Ziyi flicked the candlelight and continued with a stern face: "Don't you know the importance of tomorrow's Oiran competition? You actually made Jiji sick!"
Can she be blamed for Jiji's illness? The injustice in Yaoyao's heart is even sadder than that of Dou E.
She was the one who got caught in the rain, and she was the one who fell into the lake. As a result, she, the precious young lady, was fine, but the maid Jiji was lying on the bed with a fever and fell into a coma...
Ziyi flicked the candlelight and continued with a stern expression: "Don't you know the importance of tomorrow's oiran competition? You actually made Jiji sick!"
Can she be blamed for Jiji's illness? The injustice in Yaoyao's heart is even sadder than Dou'e's. She was the one who got caught in the rain and fell into the lake. But in the end, she, this precious young lady, was fine. So Jiji's maid
But I was lying on the bed, moaning with fever, and fell into a coma...
"Oiran competition?" Yaoyao shook her head in confusion: "I haven't heard Jiji say it, and I haven't heard you say it either!" I've never heard of it, how do I know if it's important?
"Now you heard it!" Ziyi leaned on the edge of the bed and sat down carelessly.
"What kind of competition is it?" Yaoyao, the boss behind the scenes, failed so badly that he didn't even know what kind of activities he was carrying out.
"One hundred taels!" Ziyi reached out and asked for money. It was obviously a news fee...
What kind of world is this? Yaoyao was dumbfounded. Wasn’t the boss exploiting his employees? Why did the boss Yaoyao do so pitifully? He was blackmailed by Ziyi anytime and anywhere, and hell, even if he was robbed, he still had to keep smiling!
Yaoyao handed over the purse, and Ziyi held the weight before nodding with satisfaction: "In Piaoxiang Pavilion, the mysterious oiran is Jiji, but there is also a money tree, Wushuang. Wushuang and Jiji are not in the same league, so they posted a challenge.
Give it to Jiji, Jiji took it. As a manager, of course I like free money, so I simply held a grand oiran competition for the two of them to compete for the title of King of Oiran! I can earn some money by the way.
It’s silver…”
Zi Yi's abacus was very accurate. Regardless of whether Jiji was the King of Oirans or Wushuang, he was still the Oiran of Piaoxiang Pavilion... As for the money, of course it was Zi Yi who pocketed it...
Yaoyao nodded in agreement: "It's a bit of a gimmick, it must be very lively!" Tomorrow, she will dress up as a man and sneak away to see...
"Don't even look at who is operating it!" Ziyi cast a disdainful glance at Yaoyao: "You can join in the fun, remember to bring more money..."