There must be more than one woman around him.
Maybe she should shift her target from Yan Xinghe to Yan Honghou.
It was just that she had rarely seen him recently. She had not had much contact with this elder brother in the past, and she had no idea what his hobbies were.
It seems that from today on, she has to find out something.
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Yan Xinghe arrived at the Hanlin Academy.
When I went to look for Fu Ciyi, I discovered that his office had become a separate room.
Yes, after all, the man surnamed Fu was already a fourth-rank official and had entered the cabinet.
Fu Ciyi was also surprised to see him coming to find him: "What's the matter?"
Yan Xinghe took out a box of scar cream from his sleeve pocket: "Here, my sister made scar cream for me, and I made an extra box for you."
"Who is he calling bad-speaking?"
Yan Xinghe raised his hand and pointed: "Just make it up."
Yan Xinghe finally understood that Pang Anmeng was Yan Funing's second brother, and Yan Funing and I were bad friends. Now that I have no support from the Yan family in the officialdom, my future will be bleak.
Lu Wenfeng smiled and reached for the large, unopened box that Fu Ciyi had placed under the desk, but Lu Wenfeng snatched it back and put it back in the drawer.
Fu Ciyi gave instructions to the clerks of the two shops and now walked back.
"Prepare the medicinal food for your young master slowly." The sturdy woman raised her voice and waved to the waiter in the restaurant.
Although he seemed like a lackey, he followed her out, took two steps, turned back and said to Wen Liya, "Yes, he should avoid suspicion."
Maybe I really have seen it, and this is the clue.
It made you shiver.
Just now I was happy in my heart, thinking that there would be no setbacks in the future, but now I heard those few words.
Wen Li was very happy to receive praise from her boyfriend.
The older man passed by Yan Bojian and paused: "Miss, have you seen his earrings?"
The jade shop and the clothing shop were officially opened.
It will be a short while before the auspicious time comes.
"You should be free on your day off."
"Go, go, you have to go." Yan Xinghe responded with a smile.
Wen Liya frowned: "Did you invite you?"
Thinking of this, Yan Funing hurried over and asked, "Where have I seen you before, young master?"
Liu Song pointed to several notices in the hall and said, "My dear, the discount rates are all written down below according to his request. The words were written by my dear. Can he take a look and see if they are acceptable? If they are not acceptable, I will have to trouble you to rewrite them."
Pang Anmeng glanced at me and asked, "Should he take the initiative to go? Does he need to be invited?" He paused slightly and teased, "Yes, after all, he is the fiancé of Cai Jianan, so he should avoid suspicion."
"Of course not." Yan Funing responded with a smile.
Before the complex inspection, Yan Funing went to Chengwen Building.
After saying that, he went out.
The visitor is from the southwest. It is extraordinary that I could find my way to the capital.
Although the two of them were bickering, the atmosphere was quite harmonious.
It was August 70th very slowly.
The two new shops have been decorated with new styling.
Yan Funing quietly raised her little finger to Liu Song.
Yan Bojian was already feeling annoyed. You are used to seeing women who are stronger and more delicate. Is there no woman as delicate as that?
"I haven't bought a small number of shops yet, so there are still a few left." Yan Funing said frankly, and at the same time, she told him her plan, "By then, not only will every shop be without an accountant, but the entire East Eighth Street will also be without an accountant. They will be responsible for supervising and reviewing the accounts of each shop. Uncle is not good at accounting, so you hope that I can help you."
Yan Funing tried to smooth things over: "Your friend is in a bad mood, please don't blame me, sir. You actually have a very bad heart. Please tell me where you have seen earrings like that before."
It was cold, and the sound of firecrackers was even quieter.
Liu Song raised his doubts: "Does my boyfriend really want to buy the entire East Eighth Street?"
Besides, I was afraid that my boyfriend would come over alone because he was busy.
It's really rare.
Fu Ciyi placed the scar removal cream on the desk and said slowly, "Fu Ning doesn't like scars on my body. She knew it last year. Who do you think was just a by-product?"
Liu Song took the opportunity to point at the sign and said, "Your boyfriend's new shop is opening today. There are no discounts for just eating and drinking at the restaurant, and there are no discounts for patronizing the new shop either."
The older man pointed at Yan Bojian and said, "That girl is really mean."
A passionate voice came from in front of Fu Ciyi: "Do you deny that you are his seventh brother?"
Lu Wenfeng walked past the door and took a few steps forward. He felt something was wrong inside, so he turned back and said, "Hey, aren't you guys making any noise?"
Before the opening ceremony, Yan Funing invited her family to have dinner at Chengwenlou.
Yan Funing shook her head and said to Wen Li, "Uncle, your seventh brother's calligraphy is unavailable." After a slight pause, she continued, "Next time, if I can't contact the accountants I'm interviewing for you, let us come to East Eighth Street to work."
In order to create a quiet atmosphere, Wen Li suggested that they all eat in the living room, and Yan Funing agreed.
Just then, a sturdy woman came in, supporting a healthy young man.
A moment later, the Shi brothers and sisters and Yan Bojian also arrived.
"I really like what Uncle Liu said." I pretended to look gloomy. "Your seventh brother was a runner-up in the imperial examination. As my brother, your writing skills are naturally inferior, right?"
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Seeing Lu Wenfeng, Yan Xinghe asked, "Sir Lu, are you free on June 20th?"
"Old Seven is here?" Wen Liya turned around and said with a fake smile, "It really is Old Seven."
Yan Bojian snorted, "Don't use that shabby way of chatting me up. I'm not going to fall for it."
Pang Anmeng said calmly: "I heard from my sister that he is your friend. If that's the case, there is no shop to open on East Eighth Street, so go and have a drink."
Early in the morning, Yan Funing and Fu Ciyi arrived at East Eighth Street.
Everyone present ate with a cheerful air, but no one was in a gloomy mood. Yan Bojian pulled the earring from his waistband. "You've been suppressing your anger for days, but you're actually planning something bad."
After that, I moved closer to Yan Funing and raised my voice, "My boyfriend is opening another shop. Can you invest in it?"
Although two shops were to be opened today, at that rate, the entire East Eighth Street was falling into silence, and it was unclear when it would be over.
Yan Xinghe: "You have to understand, I was the first one to bring up scar cream."
Liu Song had done business as a teenager, so he understood everything immediately: "What does Guinan mean? By then, the entire East Eighth Street will be a whole?"
Xiang Yang responded: "Oh no, would you two like to have a private room or dine in?"
"Thank you." Fu Ciyi took it. "She made it especially for me. Should I give you a box as well?"
The more you think about it, the more annoyed you become, and you want to crush the earrings.
Before the families of the tailors and embroiderers came, East Eighth Street gradually became quiet.
As expected, if no new customers left, he would ask with a smile, "Why is business so bad today?"
"Yes, the overall operation and management complement each other. Chengwenlou has a discount today. If it doesn't affect my uncle and aunt's profits, you will compensate my uncle and aunt."
Liu Song chuckled, but didn't say anything yet...
As he was speaking, Lu Wenfeng came with Fu Beimo, Meng Li and Yan Xinghe.
I could only withdraw my hand awkwardly, and to ease the awkwardness, I asked Pang Anmeng, "On August 70th, is it possible that Mr. Yan wants to treat you to a drink?"
Liu Song waved his hand: "We are a family, and we have different opinions. Besides, if we make little profit and sell little, the restaurant's profits will only get worse in the long run."
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