Yueying was speechless: "I haven't seen you working hard either."
He sighed and said: "Every time you are like this, you feel that you have lost, so you give up."
Zhou Ci put his fan against his chin and said, "That's right. How about I try harder?"
Yueying rolled her eyes: "You should think about where to stay tonight."
I definitely can't go back to the palace, and there is no extra room in Huanyi Building for their young master to stay.
And they don’t have any money, so they may end up sleeping on the streets.
Zhou Ci was always ambitious, he said: "When a car reaches the mountain, there will be a road, and when a boat reaches the bridge, it will be straight. Why do you think so much about useless things?"
He turned around and was about to go back when he saw a man walking over from a short distance away.
His appearance and temperament clearly indicate that he is not an ordinary person.
"Mr. Zhou, nice to meet you."
The person who came was none other than Wen Qiyu. He was pulled out by his sister today to inquire about this week's resignation.
They heard that Zhou Ci often visited Huanyi Building, so they looked for him.
Just when he saw Zhou Ci coming in with Jiang Nian, he followed him secretly.
Zhou Ci looked at him and said, "Do you know me?"
Wen Qiyu nodded: "Zhou Ci, the son of Yushifu, is a well-known dandy in the capital. He is known for his romantic nature and is known to everyone."
Zhou Ci put away the fan and asked curiously: "I've never seen you before, so I don't know what to call you?
Looking at your talent, you probably didn’t come here to make a living, right?"
Wen Qiyu smiled slightly, announced his name, and then said: "I am very interested in Mr. Zhou's business. I wonder if Mr. Zhou plans to open another Huanyi Building somewhere else?"
Zhou Ci's eyes flashed: "Do you know what kind of business I do?"
Wen Qiyu said: "I know a little bit about it."
Zhou Ci was very curious, wondering how this person knew?
But he felt that this person was not hostile.
After thinking for a while, Zhou Ci said: "Why don't we find a place and let's talk?"
Wen Qiyu said: "I would also like to ask Mr. Zhou to follow me to my friend's house for a chat."
Zhou Ci nodded and didn't ask who his friend was until Wen Qiyu took him to the door of a magnificent mansion.
He was shocked when he looked at the gleaming four characters "Prince Regent's Palace" on the plaque.
Zhou Ci swallowed his saliva, pointed at the regent's palace in front of him and said, "Is this your friend's mansion?"
Wen Qiyu nodded and said: "Prince Beichen and Regent Xiao Chengyi of Nanyue are indeed my friends."
Zhou Ci's jaw almost dropped to the ground. He looked at Wen Qiyu and said, "Who are you?"
Wen Qiyu smiled and said: "I am from Southern Xinjiang and once served as a first-class minister in Southern Xinjiang. The regent took pity on my talent and felt that I could not repay my talents by staying in Southern Xinjiang, so he planned to take me back to Beichen.
The eldest princess of Southern Xinjiang married Nanyue. This marriage was arranged by the regent. I heard that Mr. Zhou went to the palace last night to recommend himself as a pillow.
My sister didn't know what your character was like, so she dragged me here to find out the news, and I eavesdropped on the conversation between you and the eldest princess.
Only then did I know that what Mr. Zhou did was a good deed, and it coincided with my thoughts, so I wanted to get acquainted with him."
Zhou Ci understood. He took a while to calm down and asked Wen Qiyu, "Do you also agree with what I am doing?"
Wen Qiyu said: "To be honest, my beloved girl was deceived by her fiancé and almost fell into trouble.
This world is unfair to women, and I want to do something for them."
Zhou Ci's eyes lit up when he heard this. He put his hand on Wen Qiyu's shoulders and said excitedly, "Brother Wen and I are indeed the same people."