The door to the private room was not closed for a long time.
Li Zhihong looked back at Han Dongwen's figure on the other side of the corridor and stood on the right side of the Taishi's chair inside.
She and Yang Liuqing were on the left and right, but did not sit down. They just stood quietly like maids on both sides of the Grand Master's chair.
"Since you're here, young hero, why don't you come in and sit down?"
A voice came from the direction of the Grand Master's chair. The man sitting on the chair did not turn around or show his face. He was still looking at the lobby under the railing, leaving only Han Dongwen's back.
As if waiting for Han Dongwen, Yang Liuqing also smiled and turned her head to look in Han Dongwen's direction.
Lychee in front of her was stunned, turned to look at the figure of the young hero during the day, and shook his head with an eager expression.
Seeing her shaking her head, Han Dongwen's expression suddenly became confident. He smiled, grabbed the long cloth bag, straightened his waist, and stepped into the private room just like that.
There were also two Taishi chairs, and the man with his back to Han Dongwen still didn't look back.
Han Dongwen looked forward, walked past Yang Liuqing and Li Zhihong without looking, and sat down on the Taishi chair next to the man.
"Young hero is so brave."
The man said sincerely.
Han Dongwen let out a long breath, as if he was still enjoying the performance of the girl in the lobby, looked towards the middle of the lobby, and spoke slowly:
"Seeing that Hailou can have such a status in Haizhou, Chi finally gained some insight."
"Oh? Is there something in Chi Shaoxia's words?"
The man seemed genuinely curious.
Han Dongwen smiled: "As soon as I saw Haiyazi get off the boat, I became a fugitive who had escaped from the escort for no reason. Is this the plan of Jianhailou?"
"Of course not. Seeing that there is no enmity between Hailou and Chi Shaoxia, how could he frame Shaoxia Chi inexplicably?"
"It's not a frame-up."
Han Dongwen turned his head and glanced at Yang Liuqing, then raised his hand.
Yang Liuqing was stunned, wondering what he was going to do.
"Serve tea to Young Master Chi." The man next to him said.
Han Dongwen naturally once again lamented in his heart the strict requirements in the palace.
The tea was handed to Han Dongwen's hand. He blew it and then said: "It's not a frame-up. What you want is just a person who robs escorts. Naturally, you have no grudge against me. I'm just on the road, and I was unlucky enough to be chosen by you."
The man on the side said nothing, waiting for Han Dongwen to continue.
"I arrived in your building by mistake. Fortunately, Chi has some money, so your plan is to collect money to exonerate me - rather than catching me as a scapegoat, it's better to earn more money." My eight gold dollars, and selling my favor is a good deal. As for the scapegoat of the escort, I can just change it to someone else."
The tea cooled down a bit. Han Dongwen took a small sip and smacked his lips: "I returned to the old tree, but this tea is not brewed well."
The man spoke in a calm voice: "This Xiguishu tea is offered directly to Siyang and sold to the Sansihe Palace. Even the Holy Emperor may drink this kind of tea on weekdays, but it still can't catch the eyes of Chi Shaoxia?"
Han Dongwen smiled: "This is definitely not what the Emperor likes to drink."
The man's face was a little dark, but he did not continue to argue on this topic: "Chi Shaoxia's guess is somewhat unfounded, but if you are willing to take care of the business in the building, you should be able to get along well in Haizhou in the future."
"Yeah, I thought that was it."
Han Dongwen leaned back and sighed: "But it's hard for Chi to figure out how the scapegoat of another robbery escort could find Zhang Sihai at night."
The man didn't speak, but Lychee beside him suddenly opened his eyes wide.
"Zhang Sihai is the family of the girl in your building. No matter how much Yihonglou loves money, he will not stretch his hands on his girl's head. If you keep doing this for a long time, how can there be Baihua like tonight who is willing to be in Yihonglou? Staying still?"
He put the teacup in his hand aside and still looked at the lobby under the railing: "So, Yihonglou, no, what Jianhailoutu wants is not the little money that Litchi redeemed, but to ask her to stay here tonight, let a hundred flowers bloom, and still let her stay." I saw that someone was preparing to bid with me, and I was sure that I, the wronged person, would be surprised and spend a lot of money to make an appointment with her, and even redeem her life. Am I right, Mr. Shopkeeper?"
After Han Dongwen finished speaking the last word, he finally turned to look at this man.
This is a very ordinary-looking man, thirty years old? Forty years old?
I don't know. Although he is wearing expensive clothes, he seems to have no aura.
"Chi Shaoxia has said so much. You should be thirsty. If you don't like this Xiguishu tea, I will ask someone to make it again."
The shopkeeper of Yihonglou smiled.
Han Dongwen raised the corner of his mouth and waved his hand: "No, I just want to meet you, the shopkeeper of Yihonglou, who can cover the sky with one hand in Haizhou. It's a pity that I don't have much money on me. I'm a real pauper. Otherwise, I won't count." It’s worth asking Guilou to make money, and it’s understandable that I can make you a friend.”
"Young hero spends a lot of money without hesitation. He has this kind of mentality. If everything can be predicted correctly, wealth will only be a matter of time." The shopkeeper said with a smile.
Han Dongwen was smiling, but after hearing his words, his eyebrows raised slightly: "What the shopkeeper said is that Chi made a mistake?"
"wrong."
Yang Liuqing on the side spoke, his face already full of smiles.
Han Dongwen looked at her expression, hesitated for a moment and blinked, and suddenly realized something.
"Chi Shaoxia is extremely smart. He can see so much in just half a day, and he is already among the best. It would be too much to expect you to do everything right."
The "shopkeeper" stood up, clasped his hands and bowed to Han Dongwen respectfully: "I am not the shopkeeper of Yihonglou. I was asked by the shopkeeper to pick flowers and bid with Chi Shaoxia. Please bear with me, young man."
Han Dongwen took a deep breath, stood up, and turned his head to look at the door of the elegant room.
After a while, he grinned at the person standing there: "I see, then this shopkeeper is the first thing I said wrongly, but are there any other mistakes?"
The man standing there smiled with his hands behind his back, and his smile was so contagious that even Han Dongwen almost felt happy for him.
It's Yang Facai.
"Hahahahaha, Young Master Chi can't say that! No one in this world knows everything. Your judgment is naturally based on all the things you know. If you directly identify me as the shopkeeper of Yihong Building, it will be unreasonable. It must be a wild guess."
Yang Facai took a few steps forward and stretched out a hand towards Han Dongwen: "If I'm just guessing, Yang doesn't admire Chi Shaoxia as much as he does now. Come and serve tea, Canary Buds."
Han Dongwen held his broad palm and scratched it hard: "Shopkeeper Yang Muzan, it's just that I have a straightforward temper and spend as much money as I have, but I really can't take care of the Yihong Building business anymore, so your work has been in vain. I'm really sorry for misunderstanding him as some kind of rich man."
Yang Facai was so happy that he sat down on the chair given by the fake shopkeeper. His expression finally became more serious:
"The second thing that Chi Shaoxia didn't realize is that the money I paid for the Yihong Building was not Chi Shaoxia's money."
"oh?"
Han Dongwen blinked and leaned forward.
"I wonder what sect Chi Shaoxia is now. Have you ever heard of Qimen Escort Agency?"
After Yang Facai finished speaking with a smile, he took out two agate walnuts from somewhere in his hand and started playing with them.
There was a hint of impatience in the eyes looking at Han Dongwen that was difficult to detect.
