The cheongsam beauty becomes a god after the end of the law

After ten o'clock in the evening, Chen Xiangyin stood in front of the store, looking at passers-by out of boredom.

A few months after returning, several new shops have opened in Scissor Alley, more and more dilapidated old houses have been renovated, and there are more and more tourists.

The charming woman, wearing a cheongsam, was leaning against the door, doing nothing and looking like she was waiting for someone.

Three Huang Mao who came to Biluo Ancient Town to hunt for beauty, whispered to each other, selected the most fierce-looking one, and approached him to strike up a conversation.

Chen Xiangyin was looking at the lights at the end of the road in trance, when his sight suddenly broke into Huang Mao, who was half a head shorter than himself.

"How much do you want?"

Chen Xiangyin's first reaction was that he didn't understand how much it cost, and he didn't look like he was making clothes.

Huang Mao determined that Chen Xiangyin was engaged in that kind of business, and continued to ask: "Five thousand, by tomorrow morning, how about it?"

Chen Xiangyin understood, snorted, and was about to fight back.

"Brother." A clean big hand patted Huang Mao's shoulder. Following the neat cuffs, Chen Xiangyin saw clearly that the person coming was Chu Jinglun.

Chu Jinglun sounded rude and said to Huang Mao, "You have offended others."

Huang Mao's two friends came up to him with unkind expressions.

One of them said: "What are you doing? I don't know if it's a first-come, first-served basis?"

Chen Xiang introduced Chu Jinglun. She didn't want to get too entangled with these losers and didn't even look at the three of them. "You came very late. I'm almost closing."

As he spoke, he walked toward the house.

I don't know who had a hand, so he pulled her hair.

"Smelly bitch, you think we don't have money because of how well we dress, don't you?"

Chen Xiangyin just picked up the stones on the roadside from a distance, and Chu Jinglun punched out, causing Huang Mao to stumble and fall over.

I can't tell that Wenwen is weak but very energetic.

Not to be outdone, Huang Mao and the others launched a swarm of attacks and struggled with Chu Jinglun.

After only ten seconds of riot, the patrolling security guards quickly pulled several people away.

Chen Xiang introduced these security guards, Gu Yunshi's colleagues.

They are not stupid, they can tell who is in the same group as who, and they are twisting the three yellow hairs to the side.

Chu Jinglun didn't want to fight, so he pulled out and straightened his collar that was stretched askew.

Chen Xiangyin caught a glimpse of his sleeve being torn open.

"I'm sorry for causing you trouble."

Chu Jinglun shook his head and said calmly: "Miss Shen has nothing to be sorry for. It was someone else who was wrong."

Chen Xiangyin greeted him into the room, "I'll sew the coat for you. I guarantee it won't be visible."

Huang Mao outside the door refused to accept it and was still trying to break free from the security guards.

One of the security guards became anxious and howled: "How dare you mess with Mr. He's women, have you had enough of staying in Qingshan City?"

Huang Mao, who was leading the trouble, panicked and checked with the security guard a few more times, regardless of whether it was true or not that the girl ran away.

Chen Xiangyin poured tea in the room, listened carefully and frowned.

In her relationship with He Chongtian, except for the person involved, does everyone else acquiesce?

Strange emotions grew in my heart, resistance, and mixed with a sense of soreness and joy.

After sending away the security guard, Chu Jinglun took off his coat and opened Chenxiang's seam.

The agarwood guide holds the thin needle and threads it through the silk thread.

Through the mist of hot tea, Chu Jinglun saw that she was sewing seriously.

As he looked at it, Chu Jinglun's expression became a little stiff, and he hesitated and said again and again: "The woman's appearance is too outstanding, and the crime of having a treasure is just that Mr. He has a bad temper, so maybe he is not a good match."

He was referring to the last time when He Soaring went crazy and barged in, carrying agarwood and leading him upstairs. Chen Xiangyin didn't know how to explain it, so he replied after a long time: "That time was not what you thought, and we got along well in the end."

Seeing that Chu Jinglun didn't believe it, Chen Xiangyin stopped explaining and asked casually: "Do you recognize him?"

