God-level Consort of the Tang Dynasty

Du He was taken aback.

"I'll go, you are more ruthless than Huang Shiren!"

Li Lizhi put her hands on her hips, "Then I don't care. Anyway, this 1000 taels is all my money. You only give it to me in half a year. Could it be that the princess is drinking northwest wind in half a year? I don't care. Return the money to me immediately."

Du He had a headache.

This girl is obviously not the unreasonable type.

His eyes lit up suddenly, and he said, "Little girl, don't you want to make money? I just have a way to make money. I guarantee that the money you make will scare you to death..."

"any solution?"

Upon hearing about making money, Li Lizhi's eyes widened, and she approached Du He and asked curiously.

Du He said, "Get a share."

Li Lizhi blinked her big round eyes with a dazed expression.

Du He explained: "That is, you put your 1000 taels into the furniture factory. After that, you will get dividends every month. I will give you [-]% of the shares. From the turnover of the furniture factory, you will divide [-] shares every month." , I'll give you a copy."

Li Lizhi counted with her fingers: "No, only one portion, too little. This princess is not greedy, I only want fifty."

Du He shook his head like a rattle drum: "Impossible, I am the major shareholder, if you take fifty shares, then what am I? Invented, technology is the most important."

Li Lizhi thought for a while: "Thirty copies?"

"no!"

"twenty!"

"There is no room for negotiation."

Seeing that Du He didn't let go, Li Lizhi finally gritted her teeth: "Ten Fen, if you don't agree, pay back the money right away. This princess will build a furniture factory on the other side of the river and snatch all your workers..."

Du He: "...Okay, deal."

So far, Li Lizhi has become the boss of Datang Furniture Factory.

Li Lizhi said happily: "Ah, I will be the shopkeeper of the furniture factory from now on, hehe!"

Du He corrected: "It's the second treasurer!"

"The second shopkeeper is also the shopkeeper, hum!"

Seeing Li Lizhi's happy face, Du He thought to himself, just be ashamed, when the time comes, even the money will belong to my young master.The little beauty is still too young, let's cultivate it for a few years first.

……

On the second day, Sikong Mansion sent someone to send a message, inviting Du He to Sikong Mansion for peace talks.

Du He flatly refused.

The last Hongmen Banquet in Cuiwei Tower was not long ago, and the reason why Du He went to Cuiwei Tower that time was completely prepared in advance. If he wants to go to Sikong Mansion this time, it will be like a wolf entering the tiger's mouth.

The Sikong Mansion sent Duan Yien to deliver a letter to change the negotiation venue to Yichun Restaurant in Chang'an City.

When Du He heard that it belonged to the eldest grandson's family, he immediately refused.

Sikong Mansion was changed to a restaurant under the name of Fang Xuanling.

Still rejected by Du He.

After several times, it is said that Changsun Wuji scolded Du He as a bastard in the mansion.

After mediating several times in this way, the negotiation location was finally changed to Baqiao.

Zhang Jian immediately mobilized Fang Fang's staff to go out of the city to make arrangements, and then went to the furniture factory to meet Du He in person, and briefly explained everything.

Du He waved his hand: "It's okay, I trust you, you just need to occupy all the surrounding hills. As for my safety, with Lu Bu around, no one can touch me."

Before Zhang Jian left, he asked curiously, "Master, why did you change the negotiation location several times before? The Baqiao side is not necessarily safer than Chang'an City!"

"How could this young master not know, it's just that I'm too lazy to move, we can walk across the Baqiao, it's such an easy thing." Du He said, shaking his fan.

Zhang Jian: "..."

……

Sikong House.

Changsun Wuji was sleepless all night.

At the middle of the night, the servants came to report that Changsun Chong woke up and turned around, and his condition was much better. In another month, he would be able to get out of bed and walk.

Changsun Wuji's brows relaxed, his gloomy mood improved a lot.

At dawn, he looked outside and said, "Chong'er, Chong'er, you can't provoke anyone, but you want to provoke Du He, a lunatic..."

In the past few days, Changsun Wuji couldn't even sleep well.When he was drowsy in sleep, his heart beat violently when he thought of Du He getting a warehouse full of explosive kits.

"This lunatic, scoundrel, after this incident, I don't want to pester this lunatic anymore!" Changsun Wuji said with emotion.

People like Du He cannot be killed or moved, otherwise His Majesty will not be able to do business.

But the other party is simply a dynamite bag, the kind that will explode at any time, and Changsun Wuji now has only one way to negotiate peace.

Not long after, Duan Yien and Zhu Tieren came in to report.

"Master, everything is ready and we can go."

"it is good."

Changsun Wuji tidied up his clothes, walked out of the room with red eyes, took a carriage, took a group of people from the Sikong Mansion, and walked through the main street of Chang'an City. After leaving the city gate, he arrived at the place of peace talks: Ba bridge.

Today's Baqiao has long been mottled, and from a distance, it may collapse at any time.

From a distance, a huge shed was built on the flat land by the shore, and the top of the shed was covered by a white cloth.

Changsun Wuji had never seen such a shed.

It is different from the big camps of the Tang army when they marched and fought, and it is also different from the big camps of the Turkic and Tubo troops, but it looks very beautiful.

……

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Chapter 162 Peace Talk