NCCnovel Chapter 50 Red Silk Responds
Chapter 50 Red Silk Responds
"Boss Zhao, business is picking up!"
The afternoon sun shone obliquely. Because he had eaten too much the night before, Ma Ye went straight to lunch after waking up.
He and Zhu Jin were too lazy to cook, so they simply mixed duck intestines with rice.
I put rice directly in a duck meat box and sat at the door just in time to see Zhao Fangqu come out to take out the trash.
"Thank goodness, barring any unforeseen circumstances, I should be able to pay the rent I owe this weekend."
Zhao Fangqu's hands were covered with milk tea bags on all ten fingers. Today was the weekend, and since he posted a short video this morning, many customers had come.
Zhu Jin, who was sitting to the side, happened to come across that video.
The content is simple: a red-haired girl wearing a thin red veil, which makes her skin appear exceptionally white.
She held up an umbrella and twirled inside the store, the red gauze fluttering in the air, perfectly overlapping with the image of the girl in the poster on the wall, depending on the camera's perspective.
The comments and bullet screens were discussing whether it was AI-generated, but it was hard to find fault with the five fingers and the lack of serious frame skipping.
Young people flocked over to see the sights.
"Boss Zhao, this young lady is so pretty, could she be your new girlfriend?"
"No, no, it's just a newly hired employee!"
But Zhu Jin noticed the joy in his eyes, guessing that even if she wasn't his girlfriend, they were probably close to confirming their relationship.
After throwing away their trash, many more visitors who had come from afar walked over to the fence next to the construction site.
Zhao Fangqu had no choice but to quickly go up and lead the new customer to the murder mystery game shop.
"Brother, our lives are getting better and better! Even Boss Zhao's murder mystery game shop has been brought back to life."
Remember to share half of the four thousand+ yuan monthly room fee with me; no hogging it!
After eating the last few grains of rice in the box, Zhu Jin jumped up, humming a song.
Ma Ye, who was sitting next to him, looked serious. He only stood up when he saw Zhao Fangqu walk back into the room.
"We probably won't get this money."
"Why? Don't you dare curse people!"
Zhu Jin snatched the box from Ma Ye's hand and threw it into the trash can, then returned to her room to fold paper money.
Several paper bags on the ground were already full, and Liu Gan and Qin Qingyou took out even more paper money from the box.
To meet Ma Ye's sales demands, the two paper doll employees hadn't slept all night.
Fortunately, they were able to regain their energy after smelling the incense; otherwise, they would have had to go to the City God Temple to accuse Ma Ye of violating the rights of "ghosts."
Ma Ye took down the copy of "The Divine Physiognomist in Ma Yi" from the shelf, quickly flipped through it, and finally found the page he remembered.
"Xiao Jin, you saw Boss Zhao's eyes just now, did you notice anything different?"
"You're always lecherous, aren't you!"
The book in my hand happened to turn to a pair of eyes, and the spiky eyes were exactly the same as Zhao Fangqu's just now.
The description next to it also reads "Emotional ups and downs, easily overcome."
"Brother, isn't it normal for young people to have some bad romantic encounters?"
Boss Zhao has been single for so many years, and he's been holding in a lot of anger; he just needs to vent it.
"It's different. His forehead is grayish, so that girl is probably bad luck for him."
"How can so many customers still come when things are already like this?"
"That might mean they're holding back something big."
Four or five groups of customers had already arrived at the murder mystery game shop. After they arrived, they didn't play any other games; they just waited for Li Qianqian.
By 3 p.m., five groups of guests had been seen off, each paying 150 yuan. Zhao Fangqu's phone balance had also increased to over 5,000 yuan.
The guests who had just finished playing still had the sadness from the story on their faces, and Li Qianqian drew them into the tragic story.
Later customers also asked the two people about the content, but most customers were concerned about whether the girl in the short video was actually in it.
"Let me tell you, this is absolutely amazing!"
This is the first time I've ever played a murder mystery game with such a strong sense of immersion. I felt sad as soon as I entered the game, and I couldn't feel any joy at all!
"Who asked you that! Where's the pretty lady? Is she inside?"
The male guest's shoulders were almost shaken off, but there was no desire for beauty in his eyes, only the sadness left by the story.
"Yes, yes, yes, go in and see for yourself!"
The sadness in his heart hadn't faded yet. He stepped out of the store and was about to write a positive review in the group-buying section when his hand slipped, and the screen made intimate contact with the pebbles on the ground, instantly turning into a spider web.
"Damn it, what bad luck!"
It wasn't until after 10 p.m. that the number of customers gradually decreased.
It's not that young people can't stay up late, but that there are too many people performing rituals nearby, and even the most materialistic person would be choked by the smoke.
Sitting at the bar, Zhao Fangqu stared at the balance on his phone, his eyes practically popping out of their sockets.
Despite being busy all day, Li Qianqian didn't feel too tired. She felt happy to have had a fulfilling day.
"Qianqian, we're not friends yet, I need to transfer today's wages to you!"
When asked about this, Li Qianqian, who was initially happy, suddenly didn't know how to answer and could only awkwardly walk to the bar.
"Brother Zhao, I lost my phone and haven't bought a new one yet."
"How about you give me cash? I'm trying to find some time to buy a new one in the next couple of days."
"Oh dear, I didn't think of that."
After saying that, he took out the old mobile phone that he had previously used to sell group-buying coupons from under the counter.
"Why don't you use mine first? The phone isn't expensive, and it won't fetch a good price even if you sell it secondhand."
"It's alright, just give me the cash, you can keep the phone."
Seeing that his good intentions were not appreciated, Zhao Fangqu also took out his wallet.
But there were only a few coins inside, which wasn't enough, so I had to take out my bank card and carry it with me.
Since there were no more customers and the room had been cleaned thoroughly, he led Li Qianqian out of the murder mystery game shop.
"I don't have much cash on me. If you don't mind, let's go to the nearest ATM to withdraw some money."
"Okay, that's fine."
They pulled down the roller shutter and walked towards the street, one after the other.
Along the way, there were still many people burning paper offerings. A piece of paper with a flame on it floated down to Li Qianqian's feet.
Seemingly realizing that his employee was in danger, Zhao Fangqu grabbed Li Qianqian's hand and pulled him backward.
Without moving her heels, Li Qianqian spun around in place with the wind and was pulled into Zhao Fangqu's arms.
The hibiscus, not far away, was so touched by this scene that she slapped her thigh.
"Brother! Look! It's an idol drama!"
Ma Ye, who was fanning himself at the door, also turned his gaze over. On the dimly lit dirt road, he could only see the red hair on Zhao Fangqu's shoulders.
Judging from what Zhu Jin said, it seems the two of them hugged.
Ma Ye wasn't unfamiliar with TV dramas; he could easily guess the plot with a little imagination.
But his attention wasn't on the two people's faces; it was on the red-haired woman's waist.
A fan bearing the logo of Nangang Urology Hospital was tucked into his belt, swaying gently in the breeze.
This scene looked familiar; Ma Ye felt like he'd heard it from someone before.
But before he could think it through, the two men disappeared into the night.
"Hey boss, do you have any better incense?"
"Yes, we have bundles of five yuan each, and bundles of twenty-one sticks each. Which one would you like?"
Just as he looked up, a man wearing sunglasses and a leather jacket stood in front of Ma Ye.
The smile on his face seemed to come from not recognizing the other person, so he casually took off his sunglasses.
The face that was revealed was Qiao Kun's.
"Mr. Qiao, aren't you hot?"
"Why would someone like me be so hot-tempered? Xiao Jin, you stay here for a while, your brother and I will go inside and chat!"