"I know." Gu Xiaoyou responded perfunctorily and took the business card into his hand carelessly.

Mu Wuchen's eyelids jumped and his face darkened.

Gu Xiaoyou didn't care about him and directly put the business card on the table: "Please write based on these two."

"Okay, Miss Rong, let me take a look." The scholar said politely.

"Let's see." Gu Xiaoyou pushed the business card in front of the scholar and waited for the scholar to make a move.

Different from Gu Xiaoyou's actions, the scholar carefully picked up the business card. When he saw the words on it, he couldn't help but praise: "Good words."

The scholar's movements were a little more careful. He took it in his hand and looked at it, then turned it over and looked at it.

Seeing his careful observation, Gu Xiaoyou felt a little more satisfied.

After observing carefully, the scholar picked out a writing brush from the pen holder, dipped it in ink, and started writing on the paper.

Just as Gu Xiaoyou was about to move closer to take a look, Mu Wuchen grabbed his arm and said, "Take him to finish writing."

"Oh, okay." Gu Xiaoyou thought that Mu Wuchen was afraid that she would disturb the scholar, so he stood there and waited honestly.

In fact, Mu Wuchen was dissatisfied that Gu Xiaoyou was too close to the scholar. After all, men and women were not close to each other.

Seeing Gu Xiaoyou stand up straight obediently, a trace of satisfaction flashed in Mu Wuchen's eyes.

There were not many words on the business card. Although the scholar wrote carefully, he still finished it quickly.

"Miss, please read this." The scholar handed the written rice paper to Gu Xiaoyou.

Miss Gu thanked her, took the rice paper and the business card and compared them, she was quite satisfied. Not only did the scholar write well, he also drew the map carefully, and even carefully referenced the business card.

Handwriting size imitation.

Stuffing the rice paper and business card into his sleeve, Gu Xiaoyou smiled and said, "Very good, I'll treat you to it."

The scholar put down his pen and asked politely: "Thank you, madam. How many copies would you like me to write?"

"It's not a matter of writing a few copies. I want to invite you to work in my store. You have to write every day. Of course, you will be given time to rest. You only need to work four hours a day. I will pay you two taels of silver every month.

"Gu Xiaoyou gave an overview of the working conditions.

When the scholar heard the two taels of silver, he immediately stared. You have to know that he can earn one or two cents by writing a letter for Cai, and he doesn't do business every day. Let alone two taels a month, sometimes he earns as much as three months.

Less than two taels of silver.

The scholar said excitedly: "Miss, is this too much?"

"It's not much. This is the trial salary. If you do well, I will officially hire you and give you an increase of three taels of silver." Gu Xiaoyou said cheerfully: "Are you willing to work in my store?

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"Thank you, miss. I'm willing." The scholar stood up in a hurry and saluted Gu Xiaoyou.

Gu Xiaoyou dodged sideways and said helplessly: "You are too polite. You don't need to give me such a gift. Let's just say this. You will report to Youlian Paper Shop on Anyang Street in Lutan tomorrow."

"Okay, okay, I'll be there on time." The scholar bowed happily, his pale face flushed with excitement.

Seeing his flushed face, Gu Xiaoyou was afraid that he would faint and did not dare to stay any longer: "Okay, that's it, I'll leave first."

After saying that, he waved to him, grabbed Mu Wuchen's sleeve and turned around to leave.

The scholar bowed to Gu Xiaoyou's back, and when they walked away, he still looked at their retreating backs as if in a dream.

Gu Xiaoyou walked very fast, and Mu Wuchen only had to take a few steps to keep up. However, Mr. Wang, who was suffering from his age, followed behind the two people.

After finally returning to the street corner, Gu Xiaoyou hurriedly stepped onto the carriage, followed closely by Mu Wuchen.

Mr. Wang ran for several steps, struggled to sit on the carriage shaft, and said breathlessly: "Let's set off."

The groom immediately pulled up the reins, turned the horse's head and drove away from Chun Tang Street.

In the carriage.

Gu Xiaoyou was still happy about hiring a ghostwriter, when suddenly a big hand with distinct joints appeared in front of him.

Looking in the direction of his hand, he met Mu Wuchen's deep and dark eyes: "Give it to me."

"What can I give you?" Gu Xiaoyou asked confused.

"Business card." Mu Wuchen replied succinctly.

Gu Xiaoyou subconsciously took out the business card from his sleeve and suddenly realized: "This is mine."

This is the result of her whole morning of writing and drawing.

Seeing that Gu Xiaoyou refused to give it to him, Mu Wuchen immediately grabbed it.

Gu Xiaoyou didn't even react before he took it away smoothly.

"Hey, I did this myself." Gu Xiaoyou tried to reason with Mu Wuchen.

"The lotus above was painted by me." Mu Wuchen said calmly and stuffed the business card into his arms.

"Humph." Gu Xiaoyou curled her lips, not bothering to argue. She turned sideways and took out her mobile phone from her purse to play with it.

Mu Wuchen sat in silence for a while, feeling a little unhappy when he saw that Gu Xiaoyou was only playing with his phone and ignored him.

He coughed slightly, but Gu Xiaoyou didn't react at all. He still lazily leaned against the carriage and played with his phone.

Mu Wuchen coughed a few more times, but Gu Xiaoyou didn't respond. However, it attracted Master Wang's concern. Master Wang asked through the car curtain: "Master, are you okay? Do you want me to prepare some tea for you?"

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"No need." Mu Wuchen said coldly, looking at Gu Xiaoyou with increasingly dissatisfied eyes.

"But you..." Before Mr. Wang could finish his words, Mu Wuchen interrupted coldly: "Silence."

Lord Wang fell silent instantly, and the carriage became quiet again.

Mu Wuchen sat with a straight face for a moment, then leaned next to Gu Xiaoyou and asked, "Has your spiritual consciousness returned?"

Gu Xiaoyou replied without raising his eyelids: "I'm in a bad mood and I haven't come back yet."

"Why are you in a bad mood?" Mu Wuchen frowned. This consciousness is really unstable. He either gets tired easily or is in a bad mood.

"I don't know." Gu Xiaoyou said perfunctorily and continued to play Xiaoxiao Le on his mobile phone.

Mu Wuchen sighed with regret and silently watched Gu Xiaoyou playing games.

Gu Xiaoyou played a game and saw that Mu Wuchen remained silent, his eyes still a bit lonely.

The anger in her heart also dissipated, and she handed the phone to him: "I'll let you play with it."

"Thank you." Mu Wuchen thanked him, his eyes brightened a little, and he picked up his phone and started playing with it.

Gu Xiaoyou shook her head and let Mu Wuchen fiddle with her phone. She looked at the street through the car curtain and silently learned the way.

After about seven or eight levels of elimination, the carriage arrived at Youlian Paper Shop.

Mu Wuchen returned the phone to Gu Xiaoyou with unfinished thoughts, and warned: "Be sure to send someone to notify me when your spiritual consciousness comes back."

"I know." Gu Xiaoyou stepped off the carriage and waved to Mu Wuchen: "Goodbye."

"Goodbye." Mu Wuchen nodded slightly, lowered the car curtain and said, "Go home."
Chapter completed!