Before the opening the next day, Zhao Hao summoned all the staff of the restaurant and was having a monthly lecture.

It’s just that I performed well last month and continued to work hard next month. Don’t blame Manager Fang for being rude…

"The ice cubes in the lobby and private rooms should be changed frequently, and don't wait for the customers to urge them. These three urges and two urges will inevitably make people say that our store is bullying customers..."

While talking big and getting more agitated with the boss, he suddenly saw Ma Xianglan holding the qinqin and entering the restaurant with a smile on his face.

"Uh..." Zhao Hao was exhausted at that time and looked at Ma Xianglan for a long time and couldn't speak.

Didn’t I say something clearly yesterday? It seems that I said ‘to be a souvenir’ and so on, and I would like to express my words to end my help?

Ma Xianglan smiled at him with a smile, then walked to the corner with her zither in her arms, skillfully arranged the zither, sat down slowly, and played a song "Meeting a Meaning of a Meaning in a Mountain Flowing Water".

The melody of the piano is elegant and the charm is timeless, and it fully displays the majestic mountains and the flowing water.

It also contains an inexplicable joy like Boya meeting Ziqi...

When Zhao Hao listened to Ma Xianglan's piano sound, four lines of poetry suddenly popped up in his mind.

‘The phoenix tail is broken, and Ziqi is not playing it to anyone? The spring breeze is full of friends, and it is difficult to find a soulmate.’

He couldn't help but shivered, thinking that he was bad, underestimating the lethality of Nalan's poems...

I'm afraid that Ma Xianglan has relied on this now?

Thinking of this, Zhao Hao was not in the mood to put on the boss's airs? He finished his hair and ran home in shame.

Looking at his embarrassment in running away in panic, Ma Xianglan not only did not feel as depressed as usual, but the sound of the piano played became even happier.

Unexpectedly, the family was not at ease.

I saw a man in his twenties wearing a Tang scarf and a blue shirt poking his head outside his yard.

In the yard, Qiaoqiao held a kitchen knife in her hand and looked at the strange man with a vigilant look on her face and said, "Who are you looking for?"

"This girl is polite, student Wang Wuyang, come to pay homage to his mentor." The scholar tidied up his clothes and bowed to Qiaoqiao.

"My master is going to be in prison, you might as well come back tonight." Qiaoqiao breathed a sigh of relief, but she was determined not to let him in.

"The one who was in prison is the master, and the student was looking for the master." The scholar shook his head and explained seriously.

But the more he explained, Qiaoqiao became more confused. Until she saw Zhao Hao turning into the alley, she cried and said, "You're back. This person has been wandering around outside for a long time and can't understand what he said."

"Oh?" Zhao Hao stood Gao Wu behind him, so he was naturally not afraid. He asked the scholar with a smile, "What's the point of doing this scholar?"

The scholar dressed as a scholar turned around and looked at Zhao Hao and said, "May I ask what the name of Gao is?"

Zhao Hao also looked at the scholar. Seeing that he was only in his early twenties, his beautiful eyebrows and a scholarly face made people feel difficult to feel hostile.

He answered politely: "I am here to go to Zhao Hao, haven't asked Ren yet..."

"Ah, Master!" He saw the normal-looking scholar with ecstasy appearance on his face, then he thumped, knelt in front of him on both knees, and shouted: "Advisor Wang Wuyang, pay homage to Master!"

Gao Wu quickly stood in front of Zhao Hao, fearing that the madman would hurt his son.

Zhao Hao pulled Gao Wu away and asked Wang Wuyang with confusion, "May I know you?"

"Of course, my master doesn't know my disciple, but my disciple has known him for a long time." Then Wang Wuyang said with a firm look on his face: "Since I read the master's six masterpieces, I have made up my mind to worship you as my master, and be willing to be a lackey under my disciple!"

When Zhao Hao heard him say 'You are old', he rolled his eyes and turned around and wanted to go back to the restaurant, but he thought that there was Ma Xianglan there.

This is really a man on the bridge of sorrow, with a wolf in front and tiger in the back.

Suddenly he remembered something, turned to look at Wang Wuyang and said, "Where did you see those six poems?"

He clearly remembered that Xue Lang said that six poems have not been published yet, and others know at most two poems.

