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However, she just opened a dumpling restaurant and just wanted a small room. The location could be a little better. When the business is stable, it will slowly grow bigger.

So during this period, she also paid attention to the process of wandering around, thinking about where it is neither remote nor safe, and the price is reasonable, which is not difficult for Qian Yumo to accept. If it really doesn't work, it's okay to rent a small house, but she doesn't want to...

Qian Yumo still looks careless, as if he didn't send a land deed worth 100,000 gold, but it was really just an ordinary piece of paper.

"I have asked someone to demolish the Ziyue Building, and now I have rebuilt one, all according to the settings carried out by you and my recent 'negotiation'. Take time to go and see if there is anything that needs to be changed..."

The tone suddenly stagnated and looked at the land deed sent back to his hand.

"This gift... is too expensive."

Looking at her drooping eyes, Qian Yumo couldn't help smiling and shook the fan: "In ancient times, there were kings of Zhou You who played with fire. Now, why can't I smile at a beautiful woman?"

"It's a pity that you are not King Zhou You, and I'm not Bao Si."

Qian Yumo knocked on the fan and came forward. The phoenix's eyes were slanted and charming: "If not... let's try it?"

Luo Wener immediately raised her eyes, but saw him leaning back and laughing.

I can't help frowning. Why is this person always so un serious?

However, only Hu Lun knows how true or false the master's sentence is.

Hmm, Hu Lun now completely understands what he said to investigate his identity and identify whether it is true or false? In fact, I just want to find an excuse to get close to the goal. He also said, "Since he is Brother Wang's man, he is not here now, and he wants to brush one or two". Is this a simple brush? He also said, "If Brother Wang really loves her as a treasure, and she is also a restriction on Brother Wang in his lonely hands." But what about now?

It's also pasting silver and spending time. Throughout the day, I either stared at the two little wooden people or stood in front of the window, as if they were watching the scenery, but my eyes were free, bright, dark and obscure.

Although the corners of the lips are usually bent, they seem to be fixed, and then draw the cold to make such a hook. Looking at the oblique rear, it can't be said whether it is charming or ferocious. It's weird. I thought I was thinking about strategic tactics, but it turned out that I was thinking about how to carry out a blatant flirtation!

"Wh, do you want it or not?" The "right" man in white raised his eyebrows and asked.

Luo Wen'er didn't say anything, lowered her eyes, and squeezed the spoon tightly with her hand, as if she was struggling strongly in her heart.

"Forget it if you don't."

The man in white sighed and turned out a fire fold like a trick, blew it up, and directly put the land deed up.

Luo Wener thought he was just joking, but she didn't expect that the edge of the paper lit up... and it was really lit up.

"You..."

Luo Wener was shocked and hurried up to grab it.

He grabbed the burning thing and desperately patted the flame on it: "Are you crazy, such a valuable thing..."

The tone suddenly stagnated, and the fragments that fell on the table were not a word.

raised his head... The land deed, intact, was sandwiched between the two long fingers, swaggering to her, and the owner of the long finger smiled even more.

"Mo, Xi!"

has been calculated again. Luo Wener was so angry that she rushed up and hit her.

"All right..."

Qian Yumo smiled and naturally took her hand: "Let me see, it's knife and fire. What does this hand look like now?"

In the sunset, the golden sunlight interweave a picture of light and darkness through the window panes and quietly spread it on the two people, as if it were coated with a furry gold edge, which was so warm that Hu Lun suddenly found that the two people sitting together were really a good match, one was romantic and handsome, and the other was soft and delicate... The temperament was also quite. A wise and cunning, a smart and clever, and both of them have a very strong interest in making money. Although they often argue and do not give in to each other, they are more coincident...

He suddenly thought, if Luo Wener had hit the master's sedan chair first instead of appearing in Yucheng, would the ending be different?

But there are always too many mistakes in the world. Even if it is only a little short, it has to be in a big circle, and it may not be able to get around.

However, the silhouette in front of him was really too touching. He even felt that in the past, he didn't know when it was. There was such a scene in the sunset, in the sunset, as if it loomed and shining...

Luo Wener didn't have such emotion as Hu Lun. She just pulled back her hand angrily and picked up the spoon...

"Why, do you really want to attack me? Are you... willing to give up?"

Qian Yumo made a mouth shape with a smile, and a pair of originally ink jade-like eyes showed a faint amber color in the afterglow, which added charm.

Why is it always so unsane?

Luo Wen'er gave him a white look, but scooped up a spoonful of soup and added it to the pink lotus bowl.

"Lily spareribs eight-treasure soup, very nourishing..."

