"Cooperation? This word is quite new. I wish us a happy cooperation." Murong Fu stretched out his hand, held his small white hands tightly, and raised the corners of his mouth.
Du Suxi smiled brightly in return, and turned her gaze to the stage where Yingge Yanwu was performing. The wonderful oiran was still dancing fieryly, her every move and every move was full of charm.
Du Suxi frowned. Looking at the stage, his eyes gradually turned cold, and he couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.
"If this is the seductive courtesan in Beijing, I will indeed be disappointed."
"Oh? Then Mr. Du, let's see, who is the best oiran?" Murong Fu looked at the little palm-sized face with interest. He really wanted to know what kind of woman could satisfy him in Du Suxi's eyes.
Du Suxi met Murong Fu's appraising eyes, her voice was light, but her expression was extremely serious.
"As the saying goes, a wife is not as good as a concubine, and a concubine is not as good as stealing. Stealing is worse than not being able to steal. Men are like this. Things that can be easily obtained will never be cherished. This oiran song is beautiful, but it is so deliberate. If you accept it with humiliation, in a few years, it will inevitably become a ruined flower that no one cares about."
Murong Fu listened to those sonorous words, with a hint of sarcasm on his lips, and nodded in response.
"What Mr. Du said is quite true. However, this is the Flower House, a place where men have fun. Is it possible that a chastity archway should be built for these women?"
Although this person's idea is good, it is too unrealistic. A look of disappointment flashed across Murong Fu's eyes. Could it be that he misjudged the person
Du Suxi raised her head and raised her chin slightly. The candlelight illuminated her fair face, making her face even more radiant.
"As the saying goes, there is no cat that doesn't steal sex, and the same goes for men. Master Murong and I are both men. I think Master Murong also knows that the courtesan Yun Ge works so hard to show off his beauty just to find a good benefactor for himself. That’s all, she’s not so much an courtesan as she is a superficial woman who sells her looks for a price.”
"What a superficial woman waiting for a price, haha, this is the first time in my life that I have heard such high opinions!" The smile on Murong Fu's lips became thicker, and his eyes were full of sarcasm.
"Then according to your noble opinion, Hualou does not sell sex, what should we do?"
"I need a group of women with good looks and literacy. I will make them the legends of the capital. I want to build the most unique brothel in the capital! Make our brothel the most unique brothel in the capital."
Du Suxi looked at Murong Fu head-on, smiled lightly, and did not take Murong Fu's ridicule to heart at all. Her voice was calm and unhurried, and she raised her head even more proudly.
She is confident that she can open a modern private club in ancient times!
Murong Fu was stunned, looking at those extremely bright eyes, his heart skipped a beat. He nodded in response.
"Okay! I will find a way to meet your request, and I hope you won't disappoint me."
A flash of surprise flashed across Du Suxi's eyes. She quickly looked at Murong Fu and bit her lower lip subconsciously.
This Murong Fu has a good background and is probably much more powerful than he imagined. The matter he mentioned is definitely not a simple matter, yet he dared to agree so readily. It seems that this man has big plans.
It's just that such a big shot may not be of any benefit to herself. She is a killer. She has been learning a saying since she was a child. Crisis and opportunity coexist. If she is timid, she will only be stepped on by others and will never be able to stand up.
Murong Fu valued his own brains, and he could just use his channels. What he has is exactly what she lacks. Only cooperation can win-win for both families!
Du Suxi was silent. If the cooperation she just had was just a casual fight, now Du Suxi has really decided to take it seriously. The man in front of me is not short of money, and what he values is probably the brothel's news channel.
And what she needs most now is money. As long as she has enough power to protect herself, she will be able to live well even if she leaves the Du family in the future!
Looking at the ambitious man in front of her, Du Suxi stood up solemnly and stretched out her hand towards Murong Fu.
"Mr. Murong, I hope we can cooperate happily. I believe that our cooperation will give birth to a great intelligence organization."
Murong Fu's smile froze on his face, and he looked in surprise as the imposing "man" in front of him almost lost his grip on the wine glass and dropped it.
How does this person know what he is thinking? He narrowed his eyes dangerously, but was interrupted by Du Suxi.
"Mr. Murong, everyone has secrets. I respect your ideas. We are partners now. I will try my best to help you in this regard. As for the profit, I hope to split it 50-50."
Murong Fu's face froze, and finally he managed to squeeze out a smile, looking at Du Suxi and nodding.
"certainly."
"In that case, I will wait for your good news, Master, at Hongfu Inn in seven days. I will take my leave first."
Du Suxi smiled slightly, turned and left. No one noticed that her palms were already wet.
She was betting, she was seeking skin from a tiger, but fortunately, she was right!
It wasn't until Du Suxi's figure disappeared from sight that Murong Fu put down his wine glass, a hint of teasing flashing in his eyes.
This woman is truly courageous. Do you think that by pretending to be a man, you can fool around with others? She could deceive ordinary people, but she couldn't deceive his carefulness.
