But instead of sitting in the middle seat, he took a corner by the window.
During the busiest meal times every day, as long as Song Liyun was in Tianxiang Building, he would go to various places to help share some work and see how the people in each position were doing.
This time is no exception.
When she finished working in the kitchen and appeared in the lobby with a large tray of kebabs, she was lazily leaning against the wooden window, enjoying the food from the maid, and glanced at Lin Qingyuan, who was in the blue gauze cabinet where the female guest was.
When the light comes on, the body instantly sits upright.
He stared at Song Liyun's figure walking between the guest tables, pointed at the folding fan in his hand, and said to Xiaocui: "Is she the manager Song who told you to get out that day?"
Xiaocui had been embarrassed twice in Tianxiang Tower, and now she was still being dragged around by the young master on purpose, attracting so many mocking looks that she was so embarrassed that she couldn't even raise her head.
She didn't dare to vent her dissatisfaction with her son, and could only resent Song Liyun for hurting her: why didn't she explain it clearly to herself at the first time, and deliberately covered it up to make her misunderstand.
Seeing Song Liyun at this time, his eyes were filled with resentment: "Yes, she is Bitch Song..."
Before she finished speaking, Lin Qingyuan slapped her in the face: "Idiot, get out!"
This is the den of old gangsters, and they provoke other people's affairs only because they want to be beaten.
Yesterday, I had no choice but to swallow my anger with my bodyguard, but this idiot was looking for trouble for me again.
Lin Qingyuan had no sympathy for her, and Xiaocui was slapped to the ground before she could react.
Lin Qingyuan stared at her: "Lin An, drag her back to Zuichun Tower and find someone to sell her!"
The boy who was following him would come forward to pull him away.
Xiaocui was so frightened that she trembled all over. Regardless of the fact that she was in Tianxiang Tower, she knelt on the ground and began to beg for mercy: "Master, I know I was wrong. I don't dare to do it anymore."
The lobby of Tianxiang Building is more than 300 square meters. Song Liyun knew that Lin Qingyuan was coming from the beginning.
Because Zhou Xiang said that Lin Qingyuan only ordered food and drank wine, and there were no other abnormalities.
No one could guess what this dandy was thinking, so they just ignored it.
But it was too much to teach the maid in the lobby of Tianxiang Tower, beat her, scold her, punish her, and make her cry endlessly.
Song Liyun stepped forward and smiled politely at Lin Qingyuan: "Master Lin, please go back and teach me slowly. There is no need to beat or scold him in front of this person.
Those who know will say that the rules of the Lin family are very strict and they have strict requirements for their servants.
Those who don't know are still watching the jokes and thinking that Mr. Lin is very talented but has a bad temper.
After all, this is not Mr. Lin’s backyard. There are many people talking, so some words will inevitably sound unpleasant."
Her expression was calm, but her words were sharp.
Being hit by Song Liyun's words, Lin Qingyuan was not annoyed. He smiled so much that his peach blossom eyes flew wildly. He opened his fan and shook it gently: "Miss Song's words are reasonable, but I didn't think carefully. Thank you for reminding me!"
"Xiao Cui, why don't you thank Miss Song for interceding for you!"
Song Liyun frowned slightly: This Lin Qingyuan has some potential as a noodle, he just chased people away and did not plead for anyone.
Xiaocui didn't dare to argue, she lowered her head and thanked Song Liyun: "Thank you, Manager Song!"
Song Liyun said calmly: "Master Lin misunderstood. I am in charge of Tianxiang Tower, but I don't want Master Lin to lecture the maid and disturb other guests, and I have no intention of interceding on behalf of others.
If the young master insists on disturbing people's enjoyment, I, Tianxiang Tower, will not admit any guests."
After saying that, he turned around and left, and a waiter came up to serve him.
The Lin family boy was dumbfounded when he saw it: all the lobbyists bullied the store, and the Lin family also had a store, and the shopkeepers and managers would not grovel to please the distinguished guests when they saw them, unless they were the kind of poor people who didn't have any money to spend...
