Can a general do whatever he wants?

Since Chen Ming called this Yan's house, he never took two steps from the door.To him, the yard of the Yan family is a world, and outside the yard is another world.

The time to go out happened to coincide with a party, and people gathered one after another to "sell things", and the scene of selling and selling was always lively.

The narrow street was crowded with people, and the vendors shouted and shouted one after another, and the buyers and sellers were fighting for a few coins.

On the street, a middle-aged man dressed in coarse clothes and covered in layers of patches yelled hard: "Sharpen scissors, sharpen kitchen knives! Repair big pots, repair foreign cars!"

Chen Ming felt that his sloppy accent was interesting, and it reminded him of his childhood playmates.They stopped for a while.

"Hey, girl, is it better to sharpen the scissors?" As he said that, the man looked behind Chen Ming.Seeing that Chen Ming didn't have scissors or a kitchen knife, it seemed that he didn't come from grinding things.

Chen Ming still has work to do.

He waved his hand, made gestures, expressed that he would not buy it, then turned and left.

After passing a turn, Chen Ming stopped and let out a sigh of relief.After carefully identifying the way, according to the address Yan Yue told him, it should be nearby.

According to what Yan Yue said, this Jinluo Pavilion is the front door of the "Nanhu Foreign Firm" which specializes in silk.As for why it is called Nanhu Foreign Firm, it is probably to catch up with the illusory trend.

To say that this Nanhu foreign firm occupies a huge area, and the whole is built by white stone bases. The European-style decoration looks a bit exaggerated, and it looks a bit like the "Grand Duke's Courtyard" that people often say.

Chen Ming clenched his hands hidden in his sleeves, the sweat from his palms slightly wet the envelope he was pinching.Standing across the street, Chen Ming looked at the four gold-plated characters of "Nanhu Foreign Trade" hanging on the magnificent gate, feeling nervous for no reason.

Chen Ming lingered for a long time.Finally, as if he had made up his mind, he deliberately walked forward with his chest up.

Just at the right time, a man came here on a "foreign car" and even though he pressed the brakes wildly, the front wheels twisted towards Chen Ming like the waist of a water snake.

"Hey, hey, quick! Quick! Get out of the way!"

Chen Ming couldn't take back his steps for a moment, he simply closed his eyes tightly, and froze in place as if resigned to his fate.

"Crack!"

With a sound, Chen Ming opened his eyes tremblingly, and the envelope in his hand was crumpled up because of nervousness.The cyclist jumped out of the car just in time and threw the car aside, so as not to hit Chen Ming.

The rider first got up from the ground, ignoring himself, he hurriedly got up the bike to check it. Seeing that there was no damage, he straightened his clothes and looked at Chen Ming who was still shivering with fear.

Chen Ming bit his lower lip tightly, his legs trembled uncontrollably, his eyes were reddish, and there seemed to be a few drops of tears on his eyelashes, he was really pitiful.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, are you... are you okay?" Zhou Junye, who claims to be the No. 1 flower protector of Nanhu Yangxing, saw Chen Ming's shrunken appearance, and his guilt felt as if he was inflated. Going up, he hurriedly bowed a few times, and kept saying sorry, sorry.

If Zhou Junye is also a reckless man this morning, he just asked someone to buy a brand new foreign car early this morning. Hit people.

"Miss... are you okay? I'm really sorry." Zhou Junye frowned and asked Chen Ming cautiously.

Chen Ming squeezed the clothes on his chest tightly, and shook his head with some fear.

Zhou Junye heaved a sigh of relief, wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, took off the gray checked top hat that was still stained with dust and put it on his chest, lowered his eyes and nodded, bowed slightly and gave a standard gentleman's salute: "Beautiful lady, I am very sorry, because my personal mistakes have frightened you. Although our meeting was not very pleasant, please allow me to introduce myself. I am the front desk executive of Nanhu Yangxing, Zhou Junye, you can call me Xiao Zhouzhou or Xiao Yeye , Xiao Junjun is also possible~"

Zhou Junye blinked mischievously.

Chen Ming finally recovered from the shock just now, and glanced at Zhou Junye quietly:

He was wearing a striped suit vest, a pair of suspenders, and a delicate bow tie under his neck. There was also a crystal earring stuck in his left ear. I don't know if it was just one or the other that flew out just now. .Wearing a pair of small brown-red leather shoes, the cuffs of the socks can be seen slightly, which is very "trend" in terms of close language.

Since Zhou Junye climbed to the front desk executive seat at a young age, it is naturally not a fuel-efficient lamp.

He has to receive all kinds of guests every day, so he has developed a good eye for people.

Chen Ming wore a goose yellow dress today, a pair of bright black high-heeled leather shoes on his feet, the wide-sleeved shirt on his upper body and slightly messy hair made him look petite and charming.

Zhou Junye knew at a glance, hey, all of this body was produced by the "Jinyi" clothing store in the south of the city.

The clothes made by this "Jinyi" are very unique, with exquisite materials and every stitch is just right. They are famous for thousands of miles, the price is extremely expensive, but the output is low, and only the rich and powerful can get it.The wives of the rich family want to order a few sets of clothes from "Jinyi" after earning a living, so that they can have more capital to show off when eating with others.

"Beautiful lady, I don't know if I came to our shop early in the morning. Is there anything I need? I will do my best to help, and I will give you a little gift." Zhou Junye said respectfully and politely.

But he didn't know that the beautiful "lady from a rich family" in front of him was a serious man, and even the expensive clothes on his body were the ones that Yan Yue had arranged for under the box yesterday. His "wife".

There is nothing to be repaid, Chen Ming had already made plans when he saw that Zhou Junye was a member of Nanhu Foreign Firm.

Pass him the first piece of yellow paper written by Yan Yue in his arms, on which it says:

This is my wife.

Occasionally feel the wind and cold, it is inconvenient to speak, please take care of me.

Please take him to find Zhao Ling in the Golden Thread Pavilion.

——Yan Yueliu.

In detail, Zhou Junye glanced suspiciously at the thin "woman" in front of him.

Is this really the wife of the young master of the Yan family?It seems that he is only 14.15 years old... Isn't Yan Yue paralyzed and recuperating at home?What did you ask your wife to do with Zhao Ling?

Zhou Junye stroked his chin, feeling that he had found new information, thinking about the tricks in it.