Chapter 73
What’s the difference between this and giving it away for free!
Xia Fuyang whispered in Xi Zixing's ear: "What's going on?"
They haven't even launched an attack yet, and the other side surrendered directly?
Xi Zixing: “Who knows?”
The person behind the screen said again, "Le Tian, take Master Xia, Master Xi, and Master Xiaoyuan out. I have something to say to this young master."
Xue Letian pointed at his nose and said, "I'm going out too."
"Um."
"All right."
He stood up, held out his hand and said, "Let's go, gentlemen."
Xia Fuyang smiled and stood next to Qu Dubian, "You can just go out if you say so? My brother is so old, what if you ask him to stay alone and you kidnap him?"
Big Black barked.
Ye Xiaoyuan said: "My young master is still young, it is indeed inappropriate to leave him alone."
Qu Dubian glanced at the screen and patted Ye Banban's hand on his shoulder, "It's okay, Brother Xiaoyuan, you can go out first. Dahei is with me."
Ye Xiaoyuan thought of Liu Liu and nodded: "Call me if you need anything, I'll be outside."
He said to Xia Fuyang and Xi Zixing: "Let's go."
Ye Xiaoyuan had already left, so they naturally had no intention of staying. Xia Fuyang whispered, "Are you relieved?"
Ye Xiaoyuan: "Young Master has his own reasons for doing things."
After a few people went out, they closed the door considerately.
Qu Dubian touched Dahei's head and said, "Mysterious boss, can you come out now?"
The sound of a wheelchair turning could be heard from behind the screen. Xu Tingfeng, dressed in a green shirt, came out in a wheelchair and stopped not far from Qu Du. He smiled and said, "The mysterious master has come out. Is the young master satisfied?"
Qu Duanbian looked at his legs.
It was the middle of summer, but this man had a thin blanket covering his legs, and there was not a single drop of sweat on his face.
Xu Tingfeng: "I was injured a few years ago and can't stand up anymore."
Qu Duan looked away: "Sorry."
After a few seconds, he couldn't help but look at Xu Tingfeng again.
This guy is quite good-looking and seems to be quite friendly.
Xu Tingfeng took the half-finished contract form on the table and glanced at it casually. "There are many traps in the contract. If you are not careful, you will step into them."
Qu Watanabe: "That's why I said that person just now had no sincerity in cooperating."
Xu Tingfeng raised his eyes, a smile hidden in his eyes: "The contract list didn't have so many traps at the beginning. I changed a lot of them for him."
Qu Watanabe: “?”
Xu Tingfeng: "Business is like war, you always have to have a backup plan."
Qu Watanabe: "If you wanted to trick us, why did you suddenly become so easy to talk to just now?"
Xu Tingfeng folded the contract and put it into her sleeve. "Although Cangwen Bookstore and Mr. Xi's small study have joined forces and now have the upper hand, they are ultimately alone. If they provoke the other bookstores, it will only backfire."
"This time, we are actually only here to negotiate on behalf of several other major bookstores."
The contract price had gone from 19 points to 91 points, which was a huge stab in the back. Qu Dubian thought, if he were the boss of one of those big bookstores, he would be so angry that he would vomit blood.
"So where are you now?"
Xu Tingfeng: "Actually, 91% is not very reasonable."
Qu Watanabe also felt that this was a bit outrageous, so he nodded and said, "We can talk about it later."
"I'll give you the shop directly," Xu Tingfeng said with a smile, "You don't have to worry about the other bookshops. You can take this opportunity to close them all. I'll talk to them for you. They will always listen."
“…”
The private room was filled with a faint aroma that was neither good nor bad.
Qu Watanabe sneezed.
His expression changed from confusion to entanglement and then to suspicion. He stroked Dahei's head and said cautiously, "That's good, but there's no such thing as pie falling from the sky."
Xu Tingfeng: "Of course not."
