But the Qining Tongcheng family has a holiday that will never end!
Then, the small courtyard that has a lot to do with Qining...
Ruan Mingzi stood up from the chair.
Her expression was a little calm, "Shopkeeper Luo, I suddenly remembered some urgent matters, let's take a step first."
"Wait a minute." Manager Luo got up, "You go in a carriage."
Ruan Mingzi looked out the window with a small crack.
The heavy snow of goose feathers stopped last night, but the weather is still a little cold and the sun is not coming out. It’s okay to have someone cleaned the streets, but there is a thick layer of snow piled up in the uncleaned area.
If it is a carriage, it may be moving slowly.
"No, thank you, Shopkeeper Luo for your kindness." Ruan Mingzi said hurriedly, "I think I'll run faster."
However, before Ruan Mingzi could go out, the window beside him was pushed open by Ajiao behind him.
They were talking on the second floor of the cloth shop. As soon as the windows on the second floor opened, they immediately poured in a lot of cold wind wrapped in snow.
Manager Luo subconsciously covered his face with his sleeves and avoided it.
However, after relieving this momentum, she looked at the two people in front of her, whether it was Ruan Mingzi or the beautiful Leng Jun behind her, had disappeared.
Manager Luo quickly walked to the window and saw a tall figure on the ridge in the distance, hugging a petite figure, jumping around it.
"It's great to be young." Manager Luo sighed in confusion and closed the window.
...
When Ajiao hugged Ruan Mingzi and rushed to the courtyard, the dilapidated courtyard was as loud as before. The noise of the children came through the courtyard wall, which was a little more energetic than when he was cold in the past few days.
Ruan Mingzi's legs were a little soft, leaning against Ajiao's arms, gasping deeply.
Ajiao didn't move, letting her lean on it.
Ruan Mingzi still didn't go in. She took a few deep breaths, frowned, as if muttering to herself, "Shopkeeper Luo is a local, and knows the Cheng family better than we do. She will not be aimless... The shopkeeper of the cloth shop was caught by the Cheng family before, and even if he escaped, he did not have the clutches of the Cheng family. Not only his daughter, but even the shopkeeper was arrested by himself?"
Ruan Mingzi's long eyelashes trembled slightly.
Her eyelashes are thin and dense, like two small brushes, which make her bright and charming eyes look so beautiful.
Ruan Mingzi's eyelids trembled slightly, and she closed her eyes.
When she opened it again, she had already made a decision.
...
In the late winter night, even the air was like a small, dense knife wrapped around it. When you breathe, you prick your throat and make life hurt.
Two sneaky men, one of whom was holding a jar in his hand, sneaked along the alley and headed towards the courtyard.
Because it was a cloudy day, there was no moon on this cold night, only the white snow, which made the face look a bit bleak.
One of the men whispered: "I said that these bed bugs in the gutter should have died long ago, and they could be killed that day!... It made me have to come out to do such a thing in the middle of the night."
"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
"That's right...Ma San's idea is better. I splashed oil at night and got a little bit hot. Then no one else knew who did it. I just said that those bedbugs were burning themselves accidentally at night!"
"That's...Okay, let's hurry up. After doing this, it's better to go back and hug the wife!"
The two of them rustled and complained in a low voice, and touched the base of the wall of the yard. It was obviously not the first time they did such a thing. They looked very skillful. They opened the jar in a few seconds and began to pour the oil in the jar along the base of the wall.
However, not long after they fell, one of them suddenly felt a sharp pain behind his neck. Before he could make a sound, he fell down straight.
Chapter completed!