Chapter Eight, A Sense of Familiarity Fades Away.

Just like the bright moon, just like Yanluo...

The bright moon glanced, indicating silence.

In the end, it was Mingyue who outsmarted him. Mingyue's eyes were very determined. If he pushed her again, she would destroy the package herself. Let him choose.

Uh?

The Yan Luo Way: "Among us merchants, when we reach a certain agreement, we must sign a contract, which can be considered as a written witness."

Don't you want unlimited wealth from me? Doesn't this express exactly what you want?

It seems to be the daughter of the newly appointed Governor-General of Guangdong and Guangxi, Mr. Lu. She has been living in the south since she was young, and that's how it is. The so-called southern enchantress is skilled at seducing men...

This boss who creates a festive atmosphere with flowers and full moon is really creative and unconventional. In ancient times, it was usually young men who worked as sales assistants, but most of the customers who bought cloth to make clothes were women. This made it difficult for them to express what color they wanted or what style they preferred. However, if it were a female sales assistant of the same age, things would be very different. Firstly, the resentment in the customers' hearts would disappear a lot. Women always have endless topics to chat about with each other, which makes it easy to satisfy customers and gain their loyalty. This means that there will be more returning customers, and the business will be half successful. However, if it were a female sales assistant of the same age, things would be very different. Firstly, the resentment in the customers' hearts would disappear a lot. Women always have endless topics to chat about with each other, which makes it easy to satisfy customers and gain their loyalty. This means that there will be more returning customers, and the business will be half successful.

Ice Moon looked at the girl just now, muttered to herself, "Why do I feel like this girl is like the pageboy of the missing Shewei brother?"

The bright moon gave him a cold stare, ignoring his sarcasm, "How are you?"

Indeed, money is shared. In other words, Yan Luo's money is shared with her. She can spend it however she wants. Is it really that simple? The bright moon couldn't help but look at Yan Luo, seeing him smile brightly without feeling sorry for losing a large sum of money. It seems that this person regards money as worthless.

Upon hearing these words, everyone present was stunned. In ancient times, both bellybands and underpants were sewn at home, and even the choice of fabric was not something to be discussed openly. Mingyue's bold declaration of her feelings was truly reminiscent of the audacity of a "female general".

The moon smiled lightly, taking a step into the Bu Village, as soon as she entered, someone came to receive her. However, the one receiving her was not an ordinary attendant, but a young woman who seemed slightly older than the moon.

How much?

Since you have an endless pit of money, can I have an unrestricted financial contract?

The bright moon expressed great satisfaction, using the thumb to press on the cinnabar, leaving a fingerprint. Yanluo also followed suit and left a fingerprint. Two copies of the agreement, one for each person, were put in their respective pockets. Mingyue laughed contentedly, no longer worried about money, with a pleasing expression on her face, "My god of wealth, I will rely on you in the future."

Let's talk about the price," said Mingyue with a smile. "That package must be something very important to you, so you shouldn't be stingy with the money."

Yan Luo Defense Note looked at her.

I don't want to. As soon as this receptionist woman entered the door, her attire revealed her elegance and purity. It seems that her trainer, Mingyue, is even more interested.

The moon smiles, and the owner of this cloth shop is very shrewd. Accompanied by a woman, she observes some fabrics in the cloth shop and asks Mingyue, "What would the young lady like to do?"

What a Yan Luo, trying to force her? He clearly understands that the most taboo thing for ancient noble women is their reputation outside. If he acts like this, if she insists on mentioning the color and style, it will be spread by those gossiping noble ladies nearby. If someone knows her, her reputation will be ruined and her honor will not be preserved. Meanwhile, this man can sit back and watch her make a fool of herself and lose face. In this battle, she is bound to lose. And this man can sit back and watch her make a fool of herself and lose face. In this battle, she is bound to lose.

The bright moon listened to the familiar sound, and was momentarily stunned. Yanluo noticed her transformation and couldn't help but look over. She was wearing a pale yellow feather robe with a long shirt, paired with a pink long skirt, and a pearl flower hairpin, simple and clean. However, her Chinese was a bit awkward, seeming to be a Manchu woman.

Miss? Have you not made a decision yet? Yan Luo's smile grew even more pronounced, with ill intentions.

Some noble young ladies on the side covered their mouths and secretly laughed. Qianyu blushed even more, worriedly tugging at Mingyue's clothes. Mingyue then slightly pushed Qianyu away, staring at Yan Luo with a gaze close to hatred.

When will Miss Mingyue still be wrapped up?

The moon coughed lightly, "I feel that the boss looks very kind, with a sense of familiarity." She said casually, feeling secretly delighted in her heart, and seeing his appearance, she knew that he cared a lot about this package.