He turned his wheelchair a little further forward and stopped within a hand's distance of Qu Duan. Under Dahei's fierce gaze, he held the child's wrist with his warm hand.
"However, this is a less formal gift from your uncle."
Qu Watanabe was shocked: "Uncle?!"
Xu Tingfeng smiled and replied, "Hey, dear nephew."
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next door.
Another private room.
Xia Fuyang felt as if there were needles pricking his buttocks. He couldn't walk or sit still, and his anxiety was evident between his brows.
"What's the matter that took you so long? Little Yuan Gong... Brother, you can leave him in there by himself without any worries, or should we go in and take a look?"
Xue Letian: "Why are you in such a hurry? The boss won't eat your brother."
Xia Fuyang squatted cross-legged on the table, biting his thumb irritably, "Oh, you don't understand."
Xi Zixing said calmly: "As a member of the royal family, there is even less need to worry."
Xue Letian spat out a mouthful of tea: "Who? A descendant of the royal family?"
Xi Zixing glanced at the stunned Xia Fuyang, and the 'Brother Xiaoyuan' who was wearing a bamboo hat and had no reaction.
When they met for the first time, he noticed something was wrong. 'Brother Xiaoyuan' spoke in a soft voice, and he initially thought that she was a woman dressed as a man, a young lady from some family who came out to play.
Later, after some private investigation, it was found that Xia Fuyang had only an adopted sister in his family and no younger brother at all.
The descendants of the side branches are basically in Jeju and have not come to the capital.
The people who usually go to play with Xia Fuyang are basically the same age as him or even older, and no one has ever heard of him taking care of any child.
There has been a rumor recently that the Seventh Prince had a fight with Xia Fuyang at the First Prince's banquet.
Moreover, he heard his father say at home that the Seventh Prince had a dog and often brought it to school.
Now seeing Xia Fuyang's reaction, the last trace of uncertainty in his heart disappeared.
Ye Xiaoyuan didn't say anything and just glanced at Xi Zixing again.
Young, but very perceptive.
Xue Letian suppressed his heart and looked next door. He knew Xu Tingfeng's identity.
No wonder, he looked so worthless just now, it seems that he recognized the child as his nephew, right?
He grimaced in pain for a long time. It turned out that others had already seen through it. This was a case of one family member beating up one's own family member.
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inside the house.
As long as Qu Watanabe is here, there will be no dull moment.
After a while, the room became filled with affectionate and warm atmosphere.
"Uncle, you really gave it to me."
Qu Dubian slid closer to his uncle and looked at a new contract written by Xu Tingfeng. It was not formal, just a rough draft.
Xu Tingfeng said in a gentle voice: "I'll give you a few shops first, but you can't put your name on them. If you need money, just ask someone to ask Xue Letian to get it. Don't be polite."
He felt a little pity.
Little sister Yueqing also has some martial arts skills, and uncle is even stronger and has great martial arts skills. When he saw his little nephew for the first time, although he had heard that the Seventh Prince had been ill since childhood and was mentally prepared, he still felt that he was too thin after meeting him.
fragile.
"My uncle still has some extra money, but I have other uses for it, so I won't give it to you for now."
Qu Dubian waved his hands repeatedly and said, "I don't want it. These are more than enough for me. Besides, I'm actually quite rich." Getting a few shops for free was already a pie in the sky.
Moreover, my uncle is in the capital, his legs and feet are in such poor condition, and he is weak. It must be very hard for him to work hard in the business world.
He has nothing to give back now.
Qu Dubian looked around, jumped off the stool, ran to the small table, took the snacks prepared on it, and presented them to Xu Tingfeng attentively: "Uncle——"
I tripped over the leg of a stool.
The child lost his balance, the plate in his hand tilted, and his head fell to the ground.
Xu Tingfeng's eyes tightened, he gathered the energy in his hands, and with swift moves, he grabbed Qu Dubian by the collar!
