The streets were bustling with activity and a great deal of noise. There weren't many cars in this era, and the pedestrians were all different kinds of people. The atmosphere of the approaching New Year was very strong.
At nine o'clock, the two found a relatively private coffee shop.
Under the waiter's murderous glare, the two handed over the menu containing only plain water, and the waiter quickly brought them the water they wanted.
Situ Ming wiped his face. "You don't like coffee?"
Zhao Xiaoyue looked puzzled. "Plain water is good for promoting metabolism and is essential for children, otherwise they won't grow tall."
"Hehe, you're quite good at maintaining your health!" Situ Ming teased.
"Tell me your thoughts on this piece of land," Zhao Xiaoyue asked, taking a sip of water.
Situ Ming smiled slightly, then extended his hand.
Zhao Xiaoyue was confused. "What?"
Situ Ming said, "Let's shake hands and cooperate."
Zhao Xiaoyue gave the hand a strange squeeze; it was the hand with a small red mole on its middle finger.
Is there any particular reason for this?
Situ Ming shook his head, "No," then took a sip of water, "I appreciate your sincerity, but I can't go that far right now, you don't mind, do you?"
Zhao Xiaoyue understood, "Okay, I won't say anything more. I'll go and get the formalities done this afternoon, and I'll get the contract ready for you."
"Yes, I know, but how can I contact you?"
Zhao Xiaoyue slapped her forehead. Right, she almost forgot. She wrote down the apartment's landline number and mobile phone number. "Here, take this and give me one of yours too."
Situ Ming readily took the pen and wrote down his mobile phone number.
"Not going home for Chinese New Year?"
Zhao Xiaoyue was filled with worry for a second, "If my master doesn't go back, I can't go back either!"
Next, the two drafted a basic cooperation plan regarding the land on the third ring road in the outskirts of Kyoto, outlining how and for how long they would cooperate. In the afternoon, they went through the formalities and agreed that a few days later, Li San would represent Situ Ming and Yu Muqi would represent Zhao Xiaoyue to sign the formal contract.
The two shook hands formally and said in unison, "It's a pleasure working with you!"
The little girl smiled brightly, as if she had gotten a great deal.
Zhao Xiaoyue really felt like she had gotten a great deal. Hunters do all sorts of things, but none of them are related to the real estate industry.
In his past life, Mr. Zhao was the leader of the electronics industry. He had almost formed a monopoly in the electronics industry throughout East Asia. Who would dare to mess with him!
Situ Ming felt he had gotten a great deal. With these two plots of land, they had capital, and with proper planning, their day of turning their fortunes around was just around the corner.
Then we discussed some more details before the "coffee shop" meeting came to an end.
Zhao Xiaoyue returned to her small apartment and continued typing on her computer.
The next day, she took a taxi directly to Huanhai Town.
When Situ Ming returned to the hospital, Duan Peng and the doctor waited anxiously. The bodyguard said that the young master had gone out to eat with a young girl in the morning and they were not allowed to follow him if it was too late, so they had to go back to the hospital first.
He thought they would be back soon, but they still haven't shown up. Duan Peng is getting angry.
Situ Ming walked slowly up to Duan Peng and said, "Duan Peng, help me with the discharge procedures tomorrow. I'll talk to that old man."
Then they locked them all out of the ward.
Duan Peng had no choice but to go back and tell Wen Zhengtian about these things. Before leaving, he instructed the bodyguards to protect the young master and then went back.
Situ Ming leaned back on the sofa, holding the contract documents in her hand. She lit a cigarette, and through the swirling smoke, a faint smile appeared on her lips. So her master was the Hunter's Helmsman; no wonder she was so confident in everything she did.
Zhao Xiaoyue, who was confident in everything he did, was now sitting nervously in the car, rehearsing over and over how to explain her visit to Huanhai Town when she met Master Pu later.
As they approached Illusionary Sea Town, she took a deep breath, swung her handbag around, and the top ten sweetest candies rattled loudly. She then lifted the mousse cake in her left hand, which had a beautiful design, and cautiously glanced at the Black Swan cake in her right hand, which was so expensive it made her question her existence. Its design was also perfect.
Set off!
When she entered that place, she blinked hard and wondered, "Why haven't the flowers here withered?"
Can you believe that a sea of roses the size of two football fields appeared before your eyes in the dead of winter?
The precious trees lining both sides of the road are lush and green, and scattered little unnamed flowers bloom lively under the trees.
Zhao Xiaoyue wondered if she had time-traveled again, this time to summer.
Then, as they walked, they saw Uncle Pu, dressed in a smoky gray long gown, calmly wiping the tombstone.
Zhao Xiaoyue slowly approached, but before she could speak, her master asked, "Have you forgotten what I said?"
Anger is at least an emotion that can be captured; it is the calm state that is most terrifying.
Zhao Xiaoyue pretended to be calm, "Master, how could I forget?" She quickened her pace, "It's almost Chinese New Year, and I was thinking of bringing some good food for my godmother, who is also my master's wife."
As he spoke, he walked to Huo Qingqing's tombstone, put down the cake he was carrying, and kowtowed three times.
Uncle Pu sat on the bench next to him, quietly gazing at his wife in the photograph.
"Godmother, I've come to see you. Do you remember me? I'm Xiaoyue," she said, opening the two boxes and pointing to the two black swans standing in a heart shape. "Godmother, this is a black swan cake. It's said to symbolize love, and it's so sweet!"
The black swans, with their wings outstretched as if about to take flight and their necks entwined in a call, simply stumbled into Master Pu's eyes.
"I want both a Western-style wedding and a Chinese-style wedding!"
"Yes, as you wish!"
The charming Huo Qingqing sat in the lap of the refined Pu Changling, "Then you must order a super big black swan cake!"
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