"They will come to apply tomorrow. Miss, we have almost enough manpower now. Recruiting more workers will be another expense, I don't think it is necessary." Cuiliu said worriedly.
"It's okay. We recruit people who are absolutely obedient to us. All the people we recruit must have their family background thoroughly investigated. There are more than 20 shops, and people can't be replaced in an instant. Let's take our time." Feng Qing Song said.
"Young Master, are we going to gradually take over all the shops?" Cuizhu said.
"Yes, all the shops now are basically people from the Xia family. How to divide this group of people is the most difficult. If we transfer people from Yangzhou, it is obviously unrealistic." Feng Qingge sighed.
"Don't worry, young master. After the young master is busy with things in Yangzhou, he will definitely come to Beijing to help the young lady."
"Oh? When will little uncle come back to Beijing?"
"Probably next month, the Cao gang who injured the young master has been found out. Now the young master is working hard to completely wipe out the Cao gang who dared to touch the young master."
Feng Qingge frowned when she heard this. As expected, the hardest person to guess was her uncle.
Not only did her grandfather trust him, but all of her shadow guards trusted him.
It's not simple.
The person that these Shadow Guards can trust with all their hearts is not an ordinary person.
It can't be because of his status as an adopted son.
"I understand. Just prepare two rooms so that we can prepare for tomorrow's interview." Feng Qingge said.
"yes."
Inside the Qingfeng Building.
"Master, we've already had two meals. Do you want to stay in Qingfeng Building today?" Mo Yu asked cautiously.
"Where can I live?"
Song Jingrong also felt shameless. Today he not only had two meals at Qingfeng Building, he even reviewed documents in Qingfeng Building.
But his appearance didn't seem to attract Feng Qingge's attention at all. Everyone was very busy, and they didn't even say a word to him when they saw him being polite and distant.
He was the third prince of Zhongzhou after all, but he was ignored by Feng Qingge. He was really depressed.
Seeing that he had stayed in Qingfeng Tower for a whole day and still found nothing.
In the past, when those famous ladies saw him, they were like dog-skin plasters that couldn't be shaken off. How come it was completely useless when they came to Feng Qingge.
He told Mo Yu that it was because of the Liu family behind Feng Qingge, but he felt itchy when he thought of Feng Qingge's face.
She is obviously a peerless beauty, with an extremely alluring face, but there is a certain coldness about her that makes people want to tear off this coldness and see what she really looks like.
But obviously he didn't do it.
"Master, it's getting dark today. If you don't return to the palace, you will be banned from the palace." Mo Yu reminded.
In order to vent the frustration in his heart, Song Jingrong directly kicked Mo Yu and said: "You dog slave, please leave quickly!"
"Yes! Yes!" Mo Yu immediately smiled apologetically.
Song Jingrong changed his mind as soon as he stepped out of Qingfeng Tower and said directly to Mo Yu: "You go back first, I will find a way to go back myself."
Mo Yu was shocked.
His master's so-called "finding a solution" was just relying on light skills. His master was strong on the outside but good on the inside, and was useless except for light skills.
If he leaves, there will be no guards around Song Jingrong.
Seeing that Mo Yu was still hesitating, Song Jingrong kicked him and said, "I asked you to walk away, where did you come from so much nonsense!"
Mo Yu immediately said: "I'm leaving now."
After Mo Yu left, Song Jingrong sneaked directly into Feng Qingge's room.
Song Jingrong poked at the window and looked at the indescribable scene in the room. He felt like a traitor.
This vixen!
The businesswoman is indeed a businesswoman!
Always seducing him intentionally or unintentionally!
Thinking of Feng Qingge's pretty face, he couldn't help but want to crush it into pieces.
At this moment, Feng Qingge was looking at the figures outside the window intentionally or unintentionally, and her heart was beating wildly.
I was afraid of disturbing the people outside the window.
In fact, when Song Jingrong was at the window, Feng Qingge felt someone outside the window, but she didn't know who it was.
"Who's there?"
Just heard an angry scolding.
That voice sounded like Leng Wushuang! ?
Seeing that no one was outside the window, Feng Qingge just opened the window.
"Miss!" Cuizhu suddenly opened the door and was relieved to see that Feng Qingge was fine.
"I'm fine, you go and rest." Feng Qingge said.
"yes."
As soon as Cuizhu left, Leng Wushuang jumped in through the window.
Seeing Leng Wushuang's cold face, Feng Qingge felt like a little daughter-in-law who had done something wrong: "You - why don't you leave the door!"
"It's better not to get rid of that scoundrel." Leng Wushuang said helplessly.
"Then you can go through the door!" Feng Qingge said angrily, but her voice became quieter as she spoke.
"That's not impossible, but I'm used to not leaving the door."
this……
It seems so!
But a cold-faced Yama with a dignified future doesn’t know how to get out?
"I heard that you will return to the court in three days. Why did you come back so early?" Feng Qingge asked curiously.
"I'm afraid that my wife will run away with someone else." Leng Wushuang looked straight at Feng Qingge.
"Who said I ran away with someone else? That's not right! Who is your wife? We haven't even engaged in marriage yet!" Feng Qingge blushed awkwardly as she spoke.
Leng Wushuang said domineeringly: "You are my wife, it's useless for anyone to come! No one can try to take you away from me!"
"Then you should propose marriage first!" Feng Qingge said angrily.
"I mentioned it. Your grandfather didn't object, but he said he wanted to cancel your marriage. Now that your marriage has been canceled, you are no longer my wife!" Leng Wushuang said matter-of-factly.
Um?
What does it mean to have no objection is to agree.
Feng Qingge just felt that it was impossible for her grandfather to arrange a marriage for her without her consent.
Leng Wushuang suddenly grabbed Feng Qingge, and she sat on him. He said in a hoarse voice, "The person who was at your window just now was the third prince."
"Third Prince? What is he doing here?" Feng Qingge felt that the relationship between herself and the Third Prince was not a friendship that allowed for late night conversations.
"I think he came here just to be a disciple." Leng Wushuang said angrily.
The third prince?
lecher?
In his previous life, he was a well-known handsome young man, and with his status, many noble ladies attached themselves to him.
Spying on her in the middle of the night is just like being a slut?
She didn't believe it.
But seeing Leng Wushuang hugging herself so domineeringly, she was speechless.
She closed her eyes and tilted her head.
Isn’t this scumbag the same as you in front of me?
As if seeing the doubt in Feng Qingge's eyes, Leng Wushuang blushed and lost all his domineering attitude.
Even the hand holding Feng Qingge became a little softer.
He looked at Feng Qingsinger at a loss.
Feng Qingge seemed to be particularly amused by Leng Wushuang's appearance. He lifted Leng Wushuang's chin and said, "Quick! Give me a smile."
Um?
what happened.
Leng Wushuang pressed directly on Feng Qingge like a beast ready to attack.
Seeing Leng Wushuang's eyes becoming more and more blurred, as if he could squeeze out water.
thump--!
thump--!
thump--!
Feng Qingge's heartbeat was getting faster and faster, as if her heart was about to jump out.
