My wife is a sword god

Time is like running water, and the scenery of January passes quietly between the fingers.

During these days, Qin Feng, in addition to his normal daily practice as before, was always practicing the Three Thousand Qi-Looking Technique, and thinking about how to accomplish what he asked his heart to do in the first place.

Inside Wangyue Residence, shopkeeper Peng has just returned from Qiyuan City and is reporting on the operation of the branch.

He looked excited: "Young Master, although there are only three branches in Qiyuan City, the monthly profit is enough to compare with one-fifth of the monthly profit in Jinyang City.

The biggest profit maker is the third-floor restaurant specially set up for distinguished guests. Seventy-eight percent of the profit comes from here. "

Qin Feng raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, Qi Yuancheng is an old-style Tiancheng after all, and there are still many rich big dogs in the city.

Looking at the heavy boxes of money piled in the room by Shopkeeper Peng, Qin Feng couldn't help but think of the figure in white dressed as a man.

The profit from Wangyueju still needs to be shared with that guy.

"I don't know where she is at this moment? Could it be Yulin City?

After all, she is the young head of Jubaozhai in Yulin City. "Qin Feng murmured to himself.

It's not that he wants to give away his share to others. After all, how can a businessman be in a hurry to give away money?

Just seeing the great success of the Qiyuancheng branch, he wanted to spread Wangyueju's business model to the entire Daqian like Jubaozhai.

To do this, experience and connections are indispensable.

The young master of Jubaozhai, who is disguised as a man, can provide him with a lot of help in this regard.

However, Yulin City was too far away from Jinyang City, and he could not confirm whether the guy was definitely in Yulin City, so this idea was never put into action.

Shopkeeper Peng was still chattering excitedly: "The most correct decision I have ever made in my life is to come to Wangyue Residence and follow you, the eldest young master.

It's a pity that Jinyang City is too small after all, and the young master can't use his skills.

Otherwise, if the eldest young master is allowed to enter the imperial capital Fengtian City, he will definitely be able to do great things! "

Shopkeeper Peng is convinced of this.

Qin Feng raised his eyebrows. Shopkeeper Peng's words reminded him of the sporadic images he saw when he used the stargazing technique.

Ever since my father brought his family to Jinyang City from Fengtian City, he has never returned to the Imperial Capital. In the blink of an eye, more than ten years have passed.

I don’t know when I will return to Fengtian City next time.

"The water in Fengtian City is very deep. If you really get there, you have to coil up if it's a dragon, and squat if it's a tiger. How can it be so easy to do something big?" Qin Feng shook his head with a smile.

After leaving Wangyue Residence and heading to the Demon Slayer Division, Mr. Zhou has not returned yet.

Calculating the time, more than a month has passed, and I don't know what happened in Fengtian City.

In front of the documents, Shi Ziming looked at the piles of official documents with a sad face.

Jinyang City has become the land of dragon veins. Although it has not been officially established as a heavenly city, there are many more trivial matters in daily life than before.

He had not tasted the taste of a brothel for a long time.

“A protective barrier has been established in the city, and the strength of the guards is much stronger than before, so the population is increasing.

I heard that there are many beautiful girls in the brothel, but unfortunately, I never have time to go. "

Qin Feng had a strange look on his face: "Master Shi, you are already old enough. Don't hang around in that place waiting for fireworks all day long. Find a good family as soon as possible and live a good life is the right way."

"Hey, are you trying to educate me? You see, I'm so busy with trivial matters that I don't have time to fall in love with a woman."

They are all excuses. You just like all kinds of public buses instead of private cars. Qin Feng twitched the corner of his mouth.

"After the corpse disaster in Shuliang City, Mr. Zhou left for Fengtian City. Why haven't you come back yet?"

Shi Ziming finished reviewing the official document and put it aside. He stood up and poured himself a cup of tea. While drinking, he said, "Who knows? Maybe he is too tight on weekdays and wants to take this opportunity to relax."

"Master Zhou is not that kind of person." Qin Feng shook his head.

“Hey, circumstances change a person.

The prosperity of Fengtian City is beyond your imagination.

I once went there, and all the girls in the brothel were so pretty that any one of them could become the oiran here.

Maybe, our Mr. Zhou is also immersed in that gentle land and cannot extricate himself. "

Master Zhou is not you. Qin Feng was about to speak, but his eyes suddenly widened because behind Shi Ziming, Zhou Kai's figure appeared at the entrance of the lobby.

"Master Shi, don't talk nonsense. Fengtian City is the imperial capital after all. The procedures there are complicated. Just to meet Emperor Ming, you need to go through many checkpoints.

Mr. Zhou may have been delayed by something important, but that's not necessarily the case. "

"What important matter has to be delayed for so long?" Shi Ziming raised his eyebrows: "Although Mr. Zhou holds a grudge, he is not here at the moment. Why are you still so hesitant when you speak?

According to me, he must be enjoying himself in Fengtian City."

When Qin Feng heard this, he was startled and hurriedly signaled with his eyes, but Shi Zi obviously had a long-standing grudge before, and once Master Hei Zhou opened his chat box, he could not close it.

"Mr. Zhou is good at everything, but he is too serious. He reads every one of so many official documents carefully. When can this work be completed?"

"Also, he usually looks so stern, people who don't know think he has facial paralysis."

"I've never seen anyone as petty as him."

Seeing Mr. Zhou's face getting darker and darker, Qin Feng lowered his head silently. He no longer wanted to worry about it.

After about half a stick of incense passed, Shi Ziming finished his rant and let out a breath.

After the tedious process of reviewing official documents, I felt much more relaxed after speaking out my innermost thoughts.

After drinking all the tea in the cup, he looked at Qin Feng and asked puzzledly: "Why do you look like this?"

Qin Feng did not answer, but showed some sympathy.

Shi Ziming, who suddenly felt something was wrong, quickly turned around and saw that Mr. Zhou's face had turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

"Master Zhou Zhou, when did you come back?" Shi Ziming stuttered.

"When you said that you were immersed in the gentle land and couldn't extricate yourself." Zhou Kai had no expression on his face, passed by Shi Ziming, sat on the papers, and glanced at the piles of official documents.

"It has only been a little over a month and there are so many official documents left. It seems that I was too kind to you in the past."

As soon as these words came out, Shi Ziming staggered and almost lost his balance.

"I still have something to discuss with Mr. Shi, Qin Feng, you will go back today.

Presumably it won't be long before Emperor Ming's imperial decree reaches the Qin Mansion. "

Qin Feng originally wanted to stay a little longer and watch the excitement, but when he heard this, he immediately showed a surprised look.

"Imperial decree? Lord Zhou, what is the imperial decree?"

"You'll know later."