Chapter 86 A Difficult Choice

As soon as these words were spoken, the eyes of several people present all turned towards Su Mingjue.

Su Mingjue instantly felt that Song Chun could not get along with this person, a pure pig teammate.

He was the one responsible for the pornographic pictures last time, and he is still the one to blame this time.

He squinted at Song Chunhe secretly, and the other party said with a look of ignorance on his face: "Look what I'm doing, isn't this gift for you?"

Su Mingjue: "..."

I should have known it earlier . You shouldn't have accepted the gift just now. I felt so happy receiving the gift just now, but now I feel so embarrassed.

Su Mingjue glanced at several people on the field and thought to himself that none of them were suitable. After all, they were all here to give gifts, so there was no way to directly slap someone in the face.

After much thought, He Xini was the best solution. Thinking of this, Su Mingjue smiled in her eyes and laughed, "I can't choose from so many treasures. Each one has its own beauty."

Lu Shaoyu heard this. The other party's expression did not change when he said that he had greased his mouth, but the corners of his mouth curled up, showing an expected expression.

Lu Shaoqing pinched the corners of his clothes, his expression a little lonely: "I gave you three pieces, but there isn't one that you like the most?"

Baili Xi's eyes shrank slightly, regretting that he didn't see the excitement.

The expression on Rong Zheng's face didn't change much, it was still calm, as if what he just said had no impact on him.

Only Meng Helan raised her eyebrows, her expression was a little casual but she didn't let him go: "You can hold a bowl of water flat, but I don't know how long you can hold it."

Su Mingjue curled her mouth downwards, pretending not to hear, and said to a group of people : "Today's protagonist is "A Dream of Red Mansions". If you can buy one copy of it, it will be the greatest support for me."

Meng Helan tapped his palm with a fan and said, "If I just buy five copies of it, then The best gift is mine."

Lu Shaoqing was not disappointed when he heard this, "Isn't it just five copies? I'll buy ten copies!"

Su Mingjue twitched the corners of his mouth, it was really childish, the money was earned, but for him This is not a very good thing.

After all, what he wants is the reputation of the book, not just the number of books sold.

He immediately stopped and said: "In order to give everyone the opportunity to buy the book, each person can buy at most one copy of this book."

Meng Helan looked at the little slippery man in front of him and thought to himself, he is as smooth as a loach, why did he think he was stupid in the first place?

Su Mingjue and Meng Helan were "fighting openly and secretly" here, while Rong Zheng walked directly to the special area, picked up "A Dream of Red Mansions" on the shelf and started reading.

The cover is red, with a white border on the upper right corner, on which are written the words "A Dream of Red Mansions" in regular regular script, written by Cao Xueqin.

This was the first time he had seen a book in this form. The writing color was not blue, but bold red, and the author had a name that had nothing to do with him.

At first glance, it seemed to be very different from other books. To be honest, when he first heard that he wanted to write a book by himself, he didn’t believe it at first. A playboy in Jinling City who spent all his time eating, drinking and having fun could actually change his mind. One day while reading, I felt a little unbelievable no matter how I listened to it.

The King of Jinling knew that the last time he went into the water to save someone regardless of his identity, he sent a letter to him asking him to keep a close watch on him. Being entrusted with loyalty, he secretly thought that the other party might want a lot of money to eat, drink and have fun, so he deliberately Ask him to submit a breakdown of his expenses when presented with a problem.

I thought that the other party would randomly shove a piece of paper into him, but I didn't expect that he would really take it seriously. The small piece of paper was full of writing, which looked very reliable.

All this seems to have changed a lot compared to what he remembered in his memory.

He opened the title page and read straight down. It contained the judgments of each person. The writing was brilliant and the situation of each person in the book was clearly explained in just a few strokes. He was obviously a half-grown boy, but for some reason the words were full of meaning. It reveals a bit of desolation.

Why was he so sentimental?

Rong Zheng frowned and continued reading. The content in the book was not as sad as he imagined, but more about the extravagant life of wealthy people.

This is very similar to his life in Jinling City. I heard that he often made Queyuntai crazy and was completely naughty.

The content in the book seemed to be a realistic representation of his life, but with a lot of added characters. He read it very carefully, but he finished it in a short while.

The whole book is not finished, only eight chapters are written, and there is a sentence on the back page that seems to be ominous: If you want to know what happens after the funeral, please listen to the breakdown in the next chapter.

It was obvious that he was here to make money. He shook his head and said, no one would believe it. The legitimate son of King Jinling loved money so much.

Lu Shaoyu flipped through the book and read for a while. When he saw Rong Zheng approaching, he greeted him and said, "I haven't seen Prime Minister Pei for a long time. I wonder how he is doing these days." When

Rong Zheng heard this, his expression was calm and his voice was gentle: "I have been living here. I haven't seen him in Jing'an Street for a long time. Mr. Lu must have seen him more times than me every day. Why do you need to seek answers from me?"

Lu Shaoyu's face was slightly restrained and he said calmly: "After all, they are father and son, better than us. Others need to know more."

Rong Zheng put away the book in his hand, with a slightly indifferent expression on his face, and directly pointed out the other party's temptation, "Since Mr. Lu is so concerned, I can ask him in person in the future. This will be more sincere. Some."

After saying that, he took the book and walked to the counter, ignoring everyone.

Lu Shaoqing looked at the figure who looked gentle but did not give in at all, and wondered: "Brother, why are you suddenly talking to him? He has been different from us since he was a child."

Lu Shaoyu glanced at Su Mingjue, and the corner of his mouth He said with a smile: "He has never had a good relationship with Prime Minister Pei. As a colleague, he naturally needs to care about something." Lu Shaoqing secretly

thought, when did his brother become so warm-hearted

? , and immediately left.

He didn't want another problem to pop up later and put him in a dilemma.

He looked around the study, and saw that the small store was full of people. It had to be said that although the arrival of those few people caused trouble for him, it also brought about a "star" effect.

Thanks to their beauty, the opening of the study attracted a large number of people to watch based on the original publicity.

Although these people were not interested in drinking, once the topic was brought out, his Shengji Study became known to more people.

Because of the popularity of those three people, they will spread the word of mouth, and an advertisement that can be made without spending money is achieved.

Have you gone to Shengji's study? Rong Zheng, Meng Helan and Master Lu have all gone.

Have you been to the study that the three young masters are rushing to go to?

Each of them has a copy of "Dream of Red Mansions" in their hands. I want to buy a copy too.

Su Mingjue squinted his eyes and thought, everyone knew that all the boudoir ladies in the capital would definitely come here to check in, and his previous kind invitation would not be in vain. Su Mingjue admired himself while thinking.

During the inventory in the accounting room at night, he looked at the numbers on the account books and couldn't help but tremble in his heart. Not to mention that all the printed copies of "A Dream of Red Mansions" were sold, and even some of the books that were placed in the study were also sold. Quite a few.

In total, Su Mingjue actually earned eighty taels in one day, and Su Mingjue felt an inexplicable sense of accomplishment.

Although he borrowed the wisdom of his ancestors, he basically did everything from store location selection to pricing to publicity himself.

In other words, it feels like the seeds you planted have finally sprouted.

At this moment, Su Mingjue felt as if modern people had come alive in ancient times.