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Chapter 702

Bai Song is an old fritter.

Isn’t it Miss Chen?

This young lady from the Chen family was born to be a businessman, and she fell into the hands of Bai Song once in Jixian County.

She believes in Bai Song's ability to publish books, but this is clearly a deceptive business, how can she agree to it casually?

In business, Miss Chen will not have any personal feelings, especially when dealing with people like Bai Song.

After thinking for a while, Chen Xirong asked: "You said your book will be popular all over the world, so what guarantee do you have? We can't just rely on your words to do business, right? If you want to go to another bookstore by yourself, what's the guarantee in Beijing?

Is there any other bookstore that can compare with my Chen's Bookstore? Besides, which bookstore is willing to give you nine cents?

If it doesn't work, you can open a bookstore yourself. You said you are short of money, but I want to see where you get the money? Your books are very good, I believe it, but Chen's Bookstore's channels are unparalleled in the world.

As long as Chen's Bookstore is willing to promote it, even if it is a piece of shit, it will be popular! This is Chang'an, not Jixian. Here, channels and traffic are king!"

Bai Song was stunned and thought to himself that this girl is going to make a big difference. She even has new words like channels and traffic?

I haven't seen this girl for more than half a year, and she is more shrewd than before. It's not easy to trick her.

The other party's words had hit Bai Song's Achilles' heel.

Bai Song thought for a long time and finally relaxed, gritting his teeth and said: "In that case, let's split the account 28 points, I want 80 points."

Chen Xirong smiled: "Favours are favors, business must always be fair, 50-50."

"Sanqi!"

"Fifty-five!"

"Sanqi!"

Chen Xirong didn't let go and said, "In that case, let Mr. Bai think about it before we talk."

With that said, Chen Xirong stood up to leave.

Bai Song was anxious and pulled her back: "Don't be anxious! Is there anything we can't talk about? What kind of friendship do we have? How come we are so unfamiliar with each other as we talk?"

For the sake of business and money, Bai Song also sacrificed his appearance at the expense of appearance. He put his arms around Miss Chen's waist intentionally or unintentionally, and talked a little closer.

Chen Xirong was indeed a little flustered, and his face was stained with red.

"You...what are you doing?"

"Miss Chen, please think about it again. Thirty-seven cents is my maximum limit. If you still think it's not enough, two hundred thousand taels. If I don't earn enough, I will be punished by the emperor."

"Your Majesty, do you want to accuse me?"

"Yes, the emperor wants me to build a palace. You don't know how much it will cost."

Bai Song Ansheng sighed, but his hands became harder and harder, and he got closer and closer, as if he could already hear Chen Xirong's heartbeat.

Chen Xirong couldn't resist, so she cleared her throat: "Well, then...then 37, it's 37. When you make enough 200,000 yuan, we can add 50% to 50% of the profit in the future, how about that?"

"make a deal!"

Bai Song readily agreed and let the girl go.

Chen Xirong ducked away like a frightened rabbit, covering his hot face, staring at a pair of misty eyes, panting heavily.

Bai Song returned to normal, holding the manuscript in both hands and respectfully delivering it to Chen Xirong.

Chen Xirong knew that she had fallen into a beauty trap, but she couldn't describe her mood at the moment. She took the manuscript and didn't want to be alone with this man for a moment, so she opened the door and left.

When they returned to Taoyuan, the girls were already drinking wine wantonly in the corridor.

The whole garden was filled with the fragrance of Wuliangye and the strong aroma of wine, and the girls' wantonness quickly turned into drunkenness.

There are no poems and songs here, no pen, ink, paper and inkstone, just ladies releasing their suppressed emotions in their wantonness.

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, it would be hard to believe that there were such indulgent and erotic moments in ancient boudoir houses.

Shishi fell asleep, half drunk and half sleepy.

The ladies were joking and joking, and Bai Song couldn't fit in at all.

At this time, Bai Song was no longer the focus of the ladies' attention.

There is another unique man in Taoyuan.

The other person is a short scholar, about the same age as Bai Song. He also has the face of a girl. He is very handsome, even more handsome than Bai Song.

What is even more attractive is that there is something different between the eyebrows of this man and the literati of the Tang Dynasty, as if he is from Japan.

Bai Song walked in for a few minutes, and when he heard the other person's accent, he confirmed his suspicion that he was indeed Japanese.

The ladies have never seen Japanese people, and the appearance of Japanese people is closer to the people of the Tang Dynasty. They are not as tough and scary as the Turks. The little sisters are not afraid, but are very curious.

It is really strange to have visitors from Japan in the Hou Mansion.

But Bai Song had always been repulsive and even hostile to Japanese people. When he saw a group of young ladies welcoming a Japanese person like this, he just shook his head helplessly.

All of a sudden, I lost the mood to stay in the Hou Mansion and admire the beauties.

Bai Song wanted to leave, so he went to Shishi and asked quietly.

Shishi steeled herself to leave with Bai Song, exchanged a few words with Miss Hou Mansion, and excused herself drunkenly.

After leaving Taoyuan again, Bai Song met an acquaintance again.

"Lu Yao? Why are you here?"

Bai Song met Lu Yao, and Lu Yao also met Bai Song.

"Bai Song, why is it you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Yao saw the drunken girl Shishi holding Bai Song's arm. She didn't know whether it was sarcasm or displeasure, and said sourly: "Mr. Bai is still so romantic, there is no shortage of beauties wherever he goes."

of."

"Hey, there is no other way. We are short of money. Apart from sacrificing our appearance, what other way out is there?"

Bai Song retorted, meaning that if Lu Yao had been able to argue with you and lend me some money, I wouldn't be like this now.

Lu Yao felt it and was a little embarrassed.

When he was in the academy, Lu Yao was always overshadowed by Bai Song, and he always wanted to step back if he had the chance.

This time Bai Song was short of money, which was an opportunity. Lending money to Bai Song was equivalent to saving face.

It's a pity that I don't live up to expectations, live a tense life, and have good opportunities in front of me, but there is nothing I can do about it.

The two of them no longer had any grudge, but they were just dissatisfied. After being silent, Lu Yao laughed first.

"Hmph, I haven't seen you for more than half a year, and no one can take advantage of you. You ask me why I show up here? With your brilliant brain, can't you figure it out?"

"Hou Junji is the Minister of Hubu, and you are the Minister of Hubu. Are you here to serve Miss Hou's family?"

"Serve?" Lu Yao smiled coldly, "Don't say it so harshly. I want to marry a young lady from the Hou family back home, so naturally I have to be more attentive."

"Marry Miss Hou? Aren't you married?"

"So what if I'm married? I'm just one person, I can't compete with my husband-in-law."

"What do you value in others? Is it their status?"

"My status as the daughter of Lord Shangshu will be of great benefit to my future career. My wife at home is also very supportive."

"You see clearly."

Lu Yao waved his hand: "Okay, don't say it anymore. If you have anything to do, go and do your business. Anyway, let me tell you first, don't have a hand in Miss Hou, otherwise we will settle the old and new accounts together, but don't blame me for ignoring my classmates.

Friendship."

"Come on, Miss Hou, I'm not interested. If I have a chance in the future, I will assist you."

[The author has something to say]

I have some cards. I will issue one first and I will make up for it today.


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