The Young Master Is Fierce Chapter 95: Are you Fu Xiaoguan?

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Yan Xiaolou turned around and glanced at Fu Xiaoguan. He didn't recognize him. He looked like a human and a dog, but he was blind in his eyes!

He actually said it was like an epitaph!

He actually wants to scratch off this once-in-a-lifetime poem!

This is a huge insult to Fu Xiaoguan!

Yan Xiaolou's eyes were like swords piercing Fu Xiaoguan. Perhaps it was because he had practiced the Nine Yang Heart Sutra, or perhaps it was the faint fragrance floating in the breeze. Fu Xiaoguan also turned to look at Yan Xiaoguan. building.

This woman is tall, wearing a light blue dress, with a thin piece of green water veil draped over her shoulders, and a scarf on her face, but she has two willow eyebrows and a pair of cold eyes that are looking directly at him at the moment. But her eyes are extremely delicate, and she is probably another beauty.

Fu Xiaoguan looked away. He probably made the woman angry with what he just said. He touched his nose, turned around and left.

Yan Xiaolou really wanted to scold the young man, but the words came to his lips several times but he did not say them out. It was not because he was afraid, but because she was a woman, and she came from a wealthy family like Sanxiang. The education he received was more profound and strict, and one of them was not talking to strange men.

Fu Xiaoguan and the other three wandered around and arrived at the place of cultural sacrifice.

He didn't know what these teenagers were doing, and he didn't know where to go next, so he simply waited here for Dong Xiude.

After a while Dong Xiude came over with a smile on his face.

"Brother-in-law, we have booked the Sifang Building. In order not to ruin your reputation, I have booked the largest private room. What do you think?"

"My second uncle is the only one who knows me. You should handle this matter openly!"

As he spoke, Fu Xiaoguan pointed to the dark group of people in front and asked, "What are they doing?"

Dong Xiude sneered, "Humph, a bunch of fools are worshiping Wenquxing there. They call it a cultural sacrifice, and they want to burn their own poems and articles to Wenquxing to pray for his name on the gold list. What do you think of Wenquxing? I don’t understand, why do you have to study to have a future? If my mother could trust me and let me go into business, how could the Dong family be so poor?”

Fu Xiaoguan immediately smiled. This second uncle is really good and suits my taste, but... "You mean the house is short of money?"

"Ah, no." Dong Xiude let it slip and said quickly: "It depends on how you compare poverty and wealth. Compared with the six great families such as the Yan family, the Shi family, the Fei family, etc., my Dong family will definitely Considered poor. ”

This man is quite smart. Fu Xiaoguan asked again: "Does the second uncle have his eye on any business?"

When he mentioned this, Dong Xiude got excited, lowered his voice, and said thiefly: "Let me tell you, if you want to talk about making money in business, I have observed it for a long time and came to a conclusion. Don't tell others. Women’s money is the best to earn!”

Fu Xiaoguan immediately looked at Dong Xiude with admiration, and Dong Xiude said again: "You don't believe it? Let me tell you, Wenxiang Building, the largest rouge and gouache shop in Beijing, is the property of the Shi family. I once looked outside his building for a long time, going in and out. There are a total of 3,729 women and girls. Even if the number of transactions is erased, we are counted as 3,000 people. Do you know how expensive the rouge and gouache inside is? Even if each person spends one or two silver, this is it? Three thousand taels!"

"Brother-in-law, three thousand taels! This is only in the morning. In fact, business is better at night. So if we count the sales of ten thousand taels every day, the gross profit of this thing can reach 50%! Five thousand taels after deducting a certain amount of expenses Counting one thousand taels, you actually earn 4,000 taels of silver every day, which is 120,000 taels per month!”

"My father's monthly salary of two hundred taels, plus other random rewards, tea, festivals, etc., totals four hundred taels a day. His profit in one day is equivalent to my father's one-year official position! You say, Is this job interesting? It’s frustrating!”

Fu Xiaoguan was very happy. This guy was really talented. He actually understood market research and analysis. It would be a waste if he didn't go into business.

After I get this mess sorted out, I want to have a good chat with him about doing business.

The people opposite seemed to have finished worshiping. Dong Xiude raised his eyes and saw the leader, Yan Xiwen, and felt more and more that that man looked unpleasant and hypocritical! Where can I be as honest as Fu Xiaoguan!

Dong Xiude didn't know that Yan Xiwen and Fu Xiaoguan had already competed with each other because of the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Competition, and they lost miserably. What he was thinking about at the moment was that Fu Xiaoguan's poems had left their names on thousands of stones. Xiwen didn't, so Fu Xiaoguan must be better than you Yan Xiwen, so let's use Fu Xiaoguan's name to kill Yan Xiwen's prestige.

So he waved to Yan Xiwen.

If it were normal, he would avoid it, because this Yan Xiwen is so verbose!

Just like his dad! He often made this comparison.

Yan Xiaolou also came over at this moment, standing behind his brother.

Yan Xiwen had also seen Dong Xiude earlier, but since Dong Xiude did not come to participate in the cultural festival, he probably gave up on the scientific examination. This is normal. This person is not a scholar.

He originally planned to take Fang Wenxing and the other six people to Sifanglou to have tea first, but he never expected that Dong Xiude would wave to him.

After thinking about it, for Shulan’s sake, I decided to persuade him again. There is no hope for this year, and there is no hope for the next year.

Yan Xiwen and his party came to Dong Xiude. Yan Xiaolou frowned again. She saw the annoying young man next to Dong Xiude.

The young man uttered wild words and wanted to scratch out the poem. It would be wonderful if his brother could humiliate him.

She admires her brother's talent and learning very much. In terms of ranking, in her mind, the talented Fu Xiaoguan is the first in the world, and her brother is second. She used to think that her brother was number one, but since the book "A Dream of Red Mansions" was published, and the Mid-Autumn Festival song "Water Melody Song" was listed in the first column of "A Thousand Steles", she ranked the name Fu Xiaoguan next to her brother's. front.

This is fair, because my brother’s poems and articles did not make it onto the Thousand Steles.

Yan Xiwen shook his fan and said to Dong Xiude with a smile: "In the autumn of this year's exam, I suggest Brother Xiude to give it a try. It doesn't mean that you have to be on the list. Go and see and gain some experience. It will be useful for taking the exam next year." It will be of great benefit, if Brother Xiude can listen to me..."

Look, look, it’s here again!

This great truth will make your head buzz. Who the **** can stand this!

It’s better to be Fu Xiaoguan’s brother-in-law!

"Wait!" Dong Xiude quickly raised his hand, "That's right, Brother Xiwen doesn't need to worry about Qiuwei. Brother Xiwen is invited here because you are the most talented person in Beijing and a young leader. I just wanted to introduce you to my brother-in-law."

Fu Xiaoguan was startled, this guy is guilty of two crimes. He and Dong Shulan are still having an affair underground, but it can't be seen in the light.

But Dong Xiude has already said this, so of course he must admit it.

So Fu Xiaoguan walked forward with a smile on his face and stretched out his hand, thinking that shaking hands would be a way of saying hello.

But he saw that Yan Xiwen's face turned pale.

Not only did Yan Xiwen's face turn pale, the faces of these young men, including the woman, were extremely ugly at this moment.

Fu Xiaoguan retracted his hand in embarrassment, smiled, touched his nose, and stepped back.

"Are you Fu Xiaoguan?" Yan Xiwen's face turned frosty, and his words turned into ice!