Chapter 4

"What is the Boss Lady doing?"

As soon as Xiao Li entered the room, what he saw was his own Boss Lady lying on the table, looking worried.

Su Ruoyun supported her chin with one hand, and her other hand pressed the calculator from time to time, saying gloomily: "I'm calculating how much money I lost today."

Looking at the string of numbers on the calculator screen, she raised her hand to cover the calculator against her chest and sighed with heartache.

Not only did she not earn Huo Jingcheng's money, but she even paid money into it herself.

The pot of tea she brewed for Huo Jingcheng was Shifeng Longjing group cultivar tea. Not to mention the specific price, that bit of tea leaves was purchased by her personally from tea farmers in Hang before the Spring Equinox this year. She watched the tea pickers from picking to frying, all handmade. It was the first picking of Shifeng Mountain, even a day earlier than the tribute tea.

Xiao Li comforted her and gave Su Ruoyun an idea: "Think about it from another angle. Boss Lady, you can hang a sign at the entrance of Guanlan, saying that this private room is the one Mr. Huo stayed in. Just like the celebrity effect on the internet, those who admire Mr. Huo will all book Guanlan. Isn't this also earning money?"

Hearing this, Su Ruoyun raised her eyebrows slightly, and the idea turned around in her mind, "Eh, this method..."

If she engraved 【Famous young entrepreneur Huo Jingcheng visited One River Tobacco tea house for research and guidance】 on a wooden sign and hung it on the wall, maybe the tea house's gate would be broken down.

Su Ruoyun suddenly thought of something, and then deflated again, "Forget it."

If she hung Huo Jingcheng's name on the door of the Guanlan private room for publicity, her brother Su Mingyan could slap her on the door as a calendar.

Su Ruoyun leaned against the tea table, her hands crossed under her chin. Her appearance was already exquisite, and her movements added a touch of coquettishness, "Has that Mr. Huo finished drinking the tea?"

During Huo Jingcheng's shower, her brother called her, saying he was coming to pick her up for dinner. Now it was almost time to get off work. If the two of them bumped into each other, tsk, the scene would be unimaginable...

Xiao Li shook her head. She had just returned from the west wing room and hadn't gone to the side room yet, "I don't know. I just met Sister Chen in the corridor, and she was called out by Mr. Huo."

"Then where is Xiao Chen now?"

Xiao Li answered truthfully: "……I don't know."

Chen Xu was gossiping, standing under the eaves of the first floor of the Guanlan private room gossiping.

"Her methods are powerful, she can coax the Crown Prince of the Beijing Circle to give her a courtyard house. It's just that no matter how much he likes her, he won't marry her into the house... Looking like she does, no wonder everyone is rushing to come?"

"She doesn't refuse anyone, maybe she wants to climb up to another one..."

Compared to Chen Xu stopping her mouth, the woman standing next to her couldn't listen to this filth anymore. She waved her hand, "I'll go to the front to get busy first, you stay here yourself."

Chen Xu called out "Eh eh" twice but didn't stop her. She could only watch her leave, and then her eyes unconsciously glanced at the open wooden window on the second floor, thinking thoughtfully, and licked her dry corners of her mouth from talking for a long time. Should... have heard it all, right?

The Huo Jingcheng she was looking forward to didn't listen to her words at all. Long after that sentence "Mr. Su from Hengfeng", he stepped out of the private room.

The wooden door creaked twice, opening and closing, but Chen Xu was addicted to gossiping and didn't notice at all.

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Su Ruoyun didn't have time to pay attention either. As long as it didn't hinder her and the tea house, everything else was trivial.

Her fingertips pressed the 【AC】 key on the calculator, making a crisp "zero" sound, then she put it back on the table, glanced at the irregular wall clock on the white wall, estimated that the time was almost up, and got up to walk to the East Gate.

It was 5:10 PM. The sunset glow spilled on the red walls and glazed tiles, refracting mottled light and shadows. Su Ruoyun strolled along the winding corridor.

In May, the rose flowers in the backyard bloomed like waterfalls, delicate and gorgeous.

That pink waterfall—the branches spilled down from the gray tile wall, the flower color was light, white with pink, the flower buds were rouge pink, as if wrapping the fireworks in the hutong inside. The green branches climbed the red walls, and the flower buds connected into pieces, almost falling to the ground.

A breeze blew by, and the fragrance overflowed.

Su Ruoyun picked one with great interest, played with it in her hand, and strolled to the East Gate. When passing through the corridor, she only cared about the rose flower in her hand, but didn't notice a black shadow by the wall, tall and slender.

The black shadow followed her unhurriedly, keeping a distance from her, not far and not near, able to see Su Ruoyun's every move, but also able to keep Su Ruoyun from discovering himself.

Su Ruoyun admired the rose flower she had carefully selected, lowered her head and sniffed it, the fragrance was rich, but just at this moment, the wind blew, and the pollen in the blooming flower buds rushed directly to her nose. Caught off guard, she inhaled a noseful of pollen.

She raised her hand to cover her nose and mouth, and sneezed a few times uncomfortably.

Seeing Su Ruoyun's "confused" appearance, Huo Jingcheng, who was standing behind the door, had a smile on his lips.

Su Ruoyun only thought about the flower in her hand, stood on the curb, waiting quietly for her brother to arrive, completely unaware that she had been labeled as confused by someone else.

Municipal aesthetics were fully reflected in the green belt by the curb, with various roses competing to bloom, and looking at it, it could be called a flower road.

The sunset set a gold rim on the vermilion city wall, as if letting the people of the six-dynasty ancient capital travel back a thousand years in the flow of light and shadow, the mottled time and historical precipitation, and the silent standing of ancient buildings.

The twilight was also reflected on the girl, adding a bit of autumn color, while being projected on the red wall.

Su Ruoyun waited patiently at first, but after waiting for a long time, she started to get annoyed and lowered her head to play with her phone game.

The little red bird hit the green pig under the action of the slingshot, her rounded fingers slightly pink, sliding back and forth on the screen.

She played the little game absent-mindedly, while looking at the roadside from time to time.

Outside the East Gate, a Maybach stopped slowly.

Huo Jingcheng saw the license plate of that Maybach one step ahead of Su Ruoyun, and subconsciously hid behind the door.

Luxury cars and special license plates attracted passersby to look back frequently even in Sijiucheng.

The rear door was opened, and then a man in a suit and leather shoes got out of the car and slowly walked toward the girl standing on the curb.

Su Ruoyun was still playing the game with her head down, unaware, until the Maybach driver honked, she woke up from the game and looked up.

Seeing the familiar man not far away, she deleted the phone background, pressed the phone off, Su Ruoyun smiled with her eyebrows curved, stepped on her thin high heels, trotted all the way over, and wrapped her two hands around the man's neck.

The intimate appearance was not something that would exist between ordinary men and women.

Just when Huo Jingcheng thought the rumors were true, he only heard Su Ruoyun's voice sweet and greasy, calling out crisply, "Brother."