Chapter 110: The Melon Eater Front Line 3 Versace was startled and quickly changed his words. "Brother, dear brother, as long as you let me do this business, let alone let me call you brother, I would also be willing to call you...uncle." Mei Cheng'an was happy to hear this. "Look at how capable you are." Versace chuckled. "It's not shameful to make money. Boss An, please don't laugh at me." After saying that, he looked at Fan Xian, who was looking at him with a strange expression and had not spoken. "How about we work together? You publish the books and I run the shop. We split the profits 40% to 60%. I take 40% and you take 60%. That way, you can get 4,838 taels and 4 cents of silver every 15 days. What do you think?" Versace suddenly showed off his excellent calculation ability again. Fan Xian and Mei Cheng'an looked at each other and saw the surprise in each other's eyes. Fan Xian turned to look at Versace and asked about the doubts in his heart. "How did you figure this out?"
Versace was stunned and asked what this was for. Isn't this something everyone can do? He looked around and spoke with a bit of confusion. "Do I need to calculate this? It's quite simple." Fan Xian took a deep breath and looked Versace up and down. What you said... makes me look stupid. Mei Cheng'an patted Fan Xian on the shoulder and sighed. "This kid is a math genius." Fan Xian deeply agreed with this. Versace, I'm sorry. "Boss An, stop joking. I am not a genius. Stop it." Mei Chengan smiled. "I'm not kidding you." After saying that, he turned and looked at Fan Xian. "I'm serious, this deal is worth doing. With this guy in charge, you won't lose money on this deal." Upon hearing this, Versace looked at Fan Xian expectantly. Fan Xian looked at Mei Cheng'an and then at Versace, seeming to want to say something but stopping himself. He was a little hesitant. It was not that he was unwilling to form a partnership with Versace, nor was it that he was unwilling to earn the money. Mainly according to Versace's idea, if he wants to make so much money, the frequency of copying and updating the book must be greatly increased. In the past, he always did what he wanted, copying a chapter whenever he remembered. If he was asked to copy on time, what was the difference between that and going to work? He had no confidence that he could do it, and this was the point of his hesitation. Mei Cheng'an didn't really care whether Fan Xian made money or whether Versace found his ideal career. He advised Fan Xian to do this business purely to make him do more and faster so that his wife would be happy. Seeing that Fan Xian was still hesitating, he rolled his eyes and patted his arm. "What are you hesitating about? Ren Sizhe is still looking at me eagerly. What's the matter? Do you think highly of me? Do you want to have the best of me?" As soon as these words came out, Versace's eyes changed, and Fan Xian pointed at Mei Cheng'an unhappily and said, "You are trying to be naughty and provocative."
"Shut up and stop talking nonsense here." After saying that, he looked at Versace and smiled. "Don't listen to his nonsense. If you want to do it, then... do it." Versace immediately smiled when he heard this. "Thank you, brother. I will start preparing when I get back." After saying that, he looked at Mei Chengan with gratitude. Boss An really helped. Mei Chengan smiled and gave a look in return, saying it was no big deal. Fan Xian was not blind and saw the two people flirting with each other. He rolled his eyes speechlessly, feeling that he was being plotted against. Fan Xian thought about it and decided to give Versace a heads-up: he could do the business, but he couldn't guarantee his efficiency in copying books. Before he could open his mouth, there was a commotion and shouting downstairs. The sound was so loud that people upstairs could hear it clearly. It was obvious that someone was driving away those women selling books. "Get out of the way, everyone, you are not allowed to sell it!" "Who asked you to sell books here? Get out!" "..." Mei Cheng'an paused in his tea drinking action when he heard this, and a barely perceptible excitement flashed in his eyes. The big show was about to begin, but he didn't know whether the protagonist would still be Guo Shao. After exchanging a glance with Fan Xian, several people stood up and lined up beside the guardrail, looking down. I saw a group of guards in green clothes with swords on their waists quickly driving away all the people downstairs with beatings and scolding, and then gathering together. Four other guards dressed in the same way carried a sedan chair and slowly walked up to them and gently placed it on the ground. The person sitting in the sedan chair was Guo Baokun, who was resting with his eyes closed. The guard's reply came from outside the sedan. "Sir, they have all been driven away." Guo Baokun opened his eyes, lifted the curtain, and secretly looked towards the second floor of Yishiju. Although he could not see anything due to the obstruction of the sedan door and the eaves, this did not prevent Guo Baokun from revealing a sneer. He stood up and stepped out of the sedan chair. The two guards in front of him quickly pushed down the sedan chair and let him step back. Guo Baokun picked up the Red Mansion held by the leading guard and began to read it. Upstairs, Teng Zijing looked at Guo Baokun and cursed him hatefully. "brute!" Fan Xian on the side looked at him. "what happened?" Teng Zijing's words were filled with hatred. "This person is Guo Baokun."
