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The next morning, before Song Xiangsi had even woken up, Song Xiaoxiao had rushed into her room. He called out to her anxiously while shaking her awake.

"Big Sis, hurry and get up. There's a guest at home, he said he's looking for you."

Song Xiangsi rubbed her head impatiently and waved for Song Xiaoxiao to go out, "Xiaoxiao, go play by yourself. Don't disturb my sleep."

She had a bad temper and liked to stay in bed.

Song Xiaoxiao was helpless. Thinking of the instructions Meng Fanxuan had given her, she could only brace herself and shake Song Xiangsi. "Big Sis, the owner of the furniture store is here. He said he has something to talk to you about."

Hearing the words furniture shop, Song Xiangsi shuddered and abruptly sat up on her bed. She turned her head to look at Song Xiaoxiao and asked somewhat excitedly, "Who did you say had arrived?"

"The manager of the furniture store." Song Xiaoxiao looked puzzled. She did not understand why Song Xiangsi was so agitated, but she still answered honestly.

Someone had come to give them money!

Song Xiangsi's eyes lit up as all her sleepiness disappeared. She abruptly got off the bed and washed up as fast as she could. Her black hair was tied up in a simple ponytail, making her look clean and tidy.

In the main hall, Meng Xuanxuan was drinking tea with a middle-aged man. The man was wearing a silk robe, and his appearance was rich. His eyes occasionally shone with a bright light as his gaze swept over the decorations of the house from time to time.

By the time Song Xiangsi reached the main hall, she had already regained her usual calm demeanor, smiling as she walked in.

"This is the owner of the furniture, Old Master Qiu, right? "What a hurry, I wonder why you're looking for me?"

She walked in and slowly sat down. She smiled at Qiu Lingpi, her demeanor calm and neither servile nor overbearing. Qiu Lingpi couldn't help but look at her in a higher light.

"I've long heard of the lady's great name. Seeing your set of furniture, I wanted to see what kind of person could have such ingenious thoughts about such exquisite furniture."

Song Xiangsi smiled. "Since the shopkeeper has seen it, what do you think?"

She was beautiful to begin with. With such a curved smile on her face, Qiu Lingdi was slightly dazed. In the blink of an eye, he also laughed out loud. "Lady, you're calm and collected. You don't look like you're in the pond. That younger brother of mine is right."

Song Xiangsi raised an eyebrow and asked doubtfully, "Your brother is...?"

The head storekeeper didn't hide anything and directly explained, "He's the head storekeeper I met the other day."

Song Xiangsi was surprised. She did not expect Uncle Liu to be the younger brother of the furniture store's shopkeeper. No wonder he was so generous that day. She had initially been curious about how the shop manager had such great authority.

Thinking of that generous and straightforward uncle, a smile appeared on Song Xiangsi's face, "Uncle Liu is indeed a capable person."

If not for his exceptional craftsmanship, even with Song Xiangsi's blueprints, normal craftsmen would not have been able to create such a modern home.

Qiu Lingpi smiled and spoke again, no longer beating around the bush and went straight to the point. "Yesterday, my apprentice came back and said that Miss still has a lot of furniture designs, is that true?"

His eyes were fixated on Song Xiangsi's body. Occasionally, there would be a flash of light. She had clearly come for money, yet he did not mention a word about it.

Song Xiangsi smiled and was not in a hurry. She leisurely took a sip of tea and held people's suspense, "There are indeed many novel furniture designs here. Not only that, many furniture can be designed and renovated according to the layout of the room."

Qiu Lingpi's eyes lit up and he almost stood up in excitement. However, he suppressed his excitement and asked tentatively, "Can you tell me where the drawings are, if you can sell them to me, and how much you want?"

Song Xiangsi smiled and waved a finger in front of her eyes, making a gesture of 'no', "Those blueprints are not on me. Oh, there are no ready-made blueprints either."

Qiu Lingdi frowned and looked at Song Xiangsi with a hint of displeasure in his eyes. He felt that this little girl was playing a joke on him. His voice also turned solemn as he asked, "What do you mean by this?"

"Shopkeeper, no need to be so anxious. Just listen to my boss finish." Meng Ling Xuan drank a mouthful of tea in silence, then calmly spoke. His voice was not loud, but it carried a bit of majesty.

Qiu Lingzhi was no ordinary business owner. From the first glance he took of Meng Ling Xuan, he knew that he was no ordinary person. Moreover, he was somewhat mysterious and unfathomable. Even he was unable to determine the true identity of this place.

Hearing him speak, the anger in his chest secretly subsided. However, he heard Song Xiangsi say at this moment, "Shopkeeper Qiu, I just said that the blueprints were not ready because all the designs are here."

As she spoke, she extended a hand and pointed at her head, glancing at Qiu Lingpi with a smile that was not a smile.

Qiu Lingpi choked and narrowed his eyes, sizing up Song Xiangsi for a while. Throughout the entire process, Song Xiangsi's expression had been indifferent and not the least bit nervous.

This made him even more suspicious. Could it be that he really met a rich man in this poor village?

He couldn't care so much anymore. Thinking of those new sets of furniture, he looked around the living room that Song Xiangsi had designed. It looked clean and bright, transparent and comfortable.

Therefore, he secretly gritted his teeth and stood up from his chair. He clasped his hands at Song Xiangsi and invited her in a rather formal manner, "Lady, I'd like to hire you to be my design master for this furniture shop. What do you think …"

Song Xiangsi was secretly delighted. She had finally achieved what she wanted, but she maintained a cool expression on her face. With one hand holding her head, she lazily looked at Qiu Lingpi and said slowly, "My design is very expensive …"

Qiu Lingdi frowned. "Name your price."

In his heart, as long as it wasn't too excessive, his family would still be able to afford it.

Song Xiangsi smiled, extended her hand and made a gesture.

Seeing this, Qiu Lingju couldn't help but laugh. "Five taels of silver a month? "Sure, sure …"

Unexpectedly, Song Xiangsi waved her hand, smiled, and said happily, "No, shopkeeper, I said fifty taels. Not only that, you have to give me ten taels of silver for every set you sell in the future."

"What!" Qiu Lingdi was so startled that he immediately stood up from his chair, his face turning gloomy in an instant. "Miss's appetite is too big!"