Song Yuehua’s idea was very simple. Although Xiao Cui scared the person away this time, there was no guarantee that there wouldn’t be a next time.
Wu Zheng and a group of yamen runners had to pass through the market every day.
If we could take advantage of the power of another, we would surely have fewer troubles.
Xiang Xiaoyu's mung bean soup had already been brought over. Wu Zheng did not stop it, but just took out copper coins to pay the bill.
"This is my duty, you don't have to do this."
After saying that, he took the chess piece and left.
Zhao Xiaofu whispered, "Sister Song, you are really caring."
"It's not that I'm worried, it's just that she has a very hard time." Song Yuehua said.
Song Yuehua only remarked in passing that she had married the wrong person, but was able to live a prosperous life with her own abilities after the divorce.
Every family has its own problems, and there are too many for her to help.
The three of them took advantage of some free time to go over the Tianyuan Award again.
"How about starting registration six days in advance?" asked Zhao Xiaofu.
"Six days?"
This date is about right, Song Yuehua nodded, "Okay, you can make a list then."
"OK."
After agreeing on some details, Song Yuehua stretched and said to the two of them, "I'm going to You's house. I'll leave the store to you."
"Boss, don't worry." Xiang Xiaoyu said.
I didn't know it before, but now I know...
Song Yuehua couldn't help but glance at Luo Guo, and then at Xiang Xiaoyu.
Xiang Xiaoyu covered her hot cheeks and stammered, "Boss, don't, don't look at me."
The actions of the two made Zhao Xiaofu, who was behind the counter, laugh so hard that he fell backwards.
Song Yuehua smiled and said, "Relax, I don't eat people."
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