Chapter four hundred and ninety-ninth hook bar weather
Seeing Xiao Cui going out with a depressed expression, it might not take long for Xiao Zhu to know that Weaver Girl had lunch with Cowherd every day, and it was not a once-a-year meeting at all. Zeng Zuimo raised his head and glanced at Li Yi, saying, "Xiao Cui
You lied too, she has been talking about Chinese Valentine's Day since last month."
"The outside world is very cruel. Unexperienced girls like Xiaocui have been living in a greenhouse. It is easy to be deceived by these beautiful things. There is no harm in letting them feel the cruelty of the facts in advance." Li Yi looked at
He glanced at her and said: "This is what you ladies should do. I'm just helping you. No need to thank me. There are a few pretty good newcomers in the hook bar. Please take the trouble to praise me."
A handful..."
"I plan to try that new bra." Zeng Zuimo glanced at him and put down the brush in his hand.
"No problem." Li Yi waited for her words and said, "If you need money or manpower, just ask. If Miss Qing can't solve it, you can come to me."
Ruyifang, perfume workshop, ice-making workshop... and a series of shops under Goulan's name. In fact, the daily income is already a very huge number, but Goulan needs to operate and expand, and there must be enough money for Liu Er.
Miss Tossing the Heroes List, including the two Hero Conferences that will be held later, requires a lot of money. For now, she still needs to occupy more markets and create the first high-end underwear brand in Jingguo. Others have not yet discovered this.
Before taking advantage of business opportunities, it is necessary to make a lot of money.
"Also..." Zeng Zuimo's face turned red and he said hesitantly: "I have designed several new styles in the past two days, please see if they work."
"Then take it out quickly!" Li Yi looked at her, he was still in a hurry.
Zeng Zuimo glanced at him, took out a few drawings from a small box, and put them on the table. However, he sat by the bed and stopped looking at them.
Li Yi flipped through it a few times and frowned. Although Zeng Zuimo's painting skills were excellent, the designs of these bras were a bit conservative!
Seeing him frowning, a look of disappointment appeared on Zeng Zuimo's face. For these things, she only slept for an hour last night, but she was still denied, and she felt naturally disappointed.
"You can take a look at some of the designs I have drawn." Li Yi picked up the pen and quickly flipped through the "Illustrated Book of My Mind", turning on the copy-paste mode.
"Okay, take a look at these..." Time was limited, so Li Yi only drew a few pictures and walked over to hand the manuscript paper to her.
Zeng Zuimo took it, his eyes stayed on it for a moment, his face immediately turned from reddish to red, he crumpled the pieces of paper into a ball, and said angrily: "Shameless!"
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Li Yi shook his head. When he walked out of Zeng Zuimo's room, he was still a little angry. Why was the boudoir fun between husband and wife so shameless?
Future experience tells us that the less fabric used in underwear, the more valuable it is. Although this woman is beautiful, she does not have any forward-thinking business acumen. Li Yi was a little skeptical and gave her the business.
, is it simply a wrong decision?
"Dirty, shameless..." In the room, Zeng Zuimo sat on the bedside with her face flushed, and cursed a few words bitterly, then spread out the crumpled paper, thinking about what if she wore the paper with the words drawn on it.
Her face couldn't help but turn redder.
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Old Man Sun was born to do Goulan, and the poor actors in Kyoto now almost regard him as a god. I am afraid that even today, his status in the hearts of the actors is not as high as his.
There are many Gou Lans in Kyoto, and many of them exist in the form of small groups. However, in just a few months, Old Man Sun has made Gou Lan the largest in Kyoto and even Panorama Country. His achievements are truly astonishing.
Although the scale is large, the order is still very orderly. There are many check boxes to buy tickets, and people enter the venue in a civilized manner. If someone sincerely causes trouble, several beast-like giants will immediately drag them to the corner and teach them the rules.
Li Yi walked around a goulan in the city and was very satisfied with the current situation. The plays performed in the goulan already had a bit of a theatrical quality, and there would be large-scale updates every month, with various novel stories.
There are endless scripts, and I don’t know how many people have become regular regulars.
"Uncle Li County?"
When Li Yi was going to take a look backstage, a surprised voice suddenly came from behind.
He turned his head, looked at the strange young man opposite, and asked doubtfully: "I'm sorry for my blindness, who is your Excellency?"
The young man hurriedly said: "Xiaguan Wanxu is just a small censor. It's not surprising that County Uncle Li doesn't know about Xiaguan. That day, County Uncle Li won two literary examinations on the Golden Palace, and Xiaguan was on the palace."
Watch."
"Wan Xu?" Li Yi always felt that he had heard this name somewhere. After thinking about it for a moment, he looked at him with a look of surprise on his face and asked, "Who was the censor who impeached the King of Shu last time?"
A trace of embarrassment appeared on the young censor's face, and he nodded slightly.
"Not bad, not bad." Li Yi suddenly admired the young censor named Wan Xu, looked around and said: "However, as a censor, if you don't do what you should do, what are you doing here?
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Wan Xu said quickly: "Xiaguan came here just on the orders of Ma Zhongcheng."
Li Yi looked at him and frowned and asked, "Does the Yushitai also control the Goulan?"
Wan Xu was startled, shook his head and said: "Master Li misunderstood. It was Ma Zhongcheng who said that these hook-and-rail tile houses are the place where people can speak freely. Master Zhongcheng said that the censor's eyes should not just focus on the court, but public opinion is equally important.
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Li Yi thought for a while, if Goulan became a place where censors often hang out, then as long as the news of the king of Shu and the young master of Qin breaking off their sleeves and splitting peaches came out the evening before, Emperor Jing would be able to find him in the morning of the next day.
My son is a crook, and all civil and military officials know that they should stay away from these two people in the future. Wouldn't it be nice?
"Master Ma is very far-sighted." Li Yi said with great approval.
The censor named Wan Xu bowed slightly to him and said: "The lower official just saw County Uncle Li by chance, so he went to pay a visit. I have official business to attend to later, so I won't disturb County Uncle Li."
Li Yi waved his hand. He didn't have much time to chat with the censor, so he turned and walked towards the backstage of Goulan.
It wasn't until Li Yi's back disappeared that the excitement on Wan Xu's face gradually disappeared.
Uncle Li County has become a legend in the eyes of many people. He single-handedly turned the tide and saved the face of the country, causing the envoys of the State of Qi to return in defeat. This alone made him attract a lot of fans in Kyoto.
Naturally, this also includes the censor named Wan Xu.
Of course, with his special status, he naturally knew some information that ordinary people didn't know. In his heart, he admired County Uncle Li who was about the same age as him even more.
After his mind calmed down a little, Wan Xu remembered that he still had important official duties today.
It was the seventh episode of "Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai", and he had to rush to listen to it. A place like Goulan was not the place for a woman like her, but the latest issue of the story that had been handwritten by someone else would not be available until early tomorrow morning.
I have to sell it. If I can't tell my wife when I go home at night, I'm afraid I'll have to sleep in the study again...
Thinking of how she was crying and trying to continue talking, Wan Xu suddenly felt a little dizzy, but he still bought a ticket at the door and walked in sadly...
[PS: The second update is late. Book friends with regular schedules can’t wait to go to bed first. Immortal cultivators will pretend that I didn’t say anything.] 8)
