Beauty's enchanting bodyguard

Chapter 201

In his room, Xiao Yi flirted with this interesting No. [-] mistress.Then, there was a creak downstairs, and Xia Wei returned home with a small umbrella.

Xiao Yi went downstairs and looked at Xia Wei's black hair that was splashed by the rain.Feeling guilty for a while, she went up to help Xia Wei take off her boots.All of a sudden, any resentment in Xia Wei's heart disappeared completely.

He didn't ask where Xiao Yi went last night, and he didn't even give Xiao Yi a look of reproach.When she lifted her feet and saw Xiao Yi help her take off her shoes with a serious and gentle face, her heart immediately melted.

Women are made of water.Although it was frozen into ice because of certain things.However, as long as you give them a little warmth, they will immediately turn ice into water again, and the gentleness will make you feel at a loss.

Xia Wei is such a woman. Right now, she obediently took out some vegetables from the refrigerator and ran to the kitchen to cook.

This winter, she suddenly became as gentle as Xia Wei.

This heavy rain lasted for half a month.The entire river and sea were filled with dampness.

Xiao Yi sits in the old pen room and practices calligraphy every day, looking calm and relaxed.

The business of Laobizhai is not as prosperous as expected.It can even be said that it is a bit bleak.Each of Xiao Yi's words is set at a sky-high price.This Jianghai is not the kind of prosperous first-tier metropolis, and there are still very few people who can afford Xiao Yizi.Ever since that opening ceremony, and after selling a few pieces of calligraphy every now and then, no one cares about them.

However, Xiao Yi was not worried at all.An attitude of Jiang Taigong fishing, and those who wish to take the bait.

It's just that, occasionally when Xiao Yi was passionate and indignant, the words he wrote still pierced through the back of the paper.It adds a bit of chill to this quaint old shop.

And Song Chongming and Song Shaolun are still on bail pending trial, waiting for the final verdict.That old man, Song Xu, has been active in Jianghai's political circles frequently during this period of time.Presumably, some means were used to keep Song Shaolun and Song Chongming for such a long time.

The only thing that surprised Xiao Yi was that the old man Song Xu didn't know if he was scared out of his wits that day.For a long time, they didn't use any big means.

The entire river and sea suddenly calmed down.Like the calm before the storm, another more violent storm is being saved.

This afternoon, the weather cleared up.Xiao Yi was sitting in the old pen studio, sitting on the carved wooden chair, pressing the rice paper on the sandalwood table.Hanging his wrist in mid-air, he took a long breath and swished a pen in one breath to form a heroic poem:
Gold is like dung, and the liver and gallbladder are as hard as iron.

Just ten words, on the rice paper, it seems to be swaying, without any rules.However, that poem reveals a heroic spirit of a strong man.

For the heroic spirit revealed in Xiao Yi's words, Li Qi Haitao and the others in this old pen studio are like headless flies.

"Brother, don't write. If you continue to write, we won't be able to put it down in this old pen room this winter." Li Qi complained in a low voice with a bitter face.

"Yes, brother." Haitao squinted his small eyes and murmured, "Our store has not opened for three or four days. If this continues, will we just sit and eat?"

"Sit and eat?" Xiao Yi had a sneer of disdain, and after putting away the Yangzhou brush, he asked lazily, "How many calligraphy pieces have we sold in total in the past few days? How much money did we make?" ?”

"Six words were sold, and the total income was 2000 million." Li Qi answered seriously after thinking about it.

"How long has our shop been open?" Xiao Yi looked at Li Qi and said with a smile: "Currently, the total turnover has reached 4000 million. Excluding the meager profit, can the few of you eat all you want? Besides, If our old pen shop really can’t fit my calligraphy, then we should buy a few more shops.”

After hearing Xiao Yi's direct question, Na Haitao immediately stopped talking.In just half a month, the business was 4000 million.In any case, it was a bit like a dream.It's just that sometimes these few people wandered around the store for a whole day, and even a single business was unsuccessful.Of course, there is still a bit of disappointment deep in my heart.

"Okay, don't worry about it anymore. Go out and take advantage of the sunny weather." Xiao Yi looked at the group of people in front of him, and immediately urged him.

When Li Qi and the others saw how determined his elder brother was, they all looked like deflated balls.Walking out of the store, the weak sunlight made my whole body feel moldy.

At the entrance of the Laobizhai shop, the old secretary Zhang Weimin walked into the shop.

In the past half a month, he often came to this shop to chat with Xiao Yi and talk about Guanyu.The relationship between this pair of forgetful friends is getting better and better.Sometimes, anticipation is a whole afternoon.