Chu Jinglun explained without hesitation that he was entrusted by He Chongtian to do something.

What a coincidence, Chen Xiang asked him what he was doing for He Chongtian.

Chu Jinglun said that due to the confidentiality agreement, he could not disclose it to anyone yet.

Chen Xiangyin reluctantly asked if it was a tourist resort on the northern peak of Qingshan Mountain.

Speaking of which, Chen Xiang cited what He Chongtian mentioned before and talked about the resort bidding project.

Chu Jinglun: "Ms. Shen seems to be very interested in this project. Why not ask Mr. He to do it?"

Chen Xiangyin: "I have no qualifications or resources. Not to mention whether he will give it to me or not, even if he does, I can't do it."

Chu Jinglun was silent for a moment, "What plans does Miss Shen have for that land?"

Chen Xiangyin really had some ideas. The new mobile phone He Chongtian gave her gave her access to the Internet.

The power of the Internet cannot be underestimated, and she wants to develop non-assembly-line cultural and tourism peripherals.

"There is a temple preserved in the Ming Dynasty in the resort. It will be renovated and developed later and it will become a signature place. The embroidery in Qingshan is influenced by Hunan embroidery. The embroidered flowers are fragrant, the embroidered tigers can run, and the embroidered ones are vivid to the human eye."

"I want to set up an embroidery workshop to experience, display and sell temple prayer items. It is not only an intangible cultural heritage, but also can bring out the value of temple prayer. Women in the villages near Qingshan Beifeng can also find jobs."

Chu Jinglun has been in business for a long time, and his eyes lit up when he heard this: "You can create a brand, and ask temple masters to bless the embroidery and blessings around it."

When Chen Xiangyin received the recognition, he was elated for a moment, but then dimmed: "No qualifications, no resources."

"With qualifications, I can pull the strings."

Chu Jinglun knows many domestic talents who specialize in cultural tourism. From designers and construction teams to managers of the entire ecological planning, he can introduce them all, with fair prices and excellent services.

The chat became more and more heated, and Chen Xiangyin suddenly remembered that Du Hongqiu said he had endless money...

If you can, borrow Du Hongqiu's money, rent the land of He Chongtian, and use Chu Jinglun's people... to give dividends to Du Hongqiu, promote tourism benefits to He Chongtian, and give commissions to Chu Jinglun.

She integrates resources, plans the overall plan, and coordinates the overall situation.

Predicting that it would be absolutely meaningful and interesting to accomplish this, Chen Xiang's heart beat faster.

"Then I'll go back and make a budget. If possible, I'll trouble you."

Chu Jinglun smiled harmoniously: "Speak of trouble, we are not friends, but I don't know if Mr. He will mind."

Chu Jinglun worked for He Chongtian, and mistakenly thought that she and He Chongtian were a couple, so they should avoid suspicion.

I didn't want to explain at first, but if we want to cooperate for a long time in the future, it's better to make it clear.

"He and I are just friends, so I didn't mind talking about it."

Chu Jinglun held his hand holding the tea cup, looked at Chen Xiangyin, understood quickly, and asked after a moment: "Is Miss Shen single?"

Chen Xiang sewed the cuff finishing stitch, "Yeah."

Chu Jinglun's eyes flashed, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised unconsciously. The scene of the hero saving the beauty just now became vivid again.

Chen Xiang pulled the thread in his hand, and the traces of sewing disappeared, and the cloth surface was as smooth as new.

"It's sewn, look at it!" As soon as Chen Xiang finished speaking, Chu Jinglun took over.

Suddenly, a hint of blood smelled in the air, and the hairs on his arms stood up.

The cool breeze blew in his face, and Chen Xiangyin raised his head and looked out the door.

With the dark night as the background, the crane towered into the sky like a ghost in the night. When he stepped onto the threshold, his face was covered with spray-like blood stains.

Heavy steps, red marks one step at a time.

The fierce and solemn intimidation made people shudder, and the crane's sinister eyes swept across the sky, and the scene of Chen Xiangyin and Chu Jinglun holding a coat at the same time was completely visible.