But he saw his little nephew slap the ground with his palm, his body bounced up, threw the plate in his hand, turned over and stood up, and the plate fell back into his palm.
Steady and stable.
Xu Tingfeng:? My little nephew doesn’t seem to be the sickly and frail one as described in the legend.
Qu Dubian looked at the air currents flowing around him: Uncle doesn't seem to be a poor, sick and disabled person.
The uncle and nephew looked at each other.
Xu Tingfeng couldn't help but laugh: "Not bad, very much like my Xu family."
Qu Watanabe: "My uncle also knows martial arts."
Xu Tingfeng: "Yes, your grandfather taught me little by little."
He gladly accepted the half-hearted gift from his nephew and pinched a piece of dessert. "Then something unexpected happened, and that's it. I can't stand up, and I can't train. My Qi is still there, but I don't know how much of my Kung Fu is left."
Qu Watanabe: "Uncle, is it possible for the leg to get better?"
Xu Tingfeng: "Get better..."
The smile on his lips faded a little, "The best time for treatment has passed."
His expression became complicated in an instant. Qu Dubian vaguely saw some cold ridicule in his uncle's eyes, but it disappeared in a flash and turned gentle again.
"Forget it, let's not talk about this. Come, let me see which internal energy you practice." Xu Tingfeng took Qu Dubian's hand, pressed two fingers on his wrist pulse, and probed into him for a faint internal energy.
Qu Watanabe was practicing the first part of the Mianshou Jue in his body, and he was not willing to buy the second part yet.
The main reason is that the Dantian has not been opened, so it will be of no use even if I buy the next chapter.
The gentle and long-lasting Qi came back from his fingertips. Xu Tingfeng was slightly surprised: "What a vital Qi."
As calm as water, without any aggression, as if it can accommodate everything.
He thought that they were the few basic internal energy books that were widely circulated. He wanted to test his nephew's pulse and see which kind of internal energy book was suitable for him to practice, so as to change to a better one that did not seek to impact the dantian or store internal qi, but only to strengthen the body.
I didn’t expect my nephew didn’t need it.
Xu Tingfeng: "Where did you find this inner strength method? It's quite good."
Qu Watanabe: "Dahei dug it out from the old bookstore."
Dahei looked at his cub and yawned.
Xu Tingfeng glanced at the dog lying at the feet of his nephew and raised his eyebrows. "Then you are very lucky. It must be a collection of books from a great master. But next time, don't practice it easily by yourself. Find someone else to show you."
Qu Watanabe: "Okay, ask uncle more often next time."
Xu Tingfeng hummed, "You can look for me, but don't be too obvious, keep it a secret. Um... people who know about our meeting today will know about it, and people who don't know shouldn't tell them specifically."
In the past three years, with the eldest prince, the second prince and the third prince sitting in the court, most people's attention has been on these three.
There will be much less attention paid to the other princes.
His contact with Xiao Qi wouldn't attract too much attention.
However, on the surface, the relationship between the third branch of the Xu family and the Marquis Chijian's Mansion is still tense, and generally speaking, it is better for him to stay in the dark.
It is very convenient to handle some private matters, such as helping to deal with the body of the son of the Minister of Revenue last time.
He spoke a few more words to Qu Dubian, worried that his little nephew might not understand or think that his uncle didn't want to be close to him.
Xu Tingfeng, like Xu's grandparents, treated Qu Dubian as a normal child.
Qu Watanabe patted his hands and blinked, "Uncle, no need to say more, I am very smart, I understand everything."
Xu Tingfeng was stunned.
Later he realized something he had completely forgotten, which was that this little kid, together with two other young guys, had challenged the owners of several major bookstores, and it even got to the point where Xue Letian had to come out and negotiate on their behalf.
He smiled, then pinched Qu Watanabe's cheek, and looking at the child's clear and intelligent eyes, he began to feel distressed again.
"Well, if there's anything, don't think too much about it. Tell me and I'll take care of it for you."
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