Aunt Shu took out a bottle of wine from the wine cabinet and held two wine glasses in her other hand.
There were three people in the box, but she only had two hands, so Aunt Shu held the third wine glass between her teeth.
Her red lips were tightly attached to the inside and outside of the wine glass. Under the dim light and paired with her plump figure, she looked extremely charming.
The wine glass was placed on the table, and Aunt Shu was about to pour the wine when Zhao Rang suddenly stretched out his hand to block her wrist, then clasped the bottle in his hand, put it under the tip of his nose and smelled it.
He watched with his own eyes as Mr. Li used the skill of pouring wine to poison the leader's wine glass. This bottle of wine had been opened to begin with. If someone else poured it into the cup, Zhao Rang would be even more uneasy.
“After traveling far away, I became more diligent!”
Aunt Shu teased.
Zhao Rang smiled and said nothing. He poured Aunt Shu a drink first and made a gesture of invitation.
Aunt Shu was startled. She didn't expect that Zhao Rang would be so cautious when he came back this time.
Fortunately, she is someone who has seen big scenes, so drinking a glass of wine first is not a big deal at all.
Aunt Shu picked up the wine glass and drank it in one gulp.
After drinking, he stuck out his tongue very provocatively and licked along the rim of the cup.
In this way, she told Zhao Rang that his worries were unnecessary. At the same time, he also expressed his dissatisfaction.
No matter who it is, they will definitely not be happy if they are doubted by others for no reason.
Even though Aunt Shu is a master of making fun of things, she can't hide her emotions very well.
The person who particularly doubted him was Zhao Rang!
At some point, she felt that she and Zhao Rang should be considered friends.
It wasn't until just now that Aunt Shu realized that she might never be Zhao Rang's friend.
She had seen how Zhao Rang treated his friends, like Ximen Dazhuang who was sitting next to her.
Zhao Rang never doubts his friends.
On the other hand, anyone who makes him doubtful cannot be his friend.
“Aunt Shu’s drinking capacity is still so good!”
Zhao Rang said and poured himself a glass of wine.
This cup was much larger than the one given to Aunt Shu just now, as if he was using the extra portion to apologize for his unreasonable suspicion just now.
After drinking up his neck, there was a knock on the door outside the private room. The "new colors" from Ximen Da Zhuangdian have arrived.
Girls like Yingying and Yanyan filed in. Zhao Rang went from the first to the last, and nodded to each girl.
But his eyes didn't stay on any girl's face for more than a moment. Nodding is just polite. If you have read it, you have read it, and there will be no further content.
"Why, are you still thinking about Qingqing?"
Aunt Shu saw Zhao Rang's lack of interest and thought it would be better to make it clear.
Otherwise, if you drink in a mood, you will get drunk very quickly and you will not be able to have fun at all.
"Aunt Shu may have some misunderstanding. Qingqing and I are friends."
Zhao Rang said.
Now that Aunt Shu has spoken out, Zhao Ran has also expressed his attitude.
This means that no matter where Miss Qingqing goes, whether she takes the note or is accompanying guests in other private rooms, she can tell it clearly. He and she are just friends, there is no personal relationship.
"I know that you have an excellent relationship with her."
Aunt Shu said, her voice gradually lowered.
On the side, Ximen Dazhuang had already started playing enthusiastically with the girls, and Aunt Shu's voice was so quiet that Zhao Rang had to concentrate to hear it.
"she left."
"gone?"
Before Aunt Shu spoke, Zhao Rang thought about many possibilities, but not this one.
And walking among Dawei’s people has another meaning...
"This is a simple walk, there is no other meaning."
Zhao Rang asked:
"Qingqing left Changchun Garden?"
Aunt Shu nodded and replied:
"Yes."
"Where has she gone?"
Aunt Shu replied neatly:
"She went back to her roots."
Answers without thinking are often the truth.
Of course, some people would repeat lies in their minds many times in advance to achieve this effect, but Aunt Shu had no need to lie about Qingqing's whereabouts.
Qingqing is the first name of Changchun Garden.
In such a place where you can't help yourself, you have reached the point where you can make decisions for yourself. For a girl who has no father, no mother, no place to go, and is living in the world, it is already a dream.
Qingqing's main profession is embroidery.
She came from the south, where there are many kinds of mulberry trees and silkworms, so silk and silk are abundant there. There are many embroiderers like her, and it should be a good job, but for some reason she has to leave her hometown and come all the way to the north to do this.
Zhao Rang never asked her about this.
But Zhao Rang had seen her embroidery skills, which were considered outstanding even in Suluo City!
People who are skillful with their hands also have a clever mind.
So Qingqing learns everything quickly.
Others couldn't learn Yuzhou's singing in half a month. She only had to listen to it for an afternoon and she could play it by herself, and it was more tactful than the violinist who taught her.
This is true for playing the piano, and it is also true for painting, reciting poetry, and singing.
"It would be good to return to the old line of work. Her embroidery work should be fetched at a good price in the Southland."
Zhao Rang felt a little disappointed when he heard the news of Qing Qing's departure, but as a friend, he felt that he should wish her well.
"She didn't go back to Southland!"
Zhao Rang asked:
"Then where did she go?"
Aunt Shu said:
"She is still in Suluo City!"
Zhao Rang thought about it carefully and realized that the famous cloth shop in the city, Fu Ruixiang, was owned by the Ximen family. I have met Fu Ruixiang's shopkeeper several times, because his Zhao family is also one of Fu Ruixiang's major shareholders, and they pay a lot of money in dividends every year.
