I opened a bookstore in ancient times

The lights are brightly lit, the singing girl is holding the pipa obliquely, and the clear voice is floating on the Qiongjiang River.

Seeing that Su Yao didn't answer, the young man dressed in black knelt down next to Su Yao while holding the wine, his eyes waved gently, and when he lowered his eyes a little, he became charming.

Su Yao became more and more at a loss.

Before he opened his mouth to refuse, he saw Shi Shiran, a young man in green clothes, coming from the other side, sitting on the armrest of Su Yao's chair quite supplely, but his tone was frivolous: "Boss Su, do you like pear blossom brewing?"

Another hand casually placed on Su Yao's shoulder, took a sip, lowered his head slightly, and said ambiguously: "Boss Su, do you want to have a taste?"

Su Yao usually still thinks that Bai Min is coquettish, compared to this, Bai Min can be regarded as upright and honest when he runs the train with his mouth full.

Su Yao made him feel uncomfortable with one hand, sat up straight and avoided it, and hurriedly explained: "...the shopkeeper may have misunderstood. I can't touch makeup, it's because of my body, not because I like... like men mean."

As soon as Su Yao spoke, she felt a little strange in her heart, and her voice became softer unconsciously.

Don't you like men?

……Really?

He was slightly startled, but before he understood the confusion in his heart, the shopkeepers at the main table were silent again.

They exchanged glances again.

The shopkeeper with a big belly was the most eager. Hearing Su Yao's tone, he said that he was still shy and refused, and waved his hand: "Hey, Boss Su is not being kind. Come out to play, and you have no family, but Restrict what?"

He hugged a girl in his arms, and only followed his fingers: "You two, don't you have any makeup?"

The young lady in green was very active, and said with a smile: "No."

Looking back at Su Yao again, he said softly, "I just said that we were called to serve Boss Su. The clothes are all new from the inside out."

Su Yao stared at him with twinkling eyes, her whole body was not well.

All present were wealthy businessmen from the old capital. Although it is ancient times, it is not uncommon to talk about business and play some activities and even sports after drinking.

But Su Yao is not used to this kind of adult commercial wine scene, if there is any scene that is not suitable for children later, he just wants to leave quickly.

It's not a compulsory item, so you should be able to go.

Just as Su Yao was about to get up, the shopkeeper behind him approached and reminded him in a low voice, "Boss Su, sit down anyway. You are so eye-catching today, and everyone is excited about it. You are not walking away in front of everyone." Is it Huiwentang's face?"

This is a kind-hearted old shopkeeper. He said with a slight smile, "You are still young, so you probably haven't passed by. Wait a while for them to get drunk, and then you can go quietly. I will go with you."

The old shopkeeper sipped his tea and raised his glass with Su Yao: "Jiang's Bookstore."

Another large bookstore in old Beijing, with a store in the front and a workshop in the back, self-printed and sold.

The old shopkeeper Jiang smiled softly: "Today, my family is busy with business, and I just arrived. Boss Su is in the limelight and has a lot of money."

Su Yao was about to get up, but Shopkeeper Jiang just smiled and held it down: "Boss Su, you're welcome. I was late, and the movement startled the outside tables, and there was a fuss about fine wine. It's endless."

Jiang's bookstore has a long history, and the books are self-engraved, and the quality is extremely high. It is quite close to many famous families in the old capital.

This is the summary of today's dinner.

People say that it is polite to be late when things are busy. On such a social occasion, old shopkeeper Jiang didn't want to come to save face.

None of the outside tables knew he was coming.

Su Yao exchanged a few words of courtesy with him, and old shopkeeper Jiang went to greet the others at the main table.

It was getting late, there were continuous lanterns on the Qiongjiang River, and the sound of silk and bamboo orchestras was endless.

As soon as the wind blows, there are some warblers and swallows blowing in the water waves.

In the painting boat, people are drinking in twos and threes, and the atmosphere is getting hot.

Su Yao only signaled Cheng An to wait.

Cheng An was so anxious that he rolled his eyes inwardly when he saw the two people kneeling and sitting.

