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Chapter 308 Write another one and sell myself to you, okay? (first update)
Chapter 306

"My mother has confessed that she is afraid that cousin Wang will be able to fly away after obtaining her household registration. Naturally, she is not afraid of ten thousand, but just in case... right mother?" Liu Yiyi said charmingly to Wang Yang. He raised his eyebrows, then turned his head and smiled towards Granny Wang.

"Huh, of course. Who knows if this kid will be treacherous and think that having a household registration will give him a stronger wings." Wang Po nodded matter-of-factly, and finally gave Wang Yang a fierce look.

Wang Yang opened his mouth, and finally shook his head helplessly. "Old woman, you are too much, what kind of person is I, Mr. Wang, how could I do such a thing."

Wang Po snorted and wanted to say something more, but after seeing the look in the eyes of her own girl, my old lady will spare this brat for a while, and don't bother to argue with him.

"Thank you very much..." Wang Yang looked at Liu Yiyi in front of him, and his heart warmed up. Seeing Liu Yiyi's dangling hand holding the deed of sale, he couldn't help but stretched out his hand and gently held the cool and innocent Sweaty catkin.

"Let go, you disciple, my mother is here." Unexpectedly, Wang Yang would not forget to act like a hooligan at this time. Liu Yiyi couldn't help but blush, and stretched out her foot to step on Wang Yang's instep, but was blocked by this The nimble-footed old gangster ducked out of the way.

However, Wang Yang also released his big hand, and Liu Yiyi, whose cheeks turned red, glared at Wang Yang fiercely, and pretended to be calm, shaking the deed of betrayal in her hand. "Then do you still want this thing?"

"Of course I don't want it, what can I do with this thing?" Wang Yang stared at the sale contract, and couldn't help feeling a little emotional. All his experiences in this historical time and space came from this sale contract.

Liu Yiyi turned her beautiful eyes and smiled sweetly. "Since you don't want cousin Wang, why don't I keep it as a souvenir?" After finishing speaking, the plain white hand like suet jade was holding the thin deed of sale and shaking it back and forth.

Grandpa Wang sniffed, smiled meanly, and lowered his voice. "Since my cousin wants it, I'll rewrite it and sell myself to you, okay?"

"What nonsense are you talking about, you scoundrel!" Liu Yiyi saw Wang Yang's appearance and didn't know that this guy was definitely not thinking of good things. She couldn't help but spat at this scoundrel, and moved away with a blushing face as if running away. step.Subconsciously, he turned his head and looked in the direction of his mother, fearing that Wang Yang's joke would make her unhappy.

But what I didn't expect was that Wang Po, Li Shishi, the old lady and Li Shishi, who had widened their eyes and listened to the two whispered before, looked away tacitly, as if they were muttering something in a low voice. Heard nothing and saw nothing in general.

Seeing Liu Yiyi's uncontrollable shame, Mr. Wang couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion. It's really sad that his sincere confession was treated as a hooligan by this woman. Could it be that his expression or tone of voice is not sincere enough? ?

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On the third day, two vacant rooms had been vacated in Wang Po's house, the big one was reserved for Wang Yang, and the small one was reserved for Master Li. Moved to the house of the Wang Po.And the security personnel of Nayi Red Building worked very hard.As for Wang Yang's departure, he was both happy and somewhat reluctant.

They were naturally happy that Wang Yang was their boss. What they didn't expect was that not only did the boss fight and fight, there were almost no opponents in the entire eastern part of Bianliang, and his literary talent made countless romantic scholars deeply ashamed.

And last year, Uncle Wang beat all the heroes to win the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the poems he wrote were sung by countless brothels, and the dances he choreographed made Yihonglou win the first prize in the Bianhe Festival in one fell swoop. , and it was a great success at the Jinmingchi Mid-Autumn Festival Dinner.

It also allowed the girls of Yihonglou to enter the palace to perform for the emperor, mother, concubine and emperor, which made the business of Yihonglou flourish.

Such a great talent is actually the boss who has been with them day and night for so long, so they are naturally honored.

And now, the boss has presented a magical "Yuanyou Printing Technique" on the emperor's birthday. The emperor has even issued an edict to open Enke. It must not be long before he can no longer be called Brother Wang, but should be called Wang. The young master or Mr. Wang is the right one.

"Hey, why are you standing here in a daze with a box in your arms, why are you giggling?" Wang Yang couldn't help shouting as he looked at the dumbfounded expression of a thug who came to help with a dark face.

"Hey, good, Mr. Wang." After the big hand subconsciously responded, he walked out with the box in his arms.

"Don't yell at me, Mr. Wang, am I very old? Either call me the boss or the young master, and then be careless and be careful that I kick you, don't worry..." Uncle Wang couldn't help being furious. What's the matter, the big brother who was still tender and tender a moment ago turned into a master with chrysanthemum patterns in the blink of an eye, isn't he cursing the tender and tender Wang for premature aging?
Seeing that Wang Yang was still the same as in the past, without the slightest posture of gossip, and still with the posture of grabbing his arms and smashing Huashan if he disagreed with him, several guys who were also full of cranky thoughts couldn't help but trembled. It couldn't help but be a little faster.

And those brothers who had successfully changed jobs from Yihong Building security guards to become handymen and thugs of the Wang family were also working very hard there.

In addition to the five who stayed here, there were five other people sent by Wang Yang to the book printing workshop. With this Yuanyou printing technique, naturally, the scale of the printing workshop also needs to be expanded.

However, if Wang Yang doesn't want the secret of the movable type to be revealed for the time being, he will naturally have to hand over the confidential part to someone he can trust.

The five people sent in the past are the ones who need to control this link in the printing house that will continue to expand in the future.

It only took less than a day to move, but the problem is that the girls in the building are also very reluctant to leave Professor Wang Daxie. These beautiful girls almost all come forward to Wang Yang with red eyes. say goodbye.

Even if it is known that Wang Yang lives not far away, the important thing is that the future Wang Yang, even if he also holds a teaching position in Yihonglou, will not be able to stay here as often as in the past.

Looking at those girls who were crying like tears, Daguan Wang didn't feel very good in his heart.However, he was helpless.

Finally boarding the carriage, looking at the Yihong Building that was gradually moving away, Wang Yang's face had not been very good. Liu Yiyi, who had seen everything in his eyes, knelt down and sat down next to Wang Yang, holding the incense on his shoulder. He touched Wang Yang's arm and asked softly. "What, you can't bear to part with it?"

"Isn't it just moving out? Why do these women make it seem like they are parting from life and death one by one? Alas, it makes me feel uncomfortable." Wang Yang said helplessly after a long sigh.

"That's because they all know that the future you will look more and more different from the present you. Maybe it won't be too long. When you come back, you won't be able to call you Wang Jiaoxi or Brother Wang. You are Mr. Wang or a member of Mr. Wang..." Liu Yiyi frowned slightly, and said in a slightly downcast tone.

"So what? I am still me. This has not changed in the past and will not change in the future. Don't worry..." Wang Yang turned his head as if he was aware of it and looked at Liu Yiyi's charming face. Face, said softly, although the voice was soft, it revealed an indescribable determination.

Looking at Wang Yang, who was close at hand, Liu Yiyi briskly raised the corners of her lips, and nodded lightly in response. At this moment, her heart was extraordinarily happy.

(End of this chapter)