The woman receiving the call bit her lip, feeling even more embarrassed.

Upon hearing Mingyue's extortion, Yan Luo couldn't help but laugh and said, "How much do you want?"

Yan Luo bows and says, "Do you still want to do it, miss?"

Yan Luo has been calculating everything about her from beginning to end, now and in the future...

The girl's earrings are made of blue agate, and her waistband and silk scarf are also in a water blue color. It would be even more satisfying if her coat, jacket, and cloak were slightly darker.

If she hadn't signed this agreement back then, perhaps everything afterwards would never have happened.

Yan Luo smiled and said, "There are countless stores like this all over the country."

This is not the place for me to settle accounts. It seems that Yan Luo has clearly understood the shock in Mingyue's heart. He casually said, "Actually, this is just a branch in the capital city."

The bright moon picked up the draft agreement, first appreciating the cursive script written by Yan Luo, very standard. Looking at the content again, it says: Hangzhou, surnamed Yan, named Luo, and the daughter of the Viceroy of Liangguang, Lu Xingzu, agreed to share wealth and prosperity.

The bright moon took a deep breath and sneered. Will she fall into his trap? What a joke. She pretended to be worried, "Sorry, just now I was thinking about the red floral package I found on the carriage last time."

Yan Luo raised his eyebrows and said, "I'm truly sorry, I just passed by and overheard the young lady's peculiar request."

The moonlight is disdainful. How can there be such a man in the world? He shamelessly asks an unmarried woman what kind of bellyband or underpants color she likes. The moonlight coldly snorts, "I thought this place was full of young girls, but I never expected there to be a male animal hiding inside."

Oh? What color do you want? What style? Yan Luo seemed to have succeeded in his plan, with a tone of mockery.

The corners of the bright moon's mouth carry a smile, a hint of cunning flashes from the depths of her eyes. She says, "Belly | pocket | pants."

Rong Ruo stared blankly at the woman who had just caught her eye, her waterfall-like hair hanging down to her waist. Although it was just a glimpse of her back, it seemed so familiar. The figure that had been coming to the poetry society to watch the poetry games last month still lingered in her mind, coincidentally overlapping with the figure just now. Is she Lu Xingzu's daughter from Guangdong and Guangxi?

Winter is approaching, and next spring will be the time for the draft. It's coming soon. The Moon God has arrived here, feeling a little melancholy, and said with a smile, "Good."

The bright moon paused for a moment and said, "Why should wealth be shared among all?"

Ice Moon took the cloak handed over by the shopkeeper and patted Rongruo's shoulder with satisfaction, "Cousin, let's go. We still need to buy ink and prepare for the poetry club event in a few days."

Do it, how could you not do it? The moonlight saw the mocking look in Yan Luo's eyes, and for a moment, became angry, raising his voice slightly.

Yama's face turned pale in an instant.

Ah! The female guests who were enjoying the beautiful scenery and the full moon gasped in surprise. How could there be such a bold woman who openly pushed a man into the room? The discussion immediately became lively.

In the well-decorated room of the cloth mansion, the bright moon strolls back and forth, gazing at the spacious furnishings. Apart from a set of tables and chairs, there are also abacuses and account books placed on them. The rest of the space is filled with several bookshelves. How come the big boss is here alone doing the accounting?

The autumn wind is cold and piercing. The market at the foot of Guangyuan Temple is slightly chilly. The bright moon feels the cold wind piercing through the clothes and into the bones, causing a shiver. Lu Qingtian sees the way the bright moon is shrinking its head and asks, "Sister, are you feeling cold?"

Then another round of cursing began.

At this moment, the serving girl asked Mingyue, "Miss, what would you like to do?"

The bright moon gazed at the seal in its hand, and its heart sank. Why was Yan Luo so easy to talk to? Does he really consider money as worthless as dirt, only wanting the package, or does he have other intentions?

While the two were still in turmoil, a new customer arrived at Bu's shop. Only hearing a young girl happily say to the shopkeeper, "Auntie, I want two warm cloaks, any color or style will do, for emergency use."

Yanluo walked up to Mingyue and smiled at her, "Can you see what color it is?"

How to describe being rich? It seems like having so much money that one doesn't even know how much they have. The man in front of me turned out to be a super billionaire. Mingyue looked at Yan Luo with a calculating expression.

Can you see the flirtatious glances exchanged between the two of them just now? I think they might have had a secret understanding long ago, but it's hard to say for sure.

Yan Luo went to the picture book with a faint smile, untied a seal from his waist, and handed it to Mingyue, "No matter where you go, if you need money, just go to the bank and get a seal."

