Chapter 167 Meeting
When Song Jin woke up, it was already noon.
He touched the place where Qin Chi was lying.
It was cold, and it was obvious that he had gotten up long ago. If he hadn't been sober, Song Jin would have doubted whether it was a dream last night. After all, Xiaoyu had said that he would be away for three to five days.
Song Jin stood up and dressed himself.
Then she sat in front of the dressing table, combed her hair into a woman's bun, and inserted a wooden hairpin diagonally into her hair.
Mrs. Huang brought in some warm water. "Madam, are you awake? I'll get you some water to wash up."
"Thank you for your help."
Song Jin asked politely, "Where is your son?"
"The young master has gone out again and said he won't be back until the day after tomorrow." Mrs. Huang reported truthfully, "The kitchen has left lunch for you. Madam, would you like some? I'll go and bring it to you."
Song Jin nodded, and Mrs. Huang left.
After lunch, I sorted out the letters and checked them, confirming that they were correct.
Song Jin called Old Li again and asked him to help deliver the letters to the post station.
Because he is Qin Chi's man.
Song Jin did not disbelieve the other party.
After living together for so long, you can still tell what kind of character someone has.
Of course, Song Jin did not hide anything, which made Qin Chi feel relieved when he heard about it.
In a building in the backyard of Piaoxiang Tower in the town.
Qin Chi meets Old Li.
Looking at the stack of letters, Qin Chi counted them and found that there were more than fifty of them. He was itching to open them, but he finally held back. "Uncle Li, what kind of person do you think my wife is?"
"Why do you ask that, sir?" Old Li gave him a strange look.
Qin Chi put the letter down and said, "She said she believed me, but she never discussed this matter with me. But if she said she didn't believe me, she never guarded against you."
“He’s a very contradictory person.”
Old Li has lived to an old age, but he still doesn't see through Song Jin.
Not completely trusting, but not on guard either.
But Old Li didn't say this out loud.
Qin Chi added: "Don't send these to the post station, send them through our channels, this way it will be safer."
"Okay, sir."
Old Li took the order and went to do the job.
Qin Chi leaned back in his chair and frowned. He still had a lot of things to deal with. He could only finish them first before he could make time to see Song Jin.
He did not forget the appointment to meet.
But when he thought of the boss's identity which he could not reveal, he felt a dull pain in his head again.
But Song Jin wanted to ask him to do something.
He was extremely curious.
This feeling of meeting secretly gave him a sense of novelty, just like some men who hid their wives at home and went out to have an affair. Although he was meeting his own wife. Of course, he didn't want to admit that he didn't dare to let her know because he couldn't save face.
That night, Qin Chi stayed at Piaoxiang Tower.
It was not until the next day that he woke up and heard his subordinates report that Song Jin had arrived at Piaoxiang Tower as agreed.
Qin Chi turned over and got up, "Take the person to Mingyuxuan, and have someone make a pot of tea."
"Yes, sir." The man responded and hurried out.
Outside Piaoxianglou.
A carriage stopped in front of the restaurant gate.
Xiao Liuzi accompanied Song Jin here today.
It was past breakfast time and not yet noon, so there were no diners in the lobby.
Song Jin got out of the car and stepped into Piaoxiang Tower.
Xiao Liuzi followed behind her, holding a box in his hand.
Immediately, a waiter greeted us with a smile.
Before he could speak, Song Jin said, "I have an appointment to meet someone here today. My last name is Song."
"It's Madam Song. Please come in."
The waiter led the way, and Song Jin and Xiao Liuzi followed behind him. Instead of going directly to the second floor, they went to the backyard of the restaurant and passed through a winding and quiet corridor.
Came to a beautiful attic.
Then he was led into a reception room.
The room is spacious, simple and elegant.
In the hall, there was a long sandalwood desk, on which was an inkstone and calligraphy works, and a pen holder with several sharp brushes.
The blue and white porcelain vase stands still, emitting a subtle fragrance.
Behind the long desk hangs a neatly painted landscape painting, which looks solemn yet elegant.
The floor is paved with a whole piece of bluestone, as smooth as a mirror, reflecting the light from the window. The window lattices are finely carved with complex patterns, and the sunlight shines through them into the room, forming mottled light and shadow.
There is a lush potted plant by the window.
The leaves are lush and green, bringing a touch of vitality to this solemn reception room, as if they can cleanse people's hearts and make the impetuous air completely dissipate.
What caught Song Jin's attention the most was the large screen with six panels at the side door.
There is a sandalwood table, chairs and coffee table behind the screen.
There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!
I didn't have to think too much to know that it was the mysterious boss who would ask me to sit down.
Xiao Liuzi came close to Song Jin and whispered, "Boss, why don't you see anyone?"
"He hasn't come out yet. Let's wait a moment."
Song Jin saw the tea table and chairs nearby and sat down first.
Xiao Liuzi stood behind her holding a wooden box.
After a while, someone brought snacks and fragrant tea.
In the past, Song Jin would not have touched these things, but after working together for so long, they had built up some trust. If she didn't touch these things, it would seem that she was being too cautious.
He picked up the teacup and took a sip.
Then she picked up a piece of exquisite pastry and started eating it. Then she picked up the plate and handed it to Xiao Liuzi behind her.
"Eat." Song Jin said.
Xiao Liuzi was surprised, "Can I eat this?"
"What's wrong with that? Aren't they put them up for people to eat?" Song Jin winked at him.
It would be a waste if you don’t eat it. I came out without eating much for breakfast anyway.
Xiao Liuzi chuckled, put the wooden box on the tea table beside him, took the plate of pastries and started eating.
When Qin Chi came over.
I just happened to see this scene through the screen.
He deliberately walked lightly, sat behind the screen, and said in a low voice, "I am late and have kept Madam Song waiting for a long time."
"You're welcome. I just got here too."
Song Jin stood up and bowed politely.
Qin Chi went straight to the point and said, "I wonder what Madam Song wants to meet with you for this time?"
"Give me a token of sincerity."
Song Jin picked up the box on the table.
At this time, the waiter who was guarding outside came in, took the box with both hands congratulations, then turned to the other side of the screen and asked Shun'an to check it.
Qin Chi was feeling somewhat expectant.
What was his wife going to give him? When he opened the box, he saw a pile of deeds, including deeds for houses, shops, medicinal fields, farms and workshops.
Qin Chi picked it up and checked it.
They are all properties in Huaiqing Prefecture.
Finally, Qin Chi picked out two farm deeds, and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Madam Song is really willing to give. The medicine farms in Liujia Village and Huangfu Village are very valuable. I remember that one grows Rehmannia root and the other grows chrysanthemum."
"That's right. This is the sincerity of our Song family. We are offering the deed for half of the property in Huaiqing Mansion."
Song Jin knows that when doing things, one must give up something in order to gain something.
It is almost impossible to get people to work hard without sufficient benefits.
Qin Chi said jokingly: "According to our agreement, it will be less than three years."
"I have never thought of defaulting on my debt. It doesn't matter whether I pay it early or late. I just hope that you can give me good news within the remaining agreed time."
This is exactly three years.
Song Jin actually had lost hope.
But I couldn't help but worry about the worst.