Qin Piao is a beautiful woman who’s gone through hardships, and Luo Yang doesn’t want her to fall further.
Thus, he sincerely wants her to lead a happy and fulfilling life.
But Qin Piao’s request is a bit troubleso, and it’s making his head spin.
Before he finds a perfect solution, Luo Yang has no choice but to keep her steady.
Luo Yang quickly said, "Sister Piao, first listen to what I have to say. The situation is quite complicated now. Once you’ve heard out, you’ll understand."
As expected, since it was "just one sentence," Qin Piao paused and waited for Luo Yang to speak.
This trick of "one becos two, two becos four, four becos eight" is Luo Yang’s own unique move.
In simple terms, a sentence becos two sentences, two sentences beco four, and four beco eight, infinitely varied and endlessly useful.
He uses this technique when he wants to stall for ti.
And it’s proven effective ti and again.
Now, with Qin Piao pestering him, Luo Yang had to use this stalling tactic.
He first lit a cigarette and took a few leisurely puffs.
Without speaking, he took two more puffs.
Qin Piao, growing impatient, whined, "Niu Zai, didn’t you say it was just one sentence? Why haven’t you said it yet?"
To handle Qin Piao isn’t difficult.
Luo Yang nodded slightly and said, "Sister Piao, this cigarette seems to be fake. Try it and see."
She never smokes, yet here she is, determining if a cigarette is real or fake.
"Niu Zai, if it’s fake just exchange it," she said, lightly pouting her red lips.
"Sister Piao, if it’s real, I wouldn’t feel right about taking it. Take a puff and see if it has any flavor."
As he spoke, he passed the cigarette over.
Qin Piao waved her hand and said, "Niu Zai, I don’t smoke."
He nevertheless held out the cigarette to her mouth, and she took a gentle puff.
Seeing her slight frown, Luo Yang chuckled and asked, "Sister Piao, how is it?"
Qin Piao knew nothing about distinguishing cigarette quality, she said awkwardly, "Niu Zai, I can’t tell. Let’s talk business. Stop smoking for now."
As she spoke, she reached out to take his cigarette.
"Sister Piao, how long does it take to finish a cigarette? Wait until I finish it. I still have sothing to discuss with you," Luo Yang said seriously.
"Niu Zai, you said you’d only say one sentence. Now you’ve said several," Qin Piao suddenly rembered.
Luo Yang wanted to laugh but held it back.
"Sister Piao, I know. Once I’m done with this cigarette. By the way, has anyone recently expressed interest in becoming a beauty stream dealer?" he asked.
Qin Piao is his secretary.
"I haven’t heard anything."
"That’s good. If anyone asks, just say we don’t need more beauty stream dealers at the mont."
Switching gears, he added:
"Sister Piao, I’ve long planned to open up a dealer spot for you."
This gave Qin Piao a glimpse of hope.
"Niu Zai, when will you make a dealer?" she smiled.
Actually, he hadn’t yet decided.
At that mont, to distract Qin Piao, he could only say sothing random: "Sister Piao, soon. By the way, when you beco a dealer, who are you planning for the inventory?"
This was sothing Qin Piao hadn’t considered.
Previously, when asked, Luo Yang said she couldn’t yet beco a dealer.
"Niu Zai, I’ll let you know when I’ve decided. By the way, hurry up and finish your cigarette." she urged.
Luo Yang secretly thought this wasn’t good.
Earlier, he was just holding the cigarette to stall for ti.
"Sister Piao, don’t rush. By the way, when is your mom coming to visit? You need to plan for this, and I have to figure out how to get Sister An and Sister Guihua to the county first." Luo Yang asked.
Qin Piao’s mom wanted to see how her daughter was doing.
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