The black-clothed young man was fine, and he only offered tea and snacks with a low eyebrow, and occasionally made a catchy look, seeing that Su Yao told him not to come forward, he didn't move.

The one in green clothes is really frivolous.

All of you here are wealthy businessmen, Su Yao was born the best and the youngest.

It's not uncommon for a young lady to have a desire to seduce and cling to her.

Seeing that you have a gentle temper, maybe if you have a kind heart, you can redeem me?

It doesn't matter if you don't redeem it, if you are born so well, you won't lose money if you play for two days in the future.

Well worth the money today.

The lights were flickering, and Yiyi, a young man in green clothes, sat beside Su Yao and handed him a glass of wine: "Why does Boss Su only drink tea?"

Su Yao looked indifferent: "You don't need to serve, just sit."

The young lady in green is able to appear on such a stage, he is naturally good at guessing people's hearts.

Su Yao's demeanor is too friendly, with a straight face, and a little careless.

Pretty seductive.

The young man in green got closer and put his hand on Su Yao's shoulder.

Su Yao frowned: "Sit down."

The young man in green smiled softly, and touched Su Yao's neck and shoulders with his hands. When Su Yao moved, he used his other hand to hold Su Yao's wrist involuntarily.

This person looks coquettish and coquettish, but for some reason, his hands are extremely strong.

Su Yao was startled and suspicious, the young man approached, slightly raised Su Yao's chin, a pair of light eyes were captivating: "I will serve Boss Su well tonight..."

Su Yao was slightly angry, but he barely stopped at the word "good", and his whole body trembled suddenly.

Su Yao threw him away immediately, and looked up again, only to see Fu Ling at the door.

There was a delicate bead curtain hanging at the entrance of the painting boat. Through the curtain, Su Yao could only feel a dark, tall and icy figure standing there.

Seeing Yingying, Yanyan and the messy cups and plates in the hall, it seems to be a little darker.

... There is a feeling that he will pull out a grenade with his backhand and blow up the ship in the next second.

Although there were no grenades in this era, Su Yao could read this sense of fear from the faces of all the shopkeepers present.

Fu Ling opened the curtain and stepped in without saying a word, the young lady in green was so frightened that she fell off the handrail.

Fu Ling glanced at him through the crowd.

Xiao Guan only dared to bury his head on the ground, trembling endlessly.

This person... seems to recognize Mr. Fu.

Su Yao was suspicious again, Fu Gezi was already standing in the center of the hall.

The whole painting boat was silent.

Su Yao even felt that the boat next door suddenly sang a little softer.

Mr. Fu has always had the aloof dignity of a high-ranking person, and he would show a little of it inadvertently on weekdays.

Everywhere you stop, you will have the aura of "Tianliang Wangpo".

When Su Yao first met him, he would feel this oppressive feeling from time to time.

At this moment, nothing was confiscated, and the whole boat was trembling with pressure.

Fu Ling entered the arena like a standard villain, without saying hello, just opened his mouth lightly: "I'm here to pick up Boss Su home."

All eyes in the hall froze for a moment, then quickly turned to Su Yao.

When Da Fu Ling appeared, the happiest person in the hall was Cheng An.

He suppressed his joy, quickly said goodbye to the shopkeepers around him, and pushed Su Yao away.

He also handed the cloak to Fu Ling very thoughtfully.

Fu Ling glanced at him lightly.

Cheng An was taken aback for a moment, then lowered his head holding his breath.

I was wrong, I should have thought that the Chamber of Commerce would have such a link at the end, I should have found an excuse to take Boss Su away.

Fu Ling's eyes were darkened, and he only said one sentence: "It's lucky that I didn't get the face powder on it."

Cheng An shivered, and immediately knelt down.

Although I was a little wronged, when I worked with Fu Xiang in the past, being safe was the standard under any circumstances.

Cheng An was silent, only admitting his mistake: "Cheng An remembered."

Seeing this, Su Yao couldn't help persuading him: "Those people are far away from me, it's really inconvenient for me to go directly, Cheng Anhe..."

"Fortunately."

Before Su Yao finished speaking, Fu Ling interrupted in a cold voice.

