kvmb Chapter 78 The Little Beggar Saves the Beauty
Chapter 78 The Little Beggar Saves the Beauty
Song Youan took a deep breath and subconsciously looked at Youanju behind him through the gap between the two of them.
It was only a few dozen steps away from her home, but if the other party kept blocking her, she really had no way out.
At this moment, the expressions of the two big men in front of them suddenly changed. Their expressions changed from being slightly stunned to hesitation, then from hesitation to doubt, and finally fixed on shock.
The rustling sound of footsteps gradually became clearer, coming from behind her.
Song Youan turned around and her eyes widened.
They saw five or six aggressive little beggars coming towards them with sticks in their hands, and their target was clear, because their fierce eyes were fixed on the two big men.
"Third brother, what's going on?"
"No...I don't know. Where did this little beggar come from?"
"It seems...it seems to be coming towards us."
The two big men swallowed subconsciously and took two steps back unconsciously.
Song Youan seemed to recognize the little boy leading the group. He was the beggar who had taken her buns from the pawnshop that day.
Could it be that they...
"Third brother, let's go. Don't mess with beggars!"
"Miss, I'm sorry for the inconvenience. Our shopkeeper is Mr. Xin from the Manyue Tower. Please remember to come when you have time!"
The two big men left this sentence and turned around and ran away before Song Youan could react.
Song Youan:?
When I looked back, I found that the little beggars had also run away.
Song Youan:!
"Hey, you guys!"
Song Youan subconsciously called out to them, and the little beggars stopped and turned around to look at her from a distance.
Yuanbao suddenly grinned at Song Youan, revealing a row of neat, white teeth beneath his dark face. Without waiting for Song Youan to speak again, they turned around and disappeared.
Song Youan half-opened his mouth, looking as if hesitant to speak for a moment. Finally, he laughed, shook his head, and muttered, "These kids..."
After returning to Youanju safely, she did not rush into the villa, but opened the jewelry box on the dressing table in the back room.
First take out the top gold corset and put it aside, then put the various jewels inside into the jewelry box.
She didn't plan to take these jewelries back. If she used the depreciation system, these jewelries would be wasted. She didn't think these jewelries and hairpins could be sold for much money. They might not be worth as much as a purple chrysanthemum.
In the end, she only took the two large gold ingots in the box in her hands. These gold ingots must be valuable because there were words engraved under the gold ingots. These were genuine official silver, and they would be antiques if she took them back!
After returning to the villa, the system popped up on time.
[The host has brought back two gold ingots from Dazhao. Do you want to cash them in?]
Song Youan almost accidentally cashed it out and pressed "No" in panic.
[The host has brought back two gold ingots from Dazhao. Do you want to value them?]
Song You frowned as if thinking, wondering whether the system's valuation was based on the gold price or the value of the antique?
She raised her hand and pressed "Yes", thinking that it didn't matter, she could figure out what kind of "identity" the valuation was based on from the result.
[Evaluation in progress…]
Sorry, valuation failed.
Song Youan's eyes widened, and he blurted out, "No... this can also fail in valuation? Gold, isn't it the easiest thing to show its value?"
As soon as she finished complaining, the system continued to ask her whether she wanted to make the cultural relics look old.
Song Youan pressed "Yes" again, and the light of the two large gold ingots dimmed slightly.
Song Youan examined it carefully and couldn't help but marvel in his heart. It was indeed official silver, as the gold ingot had no impurities at all.
It is common for designers to use metals, so she understands gold. Only gold that is free of impurities and not synthetic will not rust at all.
The two in her hand were like this.
Returning to the living room, he casually put the gold ingot aside, picked up the mobile phone on the table and took a look. There was a message from Chi Yu.
Chen Fei's invitation was delivered to Lanting. As expected of a business tycoon, he always pays attention to efficiency when doing things.
Chi Yu also took a photo of the invitation and sent it to her, with the time clearly marked on it, which was the day after tomorrow.
Then, there were pictures of Fengyoujing samples sent to her by Zhang Beiwang, the manufacturer, along with a voice message: "Boss Song, do you think this packaging is okay? Is it too plain? If you have any requirements, please let me know today. Otherwise, we'll be in production tomorrow and won't be able to change anything."
The picture shows an iron product the size of a coin. Iron is the cheapest metal. Using modern technology to apply a layer of mucous film on the refined iron can prevent it from rusting easily. Therefore, many products choose to use iron boxes for their outer packaging.
Solid wind oil is low in cost, and using iron is the most cost-effective and reasonable method.
It just doesn’t look good.
Song Youan replied: [Okay, Director Zhang, that's it. However, the ingredients in the Fengyoujing must be sufficient and in compliance with regulations. No cutting corners.]
What she wants is the effect of Fengyoujing; packaging is not important to those educated people at all.
Boss Zhang quickly responded with an OK gesture.
Finally, there was a string of messages from Xu Ziyang: [12:34, the class reunion will be at 7pm the day after tomorrow, in room 688 on the eighth floor of the Lanting Club.]
[13:01, remember to come. If you don't, I'll start talking nonsense to everyone.]
[13:16, did you get it? Say something?]
[At 14:04, the other party canceled the voice call! ]
14:05, ?
He kept on rambling on for over a dozen times, the latest one being ten minutes ago, indicating that he was going to call the police.
How could someone be so energetic? Song Youan rolled his eyes helplessly.
She didn't reply to Xu Ziyang, but she was worried that Xu Ziyang would call the police, so she posted a message on WeChat Moments to prove that she was still alive.
A minute later, Xu Ziyang's message came again: "Song Youan, what do you mean? I sent you a message and pretended not to see it?"
I'm so angry!
【Can you please speak?】
The phone kept ringing, and Song Youan couldn't help it anymore. She replied, "Don't bother me, or I'll block you!"
Then, the whole world was quiet.
She sighed silently, muted her phone and threw it aside, then turned on her computer and started organizing employee information.
Based on these people's resumes and interview results, Song Youan selected some candidates he liked, and then sent employment reply emails to these people one by one, and informed them that the studio was currently under renovation. All hired employees would start receiving their salary on the day they received the email, which would be counted as paid leave. This part of the salary would be paid together with the first month's salary after joining the company.
The studio renovation period will take some time, and she cannot guarantee that these talents will not leave during this period, so she can only use this method to retain them.
Finally, she picked up the resume on the table that she had not opened and slowly opened it. It was Liang Bei's resume.