Pick a Prince and Get Rich

Seeing that Bai Wen had lost his previous arrogance, he could not help shaking his head. He felt that he was as timid as a mouse and could not do anything. He waved his sleeve and asked the guard to step down.

"I ask you, can you grow that crop?"

Bai Wen nodded, "yes, it was manager Xu who sent me to Liucun to study arts with Miss Ning. But I didn't expect that manager Xu had already known the way. For fear of being discovered by Miss Ning, he drove our brothers out of Zhiwei Zhai."

He turned the matter upside down. Anyway, he predicted that shopkeeper Xu would not publicize it everywhere.

Ji rurong grasped the key point in his words, "do you mean it's a girl who grows this thing?"

"Yes." Bai Wenying replied, and then said, "even the food in Zhiwei Zhai comes from Miss Ning. Otherwise, Zhiwei Zhai's business can't rival Yingfeng building."

Flatterer!

Song Hai spat at him, but his words made Ji rurong feel very polite. After all, there are several cooks in the palace who can compete with others outside. But who is Ning? She has some skills.

"Who is Miss Ning? Where do you live? "

"Miss Ning lives in Liucun village. Her full name is Ning Silian." Bai Wenyi replied.

Ji rurong immediately reached for the bodyguard and said in a low voice, "you go to Liu village to investigate this matter tonight. Make sure you know it clearly. If possible, take Naning Silian back to our palace."

"Yes, I'll go now." The bodyguard arched his hand and left the windward building.

Bai Wen's heart was shocked, but he didn't dare to make it public. He could only secretly hope that Ning Silian would be lucky.

"Get up and talk back!" Knowing the essence of Zhiwei Zhai, he felt a little better. He picked up the tea and tasted it carefully.

Bai Wen got the order, just wanted to get up, but after kneeling for a long time, his knee didn't listen, and he bent his legs to one side.

When Ji rurong saw him like this, he couldn't help laughing. He put down his tea cup and said, "our palace has a lot to say. What we have said will never be taken back. You will come to yingfenglou tomorrow. If you do well in the future, our palace will definitely not treat you badly."

It's lucky to escape from death, but now he really gets what he wants. Bai Wen's heart is like a roller coaster, up and down, pulling Bai Wu to kowtow to him: "thank you, your highness!"

Song Hai saw that things had become a foregone conclusion, so he had to warn: "since you are all working for the second prince in the future, I have to say here that you just do your own job. Don't ask what you shouldn't ask and don't listen to what you shouldn't hear."

"Yes." Bai Wen answers honestly.

"I haven't finished yet." Being interrupted by him, song Hai was a little displeased. "If you don't want to say something, even if you die, you have to keep your mouth closed. Can you do it?"

Bai Wen took a look at Bai Wu, held his hand, palms slightly sweating, and then said with a smile: "it's a small honor to be able to work for the second prince, even if it's going up the knife mountain and down the sea of fire, the small one will not refuse."

Hearing the speech, Ji rurong got up and looked at it. It was not too early, so she took the rest of the guards to go back to the palace. When she came to Bai Wen's side, she patted him heavily on the shoulder and said, "with this palace, no one would dare to take your life at will!"

Without waiting for Bai Wen to sip the truth, Ji rurong has already left the yard.

Looking at him like this, song Hai said with a smile: "manager Bai, the Yingfeng building will be handed over to you in the future. You have to make some good achievements to live up to the second prince's trust."

Bai Wen returned to his senses and immediately saluted song Hai: "manager song is serious. I will live up to the expectations."

Song Hai sneered coldly, held his head high, and went back to his own room, asking people to send Bai Wen and Bai Wu back home.