Chapter 120 Lin Jiumian: My lord, what’s your expression?

"Moshang is like jade, a gentleman like no other in the world, good, great!" Lin Jiumian couldn't help but praise, her eyes almost curved into crescents!

Before Lin Jiumian's words came to fruition, Jun Wentian on the side suddenly felt a little cold.

Turning around and looking around, he caught a glimpse of Jun Wumo's dark face.

Lin Jiumian didn't even look at Jun Wumo. She walked up to Mr. Mo Yu, cupped her fists and said:

"You must be Mr. Moyu. I'm in Lin Jiumian. I've looked up to you for a long time!"

Mo Yu stood up and returned the gift!

Lin Jiumian sat down opposite him.

"Did you write this poem?" Mo Yu asked straight to the point.

Although he is a gentle and elegant person, he felt a very cold feeling from the moment he entered this room.

Therefore, Mo Yu didn't want to stay in this room any longer.

He planned to leave as soon as he found out.

Lin Jiumian didn't talk nonsense and showed his trump card straightforwardly: "Yes, that's right, I wrote it, and I wrote it specifically for you!"

Mo Yu was slightly stunned!

"Excuse me, ma'am!"

"What do you mean by this?"

Lin Jiumian replied: "Everyone in the world says that you are proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, but I would like to ask Mr. Mo Yu, do you have a favorite one?"

Mo Yu was slightly stunned!

Lin Jiumian continued: "If Mr. Moyu does not enter the official career, enter the military camp, or follow the path of a merchant, then where will Mr. Moyu's career come from?"

Mo Yu frowned!

Lin Jiumian paused deliberately after speaking this time, and then continued:

"As far as I know, Mr. Mo Yu does not have an enviable background or support, and he does not want to be contaminated by the smoke and dust of this world. It is okay that you are handsome, elegant and clear now, but what if it is ten years from now!"

"Is it possible that you want to find a rich woman to come to your house as your son-in-law?"

Mo Yu's face was ashen.

Jun Wentian on the side almost stared out of his eyes, what Lin Jiumian said was so sharp!

Just when Mo Yu's face looked ugly, Lin Jiumian said again:

"That's why I wrote you this poem, just to tell you that you can use other people's hands to do things you don't want to do but still have to do!"

Mo Yu was stunned!

Lin Jiumian paused and lightly opened her lips and said, "For example, making money!"

"You don't want the smoke and dust of the world to ruin your elegance. It doesn't matter, I'll do it for you!"

"I am a very vulgar person. I don't love anything in the world, but I only love money!"

"I'll make money for you, you continue to maintain your elegance and calmness, and you continue to be your Mr. Moyu."

Mo Yu frowned, who in this world doesn't love money.

If you really didn't care about these things, you would have become a monk long ago.

However, even if you love money, how to make money is a science.

Lin Jiumian was right, Mo Yu really didn't want to tarnish his reputation because of money.

If it were replaced by a popular slang nowadays, it would be: Even if you want to be a female cousin, you also want to build a memorial arch!

Mo Yu thought a lot at this moment, and finally asked calmly: "So, what does the girl need Mo Yu for?"

There is no such thing as a free lunch in this world. If someone gives you a way to make money and makes money for you, then you have to give something to them!

Mo Yu is very clear about this.

Lin Jiumian raised her lips and smiled: "As long as you are willing to help me promote it subtly and be the spokesperson of our Liulicang!"

Mo Yu frowned, he understood what Lin Jiumian meant, that is, he wanted him to use their Liulifang products to promote them!

Some merchants have done this to him before, but they only gave him a hundred taels of silver, which he found uninteresting!

If Lin Jiumian said the same thing, it wouldn't matter whether he agreed or not.

However, the three words “spokesperson” don’t seem to be that simple!
Chapter completed!