In the afternoon, the rain decreased slightly.
At night, it turned into showers again.
"Crackling..." The raindrops seemed to penetrate the rubble, and the water on the ground overflowed the eaves.
This unpleasant downpour completely gave up Song Che's idea of going home.
The wind and rain were so strong that the carrier pigeons could not fly, and the shops were closed early because of poor business.
The old lady might die at any time. As a child of the Zhou family, Zhou Yazhao had to go back and keep vigil.
night.
The Punta heavy rain poured down the city of Hangzhou.
Song Che sat alone behind the counter, lit a candle, turned on the calculator on his mobile phone, and used high technology to calculate accounts, which was much faster than calculating the dishes.
After an unknown amount of time, the candle was half burned.
"Da da da..." There was a knock on the door outside the store.
It's so late, who will come looking?
Song Che held the candlestick, protected the flame with his hand, and opened the door a crack.
"Hoo ho ho..." The wind rushed into the shop, blowing the candlelight and making it blurry.
In the dancing firelight, under the dim eaves, stood a graceful woman. Her clothes were soaked by the rain, and her hair stuck to her temples, with water droplets falling down.
Her eyes were like ice, and after seeing Song Che, she felt hot again.
"As expected, you didn't leave." Ning Yehong laughed out loud.
"I stayed here because I couldn't leave," Song Che greeted, "Come in quickly, it's cold outside."
Ning Yehong entered the room, but her posture was not as vigorous as before. She found a chair and sat down, twisting up the water stains on her skirt, exposing her beautiful legs.
Song Che returned to the counter and continued to check the account, "If you have anything to do, please go to the Three Treasures Hall. If you have any questions, please just say it directly."
Ning Yehong leaned against the counter and deliberately lowered her body very low. Tonight, she was not wearing any fancy clothes, but a condom and a low-cut top. The crowded mountains were as charming as the white moonlight.
Even his tone and eyes became softer and more charming, "The key has been matched and the scroll has been opened. Do you want to know the contents?"
Song Che squinted his eyes and didn't pay much attention to the scenery in front of him. He lowered his head and continued to calculate: "Just read the general content to me."
Maybe Ning Yehong was a little unhappy at being left out, and moved closer, "The general content of the Tantra is that in June, the Qiantang River tide rose, and the pirates used gunpowder to blow up the dock defense line, and cooperated with the bandits to attack Hangzhou. Maybe Just today and tomorrow.”
Song Che frowned slightly, "The plan has been cracked and the pirates who were the internal agents have been eliminated, so what's the point of worrying?"
Ning Yehong lowered her voice and said urgently, "Today, I went to notify the Hangzhou navy stationed at Zhoutou as you said. But unexpected events occurred. There were strong winds and waves in the Qiantang River, and there were no scouts to deliver the message until now. Can reply."
"Two possibilities." Song Che said: "First, the wind and waves are too big and the scouts cannot reply. Second, the Hangzhou Navy is being attacked by Japanese pirates."
"Which one do you think is more likely?" Ning Yehong asked.
Song Che said softly: "It's a pity that you let the pirate leader go, otherwise the first possibility would be even greater."
Ning Yehong was eager: "What should I do?"
Song Che said simply: "I don't know."
He really didn't know, and was even a little timid. The battlefield was completely different from the shopping mall. The battle was fought with real swords and guns, and there might be rivers of blood and corpses everywhere!
Ning Yehong was lost for a moment. She stretched out her hands and sat on the counter. She turned around and put her legs on Song Che's shoulders. The drooping skirt gave an unobstructed view of the scenery.
Song Che swallowed and tried to push her legs away, but felt as heavy as a thousand pounds.
"As long as... you are willing to find a way to help Hangzhou overcome this crisis, I will give you a night of spring." She wanted to seduce, but she was obviously a novice, and even faced Song Che's naked gaze, her body was a little awkward.
Song Che raised his eyebrows, "Do you have to do this kind of thing?"
"Aren't you a businessman? Let's make a deal tonight -"
Before Ning Yehong could finish her words, Song Che suddenly put his arms around her waist and pushed her against the counter. Who wouldn't want to get such a stunning beauty with the door open?
Ning Yehong held the account book tightly, feeling shy, excited, sad, helpless, and had mixed emotions.
Song Che stretched out his hand to clasp her jacket.
"don't want……"
"If you don't want it, I don't want it either."
But instead of pulling it down, he lifted it up. "You have an injury on your chest. It can easily become inflamed if you catch a cold."
"Why did you..." Ning Yehong looked at Song Che in surprise.
"I'm quite a lecherous person, but I'm still a married man after all." Song Che let go of Ning Yehong, picked up the messed up account books, and said softly: "I can't owe any favors, so I want to use a honey trap. You The master of the house really takes great pains."
Ning Yehong tilted her head, her bright eyes twitching, "You know everything?"
"Isn't this obvious?" Song Che said: "Looking at the entire Jiangnan, who can pull together a team of talented and beautiful geishas in a short period of time?
If I guess correctly, the female relatives in Tianxiang Tower, including you, are not private prostitutes, but official prostitutes, otherwise they would never have such skillful and superior skills;
Your master also has good intentions. He not only cultivates your singing and dancing skills, but also teaches you to master martial arts;
Women themselves are very deadly, and beautiful women are even more deadly. A group of women who are both talented and beautiful, and also good at martial arts, is scary to think about. "
Ning Yehong hesitated, then seemed to muster the courage to confess: "I admit that I have a purpose in approaching you, but I have never lied to you about anything, and even if I wanted to lie to you, how could I succeed if you are so smart."
"Hahaha……"
Indeed, if she were not a straightforward and honest woman, Song Che would never intentionally owe her so many favors.
"Call your master in. It's raining heavily outside."
Song Che said softly and continued to reconcile the accounts.
Ning Yehong sighed and exited the store. A moment later, there was a knock on the door.
"Please come in."
"Uh-"
The door was pushed open, and a man in black robe wearing a bamboo hat walked into the shop. He took off the bamboo hat, revealing a pair of deep eyes.
Song Che did not raise his head, but just said softly: "The shop is simple and there is no tea. Sir, don't be dissatisfied. Just sit down wherever you want."
There is no need for too much politeness between smart people.
Gao Chen walked to the counter and said bluntly: "The night before, when Mr. Song left Wangjiang Pavilion, he once said, 'I am no better than a merchant.' Gao went back and speculated for half a night before he figured out the secret."
To be honest, Song Che was just pretending to be cool when he said this. Not worth speculating for half a night.
"What did Master Gao want to understand?" Song Che asked with a smile.
Gao Chen said: "You refused to become an official and said that you are a businessman. This is implying that Gao should do business with you, right?"
Song Che put down the brush, closed the account book, and nodded: "I really like doing business."
Gao Chen said generously: "Please give me a price, Mr. Song. Behind Gao is His Majesty the Emperor, so he has a lot of chips."
In this case, Song Che pursed his lips and said lightly: "I want to take over the Sui coin business."