Continuous and bright lanterns were adorned on the boat, Fu Ling's eyes were dark, Su Yao couldn't help but startled, and lowered his eyes to stagger.

Fu Xiang was not in a good mood.

This jealousy is too strong, and at the same time worried, it burns into a smoldering fire that soars to the sky.

Stir-fried pigeons are more cautious than jealous pigeons...

It's just that this fire shouldn't be directed at Su Yao, Fu Ling felt a little uncomfortable for a while when he saw that he was frightened.

He was silent, only took the cloak to cover him, stretched out his hand to fasten the belt around the neck and shoulders, recalled that the young lady touched Su Yao's fair neck and shoulders just now, his eyes sank again.

He paused in his hand, and Su Yao paused in his heart, and only whispered: "Mr. Fu, don't be angry."

Although I don't really understand why I am so angry, but...

Fu Ling was slightly taken aback, Su Yao's fine eyelashes drooped, and she only trembled slightly.

The night wind was warm and melodious music was blowing.

Stir-fried pigeons are coaxed by beauty for the first time.

The fire in the heart of stir-frying the pigeons was almost extinguished by the beauty's coaxing words.

Fu Ling's heart was full of turmoil, suppressing his emotions, and when he continued, his movements became more gentle: "I'm strangling you?"

The tone also eased a lot.

Cheng An raised his eyes and sighed again and again: Boss Su is too capable.

Su Yao wanted to shake his head, but his jaw was gently held.

Fu Gezi lowered his eyebrows, slightly dissatisfied: "Don't move."

And very disgusted: "Don't scratch you. The material at the collar of this cloak is thick, and I will make a new one later."

Su Yao looked at Fu Gezi's exclusive flower knot, and said softly, "Thank you, Mr. Fu."

The other half of the heart of stir-frying the pigeons is almost gone.

The night was dark.

On the banks of the Qiongjiang River, thousands of households are lit up.

There is a reason why Fu Ling is in a bad mood today than usual.

Mr. Xie, Dr. Bai and Mr. Xu, no matter what you say, they are also pursuing Su Yao.

Treasure because of liking.

Although Fu Xiang was always jealous in various ways, he also knew that with the character of these people, they would not do anything out of the ordinary.

But the young men on the boat were different.

They are not like.

It was to offend Su Yao.

Su Yao didn't nod his head, Fu Ling couldn't bear to touch Su Yao, who are these people.

A person who dares to touch Fu Xiang.

Fu Ling was jealous on the one hand, but more on anger.

Su Yao just felt right.

Fu Xiang opened the curtain and stepped in, indeed he did not hide his cruel and merciless villain aura in the past.

Thinking of it at this moment, the fire came out again, and he only frowned: "In these occasions in the future, if you want to go, just go."

Su Yao followed him and nodded.

Fu Ling's eyes darkened slightly: "What is Boss Su worried about?"

Su Yao paused.

It stands to reason that people who are angry cannot reason.

Just make it easy.

But Fu Gezi still asked, Su Yao could only smile and said: "I will eventually do business with them in the future, so...how can I explain it?"

Explanation?

Fu Ling didn't raise his eyelids: "Explain to them what. From now on, I will only sign a contract with Boss Su. Is it not enough for me to support you?"

Enough is enough...

But I always feel that these words have a feeling of "I stole the bicycle to raise you" and the Mystery Tyrant always sets up a street stall.

Seeing that Su Yao still didn't speak, Fu Ling turned his back and raised his eyebrows: "Actually, I can explain it. Would Boss Su be willing?"

Fu Ling stood in front of Su Yao, with a narrow smile on his brows and eyes.

Su Yao couldn't help but take a step back.

Taking this step back, he leaned against the fence.

Fu Ling simply took a step closer, raised his eyebrows and smiled again, and said in a low voice: "Just tell them, your husband is narrow-minded and has a bad temper, and he really doesn't want you to participate in this kind of drinking party, so he came to arrest people himself. So, Can everyone just leave in the future?"

Su Yao looked into Fu Ling's deep eyes, and his heart beat like a drum.