Although the problem girl treated Zhu Ping'an with neither eyes nor nose, rolled her eyes nor looked at him straight in the eye, and sneered at him but with the enthusiastic mediation of the young man who called himself Huang San, the negotiation atmosphere in the backyard of the pastry shop was relatively harmonious.
Why would he bother with a brain-dead problem girl? Zhu Ping'an automatically ignored the problem girl and had a pleasant chat with the young man Huang.
"Oh, by the way, Brother Zhu wants to rent this shop, right? No problem, we can sign the contract now. I can decide the rent, and I can reduce it by one or two taels of silver every month." After the greetings, the young man Huang said to Zhu Ping'an.
"I don't feel comfortable doing this." Zhu Ping'an politely declined.
"Are you sorry that you are still standing here? If you are embarrassed, then just leave. No one is forcing you to rent." The problematic girl at the side sneered and mocked Zhu Ping'an.
"Cough cough..." Zhu Ping'an started coughing because of the words of the problematic girl.
"Royal sister!" Young Huang looked at the girl in question helplessly, then bowed his hands to apologize to Zhu Ping'an, "Ahem, sorry, brother Zhu, my sister just likes to joke, brother Zhu, please forgive me and don't take it to heart."
"Royal brother! I'm not kidding. Why should I apologize to him!" The problem girl puffed up her cheeks in dissatisfaction, and then took her anger out on Zhu Ping'an, glaring at him fiercely with her big eyes.
"It's okay, it's okay, she's just a kid..." Zhu Ping'an curled the corners of his lips slightly and glanced at the girl in question, acting as if he was a modest gentleman and the other party was just an ignorant child and he would not bother with her.
Zhu Ping'an's contempt deeply hurt the problem girl's heart.
From childhood to adulthood, I have always been flattered, coaxed, respected, and feared by others. I have never heard a harsh word, and no one has ever dared to look at me with such contempt!
But Zhu Ping'an, this exhibitionist, this dog slave, actually dared to look down on me, said that I was sick, and even mocked me as a child!
This is intolerable, what else can we not tolerate
"How dare you, Zhu Ping'an! If you look at me like that again, believe it or not, I will have someone dig out your dog eyes!" The problematic girl pointed at Zhu Ping'an angrily, her little face full of rage. Her beautiful eyes glared at Zhu Ping'an fiercely, as if Zhu Ping'an had suffered a great humiliation.
Uh, here we go again!
Zhu Pingan felt that he had a good temper, but after being scolded by the problem girl again and again, he still couldn't help but feel angry.
Originally, I wanted to spare you a troubled girl's argument for your brother's sake, but you just won't stop.
There is a classic saying in modern times:
If you are bitten by a mad dog,
Are you going to bite it back
Yes, no bite back.
But what if the dog keeps biting without stopping, one bite after another, without taking a break? !
"Did you not brush your teeth this morning?"
Zhu Ping'an turned his head to look at the girl in question and smiled brightly, his eight white teeth sparkling in the sun.
"What do you mean?" The girl in question was dazzled by Zhu Ping'an's white teeth and was unable to react for a moment.
After being stunned for a second, the girl finally realized that Zhu Ping'an was mocking her for being impolite and having bad breath.
"Zhu Ping'an, you are so outrageous..."
After she realized what was happening, the girl was almost driven crazy. She was the eldest princess of the Ming Dynasty, yet she was mocked for having bad breath.
There was another round of chaos.
The young man Huang San took great pains to stabilize the situation, but the problem girl became even more uncooperative.
"Zhu Ping'an, go away. You are not welcome here." The girl in question stared at Zhu Ping'an coldly and pointed her little hand in the direction of the door.
“Imperial sister…” Huang San, a young man, looked helpless and put his hand on the shoulder of the girl in question.
"Royal brother, I don't care. I also have a share in this shop. I won't rent it to him. Even if I rent it to a dog, I would rather not rent it to Zhu Ping'an." The problem girl started to show her temper and glared at Zhu Ping'an fiercely again.
"Royal sister, since the store opened, it has been losing money every day..." the young man Huang advised earnestly.
“Royal brother, I won’t rent it out. I’m sure I can make some money… Just let me drive it, Royal brother, I beg you…” The problem girl pulled the sleeve of Huang San boy and acted coquettishly, which was much cuter than when she was bossing him around.
"This..." Huang San looked at the girl in question helplessly, "Didn't you agree to rent it yesterday?"
"I just want to wait for him to come, and then tell him in person that I won't rent it to him." The girl in question stretched out her pink and white little hand and pointed at Zhu Ping'an.
Damn it!
Are you kidding me
Zhu Pingan was speechless about the problem girl. This little girl really deserved a beating. It turned out that she had never intended to rent it to him from the beginning. She agreed to rent it yesterday just to wait for him to come and sign the contract, and then she would say to him in person that she would not rent it to him.
"Brother Zhu, I'm so sorry, I didn't expect things to turn out like this..."
Huang Sanjuan tried to persuade the girl again and again but to no avail. He could only look at Zhu Pingan with embarrassment, not knowing how to explain.
"Brother Huang, there is no need to be like this. There is uncertainty in transactions." Zhu Ping'an waved his hand indifferently and smiled slightly.
"Royal brother, why are you apologizing to him?" The girl in question rolled her eyes and muttered softly.
The young man Huang glanced at the girl in question, and she stopped talking, but she didn't show any sign of rolling her eyes.
"I still have to find a store, so I won't bother you anymore. Bye." Zhu Ping'an ignored the girl in question, bowed and said goodbye to the young man Huang, then turned and left.
"You still have some sense. You know you're an eyesore... You've already said goodbye but you're still not leaving. Do you want to be turned away?"
When the problem girl saw Zhu Ping'an saying goodbye, a smug look appeared on her little face. Like a hen that had won a battle, she took two steps forward with her head held high and chest puffed out, chasing after Zhu Ping'an's back, and spoke in a sarcastic drawl.
Zhu Ping'an paused as he was leaving, then stopped and turned around, looking at the girl with a smile on his face, like a modest gentleman, "Even if the deal doesn't work out, we still have friendship. Meeting is fate. The girl is so innocent, Zhu has a poem for her."
Having said that, without waiting for the girl to refuse, Zhu Pingan walked back to the table in the courtyard where the contract was signed, picked up the brush, and wrote a poem in a flamboyant manner:
Lying in Spring
The dark plum blossoms bloom quietly, and I lie on the branches feeling sad and resentful.
I heard from afar that it was like lying water, and the spring green was easily visible.
The shore seems green, the shore seems transparent green, the shore seems transparent dark green.
The poem was completed in one go without any embellishments and took less than a minute to write. After the poem was finished, he left, leaving his achievement and fame behind.
"Who cares about your crappy poems?"
By the time the girl in question reacted, Zhu Ping'an had already disappeared at the door.