I don’t know if this is a rhetorical statement.
Manager Zhao then added: "Your Majesty will be very happy to see you. Please come here."
He Lingchuan followed him to the back room, looking left and right along the way, and found that the layout of the new branch helm was similar to that of the main helm in Shihuan City. There was a dazzling array of goods, and many ingenious items were placed in the front hall to attract the interest of guests.
Only then did he discover that the Songyang Mansion had actually made some toys into magic weapons. Young men aged seven or eight couldn't take their eyes away when they walked in. They had to be bought by adults.
As soon as the father inquired about the price, he felt like ten thousand horses racing through his heart, but he still had to take out his money bag under his son's earnest gaze.
The back halls are all single rooms, used exclusively for discussing business and appraising treasures.
He Lingchuan passed by the house and found that most of the seven or eight single rooms here were occupied.
Manager Zhao took him further back and climbed the stairs to the attic.
There are traces of new renovations everywhere, and He Lingchuan can smell the smell of pine wood.
The attic is small and quiet, and there is a piano by the window.
As soon as He Lingchuan came in, Marquis Songyang curled out from behind the curtain and said with a smile: "Young Master He is here."
The room was as warm as spring, and she came out dressed in white. Only the collar and sleeves were sprinkled with gold, and a palm-wide gold belt with dark patterns was tied around her waist, making her waist as thin as a willow.
The gold belt is such a tacky decoration. When worn on her body, it is only flattering, not vulgar.
"I'm very sorry." He Lingchuan handed over the wrapped gift and lied with his eyes open, "I had something to do and I was late."
"It doesn't matter, just come and it will shine on my wall." Li Qingge took the gift and handed it to the maid behind him to put it away without opening it on the spot.
Both of them understood that this was just a gift and not important.
"You opened the business very quickly. I thought it would take more than half a month from the time the store was built to the time it was renovated and opened."
Li Qingge led him to sit by the window: "I thought so too, but when I walked into this store, I saw that it has everything. You don't have to think about it. Wouldn't it save trouble?"
The maid served the tea, and He Lingchuan took a sip. It was fragrant in the mouth. The hot tea was very smooth after being swallowed, and then it turned sweet in the throat and tasted a light floral fragrance.
He couldn't help but praise: "Good tea!"
"Your Majesty just praised me in the same way." Li Qingge smiled and waved, and another maid presented an exquisite box, "This is the Jasmine Dragon Ball. I have prepared a copy for you."
"Who is giving this gift to whom?" He said this, and He Lingchuan accepted it without politeness.
The two chatted for a long time, and Li Qingge talked about the process of repairing the broken knife: "Li Fubo told me that the speed of repairing the broken knife was slower than expected."
Chapter completed!