"That's right." Wang Wuyang knelt on the ground and explained clearly: "The student is Wang Yanzhou's nephew, and his former uncle came to Beijing and ordered me to read the letters on his behalf. Last month, he received a letter written by Master Xuelang to his uncle, which contained six poems written by his master."

Speaking of this, he became incoherent again: "After reading it, the student couldn't sleep for several days and nights. He suddenly felt that everything he learned in the past was useless and was all dirt. After learning from the pain, he made up his mind to become a master, imitate Zilu, start from scratch with his master, and serve his master day and night. This life is not wasted..."

"Oh..." Zhao Hao suddenly realized that this guy was Wang Shizhen's nephew. He knew that Xuelang asked for help from the leader of the literary world, but unexpectedly, the support came without asking for help, and Wang Shizhen's eldest nephew...

No need to ask, his address was leaked by Xue Lang. No wonder he didn't dare to show up recently. It turned out that he was afraid that he would settle the score with him.

"Since he is the nephew of the leader of the king, please get up quickly." Zhao Hao changed into a gentle face.

The person holding the pen can't afford to offend him, let alone Wang Shizhen is also the leader of the literary world. If you don't see Yan Song and his son Zhang Juzheng and others, what kind of thing have they been criticized by him?

"So, has the master accepted his disciple?" Wang Wuyang looked at Zhao Hao excitedly.

"There is no door." Zhao Hao said decisively: "Don't even think about it!"

"If my master doesn't accept it, I will not be able to kneel down forever, and I will not be able to die!" Wang Wuyang was not discouraged and issued a declaration of kneeling.

"Then you just kneel down." Zhao Hao rolled his eyes and said coldly: "I want to be fooled with me? Go dreaming!"

After saying that, he shook his hand into the yard.

Gao Wu tilted his head and looked at Wang Wuyang for a while, and determined that this guy was powerless, so he left it to him.

That boy named Wang really couldn't get up after kneeling outside...

Zhao Hao originally wanted to be in the house, but his eyes were out of sight, but at this time, the plum blossoms had already entered Nanjing, and the air was tide and hot, so he felt uncomfortable staying in the house.

He had no choice but to come out of the yard and let General Gao change his recliner chair, and enjoy the cool under the shade of the tree with his back facing the door.

At noon, the weather became even hotter. Seeing Zhao Hao keep calling hot, Gao Wu made a banana fan and fanned him from the side.

Zhao Hao felt less annoyed.

At this time, Qiaoqiao brought out lunch and Zhao Hao started using it under the shade of the tree.

I was afraid that he had no appetite when he was too hot, Qiaoqiao made cold noodles. It was soaked in soy sauce, soaked in peppercorns, garlic sauce and sugar garlic, and a few cold dishes sent from the front, which made Zhao Hao and Gao Wu praise him.

"Give another bowl and add more garlic juice..." Zhao Hao handed the bowl to Qiaoqiao while wiping the soup at the corner of his mouth.

Qiao Qiao then picked up a bowl of noodles that had been passed by Liangshui, put them into Zhao Hao's bowl, and then poured them with sauce and garlic. While handing the noodles to him, she whispered: "The man is still kneeling outside. I think he is going to have heatstroke..."

"I know." Zhao Hao actually glanced at Wang Wuyang with his own light from time to time, otherwise he would not have been so irritable.

"Isn't it just a teacher? Just accept him, but you are indispensable." Qiaoqiao was soft-hearted after all, and Wang Wuyang had already knelt down.

"Nonsense." Zhao Hao glanced at her and whispered: "How old am I? I'm going to be a master now? I'll be called old..."

"Cough cough..." Gao Wu started coughing aside, but he didn't expect that the young master would not accept disciples, which was such a strange reason.

This is certainly not a real reason.

The real reason is, why should I accept you as my disciple?

One day, one lifelong father! Is this father so easy to be a master? Especially for this master, who is a very responsible and rich master, is it obvious that he will suffer a big loss after accepting his apprentice?

Has Mr. Zhao ever done a loss-making business?

Obviously not.

So, he obviously would not accept this apprentice.

Otherwise, if you are soft-hearted today and one tomorrow, will your Zhao Gongzi’s family become a good hall?

Therefore, this hole must be pierced tightly and there is no negotiation at all!
Chapter completed!