The bright moon cast a glance, but how could a man in his prime be so frightening, owning such a huge business alone?

Hey, I think so too. That girl seems to have a non-Beijing accent.

However, plans are no match for swift changes. There are some things that cannot be guessed, let alone the process or outcome, no matter how clever a person may be.

The two of them took an early carriage to the cloth market in Bu village. There are three famous cloth markets in the capital: Flower and Moon Cloth Market, Three Machine Cloth Market, and Textile Cloth Market. Flower and Moon Cloth Market has just entered the capital, and although it is a newcomer, it has shown its sharpness. It quickly rose to the top two old-brand cloth markets and became the top three cloth markets in the capital. Mingyue went to Flower and Moon Cloth Market this time. As soon as they got off the carriage, they were shocked by the continuous flow of customers. Most of the wealthy young ladies gathered together to discuss the color and material of the cloth, which was more lively than drinking and chatting. Lu Qingtian saw this and said, "I really don't know who the owner of this cloth market is. He has such talent to gather these picky young ladies here."

Yan Luo glanced around, the whole room only had the two of them. A cold and piercing gaze flashed, facing the bright moon, "Shall we make a pact?"

Yan Luo smiled casually and said, "You have an extraordinary temperament, while I am vulgar. It's up to you." After speaking, he arched his hand and prepared to leave.

The receptionist pondered for a moment and took out a sea blue printed pure cotton fabric from the rack on the right, handing it to Lu Qingtian, saying, "Miss, is this okay?"

The bright moon understood, smiled and said, "Okay."

There are countless such stores? The heart of Mingyue couldn't help but break into pieces. The cloth shop, which is the top three in the capital, is countless all over the country? Looking at the man in front of her, she really didn't know how wealthy her family was.

Lu Qingtian touched the fabric and smiled, saying, "It suits my taste, but I wonder, how did you know that I prefer blue?"

What color does the lady prefer? At this moment, the curtain in the accounting room was lifted, and a man walked out with a humble smile.

Upon hearing the voices of the two people behind her, Mingyue couldn't remain calm. She gritted her teeth and bravely walked towards Yanluo. Yanluo, taken aback, had not yet considered what to do when Mingyue forcefully pushed him into the inner room.

Mr. Yan is a classic handsome man. Which woman wouldn't be infatuated?

Do you have a lot of money? Mingyue couldn't help but ask.

Lu Qingtian spoke first, "I want to make thick padded jackets and cloaks."

The bright moon smoothed her hair in front of her forehead and looked at Yan Luo provocatively with a victorious gaze.

The bright moon gave a serious look and asked, "Do you have many shops?"

Yan Luo chuckled and said, "Miss Mingyue is the most interesting woman I have ever met."

Yan Luo gritted his teeth secretly, but his face carried a gentle smile.

As Rong regained her senses, she nodded gently and took the cloak from Bingyue, draping it over her shoulders. Then she walked towards the distance.

Yan Luo suddenly stared at her, his deep and bottomless eyes like a long rainbow, invisibly piercing through the deepest bottom line of her heart, as peaceful as the first encounter. Mingyue was startled for a moment, immediately avoiding his gaze. She never thought that Yan Luo's eyes could be so intense and deadly.

Yan Luo was taken aback, chuckled, "I don't know how to describe it."

"Hmm?" There was no trace of embarrassment on her face, instead she appeared to be in control.

The moon looked up and was greatly surprised. It turned out to be the "Mr. Three No's", Yan Luo!

She actually had the audacity to ask for a permanent check? She must be the only person in the world with such thick skin.

Yanluo looked up at the ceiling, nodded, "Quite a lot."

Yan Luo walked to the desk and began to carefully draft the agreement. With a few strokes of the pen, he finished and showed it to Mingyue.

They were discussing it vigorously. Qianyu clenched her fists tightly as she listened, cursing loudly, "You are a group of low-class aristocratic fleas."

Ice Moon, just buy one, I don't need it. Behind her was a man in a green robe, with fair complexion, a gentle face, and the temperament of a warm and gentle jade gentleman.

The bright moon nods, and with unclear pronunciation, says, "A little."

Lou Qingtian looked down at the sky, it was just after noon. After a moment of contemplation, he said, "Sister, why don't we go to the cloth shop and take a look at the clothes? It's getting colder recently, and we really need to add some clothing."

The female guests looked at each other in surprise, and one of them became angry, "How dare this maid insult her master like this?"

However, the bright moon watched the scene like a spectator, looking at the female receiver with a pale face and hesitantly said, "Miss..."