Zhang Weimin stood at the door of the old shop, looking at the three gilt characters on the plaque: Laobizhai.

Again, a trance.

Every time the old secretary Zhang Weimin looked at these three big characters, his whole body would realize a different artistic conception.Sometimes the atmosphere is majestic, sometimes distant and quiet, even sharp, and sometimes keep a low profile.

It looks different from every angle.This point made the old secretary Zhang Weiming puzzled.

Walking into the shop, I saw Xiao Yi still staring at the words he just wrote in a daze.Immediately, walked over.Looking down at the ten words on the table, he patted Xiao Yi's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Gold is like dung, but the liver is as hard as iron. Well said, seeing that you are as stable as Mount Tai here, there is indeed a trace of that. It feels like gold is like dirt."

Xiao Yi did not go along with the old secretary Zhang Weimin this time, but turned around and shook his head and said, "Brother, you will be wrong this time. I am a typical person who can't eat grapes and talk about grapes, gold Ruo dung. Just looking at the coldness of the store in the past few days, I feel a sense of resentment in my heart."

Although Xiao Yi was comforting Li Qi and the others, there was no need to worry about the consequences of sitting on the mountain.However, he who has great ambitions does not have the same ambition as Li Qi and his group.A mere tens of millions, in Xiao Yi's eyes, is indeed like dung.

"Ha ha……"

Zhang Weimin gave a hearty laugh, and then there was a glint of light in those cloudy eyes.Staring at Xiao Yi closely, he asked loudly: "Since your bones are as hard as iron and your body is full of guts. Why? Why don't you do a lot of work while you are young? This small old pen studio costs only a few thousand dollars. Wan, is it all your dreams?"

"But, brother." Xiao Yi was silent for a while, and then said in a low voice: "It's just that there is a tiger beside the couch at present. Song Xu, the old man of the Song family, came to my shop half a month ago coming."

"Song Xu, the old man of the Song family?" Zang Weimin said the name for a while, narrowed his eyes, and said in a word: "Could it be that you are so afraid of him, that you dare not move?"

"Don't dare to move?" The corners of Xiao Yi's mouth tugged, and a joking smile appeared: "The last time he came to my old pen studio, I was right here and slapped that old fox. It's not that I didn't dare to move, I just I didn't bother to challenge him. So, I waited here for half a month to see what's so great about him. I didn't expect that he was just a silver gun. These days, I still haven't done anything. "

Hearing the disdain in Xiao Yi's words, Zhang Weimin laughed heartily.The laughter was so bold and bold that the landscape calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls of this old pen studio trembled slightly.

"Sure enough, he is Zhang Weimin's younger brother. Amidst the arrogance, there is no lack of masculinity and domineering spirit. To that old man Song Xu, you are a junior. Allow him half a month, and let him dispatch troops and generals, so that you appear calm. Very good, very good." Zhang Weimin said good things for two times, and then changed the subject: "However, he did spend a lot of time in the past half month. At this time, you should stand up. Clear the way obstacles, maybe your old store can be opened even bigger.”

"Brother, you understand me." Xiao Yi smiled gratifiedly at this moment, feeling that the friendship between Wangnian was the right one.

"Song Xu, the old man of the Song family." At this moment, the old secretary Zhang Weimin started to talk about business: "He was born in the army, and he is a strong soldier. These years, he served as the commander of the [-] Artillery Corps in the capital. But he is a person with great power, but he has been used to being arrogant and domineering over the years, but he has offended many people. These days, he is here in Jianghai under the pretense of visiting his relatives. I even got in touch with Jiang Hai's military department, and I suspect that when he is in a hurry, he will let the military department go directly."

Speaking of this, the old secretary Zhang Weimin frowned.If the army is mobilized directly, then it doesn't matter how capable Xiao Yi is.Under the volley of shells, I am afraid that only the soul will be scattered.

Even if the old secretary has a high position and authority, he will probably look pale and weak in front of the army.

"Oh, it seems that the old man has not been in vain these days." Xiao Yi smiled lightly, and joked: "It's just that I'm not afraid of his secret deeds. After all, the crime of shooting Song Shaolun , It's real. Moreover, Song Chongming's bribery is obvious to all. I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to get rid of these real charges. I believe in the justice of the law."

"You're right." The old secretary Zhang Weimin was not as optimistic as Xiao Yi imagined: "Have you ever thought that if you keep delaying your release on bail like this, will you never be able to open this old pen studio?" Hands and feet? Forever, can only lean to one corner, feel sullen when writing?"

(End of this chapter)