After rebirth, I became the white moonlight of Hunjun

Chapter 425 Meeting the Boss
"I, I was just making an analogy." Wang Furong couldn't stop Lin Zhiyu and had to follow her.

Seeing Lin Zhiyu walking faster and faster, Wang Furong's heart skipped a beat, and she opened her arms to stop Lin Zhiyu.

"I said, I said it's not okay." She said with a look of resignation, "I just rented out a few fashionable jewelry."

"Rent it out?" Lin Zhiyu stopped in doubt.

Wang Furong nodded, took Lin Zhiyu's hand, and begged: "You see, some people need some jewelry to show off their appearance, but they don't have that much money.

I thought that since I would only wear the left and right shoes once, I might as well rent them out and charge them on a daily basis. "

Lin Zhiyu pulled out his sleeves and crossed his arms: "Just because of this, are you afraid of being like this?"

"Because, because..." Wang Furong was a little embarrassed, "Firstly, I didn't ask you what you meant, and secondly, I kept this money for myself."

Seeing that Lin Zhiyu didn't speak, she panicked again: "I promise I will never do this again. The money will be divided between you and me."

Lin Zhiyu still didn't speak.

"Then, 50-50, no less!" Wang Furong bit her lower lip, "I found those customers myself, so I should pay for my hard work."

Lin Zhiyu looked at her heartbroken look and burst into laughter.

"This golden building will be yours from now on. You can do whatever you want. You don't have to ask me about everything."

She turned around and continued walking on the way she was just now, "Be careful. Now that you've rented it out, you can't put it on the counter or sell it again at a high price."

"Then I still know."

Wang Furong took small steps and glanced at Lin Zhiyu carefully. Seeing her calm expression, she stroked her chest and felt relieved.

"Besides this matter, is there nothing else?" Lin Zhiyu glanced sideways at Wang Furong.

"No, no, I swear to God, never again."

I happened to pass by the door of an inn with the name Ding's Foot Shop on it. The front of the door was decorated with Cailou Huanmen. What was different from usual was that it was packed with people and very lively.

Wang Furong took the opportunity to change the subject: "Look, this inn is owned by that kind person. There are a large number of refugees housed in it. Do you want to go in and take a look?"

"Take a look." Lin Zhiyu stepped in with his hands behind his back.

She also wanted to see who was behind this.

The waiter at the door was carrying a pot of tea and was refilling tea for a guest in the lobby. When he saw Lin Zhiyu and two people walking over, he smiled apologetically.

"Are you two foreigners? I'm really sorry. Our store will not be open to the public until the Chinese New Year."

The clerk took a step aside so that Lin Zhiyu could see the situation in the store clearly.

Wang Furong took a step forward: "Take a closer look, who are we?"

The waiter narrowed his eyes: "Are you two...Misses from the Wang family?"

"Wrong!" Wang Furong shook her head, "I am the eldest lady of the Wang family, and the person next to me is my cousin."

There is still a difference between a eldest lady and a young lady.

The waiter had a big smile on his face and said, "It's just because of my small eyesight."

He led Lin Zhiyu and Wang Furong in, put the teapot down, raised his hands in the air, and patted it twice hard.

"Everyone, this is the kind-hearted Mrs. Yu. You must remember her kindness!"

The crowd was quiet for a brief moment, and then suddenly it was like boiling water, and everyone was talking and bustling.

"It's her. One look at her face and I know she is a good person!"

A woman pushed her child forward: "Go, thank sister quickly." Lin Zhiyu recognized that the little boy was still wearing a large cloak and a goose feather collar, which seemed to be the one Chu Nianshan was wearing that day.

Lin Zhiyu was not good at dealing with this situation, so he touched the little boy's head symbolically: "If you really want to thank me, I would like to thank the owner of this inn."

In this world, there are actually people who are willing to give away their credit to others, including neither fame nor money?
Lin Zhiyu turned to the waiter and said, "Where is your boss? Can you let me see you?"

"This..." the waiter looked embarrassed, "I have to ask my boss what he means."

"Then it looks like your boss is here."

Wang Furong muttered, "If you don't know, you'd think you were waiting here on purpose."

The waiter's face stiffened and he laughed awkwardly: "How can we servants understand clearly what my boss is thinking?"

"Anyway, if I were your boss, since I had no money to make, I would have hid at home and slept."

The guy laughed dryly again and looked to the side.

When they met, a man came running from the corner and whispered something in the boy's ear.

The waiter knew what was going on and made a "please" gesture.

"Mrs. Yu, please come with me."

Wang Furong wanted to follow, but was stopped by the waiter: "My boss told me that Mrs. Yu was the only one I saw."

"You don't even know whether your boss is a boy or a girl. How can you reassure people if you let my cousin go up alone?"

Wang Furong suddenly became nervous.

She whispered in Lin Zhiyu's ear: "No reward for no merit, could this employer covet you and deliberately set this up for fishing?"
Let me tell you, my family is in a state of chaos now because of that Li Congrong, so don't cause any more trouble. "

The waiter had a sharp ear and his expression suddenly changed: "What are you saying, girl? Our boss doesn't want money or reputation, how can we harm others?

If you are worried, you can wait here. If something happens, wouldn't it be better to report it to the official? "

Wang Furong snorted and went to find a place to sit.

"Why are you standing there, let's serve tea." She tapped her finger on the table, "I'm just waiting here and I'm not going anywhere."

As soon as the waiter waved, someone immediately came over to give Wang Furong some tea.

She took a sip and frowned.

What kind of tea is it? It’s not as good as the one at home.

"You should pay attention to yourself. If something happens and my mother asks about it, I won't be able to explain it to you."

Lin Zhiyu smiled at her: "It's hard for Miss Wang to be so worried about me today."

"Who should worry about you?" Wang Furong snorted again and turned away.

Ding's Inn is only on the third floor, and every room is already full, and there are even two or three people sleeping in the corridor.

Even though the space is small, it still provides a shelter to prevent these people from having nowhere to go in the snow.

Lin Zhiyu followed the waiter, looking down from time to time to see if he had stepped on other people's luggage.

At the end of the third floor, there is a short staircase leading to nowhere.

The waiter stopped when he got here: "The place above is where my boss usually stays."

Lin Zhiyu glanced up in confusion: "What is this, a rooftop?"

"It's just a small attic." The waiter still smiled, "My boss will be here in a minute. The scenery up there is nice. Madam Yu can take a rest first."