Dressed as a vicious stepmother, the Six Realms bosses are all my eldest sons!

Xiao Ning hurried over to open the door, staring at the other party with her eyes like torches.

Little Persimmon was stared at at a loss, and was so embarrassed that she didn't know what to say.

Fortunately, Qingqing called people in in time, and with excitement and excitement, asked loudly:

"Little persimmon, is there any good news?"

Little Persimmon took out a bank note from his pocket, looked at Qingqing with a happy smile, and sincerely wished her:

"Congratulations, Boss An, this is 300 taels of silver from the master."

"Three days later, Boss An still needs to prepare some fruit drinks, and Master wants to take them back to taste."

Qing Qing, who took the silver ticket, was a little surprised, and couldn't help but suspect that her drink hadn't won the first prize.

"Little persimmon, are you mistaken? It stands to reason that my fruit drink is unparalleled in the world, so I should be invited normally."

Hearing her doubts, the little persimmon shrank his neck, was at a loss for words, and eased up a few moments and said:

"Boss Zhou also participated in this banquet. Although it can't be on the stage, but..."

The words could no longer be understood, and Qingqing was furious after hearing this.She also pointed out that being invited to Beijing this time, Xianyu turned over, and the two sons had too many opportunities.

"But Boss An, don't worry, Master explained that if the emperor likes it, you still have a chance."

Little Persimmon hurriedly explained to calm the anger in his heart. He had full confidence in Qingqing, and it was only a matter of time before he was invited to the capital.

But precisely because of time issues, several people finally entered the sect...

"Ah, by the way, the master will mention the words for you on the spot, and I will deliver them after it is framed."

It should be a great honor for the prince to mention the words, which gave the aggrieved Qingqing some comfort.

After talking for a few words, Little Persimmon left.

"Zhou Papi, since you want to blackmail me, don't blame me for being rude!"

Qingqing: If you stand in my way, you will surely die!

"Qingqing, prepare to present the fruit drink to the Holy Majesty next, and don't focus on such villains."

Gu Si patted her on the shoulder, trying to divert her attention and dispel her anger.

"Mother, Fourth Uncle is right. And if the prince mentions the words, our store will definitely be a hit!"

"Fire, fire, fire! Fire, fire!"

Xiao Ning and Xiao Rui'er surrounded Qingqing, comforting her mother.

Da Mo and Er Xuan were relieved when they heard the result.

Da Mo: Zhou Shi is also considered a good deed.

Erxuan: Yes, if we go to Kyoto, our plan will be messed up.

An hour later, the little persimmon delivered the plaque and announced the origin loudly.Everyone saw that he was dressed in extraordinary clothes and had a lot of ostentation, and they thought that there was indeed a prince who came here recently.

Several times of analysis, all confirmed that this is true.

'Meeting Qing' is not only the name of the store, but also the affirmation of the royal family for fruit drinks.

Ordinary people, seeing this plaque, flock to it for a taste of honey.

The plaque was hung, the firecrackers shook the sky, attracted a lot of attention, and became famous!

"Congratulations, Boss Ann!"

"Boss An, are you still short of fruit?"

"Boss An, this is a congratulatory gift from me!"

"Boss An, it's past noon, can you have some afternoon tea?"

"... "

How many people who fell into trouble at the beginning, how many voices of congratulations and blessings now.

The whole alley was besieged once again, and they couldn't wait to see the royal ink.

It can be said that people are crowded, people step on people, and even flies have difficulty passing through the crowd.

For a while, congratulations, invitations, and flattery sounded endlessly.

Xiao Rui'er stood on the second floor and looked at the disturbing crowd below, she held Linglong's index finger with her little hand and pouted her mouth reluctantly and said:

"A lot of people, so noisy..."

"Okay, let's not listen or watch."

Linglong's hands were attached to Xiao Rui'er's ears, and everything was silent for an instant, only the sound of heartbeat and panting could be felt.

"Fifteen Wen, pay here!"

