After finishing a bowl of jelly, Uncle Cheng took out a booklet from his sleeve.
"Xiao Jiang, my second uncle likes your straightforward temper. This is the sales progress of mirrors in half a month."
The first batch of mirrors has begun to flow into Dafeng. Uncle Cheng was very cautious, fearing to attract the attention of the royal family, and specially had them transported to branches in several developed cities.
Of course, this sales data is also somewhat delayed.
Jiang Wan took it and glanced at it casually. The mirror exploded, and it was naturally a hot seller.
She quickly handed the booklet to Second Uncle Cheng, "Second Uncle, I believe you.
Let's wait until the general booklet is ready and then send it over for accounting together. "
"atmosphere!"
Uncle Cheng gave Jiang Wan a thumbs up again and couldn't help but say to Song Jiuyuan before leaving:
"You are lucky that the prince can marry Xiao Jiang. You must treat her better, otherwise I won't agree!"
To say that it was a purely cooperative relationship at the beginning, Uncle Cheng now has a little more respect for Jiang Wan.
Song Jiuyuan raised his chin proudly and said reservedly: "It is indeed my blessing."
Seeing him say this, Uncle Cheng looked surprised.
Song Jiuyuan used to be such a proud man. Sure enough, people will change once they encounter love.
Cheng Jin helped Uncle Cheng leave, and Song Jiuyuan suppressed the smile on his face.
"Wanwan, the Cheng family is trustworthy now, but that doesn't mean it will be trustworthy in the future. What you did is right."
"Yes, it is the last word to be strong."
Jiang Wan smiled and took out another deed from her sleeve, "Let's take a look."
"Wanwan, we will be husband and wife soon. We don't need to separate so clearly, right?"
Song Jiuyuan hesitated, "What's mine is yours, and my people are at your disposal."
"Brothers are still settling accounts."
Jiang Wan said bluntly: "If one day you treat me badly and we make peace..."
"Will not."
Song Jiuyuan panicked, "Wanwan, I won't treat you badly, and we will never reconcile."
"I mean if."
After all, Jiang Wan is a modern person. Discord and divorce are common after modern marriages.
She was sure that she was in love with Song Jiuyuan at the moment, but she was not sure that he would not change in his lifetime.
"No ifs."
Song Jiuyuan's face darkened, obviously a little angry, "Wanwan, you still don't believe me."
Jiang Wan was choked, and it was obvious that Song Jiuyuan was really sad. This is the ideological gap between modern people and ancient people.
In the eyes of the ancients, even if they don't fall in love after getting married, a woman should not divorce but endure the humiliation and bear the burden.
But Jiang Wan was not such a person. Facing Song Jiuyuan's persistent eyes, Jiang Wan felt depressed and uncomfortable.
"Song Jiuyuan, it's not that I don't believe you."
The two were deadlocked. Song Jiuyuan, who had always compromised in the past, did not speak first this time.
He picked up a pen and signed his name on the deed, then stood up and left silently.
Looking at his back, Jiang Wan felt agitated for no reason.
Qiuniang came to clear the table and felt a little distressed when she saw Jiang Wan's dejected look.
"Girl, what's wrong with you?"
"Qiu Niang, am I really wrong?"
Jiang Wan murmured, her heart aching. Ever since she reconciled, it was indeed Song Jiuyuan who had been accommodating her.
But this time, she clearly realized that there was still a generation gap between them.
"Girl, I just want you to be happy."
Qiuniang's tone was gentle, "My prince loves you the most, and he is not necessarily angry with you at the moment.
When you guys have some rest, he will definitely come back to you. "
"I don't want to go out today."
Jiang Wan returned to her room irritably. After a while, she heard a noise in the yard.
It's Song Yi.
Jiang Wan couldn't help but look around, but saw no familiar figure.
Song Yi whispered: "Miss Jiang, the prince's office is busy with something, so I didn't come over."
"oh."
Jiang Wan took the people into the pharmacy in despair, and then watched them move the jade away.
Returning to the space again, Jiang Wan lay on the table and grabbed a handful of hair irritably.
It was also at this time that Jiang Wan clearly realized that Song Jiuyuan had reached the point where he could influence her emotions.
"Master, I feel sorry for this man who will be unlucky for the rest of his life."
The little elf spoke quietly, burning Jiang Wanlei's skin tenderly on the outside, "Little elf, who taught you this?"
"No need to teach, there are many examples in the book, Tongzi thinks the master is right.
Property should indeed be divided well. Many scumbag men will not share their property with women after they change their minds. "
Jiang Wan never expected that the system would actually be on her side, and she was filled with surprise.
"If you put it like that, I feel less guilty."
This was in ancient times, and Song Jiuyuan was the prince. If that day came, Jiang Wan might not be able to escape from her grasp.
So she is right!
Thinking like this, Jiang Wan kept brainwashing herself. After washing herself, she felt a little tired and fell asleep directly in the space.
She was awakened by the urgent knocking on the door outside. When she left the space, she heard Qiuniang's urgent voice.
"Girl, someone is here from Shangshu Mansion?!!"
"What?!!"
Jiang Wan was so startled that she suddenly woke up. She glanced at her messy appearance and calmly changed her clothes.
Qiuniang's mouth was full of anxiety, "Girl, why aren't you anxious?"
"No hurries."
Jiang Wan snorted softly. After experiencing a moment of panic, Jiang Wan was already awake.
"I don't rely on Shangshu Mansion now, I live in a house I bought myself.
No matter who comes, I'm not afraid. Come on, dress me up nicely. I want them to know that I'm living a good life. "
When Qiuniang heard what Jiang Wan said, she was immediately enlightened.
"The girl is right. No matter what happens, the prince is still here, so what are you afraid of?"
Mentioning Song Jiuyuan, Jiang Wan felt disappointed for no reason. She took a pair of earrings from the table and put them on, stood up and said:
"Let's go and meet the people from Shangshu Mansion."
"Girl, when those people came in, they looked around with a condescending attitude, and the servant asked about their identity.
The man said that you don't know how to discipline your servants, and your slaves don't look at them as good people. "
"Don't worry, I know how to deal with them."
Jiang Wan sneered, she was not the original owner to let them waste time.
Since there are people who seek to torture her when she is in a bad mood, how can Jiang Wan relieve her anger if she doesn't torture them severely?
Soon, they arrived at the front hall, and Jiang Wan heard disdainful discussions inside from a distance.
"This Jiang Wan was still a loser when she arrived in Jiuzhou, and she actually reconciled with the prince.
Do you really think you are confident that you can make such skin care products? What an idiot! "
"The second girl is right."
The maid next to her whispered in agreement, "The elder girl is not worthy of carrying the second girl's shoes.
If it hadn't been of some use, the master wouldn't have asked the second girl to come here. "
"This place is too poor. Once I get the prescription, I will leave here immediately."
This slightly familiar voice was full of disgust, and Jiang Wan dragged this person out of his memory.
It turned out to be Jiang Yan, the concubine born to Xu Xian of Shangshu Mansion. Now that her biological mother has been Fu Zheng, she can be regarded as half a legitimate daughter.
