I was Idle and Cool

Sheng Xuan finally agreed.

As Lu Jinxi said, at this moment, he has no capital to refuse, and no possibility of choosing someone else.

Although 30% is not much compared to the past, it may even seem harsh, but at this time, it can be regarded as a rain of rain.

Moreover, according to their current negotiation, even if he did go back and think about the previous day, it would be the same result, or even worse.

Lu Jinxi's attitude was too clear.

She put forward these three or seven points, and looking at this tone, she never thought about giving in and changing her tone.

For him to stand in Lu Jinxi's position, I'm afraid it's impossible to change his words, and it's already very kind to not even set the ratio of the dividend to 28 and 19.

The two made a verbal agreement on this.

Because Lu Jinxi came out this time, the time was relatively short, so Sheng Xuan had no intention of delaying, knowing that she came to Baoding in person to see the current situation of Sheng Longchang, so she invited her to visit Sheng Longchang in the afternoon and draw a contract by the way, Discuss some more details.

Lu Jinxi also agreed.

So Sheng Xuan sighed, not knowing whether it was helplessness or other more complicated emotions, he said goodbye to her first, so that he could go back and make some preparations.

Lu Jinxi only took him to the door.

Sheng Xuan asked her to stay, and he went with Qian Mingda, the shopkeeper who was stunned and still had not recovered.

After just three or two sentences, the discussion is over?

And there's almost no bargain!

Not to mention that he has been rolling around in this mall for many years and has met Qian Mingda from all walks of life, even Qingque, who has been serving in the house and rarely touches such things, is dumbfounded.

"This, this is it?"

She looked at Lu Jinxi blankly, and there was a dreamy feeling in her voice.

Lu Jinxi walked back to his seat, picked up the Dahongpao that hadn't had a couple of sips, and drank it like a peony, then put down the teacup and smiled, and answered her, "Where does it count as a success? It's still early. It's just a verbal image, and there are still many details to negotiate. And there are still variables before signing the contract; after signing the contract, you may not be able to make money. It's so fast now, but It's because this Boss Sheng has no choice, and I won't give him more choices."

Just 30%, love or not.

She had this attitude from start to finish.

Fortunately, Sheng Xuan could see it very clearly, and agreed without too much entanglement. In private, she did not use her border trade plan to contact others in order to seek cooperation from other parties.

He immediately agreed.

If he really does something below, then she will need to reconsider whether to cooperate with Sheng Xuan again.

"Let's go."

After talking about everything, Lu Jinxi naturally didn't stay here any longer. He sent Qingque to settle the account, sat down for a while, and then walked downstairs directly.

He Xing and others, who were guarding across the street, had already seen Sheng Xuan come out and guessed that she should come out later, so they all waited there.

When she showed up, they all stood up.

Lu Jinxi naturally saw them at a glance, and was about to signal something, when the corner of his eyes flickered, he saw a figure walking across the street diagonally in front of him on the right.

A blue gown, tall and thin.

He didn't show his face, just a side view, and even turned around, leaving a back view.

But at this moment, she was directly reminded of what Yin Ping said earlier, the mysterious scribe who had contacts with Shenghong, the owner of Nansheng Longchang...

Almost subconsciously, Lu Jinxi wanted to turn around and take a look in that direction.

Unexpectedly, before she took two steps with her feet, a panicked exclamation came from behind: "Let me go, let me go!"

It's a wooden cart.

A guy in short brown clothes, pushing a scooter, with sacks taller than a person piled on top, ran very fast under his feet.

Everyone on the street turned to both sides to avoid it.

When Lu Jinxi turned around, the cart was already very close to her. Because the sacks were so high, she couldn't even see the head of the guy who was pushing the cart behind the cart!

"lady!"

There were exclamations from both ends of the street.

The near one was Qingque, who was smashed by the pedestrians who avoided it, and the far one was He Xing and others who were walking towards her across the street.

Lu Jinxi heard it clearly, but it was too late to avoid it now.

Her whole mind was on the scribe who passed by, and suddenly a scooter came, and there were voices from both ends. The information was too mixed, and it was hard to recover.

Not to mention, her physical condition is not good, even if she can react, she may not be able to avoid it.

Therefore, she could only see that the scooter came to her side, and she was about to hit it. She could already imagine the scenes of these high piles of sacks being smashed down in her mind.

It was this moment of lightning flashes—

A hand stretched out from the slanting thorn, and quickly and forcefully pulled her towards the side of the street!

"His!"

The skirt of Yuebai's elastic ink skirt was scratched by the wooden thorns on the edge of the scooter, and a small gap was suddenly broken.

Lu Jinxi almost watched the scooter with the high pile of goods wiped right under his nose!

The guy pushing the cart walked fast, but he didn't seem to realize that he almost hit someone.

It disappeared around the corner in no time.

People stood on the street, a layer of cold sweat broke out on their bodies.

When the wind blew, it was a little cold.

Only at this moment did Lu Jinxi come back to her senses, looking towards her left arm, she first saw a palm that was still clutching her arm tightly.

In all fairness, this palm is not good-looking.

Although the five fingers are slender, the joints are thicker than those of ordinary people; there are still some mixed scars on the back of the hand and the five fingers, deep and shallow, most of them are relatively old, so it is not clear what is left behind.

Very rough, but also very powerful.

Looking down this palm, there is a figure that is more than half of her head.

In such warm weather, this man actually wore a felt hat and a thick cotton robe, which made his figure look bloated and burly.

The beard that covered his face almost covered the lower half of his face.

Lu Jinxi couldn't even see his specific facial features clearly. When he looked over, he could only see the high nose bridge and the firm eyebrows.

The sword eyebrows are thick black, and the eyes are deep.

But just like the palm of his hand, it actually gives people a thick and sharp feeling that is often carved by wind knives and frost swords!

Not a pair of simple eyes.

Not a simple person.

Almost as soon as she made contact with each other's eyes, she felt a strange and dangerous feeling in her heart.

The other party's hand was still on her arm and seemed to have forgotten to take it back.

Lu Jinxi wasn't sure whether she had met the benefactor who saved her, or the daring disciple, but she took a small step back to be cautious.

Then he was polite and smiled as usual: "You Lao, this strong man, came to the rescue."

This is absolutely normal to no longer normal thank you.

Any other person who was rescued or helped by a stranger on the street would have the same tone.

Lu Jinxi also dared to guarantee that he would definitely speak more succinctly and politely.

Unexpectedly, after she said these words, this man with a full beard and an unusually tall appearance suddenly turned a little strange when he saw her, as if he was thinking about something.

There is even a sense of sharpness that can penetrate human skin!

Lu Jinxi was secretly tense and became vigilant.

But the other party did not do more.

The rays of light in his eyes disappeared, and he put down the palm of his hand that was still on her arm very naturally, as if he smiled.

His voice was deep and mellow, like aged spirits.

"It's just a hands-on effort."

As soon as he released his palm, Lu Jinxi relaxed a little.

She was about to say some words of thanks, but the other party didn't mean to say anything else, as if she had just rescued a stranger.

He put the hand behind him directly, and walked across the street in that inconspicuous and bloated cotton robe.

The tall figure stood out in the crowd, but soon disappeared.

"Ma'am, are you alright?"

A worried voice sounded in front of her.

When Lu Jinxi looked up, she saw He Xing and the others who had already come over. She only shook her head slowly, then lowered her eyes to see the skirt at her feet that had been scratched by the wooden cart, and was silent for a long time.

At this time, he raised his head again and looked diagonally forward to the right.

Where is the shadow of the scribe in blue shirt that she saw at first?