Yan Qingqiu was surprised and asked, "What are you doing? Did something happen to him?"

"His company needs money." An Yan replied.

"Then you don't need to use your money." Yan Qingqiu thought that Li Rongsen was capable and could just let him solve the problem himself. Why would An Yan need to sell the house?

An Yan chuckled and said to Yan Qingqiu half jokingly and half seriously: "If you don't want to use my money, then use yours."

"I don't have any money."

"That's enough, where do all these yours, mine, and his come from?" An Yan didn't agree. She always regarded money as something outside of one's body. Besides, she also knew that money comes and goes, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

Yan Qingqiu frowned and said, "Then there's no need to sell the company. Your companies are all doing very well. You might as well take a few things out of West City and auction them off."

An Yan tilted her head and looked at Yan Qingqiu, who was stunned. He quickly asked, "Why are you looking at me like that?" Then he smiled and said, "Finally you found out that I'm handsome."

"You're right. We can just open an auction house and sell the tables and chairs here." An Yan patted a chair in front of her.

Yan Qingqiu smiled and said, "Are you willing, old man?"

"You can't listen to him on this matter. You have to listen to me." An Yan said quite domineeringly.

"Then what do you plan to sell?" Yan Qingqiu asked again.

"Sell whatever is valuable." An Yan replied, finally tidying up the medicine box and putting it back to its original place, then sitting down at the table and pouring herself a glass of water.

"Then you might as well open the treasury. There are so many valuable things there, any one of them can be sold for a lot of money." Yan Qingqiu gave her this idea.

"Then there's no need for that. You can just pick a few stones and sell them. Find someone to design them." An Yan said, and then said, "I'll start designing now."

"It would take a very famous designer to sell it for a good price. Who would know a nobody like you?" Yan Qingqiu thought An Yan didn't understand the market well enough.

"I am a nobody?" An Yan chuckled, then remembered something and said, "I am the most famous painter. How much are my paintings worth in the market now?"

"Sure enough, love makes people crazy." Yan Qingqiu looked incredulous.

An Yan opened her phone, clicked on the most famous design of the jewelry store, and then handed it to Yan Qingqiu to see, and asked him: "Did you see this name?"

"No dreams?" Yan Qingqiu asked.

"Yes, I asked her to help with the design. It will be no problem to sell a set of jewelry for hundreds of millions." An Yan said confidently.

"Where is she now?" Yan Qingqiu asked her.

Before An Yan could answer, the old man ordered a few people to come in and bring cakes and tea to the table. Then he said, "City Lord, have afternoon tea first and then dinner later."

Anyan said: "Old man, I need something."

"Why do you need to ask me what the city lord wants? Everything in West City belongs to the city lord, even an old man like me." The old man was talking smoothly, but when he heard Yan Qingqiu coughing, he stopped talking and said, "What does the city lord want?"

"We have a lot of gems in West City."

"Yes, we have everything. There are so many that I can't even count them all." The old man said proudly.

"Bring a few over for me to see later." An Yan said, and saw that Yan Qingqiu had already started eating.

"What does the city lord want to do?" asked the old man.

"For jewelry."

"Okay, I'll bring it up for you to choose from in a moment." The old man said and turned to leave.

Yan Qingqiu pointed at a cake and said to An Yan, "Eat this, it tastes so good. This is a new dessert. I have never eaten it before, but it tastes like something I have eaten before."

"This is the pastry from Taiping City. Foodies will forget about it after eating it." An Yan chuckled.

Yan Qingqiu then remembered and said, "The old man really cares about me. He is so nice to Bai Yucheng. It's not good. It's really not good."

"Don't let your imagination run wild." An Yan replied.

"Okay, I don't care. Bai Yucheng will sign and become a city slave soon. Let me see what you will do." Yan Qingqiu had to remind her.

"How is it possible? He is the lord of Taiping City, he will never abandon his citizens." An Yan did not believe what he said, and then went to the table to get paper and pen and started drawing on it.

Yan Qingqiu leaned over to look and asked her, "Are you starting now?"

"That's right. It's extremely urgent." An Yan replied, and then said, "Design it here and tell the craftsmen to make it soon. It will be more convenient and faster than going outside."

"By the way, you have a lot of jewelry in your house, you can just take them out and sell them." Yan Qingqiu thought of this matter again.

"That won't work. Those are things passed down by successive city lords. How can we just sell them? It's not difficult to design a new set. It doesn't require much effort. Besides, the old man has no shortage of stones." An Yan replied. She had already drawn the base map.

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Yan Qingqiu was only concerned with eating and didn't dare to disturb An Yan, allowing her to concentrate on designing.

At this time, three butterflies flew in from outside, flapped their wings, came into the room and landed on the table.

"This must be Meidie's butterfly," Yan Qingqiu said.

At this time, a charming voice came from one of the butterflies: "An Yan, long time no see, did you miss me? I really missed you. It's so boring to be here alone. Fortunately, Ling Hai takes good care of me. It's pretty good. I eat and sleep, sleep and eat, and I have gained a lot of weight. I won't be back for a while, so come and see me when you are free."

Ling Hai's voice came from another butterfly: "I will hold a grand ceremony here soon. I would like to invite Li Rongsen to come and participate in the ceremony and do some business with him."

The last butterfly was the voice of the old lady. She said, "Girl, how are you doing recently? I've been thinking about you."

Then the butterfly disappeared.

"Ling Hai actually specifically asked Li Rongsen to participate. What kind of business does he want to do with him?" Yan Qingqiu was quite curious.

"It should be a business related to you." An Yan said. She remembered that Li Rongsen had mentioned it before, about the problem of spices in perfume.

Yan Qingqiu became interested and asked, "What concerns me is spices. My company has not yet found any exotic spices, so it is not considered to stand out among its peers."

"I never asked you about your company, and I never saw you busy there."

"I just need to give them the formula of the perfume, and there is a team to manage it. We have just started out, and I am satisfied with it as I am not losing or making a profit." Yan Qingqiu's requirements are not high. He just wants to satisfy his curiosity about making perfume.

An Yan didn't say anything more, just focused on painting, and made three paintings in a row. He handed them to Yan Qingqiu and asked him, "What do you think? Which one is better?"

"Everything is good. How can it be so good? It's simply a fool. The genius next door." Yan Qingqiu spoke in a very exaggerated manner.

An Yan picked up the paper and hit Yan Qingqiu. He instinctively leaned to the side and said with a smile: "You are being violent. I will go to the Women's Federation to sue you."

"You are not a woman, the Women's Federation will not accept your case." An Yan sneered.

"It was a woman who beat me."

At this time, a clear cough was heard. "Ahem."

An Yan and Yan Qingqiu both looked towards the door and saw Li Rongsen standing there.