When he thought of this, the young man quickly looked at his master's table. Although there were two dishes on the table, it only cost two to three hundred cash.
Poor guy!
Xiaocui has lost her temper in the past two days and just wants to go back as soon as possible. She said softly to Lin Qingyuan: "Master, Song... Manager Song is trying to drive away guests. Why not go back to Zuichun Tower and have a whole fish feast."
This time, Lin Qingyuan did not scold her, but looked blankly at Song Liyun, who had returned to the front desk and was talking to Lin Tao, and said with an obsessed look: "She looks like a virgin, is charming like a delicate flower, is calm and indifferent, a charming lady, and looks beautiful.
Soft yet strong, wonderful!"
He didn't like the coquettishness of little girls, but the coquettish and generous married women were the most touching.
But Song Liyun was different.
Her face was delicate, but her words and deeds were fierce, and even the way she looked at herself was cold and arrogant.
During these days in Qili County, he was not familiar with the place. Apart from being able to relax for a while in a brothel, he had not seen anyone he liked.
Oh, that Huang Changsheng actually said that Miss Song was a charming lady. This was really short-sighted.
What does "beauty is in the bones, not the skin!"
This is!
What's more, the woman in front of me has lively eyebrows and dimples at the corners of her lips.
Every frown and every smile has a different kind of charm, how can it be compared to that kind of vulgar pink who only has one face to look at.
He suddenly felt that he was blind before, so he could find those women coquettish and alluring.
Seeing that Song Liyun was about to go to the street after talking to the shopkeeper, Lin Qingyuan hurriedly got up to follow, but was stopped by someone: "Mr. Lin, please pay the bill before leaving!"
Zhou Xiang stared at him with sharp eyes. This guy's eyes just fell on Miss Song. There must be something evil!
Lin Qingyuan hurriedly threw out his money bag to pay and came out. Song Liyun had already left on horseback.
Song Liyun was asking for leave from Lin Tao. The family had agreed that the rice harvest day would be tomorrow. She would help harvest the rice and also see what her new sister-in-law was like.
The morning in August was already chilly, because it was time to plow rice, so except Yun Niang, everyone else in Baolinju went out.
Even Han Ming, who no longer works in the fields, picked up the basket because he already knew about Song Zhenping's blind date.
Song Zhenping once said that he would provide for him in his old age.
He didn't take these words seriously, after all, Song Liyun was more reliable.
As a manager, he gets a commission from the profits of the carton factory. As long as the business continues, it will be enough for him to live comfortably for the rest of his life.
But after Song Zhenping's daughter-in-law entered Baolin Residence, she became the mistress of the house. There were always dealings, and it was necessary to use his eyes to check things in advance.
The fields of the Song family and the Zhang family are next to each other.
When Song Liyun and Song Zhenping reached the field with sickles, several men from the Zhang family had already carried threshing buckets to the fields. Song Zhenping and Han Ming hurried forward to help.
Chuntao, the Zhang family's daughter-in-law, was organizing baskets for grain on the ground.
Next to her, there was a strange girl, wearing coarse clothes and trousers, with a wooden hairpin in her hair, lowering her head and rubbing the straw rope.
Seeing Song Liyun and Xiao An coming over, Chuntao smiled and hurriedly dropped her work and came over: "Miss Song also comes to do rough work, can you get used to it?"
Song Liyun smiled and replied: "I also grew up doing rough work. I am not used to anything. It's just that my brother finished the field work by himself, so I found other things to do."
Xiao An and Chuntao said hello to their sister-in-law and went to carry the basket.
Chuntao looked at Xiao An and said to Song Liyun: "Why do you think Xiao An has grown taller?"
Song Liyun smiled, Chuntao had nothing to say, Xiao An was growing taller, and he wouldn't have grown taller again in just a few days.
She was not here to talk nonsense, so she said directly: "Sister-in-law Chuntao, is this sister a relative of yours?"