It's not that he doesn't want to lend her money at all, it's not that he just uses his wandering around these days to kill her patience, and constantly hits her and makes her retreat from difficulties, but he doesn't expect that he has already secretly prepared everything for her.

How can I say that this person is good?

Are you cynical? Cunning? Ancient hot intestines? Or...

Put the soup bowl in front of him and only looked at his fingertips, and the finger was unconsciously scratching the table next to her hand. Her voice was so low that she almost couldn't tell whether she said it or not: "That...thank you..."

Hu Lun saw that the master's expression was stagnant, as if he wanted to cover something, and picked up the soup bowl, but the corners of his lips obviously spread a trace of warmth...

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"Master, do you think this can be done?"

Hu Lun followed Qian Yumo and looked into the crowd with his feet up.

"Master, do you understand what she asked? Am I really old? Why don't I know what she is going to do?

Hu Lun tried to climb the shoulder of the person in front of him and straightened his neck a little longer. As a result, he was stared at by the person in front of him.

At this time, a clear voice came from inside. Even if the crowd buzzed, it still clearly penetrated into the ears.

"Xiao Ming's parents gave birth to three children. The eldest is called Da Mao, and the second is called Er Mao. What is the third brother's name?"

The crowd shouted with a roar, shouting "Sanmao".

When Hu Lun saw that the master was laughing, he came forward, glanced at the excited people disdainfully and flattered him, "Master, they must have guessed wrong again, right?"

Seeing the master but laughing, he hurriedly got closer and said mysteriously, "Master, what is the answer? You tell the little one, and the little one is sure not to say it!"

Qian Yumo still did not open his mouth, but looked at the center of the crowd with a slight smile.

There, there is a table with a sign standing next to it, with the word "Recruitment" written on it.

To be honest, the word is really not well written, but no one pays attention at all. Their attention has been attracted by the teenagers sitting in the chair.

Bright eyes and teeth, smiling like flowers, are even cleaner and more beautiful than girls. It has made the girls blush, and even the men whistled. How can they recruit workers in such a posture? No wonder there are more than a dozen questions, but no one can answer them correctly.

Hu Lun looked at the master, but saw that the master did not squint and only stared at the man with a smile. The corners of his lips were full of spoiling. I guess he didn't even hear anything. He couldn't help but feel sad to be ignored. However, he still couldn't help but be curious and tried to look in the middle of the scene.

looking endlessly, and even the whole dynasty, I'm afraid that only Luo Wen'er's recruitment can make such a big scene.

It's also strange. Whenever you recruit a job, you have to ask about your family background, whether you have experience, whether you have a disease, how old you are, and your place of origin. In the past, even if there are several people in the family, whether your parents are still there, whether you are married, and even how much food you have. Fortunately, she came up with some tricky and strange questions, which made people suspect that she was not looking for a job, but deliberately looking for trouble.

But the condition is very attractive.

The clerk in Yakeju, the largest restaurant in Wuya, is eight yuan a month. She directly makes a high price, and the daily working hours from Chenshi to Youshi can also be divided into two shifts. If there is overtime, she will be rewarded with one yuan per hour.

Such a big move is both attractive and suspicious, so many people rushed to Jishun Street to see what happened.

They only knew that the Ziyue Building was bought a month ago, and then completely demolished and built a new building, but they didn't expect that the owner of the new building was this unknown teenager.

However, it is more suspicious, but it is also because of suspicion, so more and more people gather, but no matter how many people there are, they can't answer her question.

"With such a question, I don't think she can recruit anyone until next year!" Hu Lun muttered.

"Not necessarily..."

Qian Yumo shook the fan and left the crowd.

Hu Lun hurriedly followed, but looked back reluctantly, but when he saw that they had just left, he surrounded another circle of people.

He rubbed his hands and caught up with two steps: "Master, how about we help her?"

Qian Yumo stopped and turned his head to look at the crowd with deep eyes: "I'm only worried that when she needs help, I'm afraid it's getting less and less..."

Isn't that a good thing? But why is the master's tone so... sad?

Hu Lun was stunned, turned to understand, and hurriedly said, "How can it be? Wuya is the master, and all Wuya people have to rely on the master. How can her little Luo Wener, who has no foundation, be out of the master's control?

Qian Yumo did not answer, but only looked at the bustle again, turned around and walked slowly forward.

Snow clothes are dust-free, quietly floating in the wind, like walking in the clouds, high and lonely.

The wind passed, and a whisper from him seemed to be emotional and happy.

"This store has not yet opened, but it has become famous all over the world..."