Upon hearing this, Fan Xian raised his eyebrows and looked towards Guo Baokun downstairs. Mei Cheng'an stood beside Fan Xian, watching Guo Baokun downstairs with interest. Although he had done some preparations in advance, Guo Baokun still came, which made him a little regretful, but it was fleeting, and he was more excited to witness the famous scene with his own eyes. Versace was a little confused. "What is he going to do?" Fan Xian watched Guo Baokun flipping through the pages of Red Mansions and gradually walking to the bottom of their private room. The corners of his mouth curled up and he spoke. "He is the one who caused your family to be destroyed?" Teng Zijing glanced at Mei Chengan, and seeing that he had no reaction, he gritted his teeth and replied. "Yes." "Should we think of a way to beat him up?" "I only have one life now, and I don't want to get into trouble again." downstairs. Guo Baokun felt that he had found a suitable location, so he stopped, glanced at the onlookers, and spoke loudly. "Everyone! I am Guo Baokun. My father is the Minister of Rites. I am not very talented, but I am also a compiler for the palace." The crowd of onlookers moved closer and surrounded him. Guo Baokun saw this, a hint of pride appeared on his face, and he continued. “Guo has been learning literature since he was young, and he values etiquette the most. I see that there are many scholars among you. Since you are scholars, you should recite the sages!” Guo Baokun raised the Red Mansion in his hand and shook it, his tone full of disdain. "This kind of filthy and miscellaneous book is a disgrace to civility." After saying this, he threw the Red Building on the ground and stepped on it. At this moment, the looks of Versace and Fan Ruoruo upstairs changed. Mei Chengan's eyes were full of amusement, and Fan Xian also smiled. Guo Baokun was still performing downstairs. "In my opinion, starting today!" As he spoke, he slowly turned his head to look at the second floor and uttered the conclusion in a sinister tone. "This book is... Mr. Mei?" Guo Baokun's tone of voice changed suddenly, and the pitch of the last two words suddenly rose, which confused the onlookers. My first reaction was what is this person talking about? What does he mean by this book is about Mr. Mei? Does this make sense? When they came to their senses, they all looked up. Fan Xian and others upstairs were no exception. They all looked at Mei Chengan in surprise, and everyone's eyes were focused on him. Mei Cheng'an took a deep breath and cursed inwardly, "Damn it, I was so careless. I should have stood in a secluded corner and watched the show. Now, I've ended up eating the melon on my head. Don't watch it anymore. It makes me numb." Although he was a little anxious, Mei Cheng'an remained calm in front of so many people, and even greeted Guo Baokun downstairs with a smile.
"Hello, Mr. Guo, why don't you finish what you are saying? Everyone is looking forward to it. Don't let me delay your work." Guo Baokun: "..." Fan Xian: "..." The rest of the people on the second floor: "..." Only the onlookers nodded after listening and looked at Guo Baokun again. What he said makes sense. We are all waiting here. Can he please finish his words quickly? Most of the eyes were gone, Mei Chengan breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head to look at the people around him, especially Fan Xian's strange eyes, Mei Chengan coughed twice and advised sincerely. "Ahem, don't look at me, watch the show." Fan Xian rolled his eyes and said, "I'll settle the score with you later." Then they looked downstairs again. Guo Baokun downstairs opened his mouth, extremely puzzled. How did His Royal Highness the Crown Prince get the news? Why did Master Mei appear here and stand with Fan Xian and his group? He has no psychological burden when it comes to Fan Xian, but it becomes difficult when Mei Shao appears here. It was Mei Shao who recommended "Dream of Red Mansions" to him, and Mei Shao knows exactly how much he likes "Dream of Red Mansions". How can he continue to perform his role in front of him? Guo Baokun's expression kept changing, and he finally decided to continue. This was the task assigned to him by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. Clearing his throat, Guo Baokun repeated what he had just said. There was nothing he could do as he was interrupted at the key point and his emotions were not coherent when he continued speaking. "In my opinion, this book should be banned from today onwards." Onlookers: "..." Tsk~ These words sounded quite powerful just now, but why do they sound dry now? They have no killing power at all and are not stimulating at all. The book they are promoting is a banned book, is it necessary for you to ban it again? It's superfluous. Many people were even disappointed, thinking there would be something exciting to watch. But just as they were about to turn around and leave, a loud shout came from upstairs. "Nonsense! Guo Baokun, you are talking nonsense!" Now they couldn't move anymore, so they stood back up and looked inside the field. Guo Baokun was feeling embarrassed. He had been secretly paying attention to the movements of the onlookers. When he saw that they wanted to leave and was anxiously wondering how to keep them, he was suddenly named and insulted, and he didn't care whether to keep them or not. He looked upstairs in anger and soon found the person who cursed him, because everyone upstairs was looking at that person at this time. Guo Baokun shouted angrily. "Which kid is speaking rudely?" Versace was even angrier than him. No one dared to ruin his business, even if the king himself came. Upon hearing this, he immediately fought back loudly. "I'm your grandpa!" This caused the onlookers to burst into laughter. After cursing, Versace turned around and ran downstairs, almost bumping into the person who came in to deliver the food. Mei Cheng'an looked at Qingniao, who had been standing in the corner after ordering the food, and whispered an instruction. "Follow us and see."
Bluebird nodded and followed him downstairs. (End of this chapter)