Everyone in Shanghai knows the cold-faced, ruthless Qi Linyuan.
Lord Qi's iron-fisted methods.
It never depends on either side.
He has always maintained his unshakeable kingly status in Shanghai thanks to his outstanding talent and excellent subordinates.
So, the rickshaw driver panicked the moment he saw him appear.
Ignoring the person pulling behind him, he quickly let go of the handlebars and bowed with his hands at his sides.
The car lost its balance and carried the boy forward.
Qi Linyuan reacted quickly, grabbing the handlebars and straightening the bike with one hand.
Only after making sure Si Jin was alright did she angrily go to look at the rickshaw driver who was still halfway through his bowing:
"I've already said it before, this is a new era, let's not keep carrying the old-fashioned custom of bowing to everyone we meet."
I'm not a man-eating monster, why are you so nervous?
"Can you afford the responsibility if you accidentally hurt a customer?"
"Yes, yes, yes!" The rickshaw driver nodded frantically, his heart pounding with fear.
"Lord of the City...Lord of the City is right to reprimand me."
"Alright, which car dealership do you work for?"
The rickshaw driver, steeling himself, replied:
"Sanjin Auto Shop in the East of the City".
How much can you earn in a day pulling a cart?
"About thirty copper coins."
Qi Linyuan took a silver dollar out of his pocket and threw it to him:
"No need to look anymore. I'll use this car for a day. I'll have Lu Zhiyang return it to the dealership tonight. You can go home now."
The rickshaw driver held the silver dollar in his hands, hardly believing his eyes.
At the current market price, one silver dollar might be worth 140 copper coins!
Is this what intellectuals often refer to as "fortune favors the bold"?
The driver couldn't understand it; he only knew he had to get going quickly.
So he quickly bowed and ran away.
Si Jin leaned lazily against the car, a smile playing on her lips.
"I'm out of touch. These days, even the city lord has to compete with rickshaw pullers for fares."
Qi Linyuan pulled the car over, glanced at the irresponsible "scumbag" behind him who had just slept with him and left, and explained coldly:
"I'm just worried you'll fall!"
Si Jin smiled smugly:
"Okay, then take me to the Peach Blossom Garden."
"But let me make this clear first, I don't have any more money to pay you."
"No need to pay." Qi Linyuan seemed to have suddenly realized something, and shamelessly said:
"Just pay off your debt with your own body."
Si Jin's smile froze—
This guy not only bends quickly, but he also learns quickly.
As a result, the entire city of Shanghai witnessed a once-in-a-century spectacle.
The cold-faced, ruthless Qi Linyuan was actually pulling a cart for a little boy.
The little boy had a pair of eyes that seemed to be filled with affection, as if he were drunk but not quite.
It's breathtakingly beautiful.
Soon, the two arrived at the Peach Blossom Garden.
Qi Linyuan carefully put down the car, welcomed Si Jin down, and entered the garden with him.
The back hall of the theater.
The manager of Xianle Palace is discussing with the theater owner about inviting Si Jin to sing a duet with Shu Yidie.
The manager of the Celestial Palace is a seasoned businessman.
They are tactful and adept at reading people's expressions and moods.
Based on what happened this morning, Qi Linyuan will likely be supporting Pei Sijin.
We invited him to Xianle Palace to lend his support, which would also help to improve the relationship between Xianle Palace and Lord Qi.
However, when the theater owner went out last night, he rescued Zhou Xingbang, who had been abandoned on the curb by Lu Zhiyang.
Having received Zhou Xingbang's money, they were to follow his instructions and make Qing Mianliu their substitute.
Zhou Xingbang's original words were:
"When we were performing, that bitch stole Mianmian's spot, and now she wants to use it to climb the social ladder?"
He's dreaming!
If someone from the Fairy Palace comes to invite you, just say that he has suddenly contracted smallpox, which is not only incredibly ugly but also contagious, so he cannot perform on stage.
Mianmian happened to be of similar build to him, so let Mianmian go and sing at Xianle Palace in his place!
Pei Sijin is just a nobody with no background, sold to Peach Garden by his own father. Does he even dare to oppose me?!
The theater owner relayed these words, and the manager couldn't help but frown.
He clearly saw Pei Sijin leave Xianle Palace looking radiant this morning.
How did smallpox develop in such a short time?
He hesitated for a moment, but before he could utter a single question, he heard a young man's clear, proud voice coming from outside:
"Boss, who told you I have smallpox?"
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