The book has no strength, the female supporting role just wants to survive

Chapter 297 See you later, Cousin Mingrui

Jiang Tunan carefully put the book away as if it were a treasure. Who knows how expensive it would be if he bought it. Even if he didn't need it, he could sell it later.

"Okay, thank you boss."

But if I really move out of the Xiao Mansion in the end, with the protection of Zhuying Pavilion, I should be able to reduce a lot of danger.

Wen Zhu turned around without saying anything. Jiang Tunan suddenly remembered what happened between Wen Zhu and Su Xiaoxiao just now. He wanted to ask a few questions but didn't know how to start. Finally, he thought about it and gave up. As a qualified employee, he never asked about the leader's private affairs.

"Just ask if you have any questions."

Jiang Tunan looked up in a daze. Does Wen Zhu have eyes behind his back?

"No, I just asked if I could sit down."

Jiang Tunan moved his body closer to the table and chairs.

"sit down."

Wen Zhu walked over to the tea table and pretended to sit down. He glanced at Jiang Tunan casually and asked,

"Not bringing that mat today? Looks like your injury has healed."

"what?"

Jiang Tunan looked at Wen Zhu in bewilderment, and the latter pinched his nose bridge tiredly.

"Weren't you punished in the girls' school?"

"You know all this, you are worthy of being my boss!"

Jiang Tunan gave a thumbs up to flatter his superior. It was all right to praise the leader without thinking.

"It's nothing serious that I asked you to come here today. There has been an influx of disaster victims in Kyoto recently, so please be careful when you go out."

Jiang Tunan nodded obediently.

"Okay boss, I will be careful."

She goes to school with Xiao Mingxu and Xiao Mingrui in a carriage every day, so there shouldn't be any danger. At most, she just has to be careful in the girls' school and not get harmed by some unlucky guy.

"The martial arts test has just started. What do you think?"

It can be seen that Wen Zhu is really short of money. Jiang Tunan complained silently in his heart and then asked,

"Didn't you say that Kyoto has been in turmoil recently? Isn't this a bad time to do business?"

Wen Zhu's tone was indifferent.

"You and I are of the same generation, no need to address each other with respect,"

"As for the martial arts test, the court intends to cooperate with Kyoto merchants. I would like to ask your opinion on this matter first."

Jiang Tunan thought to himself, isn’t this the imperial court soliciting sponsorship? It seems that everyone is poor now.

"I think the court's move is just to solve the problem of insufficient funds and let private merchants pay. In this way, the court will have money and the merchants will gain fame. It's the best of both worlds. But don't you, boss, have no money?"

If you don’t have money, don’t join in the fun. Not everyone can be the financial sponsor.

Wen Zhu choked and coughed a few times when he heard the sound, and looked at Jiang Tunan with an indescribable look.

"Or will Zhuying Pavilion send someone to serve as security?"

It’s funny to think about a top-notch killer working as a security guard.

"Do you want to expose all the assassins in my Bamboo Shadow Pavilion?"

There was a hint of sarcasm in Wen Zhu's tone, but he didn't sound like he was blaming Jiang Tunan.

"Forget it, boss, let's not join in the fun. We don't have the money."

Wen Zhu: ...It feels like I'm shooting myself in the foot.

"What if I must participate?"

Jiang Tunan spread his hands helplessly.

"Just join in if you want. It's your Bamboo Shadow Pavilion, not mine."

"Go back and think carefully about how we can seize this opportunity to make money. I believe in your ability."

Wen Zhu was about to chase the guests away, and Jiang Tunan was so anxious that he spoke in dialect.

"Why are you so domineering?"

Wen Zhu glanced at him coldly, and Jiang Tunan immediately behaved well.

"Okay, boss. You're the boss. I'll listen to you."

Jiang Tunan spoke angrily, and stood up to leave, but when he reached the door, he suddenly turned back and said indifferently,

"By the way, boss, how did you know I would use a cushion after I got hurt?"

Wen Zhu, who was originally holding up his head, had his pupils shrink instantly, and then Jiang Tunan's voice came again.

"Even if you don't tell me, I know that as the boss of Zhuying Pavilion, the boss must know everything."

Wen Zhu slowly raised his head, and saw Jiang Tunan's innocent smile. The woman in front of him then put away her smile and looked calm.

"Then I'll go back. See you later."

"Cousin Mingrui."

(I’ve been a little tired recently, so my typing speed has been a little slow. I will make up for the number of words before dawn o(╥﹏╥)o)