Wanjin Lady

The woman waved her hands quickly, "Sister, you misunderstood! I live in West City, only a mile away from your Red Mansion. I first saw the job posting and had wanted to come and ask about the job openings. I never expected to hear rumors in the city that the Red Mansion was unclean—"

Chen Ma laughed in anger, "Since my place is not clean, why are you here? Oh, my temple is small, there is no room for you..." Chen Ma tried hard to hold back the word "turtle", "You big Buddha!"

"Oh, my dear sister, you really misunderstood me!" The woman blushed anxiously. "I just wanted to say that I heard rumors outside, so I came every day to see what you were doing. I saw that the people coming in and out of you were all craftsmen, no one who was dishonest. Although the shopkeeper is young, he speaks softly and gently, not at all like what people say outside. Look, I told the neighbors this morning and promised you that the Red Mansion is definitely not what the rumors say!"

Chen Ma's expression lightened slightly. "Hey! Why didn't you say so earlier?"

This... I told you earlier... but you didn't give me a chance!

Hongmei quickly greeted her warmly, "Big sister, you want to come and work too? Tell me about the situation. The second round of interviews will be the day after tomorrow morning. Just come back then!"

The woman also spoke openly about her situation. "My name is Chen Erjie, and I live in Xicheng. My husband broke his leg while doing corvée labor, and we have many children at home, so I had no choice but to come out and work!"

Seeing Hongmei's beautiful calligraphy, Chen Erjie couldn't help but feel more satisfied. Look, everyone in this Red Mansion is well-educated and well-mannered. Even the maidservant beside the shopkeeper can write. A boss who is willing to train the people around him must be good!

More and more people came to sign up. Hongmei was busy for half a day and finally reported today's results to Wenwan in the backyard.

Wen Wan is very busy.

But Hongmei didn't know what she was busy with.

From Hongmei's perspective, the girl just sits in one place every day, scratching her ears, sighing, sometimes roaring, sometimes laughing wildly, and... her whole mental state is worrying.

Hongmei could recognize quite a few words now. She leaned over and saw papers scattered on the stone table, with ink spots everywhere. She only took a glance at the contents of the paper and was instantly captivated.

——Woman, you are not allowed to die without my permission.

——Who do you think you are? You are not even as good as one of her fingers! Even if you own my person, don't even think about making me look at you straight in the eye!
- Someone, dig out her heart for me! Only her heart can save Zhao Er...even if I've wronged you!

Hongmei's eyes widened, and she instantly recalled the fear of being dominated by "The Legend of Jiaojiao"!

"Legend of Jiaojiao" · Version 2.0 is now online!

Hongmei grabbed the paper excitedly, looking at Wenwan as if she were looking at a contemporary literary giant, and she almost said, "Author mom, I'm hungry, please feed me."

"Girl, are you writing a storybook similar to "The Story of Jiao Jiao"? "

No wonder the girl grabbed Chen Ma a few days ago and insisted on asking about the most interesting stories of her aunts and uncles.

I feel like I'm collecting inspiration.

Wen Wan sat at a stone table in the courtyard behind the Red Mansion. Construction was underway. They had just sent people to weed out the weeds and were tamping the earth to build a stage when she pointed to the underground tunnel. "We're going to build a stage here someday. We won't make much money just selling alcohol. The key is how to keep the crowds flowing. Only when people stay here can we stimulate consumption."

Hongmei was so happy, "The girl wants to perform a storybook on this stage!"

She smiled gently, looking mysterious.

What attracts the aunts and uncles the most in the future? TV dramas! Overbearing bosses! Forced love! Tearing down green tea girls! Kick-out scumbags! Bravely fighting mothers-in-law! Strong heroines! Sadistic romances! Stories about mothers!

There is always one that you love!
Breaking a drama into 100 episodes and performing it for 100 days, with interruptions every day at key parts of the plot, she doesn't believe anyone can stand the feeling of scratching their heads!

Isn’t this… the flow of people coming?!
Once the flow of people comes, we can use the drinks and desserts in the store to win over their hearts and ensure that the ladies will never want to leave!

The money just kept flowing in, didn't it? Wen Wan thought she was a genius!
She is gentle and does not need to rely on her domineering ex-husband, let alone his connections and resources to build her business!
Hongmei's eyes were red with excitement. "Girl! You must show this storybook to me and Aunt Chen first! We don't have any other intentions, we just want to help you check it out!"

Wen Wan: ...Is it so obvious to urge for updates?
"By the way, does the girl need help rehearsing this time? I also want to play a role in it and have fun..."

Wen Wan smiled and asked, "Which role do you like?"

"Bad guy! The worst kind! The kind that makes everyone want to give me a beating just by looking at me..."

Wenwan asked her gently, "Hongmei, I'm usually very nice to you, right? Have you encountered any troubles at work? Have you encountered any insurmountable obstacles in life?"

Why did this kid go crazy?
"I just want to perform it a few times to satisfy my curiosity."

"This time, it might be different from Jiao Jiao's Legend. If we still use the previous shadow play model, it won't work without a screen. So this time, I plan to use storytellers to play different roles with their voices, which is the lowest cost."

Hongmei nodded, "This is also the easiest way to rehearse."

There was only half a month left. It would be best if I could just recite the storybook verbatim.

But Hongmei was very curious about the final effect.

The last shadow play was fascinating, but it is not known whether the effect will be greatly reduced this time as it only relies on a few storytellers to read the script.

Hongmei chuckled, "By the way, young lady, this trick of removing the firewood from the bottom of the pot is very effective. Quite a few people have come to inquire about the work this afternoon. I have taken their names and addresses, and circled the ones that barely made it through."

Wen Wan took a quick look and asked, "Have you informed them that the second round of interviews will be held the day after tomorrow?"

"I've informed them." Hongmei put away the paper covered with names, and then remembered the women's whispers. She glanced around and warned cautiously, "Miss, the third wife of the Yuan family is still haunting us and has been using shady tricks on us. It's like a thief who has been thieves for a thousand years, but you can't be on guard against thieves for a thousand years. We have to find a way to solve this matter."

This matter also touched Wen Wan's heart.

She could kill Yuan Wulang, but she couldn't kill Jia.

One is that Yuan Qi deserved death, but Jia's crime did not deserve the death penalty.

Secondly, if he kills again, he might end up implicating himself.

"I've thought about this a long time ago." Wen Wan stopped writing, "Send someone to help me keep an eye on someone."

"Who?"

"Mrs. Chun, the third concubine of the Yuan family."

"By the way, go and invite the two students that Manager Lei recommended."

The highlight of this Dream of Red Mansions is the storybook.

The last Lantern Festival saw "The Legend of Jiaojiao" achieve unexpectedly good results for Wen Wan. She summed up her experience: no matter which dynasty, the common people are addicted to thundering and bloody plots.

Just ask: Who can resist brainless and exciting articles?
She couldn't handle it anyway. (End of Chapter)