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"How is it? Would you like to stay and help Yiju pick up the guests?"

"Yes, yes!" A group of girls nodded their heads, although they held a skeptical attitude, but even if they were fake, they didn't lose. How can there be any reason to refuse?And they can only pick up guests. If they want to regain their freedom, they have no other choice but to pick up guests in Yiju.

"In this case, wait until the contract is signed."

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The girl wanted to sign the contract, which exhausted Qin Mian.A contract requires at least two copies, and five people equals ten copies. They have been copying and writing until after noon.

The girls all signed a contract with Li Quan, and there was also a signature on the contract. Everything was done in a decent way, which made the girls more trustworthy.

Liu Wensheng left the old house long ago and went to Fengfeng Street to look at the matter of buying a house.

Li Quan was going to take a few new employees to have a light meal, which could be regarded as a meeting gift.

When they heard that Mr. Li was going to take everyone out to a restaurant, the girls felt incredible.

But today I have experienced too many unbelievable things, and it seems normal to go out and frustrate restaurants together.

There were not so many umbrellas in the old house, so a group of people rushed into the rain in a panic, waded through the rain under the leadership of Li Quan, and ran quickly to the old restaurant diagonally opposite to the sound of raindrops falling.

The girls had never seen such an unruly old man, and they couldn't help laughing secretly, and the initial nervousness disappeared.

However, everyone expected that they bumped into an acquaintance just after leaving the old house.

The girl who should have left long ago was still standing at the gate of the house holding a big black umbrella, looking left and right as if hesitating.

Both parties were unaware of the sudden bump into each other, so they both seemed rather surprised.

"Girl, are you still here? Didn't you say that you are free?"

The girl looked solemn, lowered her head, and said in a voice as thin as a mosquito: "I...I...I don't know where to go?"

Seeing the girl's tangled expression, Li Quan felt that these women were really pitiful, and they had nowhere to go after they regained their freedom...

"Don't you have any relatives?"

The girl shook her head.

"Have no friends?"

The girl still shook her head.

"Then what skills do you know? You should be able to make a living with those few hundred taels of silver!" Li Quan took the initiative to advise the other party.

But the girl doesn't know anything.

"I...I only serve men..."

Speaking of this, the girl couldn't help sobbing.Even she herself feels that she is a lowly life, and she will never be able to escape the fate of serving men for the rest of her life.

In fact, all girls are the same. Looking at what happened to girls and thinking of myself, it is inevitable to feel sad.

Li Quan frowned: "Are you staying to pick up guests at Yiju?"

The girl nodded softly: "The cheap maid is really... very cheap, she will ask the master to let me go for a while, and then she will be so shameless..."

The girl's face was red to the base of her neck, and the shame at this moment can be imagined.

"Why are you talking about this? It's my master who didn't think carefully. I patronized you and gave you freedom, but I didn't think about your future life. If this is the case, then stay in Yiju first, and if you meet a man who can trust you for the rest of your life before leaving, From now on, it will be a normal life for a husband to teach a child.”

"I...can I really do it?" The girl couldn't believe the blueprint Li Quan described.

But the girls who have signed the contracts all know that these are not fake, one by one they scramble to show their contracts and explain to the girls chirping.

The girl who went back and forth quickly integrated into the big family, followed Li Quan to the old restaurant and surrounded a table.

The old restaurants in Songren Street were full of old people. Li Quan brought a group of young girls in and immediately attracted everyone's attention.

A pair of relatively young men and women came to the old house in Songren Street. This matter has long been passed on by the old people in Songren Street.

Li Quan's identity once became a hot topic of discussion among the old people, but they did not have the magical powers of the big figures in Beijing, and no specific results were discussed.

Now that Li Quan brought so many girls in, you can tell by the jealous eyes that they are about to eat people, and we will have to talk about it for a while.

"Bang Dang" sounded!

A brass teapot fell to the ground.

"Are you listening or not? If you don't listen, the old man will leave!"

On the second floor, the storyteller who had worked in the old restaurant for more than ten years became popular. The arrival of Li Quan and his party attracted everyone's attention, so that no one listened to his storytelling. This is how the current situation came about.

Li Quan came here for the first time, and the storyteller made a fuss about Qin Mian, and Li Quan had a very bad impression of him.

"Don't bother with that old stuff, let's eat our own."

Li Quan can ignore it, but the rest of the old diners who rely on the storyteller to dawdle don't dare to provoke him. If they don't hear his storytelling in the future, it will be a torment every day!

Ever since, a group of people gathered around the storyteller to comfort him for a while, and finally let his anger dissipate.

Returning to his seat, he picked up the blackened folding fan and shook it: "nnd! Where did it go?"

After thinking about it, he still couldn't say anything, so he simply closed the folding fan and slapped it on the table.

"Snapped!"

"Let's start over and talk about Fan Jian from Xiangming Street in Beijing, do you know?"

Everyone in the audience shook their heads.

Li Quan also listened attentively, thinking that if this fellow made an issue of Qin Mian again, he would have to jump up and pluck his beard!Hearing that it was Fan Jian, he withdrew his mind.

The storyteller continued: "You don't hear anything out of the window, and Fan Jianren from Xiangming Street gave him the nickname 'No. 20 Juren in the World'! Listen, how arrogant is this title? But, don't think that this guy has great talent. The origin of the name is because this person went to Beijing to take the exam 20 years ago, and failed every time. This exam lasted for [-] years! This kid is average in learning, but his hard heart is rare in the world. He is considered a strange person among the little people. He is well-known in Xiangming Street. But recently, the old man learned that this person is not number one in terms of mental strength.

You know, before Fan Jianjing, there was a cardamom girl in the township and her childhood sweetheart, who read together for several years until after Fan Jianzhongju.The girl admired her talent and learning, and Fan Jian thought of her companionship, so she agreed that the day of high school would be the time to return home to marry the girl.Unexpectedly, Fan Jing suffered repeated setbacks in the future, nearly twenty years later, the girl has long passed the time of marriage, and the childhood sweetheart she thought she was has already become someone else's wife.The clinker cardamom girl actually made a promise to stick to her life when she was young. After 18 years of wind and rain, she still has not married.All I can think of in my heart is when Fan is exhausted! "

Chapter 506: My slave is called a vixen

"Looking at the present, the man has never let his mother marry, and he seems to be sticking to the agreement of the year. The old man doesn't like Fan Jian, but he is quite moved to see the infatuation between men and women. Next spring, Fan Jian will go to the Exam, if from now on in high school, not only the dream of an infatuated man will be fulfilled, but also a good story will be made, and it will be immortal in the future."

Storyteller's story comes to an end.

The girls at the same table as Li Quan couldn't help but sigh: "I really hope that Fan Jian can be the champion of high school..."

Li Quan curled his lips: "Do you really believe it? The ten-year-old Xin Niang's hair hasn't grown yet! It's like an idiot complaining about a woman, and the ghost will believe it!"