Except for Fu Ruixiang, Zhao Rang could not think of any cloth shop that could afford to hire an embroiderer.
You must know that one embroiderer cannot achieve anything at all. This profession requires dozens or even hundreds, otherwise it is meaningless.
Even a girl has to open her mouth to eat. There are so many more mouths for eating for no reason. How can ordinary store owners be able to cope with them?
"I didn't expect that Qingqing would become half of your family!"
Zhao Rang patted Ximen Dazhuang on the shoulder and said.
He was playing dice with a new girl.
He was very unlucky today and had lost eighteen games in a row.
So I drank eighteen glasses of wine in a row.
These drinks are nothing to Ximen Dazhuang, as long as he drinks them at his own pace.
Unfortunately, he loses too quickly every time.
The wine the girl poured for him was too full.
So much so that after eighteen glasses of wine, Ximen Da Zhuang's tongue became a little stiff.
Zhao Rang interrupted the game and talked to him, which changed his direction and allowed him to breathe a sigh of relief.
Xi Mo Da Zhuang shook his head, spit out the strong smell of alcohol, and said:
"Brother Rang, why are there half of my family?"
Zhao Rang deliberately gave it a try and said:
"Do you know where Qingqing went?"
Ximen Dazhuang shook his head to express his ignorance, but under the influence of the alcohol, he smiled and joked:
"I definitely didn't go to your house anyway!"
Zhao Rang said:
"It's true that she didn't go to my house because she went to yours. Let me ask you, is Rui Fuxiang from your family?"
Ximen Dazhuang burped and replied:
"The murex purple coat I'm wearing today belongs to Fu Ruixiang. What happened, Qingqing went to Fu Ruixiang?"
Ximen Da Zhuang’s wine belch stopped.
"Aunt Shu said that she has returned to her old profession and is still staying in Suluo City. She must be in Ruifuxiang."
Ximen Dazhuang nodded first, and then said:
"But Brother Jean, there is no embroiderer in Ruifuxiang! Ruifuxiang only sells materials and ready-made clothes, not tailoring. My coat was made from materials imported by Ruifuxiang and then made by the tailor at home."
"Qingqing is in a newly opened ready-made clothing store, specializing in customization. It is said that the owner behind it is Jiang Lang, the leader of the Nujiang Gang."
Zhao Rang's eyes narrowed.
He stretched out his hand and shook a handful of dice for Ximen Dazhuang.
The girl he was playing with also immediately shook her head.
Just when she was about to open the sieve cup, Zhao Rang pressed it down.
"I'll drive it!"
The two dices were compared, but there was an extra one in the girl's sieve cup.
The results are already obvious.
Ximen Dazhuang lost eighteen games in a row, not because he was unlucky, but because the opponent was out of luck.
Although it is not a gambling game, the glasses of wine are actually drank at a real price.
Ximen Dazhuang suddenly lost interest and leaned back, staring straight at the roof of the elegant room.
Aunt Shu was about to deal with this girl who was dishonest in drinking. Zhao Rang saw that she didn't feel any fear and didn't look like a newcomer at all, so he said to Aunt Shu:
"It's okay, just let her make up for the eighteen glasses of wine. Then it will be fair between the two of them and they can continue to play."
The girl had a drink, and Ximen Dazhuang poured her a drink. He kept saying that he should have noticed it a long time ago, after all, his luck has never been so bad! m.
Zhao Rang became interested in the clothing store opened by Jiang Lang.
He thought that he was right in linking Aunt Shu's avoidance of Qingqing's whereabouts with Jiang Lang's behavior today.
"I met Jiang Lang today."
"I know, you even treated him to roast pork!"
When Aunt Shu said this, she couldn't help but chuckle.
The "please" she said was of course referring to Zhao Rang's unique "please".
No one in Suluo City has a good impression of the Nujiang Gang, and Aunt Shu is no exception. She folded no fewer than ten tables and no fewer than ten sets of drinking utensils, all of which were damaged by them.
"You didn't tell me Qingqing went there at first. Were you afraid of causing trouble for me or embarrassing yourself?"
As the leader of Changchun Garden, it is normal to say that you really want to leave and go back to your old job to live a peaceful life. But Qingqing went directly to the clothing store run by the Nujiang Gang. It would not sound good no matter how this word got out.
"Half and half!"
Aunt Shu said.
"Then it seems that your own half is more important!"
Zhao Rang said with a smile.
Aunt Shu didn't shy away from it either.
For those who eat this bowl of rice from Feng Chenli, face is more important than inside.
"But you still let her go, which means the other party made an offer you can't refuse!"
As soon as Zhao Rang walked into the garden tonight, he found that the atmosphere was not right.
Under the pretext of viewing flowers and plants, he carefully checked the situation in the garden and found four large flatbed trucks parked against the wall.
Although it was hidden by the shadowy willows and covered with a cloth, it was not something that should appear in the front yard.
Aunt Shu is a delicate person who wants to be perfect in everything.
It is her character that can make Changchun Garden a place of first-class enjoyment.
But the place where this four-trailer cart appeared was obviously not in line with Aunt Shu's temperament.
Only when a person completely gives up on a place will her character loosen and give in.
No matter how evasive Aunt Shu's eyes were, Zhao Rang had already determined the answer.
"So I'm very curious about what Jiang Lang did!" 1
