Seeing Huo Yong's extremely embarrassed look, Lin Ruoxian deliberately held it in for a while and then said calmly: "Boss Huo doesn't need to pay in advance. I'll pay for it and it can be delivered early tomorrow morning."
"oh oh……"
Huo Yong coughed awkwardly and smiled coquettishly: "Miss Lin can send it to you. Even if she doesn't send it to you, there will be no problem with me paying in advance."
There is no confidence in what he said.
Lin Ruoxian smiled slightly, with a playful smile.
The atmosphere is so awkward!
"Ahem!"
Huo Yong didn't dare to dwell on this issue anymore. He coughed a few times and quickly changed the subject and asked, "Who is the seller?"
Yan Qidao: "Ning Xin!"
"Ning Fu Cheng?"
Huo Yong was stunned: "Why does Ningfu Cheng have a picture of a phoenix spreading its wings? He doesn't know how to embroider? Moreover, his wife passed away many years ago and I miss her so much. She hasn't renewed her string yet. Where can the embroidery come from?"
Yan Qidao: "It's passed down from our ancestors."
"ah?"
Huo Yong was very surprised when he saw Yan Qi's calm tone, but he couldn't ask any more questions.
However, after thinking about it carefully, I suddenly caught some inspiration.
Could it be that Yan Qi is funding...
Thinking of this, Huo Yong will never talk more.
Smart people don't do stupid things.
Huo Yong changed the subject and said: "Ning Xin has been a prime minister in Hangzhou for many years. He is self-denial, diligent and thrifty, and can be called a rare honest official. He is also a capable official. Ning Xin can advance in the wind and rain of Hangzhou's officialdom. He is not afraid of big waves, which is admirable.”
There is something in this statement.
Yan Qi understands.
Huo Yong is implying that the officialdom in Hangzhou is very dangerous and the situation facing Ning Xin is extremely severe.
This also indirectly proves that there is a reason why Ning Xin is so frugal and cautious.
It seems that Cui Helin, the governor of Hangzhou, is also a very difficult guy.
Yan Qi nodded to Huo Yong: "Boss Huo, I'll leave this to you. I'm too tired these days and it's getting late. I'll go back to rest first and wait for good news from Boss Huo."
Huo Yong personally sent Yan Qi and Lin Ruoxian off, cupping his hands and saying, "Don't worry, Mr. Yan, I will put aside everything early tomorrow morning and focus on handling this matter."
…
Early the next morning, Huo Yong took the banknote and rushed to Ning Xin's house.
Ning Xin was in the study room, pacing back and forth in a hurry, as if there were needles in his butt, and he couldn't sit down at all.
No less.
My son wants to go to school and has no money to spend. He cannot delay his future in vain. He is a good child and must be nurtured well.
Grandma is seriously ill and needs medicine to treat her illness.
The house was extremely dilapidated, it was about to enter late autumn, and the weather was getting colder.
Large gaps were exposed in the roof, which also needed to be repaired.
In short, everything requires money.
However, there was no money available.
How embarrassing.
There are all kinds of troubles, and they add up and disturb my heart. I don't even think about going to the government office to do my work.
If you don't sweep one house, why sweep the world?
Now, I can't even clean my house.
"Does it mean that in order to solve these problems, we have to join forces with Cui Helin?"
Ning Xin quickly shook his head as soon as his thoughts crossed his mind.
"No, absolutely not. This is a road of no return. How could I think so?"
"But what if that's not the case? Hey."
Ning Xin shook his head vigorously and suddenly remembered Yan Qi's words.
Yan Qi made it clear yesterday that Huo Yong would come to pick up the painting and would pay one hundred thousand taels of silver.
Why does this sound so fantastical?
Yan Qi, could it be that you were talking nonsense after drinking?
It must be.
Huo Yong is so good, will he come to redeem one hundred thousand taels of silver?
I have never heard that Huo Yong particularly likes to embroider pictures.
Huo Yong is not an arty person. Let alone one hundred thousand taels of silver to buy a picture of a phoenix spreading its wings, he would not do it even for ten taels of silver.
This person is the most practical person and never cares about any romance.
When you are anxious.
A servant came to send a message: "Sir, Huo Yong wants to see you."
"What?"
Ning Xin was stunned and bumped his head against the door frame. He did not know the pain and said to himself: "Huo Yong actually... actually came..."
The servant quickly took the handkerchief and said anxiously: "Master, my forehead is bleeding."
"Oh? Bleeding?"
Ning Xin's forehead was bleeding, but he didn't even know it hurt. When the servant reminded him, he felt a burning pain. He quickly took the handkerchief and pressed it on his forehead for a long time to stop the bleeding.
The servant asked: "Sir, Huo Yong is here. Do you want to see him or not? We have never met Huo Yong. Doesn't he have other purposes? Master, if you don't see me, I will find an excuse to give him..."
"See, who says you can't see me? How can you drive people away casually?"
Ning Xin trembled with fright and calmed down: "You take Huo Yong to the hall first. I'll wipe the wound and change clothes, and I'll be there soon."
"Yes!" The servant hurriedly went to do it.
Ning Xin cleaned up his wounds and got dressed before coming out to meet Huo Yong.
"Hello, Prime Minister Ning!"
Huo Yong hurriedly bowed to Ning Xin.
Ning Xinxu helped Huo Yong: "This morning, the fragrant wind blew Boss Huo here. It's really good luck to see the rich man coming to your door early in the morning."
He's always been diplomatic, and that's his way of doing things.
Huo Yong said: "Master Fu Cheng, you are in charge of Hangzhou's economy and take care of everything every day. I can't bother you for too long. Let me tell you straight, Master Fu Cheng, can you give me that picture of the phoenix spreading its wings?"
When Ning Xin heard this, he was so excited that he jumped up and said, "Are you here to get a picture of a phoenix spreading its wings? Do you really want a picture of a phoenix spreading its wings?"
Huo Yong smiled: "Yes, I like to embroider pictures the most, especially the picture of the phoenix spreading its wings. I couldn't put it down. I talked with Mr. Yan for a long time before he agreed to sell it to me at a low price of one hundred thousand taels of silver."
"He said that this was sent by Ningfu Cheng to Wushuang for sale in the world, and the painting of Phoenix Spreading Wings has been sent back to the house first. This time, I brought the acceptance and came specifically to pick up the painting. Oh, the house Sir Cheng, why are you so dazed? Could it be that the picture of the phoenix spreading its wings is gone?"
Ning Xin stuttered excitedly: "Yes, how could it be... not possible? Boss Huo, you... you sit down for a moment, and I will... get it for you right now."
Ning Xin hurriedly ran to the study, his body grinning, and he was so excited that he ran out of shape.
Huo Yong saw Ning Xin so excited, which further confirmed his guess.
Yan Qi's trick was indeed to give Ning Xin money.
What a clever technique.
admire!
Ning Xin hid in the study, scratching his ears, scratching his cheeks, stamping his feet, making faces, and jumping around like a fool.
After venting for a long time, I finally recovered from the uncontrollable excitement.
Unexpectedly, Yan Qi's words turned out to be true.
Yan Qi was not drunk, he spoke as if it were a nail in the coffin, every word was precise.
Everything is true.
Ning Xin was so excited that he covered his pounding heart and calmed down for a long time. He thought about Yan Qi's kindness and took a few big breaths. Then he took a picture of the phoenix spreading its wings, pretended to be calm, and returned to the hall.
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