Dressed as cannon fodder and vowing to kick the heroine’s head off

"Master Qin."

In the next room, the innkeeper shouted softly.

A slender man in an orange brocade robe, his ears pressed against the wall, raised his hand to stop the shopkeeper from shouting.

The house was cleverly built, and he could clearly hear the conversation between the two women next door while standing by the wall.

But they were in another room, but they didn't notice it. They thought it was an ordinary room and the sound insulation would not be too bad.

The shopkeeper was speechless: Mr. Qin, you have been eavesdropping for more than half an hour, right? Not tired?

Mother and daughter are chatting, why are you listening to it?

You who have always only cared about big things, when did you become so nosy?

Mr. Qin was arranged by the owner to be in charge of everything in the inn.

As soon as Chen Wanruo came to make trouble, the shopkeeper sent someone to inform him.

Under normal circumstances, Mr. Qin will deal with it first. If the matter is too big, he will inform his boss.

The inn's losses had already been summarized by those who knew it before Mr. Qin arrived.

After a while, Mr. Qin finally turned around.

His unparalleled handsome face revealed a enchanting smile, but his charming peach blossom eyes were filled with coldness.

"Shopkeeper, Madam Shangshu, how many things did you smash on us in total?"

"Those that were smashed by her cost five thousand taels of silver when they were originally purchased. They have been depreciated for ten years now. Please see..." The shopkeeper looked at Mr. Qin questioningly, and soon his heartbeat started to beat, and he hurriedly lower your eyes

Tsk, tsk, this Young Master Qin is really pretty, more beautiful than any flower.

He was an old man and didn't dare to look at it. Afraid of something happening.

I don’t know what the relationship between his boss and him is, giving him such great power.

The shopkeeper had various speculations in his mind, and secretly looked at Mr. Qin's thin waist...

"How much will it cost to buy a new one now?" Mr. Qin did not answer his question, but asked admiring his beautiful nails.

"Oh, I estimate that if I go to buy it now, I won't be able to get it for less than 6,000 taels of silver."

Mr. Qin hummed and nodded slowly: "How many days will it take to completely restore the inn to its original state?"

"This..." the shopkeeper frowned and twitched his fingers, "Some things need to be made to order. If they are all put in place, I'm afraid it won't be ready within a month."

"One month?" Mr. Qin picked up the jade fan and lightly covered half of his face. His thick long eyelashes fanned the fan one by one.

He suddenly smiled slightly and slightly opened his red lips: "Then how much money will our inn lose if we can't receive customers for a month?"

This little girl is really good at scheming!

Since you gave me this great gift, I, Qin Lang, must accept it!

"This..." The shopkeeper's heart suddenly thought.

Mr. Qin asked, did he want to fine me a month's gross profit?

That won't work!

Our family is just waiting for my wages to eat!

He hurriedly said, "Only a few decorations need to be customized, and it will not affect normal business. We can hire the best craftsmen, and we can resume business after stopping for three days at most."

"I remember, our monthly turnover was thirty thousand taels, right?"

"Yes." The shopkeeper's whole body was cold.

Sure enough, he was going to be fined money!

It’s so hard to work for others!

Madam Shangshu, where does he dare to fight?

But he doesn’t dare not listen to what his boss says, right?

Being caught in the middle is so difficult!

Thirty thousand taels? Mr. Qin raised the corners of his lips and was in a good mood: "I'll give Miss Lin free of charge for accommodation."

The girl gave him a taste of the sweetness, and he had to repay her.

"Ah?" The storyteller raised his head and looked at him blankly, "Master, why do you want to waive Miss Lin's fees?"

Is it because of Lord Shangshu?

That makes sense.

The shopkeeper lowered his head dejectedly: Everyone else was covering him, but he was not.

It seems that he alone can bear all the losses.

All the pain can only be borne by him alone!

He is so difficult!

In my next life, I will find a father who is an official!

"Let's go!" After Qin Lang finished giving instructions to the shopkeeper, he dusted off the non-existent dust on his sleeves, and Shi Shiran walked to the next room.

"Mrs. Shangshu, this is our... boss, Mr. Qin. My boss, this is Mrs. Shangshu, and this is Miss Lin." The shopkeeper smiled and stepped forward to introduce each other.

I almost let it slip.

It's all because of money.

The boss said that his identity should not be exposed, and told the outside world that Mr. Qin belonged to the boss.

"Miss Lin?" Qin Lang did not say hello to Madam Shangshu immediately, but looked at Lin Yunxi.

Listening next door, this girl is thoughtful and organized. I thought she was a big girl, but I didn't expect her to be so young?

Tsk tsk tsk, the future is promising!

"Are Miss Lin's parents also from the capital?..." An unknown smile flashed in Qin Lang's eyes.

I can give you benefits, but it also depends on how much you are worth.

Lin Yunxi keenly caught the jealousy flashing in his eyes.

Looking at Qin Lang's appearance, she felt doubtful in her heart.

This guy, who looks so effeminate, is the owner of this inn?

With such a voluptuous appearance, why do you feel like a man who has been stripped of his roots in the palace?

According to the description in the original book, there is a very powerful person behind this inn, but he is definitely not a eunuch, right?

"Huh?" Qin Lang saw her staring at him closely and put away the smile on his face.

Little girl, I thought you were different from others!

Are you also jealous of my appearance?

"Hello, Mr. Qin!" Lin Yunxi came to her senses and saluted immediately.

Regardless of whether he is the real boss or not, he cannot run away if he has a good relationship with his boss.

If you can't get in touch with your boss, it would be a good idea to get to know him first.

"The little girl's surname is Lin. She grew up in Linjia Village." She introduced herself neither humble nor overbearing.

Mrs. Shangshu didn't agree to her conditions, so she was still the concubine of Shangshu Mansion. Naturally, one cannot say that one is from Linjia Village.

"It costs a lot to stay in our inn. I wonder what the girl's parents do for a living?" Qin Lang asked.

Lin Yunxi was annoyed: I wasn't the one who destroyed your inn, so why are you staring at me?

Chen Wanruo looked at Lin Yunxi nervously, fearing that she would reveal the secret.

"What do my parents do for a living? Please forgive me for not being able to tell you." Lin Yunxi said seriously.

Once again, he bowed his hands to Qin Lang and saluted, neither humble nor overbearing: "I'm sorry that your inn has suffered losses because of the little girl. Please also tell me how much money you need to pay in total? So that Madam Shangshu can have an idea."

Qin Lang raised his eyebrows slightly: Little girl, you have a good mind!

When most people see him for the first time, they will be amazed by his appearance and then lose themselves.

Then there were all kinds of panics under his power.

Unexpectedly, a girl who grew up in a rural area is quite courageous.

I didn't lose myself in being fascinated by him, nor was I intimidated by him at all, and my speech was still in order. Be on guard and don't let others take advantage of you.

"Is this Madam Shangshu?" Qin Lang turned to face Chen Wanru, and his face instantly turned cold.

"I wonder where I, Qin Lang, offended Madam?"

***"Good night everyone!"