"Big Brother, Second Brother, hurry up and get fruit drinks for the guests! What are you doing in a daze!"

Xiao Ning, who was on the first floor, turned on the 'store manager mode' again, collecting money and distributing drinks without delay, and was born to be a business material.

However, Damo and Erxuan suffered a lot, they packaged and distributed the fruit drinks made by Aunt Zhang and Tang Yin, and they were not idle at all.

On the other side, Qingqing and Gu Si are busy building relationships and gathering contacts, and they are also busy.

The business is really booming, Qingqing borrowed some manpower from shopkeeper Sun and plans to stay up late to catch up with work, so I'm afraid I won't have any sleep tonight.

The poor little wolf cub was crying 'whimper and whimper' at home, he was really hungry.

Encounter Qing's rare bright lights, shooting stars across, taking away everyone's dreams.

At Chenshi the next day, Qingqing sent a few children to the academy with dark circles under her eyes, and when she came back, she saw a queue of shopkeepers.

There is no time to breathe, simply eat some breakfast, and start fighting again.

"Qingqing, you go to the cave to rest, Tang Yineng and I can hurry over here."

Gu Si felt distressed when he saw her haggard face, eyelids were clenched, and her head couldn't support herself.

"It's okay, I can hold on."

Qingqing was so tired that she felt like she was on the verge of falling when she walked, and Bao Guoyin's movements were skillful.

At this time, her mind was separated from her hands, and no one disturbed the other.

"Today's sales start, thank you for your support, line up in order!"

As the store door opened, everyone rushed forward, where is the order of standing in line just now?

"Everyone line up, order from me!"

Linglong raised the red flag, indicating that everyone should line up here to buy.Aunt Zhang, Tang Yin and other staff were in charge of packing, Gu Si was in charge of running the hall, and Qingqing was naturally the accountant.

For a while, there were not enough seats in the store, so Qingqing could only borrow some tables and chairs from Boss Sun to put them outside the door to ease the flow of people.

Compared with meeting Qing, Duqing teahouse can be described as dilapidated and desolate, with few people.The crow flew by without batting an eyelid, feeling unlucky.

While everyone was busy, a scream broke the rhythm.

"Mom! It's not good! Second brother...Second brother...killed someone!"

Xiao Ning was holding on to the door frame, her face was pale, her waist was arched extremely low, and she was panting heavily, it was difficult to say a complete sentence.

"What! Say it again!"

Upon hearing this, Qingqing rushed to the door, held Xiao Ning's shoulder, and asked eagerly, her voice trembling.

"I... I only heard that the second brother had a quarrel with someone and pushed him into the lake in a fit of anger."

"Now they are being treated in the hospital, I will take you there!"

Xiao Ning who hadn't calmed down held her mother's hand and turned around to run, Qingqing's mind went blank, and the most worrying thing still happened.

Gu Si called out Tang Yin to watch the store, and he followed closely behind, full of worries in his heart.

Within a quarter of an hour, several people came to the medical clinic on the corner of the street, and led by the doctor to the single room on the second floor.

There was a little boy lying on the bed, about the same age as Erxuan, whose appearance...was somewhat familiar.

Erxuan looked at the boy on the bed coldly, as if it was a piece of pork;

Da Mo still had no expression on his face, he could only nod when he saw Qing Qing coming.

"Doctor, how is the child?"

Qingqing hurriedly inquired about the injury, and prayed in her heart: there must be nothing wrong!

"The young man's condition is not optimistic, his breathing is weak, and he seems to have suffered a serious injury."

The doctor closed his eyes, shook his head helplessly, and finally ended with a sigh.

"What doctor, you..."

She wanted to beg the doctor to check carefully, but a cold voice came from behind:

"Who did it to hurt people!"

Looking back, the person who spoke was about the same age as Gu Si, holding a Qiongyao jade flute, wearing a white straight-fronted gown, with a moon-white auspicious cloud belt around his waist, and his black hair tied up with a silver crown, which looked noble and extraordinary.