Nongmen Jinfeng: Cold-noodled husband and little daughter-in-law

Chapter 895

Yuan Sanniang and Lin Dujuan saw that it was not an option to continue like this, so they discussed it and came to ask Fang Xiaofu for instructions, let the nine people go to resettle, and then embroider at night, if they still can't finish embroidering, they can continue embroidering tomorrow.

It is always necessary to let them realize at which stage their strength is, which is also beneficial to future management.

After hearing this, Fang Xiaofu agreed, she was disturbed by the incident of the brothers returning home just now, she forgot about those nine people.

She also reminded Yuan Sanniang and Lin Dujuan to communicate with the housekeeper about the food and clothing of the little girls, and to teach the basic rules of the mansion first.

You can't let them think that they are in their own home and walk around casually, after all, there is still the master's son living in the garden.The two immediately accepted the order, secretly startled, they really didn't expect this to happen just now.

After eating, everyone went back to the house to clean up before going for a walk.

Fang Xiaofu took advantage of this gap to talk about yesterday and today's situation, including her instructions to the housekeeper, and today's job interview to recruit 67 people.

He even mentioned the progress of the clothes and the manuscript, but he didn't mention the thing that he didn't dare to sleep because of fear last night.

At night, she began to concentrate on writing. She drew too much last night, and she suddenly didn't want to draw tonight, so she just wrote happily.

But not long after, Fang Zizhan took advantage of the gap between the second brother going to take a shower and the elder brother talking to the stewards, and dragged Fang Xiaofu to the West Room.

Fang Xiaofu knew that her boy needed to put out the fire, so he held back a smile and was led away by him.

Locking the door behind his back, Fang Zizhan hugged Fang Xiaofu without saying a word, leaned forward and kissed him fiercely.

Fang Xiaofu was tightly bound by her two arms and couldn't move. She really wanted to roll her eyes, but the smell of the opposite sex made her dizzy and she had no time to think about anything else.

"Third Young Madam, Mr. Wen and Mr. Zhao are here, and they are having tea in the living room." Unfortunately, when the kiss was just reaching its peak, Chunliu's voice suddenly came from outside the house.

Woo, woo...

Fang Xiaofu's struggle and the lament in the young man's heart instantly turned into two noises, finally interrupting the sweetness between the two, and they began to stare wide-eyed.

Looking at the young man who was exhaling white air from his nostrils, Fang Xiaofu grinned, pecked his lips comfortingly, and said in a low voice: "Be patient, there will always be a chance in the future."

"Alas..." Fang Zizhan let out a long sigh, and said helplessly, "I'll go to the front first, and you will come later." He raised his finger and lightly brushed her plump lips.

Fang Xiaofu immediately rolled his eyes at him, if he was not afraid that the maids outside would hear him and scold him, he would have to stay in the room after each kiss and not be able to see people immediately.

"Invite them to the conference room, serve refreshments again, and say that I'm sorting out the clothes and accessories, and I'll be here in a while." Although Fang Xiaofu was angry, he had to settle the matter in front of him first.

Fang Zizhan nodded, opened the door and walked out.

Fang Xiaofu calmed down and then went to the east room, and was afraid that the second brother would suddenly come out and find something strange, so he shouted through the door: "Second brother, let me talk to Mr. Zhao about the embroidery workshop first, don't worry, we will discuss the joint venture. Let's talk at the end."

"Understood." Fang Ziyuan replied lazily, but he didn't feel anything strange, Fang Xiaofu secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

She felt that her eldest brother and second brother were very nervous about her along the way. She didn't know whether it was because they were eager to protect the younger sister, or they were deliberately trying to make the third brother feel better.With this step-by-step gesture, the private space between her and the third brother has shrunk to zero.

It's not as good as when I was in Fangshan Village.

While she was feeling mixed emotions, she was carefully packing up the manuscript. It just so happened that she finished the last part of the eighth volume this morning, and it will be handed over to her brother tonight.

In fact, it is okay to submit it later, anyway, it is still early before the listing, but she has not submitted the manuscript for so long, and she also wants her brother to know her efforts and know that her strength has not regressed.

She will stay in the capital for a month, and whether she will finish ten volumes or write twenty volumes will depend on the situation of Tianyi Bookstore's essay competition.

Presumably, a new author will emerge next month.

She packed the manuscript in a cloth bag and tied the seal, and then she tidied up the nine new year's clothes, and then went back to the west room to look at the mirror, reached out to touch her lips, bit her lips, and then went out.

In the conference room, a long flat table without drawers was placed in the center, surrounded by chairs, six on each side and two on each end.

In other words, the size of this conference table can seat up to 16 people, which is not a small scale.And there is a row of chairs against the wall opposite the entrance, which means there is room for more than ten people to stretch out.

At this time, there were a plate of small cakes, two plates of biscuits, a plate of red bean cakes, a plate of crystal cold cakes, a plate of sweet-scented osmanthus cakes, and two bamboo fruit baskets on the conference table.

Wen Haotian and Zhao Shulang sat facing each other drinking tea, listening to Zhao Junrui beaming with joy as he talked about recent events with a smile on his face, while Fang Zizhan added a few words from time to time.

"Mr. Zhao, brother, you are finally back, I have been waiting for you for many days!" Fang Xiaofu paused at the door before walking over, clasped fists at them with a smile and gave them a refreshing salute.

——Learned from TV before.

"Little Qi'er, you're finally here, I've been waiting for you for a long time." Zhao Junrui said immediately.

Zhao Shulang smiled and said: "Xiao Qi'er, don't think we are slow, this is already a day and night."

"That's right, I came all the way so fast that I didn't even eat any food." Wen Haotian took a bite of a piece of cake as he spoke, showing that he wasn't just talking.

"Oh, you haven't had dinner yet? Third brother, have you notified the kitchen yet?" Fang Xiaofu was a little surprised, thinking that they had at least come to the city for dinner.

"It's already been arranged, let's put some pastry cushions first." Fang Zizhan said quickly.

"Then let the two big bosses feel wronged first."

Only then did Fang Xiaofu smile and walked over to pat Zhao Junrui on the shoulder. When he turned his head, he pointed to the seat next to his father. After Zhao Junrui stuck out his tongue and offered to sit down, she sat down in the dominant position in the middle.

"Let's not delay, let's talk about things one by one." She didn't mean to be humble at all, and became the one who led the meeting.

Wen Haotian looked at the little girl in men's clothing who was still in the middle of the rivers and lakes and endured for a long time before laughing out loud.Zhao Shulang also looked at her with a smile, thinking it was very fresh.

"Brother, this is the eighth volume for you. The seventh volume was already given to Uncle Lu when we set off." Fang Xiaofu first handed the cloth bag to Wen Haotian, and the two looked at each other knowingly.

"You keep it first, I'll pick it up tomorrow." Wen Haotian pushed the cloth bag back.It's really not convenient for him at this time.Fang Xiaofu was stunned for a moment before he understood, so he handed the cloth bag to Fang Zizhan and sent him back to the house.

"This is Ying Xiaorui's suggestion. Mr. Zhao, please have a look at the nine New Year's outfits that came out in the past few days. If you like them, I will continue to draw other styles." Fang Xiaofu handed the design drawings to Zhao Shulang on the other side.

(End of this chapter)