Chapter 147 Two Shops
When Zhuo Yun saw Su Qiao looking at him, he chuckled, poured a cup of tea, and drank it slowly before Shi Shiran said, "You also know that Pingxiba has my share."
Su Qiao nodded, this matter had been announced a long time ago, not only he knew it, but the entire Lanzhou people knew it.
Zhuo Yun stretched out two fingers and shook them, "Two days, as long as you make a plan within two days, I will give you two more shops."
Two shops? !
Su Qiao's eyes widened and he couldn't help but gasp.
That's a shop in a commercial street. It's only for rent but not for sale. People who are willing to rent it have already registered half of the book. You can fully imagine what the price will be when the rent starts.
"Ahem, where are the two rooms?"
Although he was pleasantly surprised, Su Qiao still had to ask clearly first. Even though Zhuo Yun looked reckless, he was actually a delicate and cunning person. He was in cahoots with Wen Yunxi and was equally good at deceiving others.
Zhuo Yun didn't want to trick Su Qiao, so he simply said: "It's next to that one, and it's also outside the supermarket."
There are big shops outside the supermarket, and they are all in busy areas, and there is a lot of money.
Su Qiao immediately made the decision: "Okay, your two shops are mine!"
How can there be any happiness in making money while living in seclusion?
What happened to the woman?What happened to the child?As long as the subsequent operations are carried out properly, gods can be created, let alone the position of leader of a small clan. Although the two days are a bit tight, I stayed up all night to write it.
Su Qiao did as he said. He took out a pen and paper and prepared to clarify his thoughts on it. However, he stopped writing just a few lines of words.
"Miss Zhuo Yun, it's getting late. Go back and rest early."
With her still here, isn't everything finished?
Zhuo Yun moved his eyes away from his words, fell on his gentle and handsome face, and said with a smile: "I have some suggestions, please listen to them."
Su Qiao turned to look at the moon outside the window, and said politely: "I'll think about it myself first, and I'll talk to you tomorrow."
Zhuo Yun moved her stool and sat closer. She pointed at one of the sentences and said, "You are not thinking right here. The status of women in the Shanniu tribe is low and they cannot speak in front of men."
Su Qiao: "..."
No, just point out the problem. Why are you sitting so close?
Zhuo Yun noticed the stiffness of his body, learned from Wen Yunxi's lesson, and moved the stool back, "I know something about the Shanniu people, let me tell you about it."
"I..." Su Qiao also wanted Zhuo Yun to leave his room quickly, but he was interrupted by Zhuo Yun as soon as he finished speaking.
"Do you still want the shop?"
Well, you have to make choices in life, and this girl Zhuo Yun doesn't mind. If he keeps nagging, he will look pedantic.
Isn't it just a man and a woman living alone in the same room? It's not like they have never done this before. Besides, his small body can't do anything to Zhuo Yun, and no one dares to talk about Zhuo Yun when word spreads, so it can't harm Zhuo Yun.
After thinking this way, Su Qiao relaxed and asked Zhuo Yun about the Shanniu tribe in detail, and worked together to improve the plan.
Su Qiao only thought about not ruining Shuo Yun's reputation, but forgot that he might become a victim. Feng Ping was murdered again. By the time he found out, countless versions had been circulated in Pingxiba.
Su Qiao actually finished it in two days. When Wen Yunxi looked at the stack of manuscripts, he couldn't help but sigh at his ability.
I had slapped the table with her in protest before, but when I heard that I could get two shops, I stopped banging the table and became more energetic to see how well this plan works. "how?"
Su Qiao was inevitably a little nervous. He stayed up late to write this, so don't let him change it.
"Very good, I'll have someone do it tomorrow."
Wen Yunxi put the manuscript into an oil paper bag and sealed it carefully, dedicating a person to the task. Pingxiba could not do without Su Qiao, so he just arranged for someone he trusted to handle the specific matters.
Su Qiao stretched out his hand, "Where's my shop?"
Wen Yunxi chuckled and took out an envelope from his pocket, "What Zhu Yun left me here, in addition to her transfer agreement, I also made up for it."
Su Qiao took it and inspected it carefully. After confirming that it was correct, he carefully put it in his arms. In this way, he had three of the six shops outside the supermarket.
"By the way, I heard that someone volunteered yesterday, how about it?"
He was busy polishing the plan at the time and only listened to it without paying much attention.
Wen Yunxi sighed, "No, embroidered pillows don't even count. I was lucky enough to meet you, the unparalleled number one scholar in the world. With you, no matter how others look at you, you will be too clumsy."
Knowing that he was flattering him, Su Qiao still couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips. In a place like Lanzhou, of course, he couldn't find anyone more talented than him. A genius like him needs to be talented in literature and strategy. , even in the imperial city, few could be dug out.
He bet that even if those great bachelors came, they wouldn't be able to do his dozen articles and a dozen pictures in a newspaper could not be completed even if they were given seven days. Now he can finish it in one night. Who can beat him?
Thinking of this, Su Qiao stretched out his hand in front of Wen Yunxi again, "Don't just talk, be practical."
Others have to bathe and burn incense when writing and painting, but he is doing it to rush for manuscripts and earn royalties. He doesn't look like a scholar at all. It was all forced by the profiteer in front of him. He made him a top scholar, squeezed him like a donkey, and worked for ten people for one salary. live.
Wen Yunxi looked at the palm stretched out in front of him and said helplessly: "If your salary increases, I won't be able to pay it."
"Hmph, stop pretending to me. If you don't have money, just give it to the shop. Anyway, you have to get something practical."
Su Qiao didn't want to be fooled. Even though Wen Yunxi's daily expenses were high, the hospital had actually begun to make money. The donation list at the door was not just for decoration. It was updated every day. With that money, the medical fees and medical fees for poor patients were increased. The hospital does not need to bear the food and clothing itself. Without this expenditure, there are more ordinary people coming to see the doctor, and the losses are decreasing day by day.
There is also a commercial street under construction, which is the main source of money. Although he is spending money every day, he will definitely make a lot of money after it opens. Any shop can make Wen Yunxi make a lot of money.
Moreover, Wen Yunxi also has some extra income. The auction house in the ghost market in the west of the city is now in Wen Yunxi's hands, and the money in it is not a small amount.
"I really don't have money now, but I can take you somewhere. Aren't you always curious about my origins?"
Su Qiao's ears immediately stood up, "You really want to take me there?!"
He had long suspected that Wen Yunxi had changed the core, or was possessed by a ghost. Anyway, it was absolutely impossible that the original Wen Yunxi, the Green Bamboo Medicine God, was created by him and Wen Yunxi. This was of course impossible. , even if Wen Yunxi is really the reincarnation of the God of Medicine, and relies on this to conjure those magic medicines, her own personality and abilities cannot be explained.
Before Wen Yunxi was exiled, she was an eldest lady who grew up in a boudoir. Where did she learn this knowledge?And why are there no women who are reserved and write extremely ugly handwriting?It's not that the core has been changed, what is it? !
"Of course, I'll go tomorrow, just prepare two pairs of clothes."
Su Qiao didn't care about asking for any more wages, he was only thinking about this matter, "Where are you from?"
Wen Yunxi looked at him with a smile and shook his head, "It will be kept secret for now."
(End of this chapter)