However, he was looking forward to her performance. A unique brothel? A mythical woman? Tsk tsk tsk, whether it’s her whims or not, you’ll only know after trying it.
"Jiaomu, send a few people to follow her and find out who she is." Murong Fu casually ordered to the guards behind him.
The man hidden in the shadow nodded immediately.
Du Suxi walked on the bustling street and watched people coming and going. He calmly shook off the guards following him one by one, with a sneer on his lips.
"This Murong Fu is indeed a cunning person. He doesn't trust me at all, but he dares to cooperate with me. He is really bold."
After thinking about it, Du Suxi went straight to Jinxiufang.
According to modern language, Jinxiufang is a century-old high-end clothing factory with national chains all over the capital. Looking at the wide eight-a-side facade of Jinxiufang, Du Suxi smiled and walked in.
As its name suggests, the Jinxiufang store is really a place of beauty, looking at the dazzling array of various products. Du Suxi pursed her lips slightly, turned and left.
After meeting up with Qingzhuang, the two of them climbed over the wall and returned to the dilapidated courtyard. Fortunately, Du Suxi's identity was so embarrassing that no one cared about her, so they went out for a whole day without even noticing.
Qingzhuang couldn't help but curiously asked Du Suxi where she went to play. Du Suxi just smiled and said nothing.
The days passed like this day by day, and Du Suxi also devoted all her thoughts to the planning of the brothel.
She never thought that she would die so soon
It might be meeting Helian Kuang again.
For the first time, Du Yuanzheng sent someone to deliver a set of new clothes and some rouge and gouache from the girl's house. He repeatedly asked Du Suxi to dress up well, welcome distinguished guests, and not to lose etiquette again.
Qingzhuang looked at the beautifully packaged rouge and gouache with a look of surprise on her face.
"Miss, this is the best rouge in Bidanfang. The master sent someone to bring this to the lady. He must have changed his mind and took pity on the lady."
Du Suxi just smiled, looked at the luxurious new clothes, and curled her lips.
"Since father has given the order, let's follow it."
"Yes, miss, I will definitely dress you up beautifully, let them know that the Du family is not just the eldest lady!"
Qingzhuang smiled and helped Du Suxi wash up and dress up with her skillful hands.
Looking at the beauty with phoenix-like eyes, red lips, white teeth, and delicate eyebrows in the mirror, Qingzhuang revealed a big smile.
"Miss, let me tell you, you look so beautiful like this. Even compared to the eldest lady, you are not inferior."
Du Suxi just smiled when she saw herself like this. Qingzhuang is his girl, her heart is towards herself, and she should not take her words seriously. Although Du Yunxi has a vicious mind, it is undeniable that she is really beautiful, and he is far beyond her.
It's just that she was allowed to attend today's banquet. This is really not simple. She is not the kind of little girl who is inexperienced in the world. She doesn't believe that there are really free pies in the sky. If she suddenly shows kindness, she must have some intention!
She wanted to see what kind of show this was.
This is the first time that Du Suxi has stepped into the main hall of the Du family. As expected, it is the prime minister's home that is not in ruins. The hall of more than 700 square meters is divided into an outer room and an inner room. The outer room is antique and has an entire wall. There are antiques and jades on the walls, and the walls are covered with calligraphy and paintings by famous people. There is a light and calming incense in the air, which reflects the luxury and low-keyness of the owner.
Before entering the inner court, I heard cheers and laughter. A crack quickly appeared on Du Suxi's calm face.
Is this voice him
Frowning slightly, Du Suxi suppressed the resentment in her heart, raised her head high, and walked into the voice step by step.
"Su Xi pays homage to father."
"Yes." Du Yuanzheng looked at the daughter he had always ignored and nodded. Then he turned around, looked at a man wearing a black brocade robe, and introduced him.
"Seventh Prince, this is my daughter Du Suxi. Suxi, haven't you come to meet the Seventh Prince?"
"yes."
Du Suxi lowered her head slightly, with a submissive expression that showed no trace of hatred, and gave Helian a bow.
"Su Xi has met the Seventh Prince."
Is this the man? What a beast!
Du Suxi's face was calm, but her heart was already surging. It's just that she concealed it very well and wasn't angry at all.
Helian Kuang looked at the figure who was as upright as a green bamboo, neither arrogant nor humble, and a glimmer of light quickly flashed in his eyes. He held a splendid porcelain tea bowl in his hand, lowered his eyebrows, covered his lips with his sleeves, and took a sip.
He secretly thought that Du Suxi was quite sensible. In this case, he would let this Du Suxi go for the time being. If she dared to say it, he would have to see if anyone would believe it.
At this time, Helian Kuang only regarded Du Suxi as a plaything and didn't take it seriously. Little did he know that in the future, Du Suxi would grow to a point where even he would have to avoid his edge. .
Before every ugly duckling grows into a swan, all it needs is time.
(End of chapter)