Chapter Nineteen Prince
The prince saw this scene: Princess Zhaohua Tan Weixin was sitting on a comfortable rocking chair, swaying while reading a book. But seeing that she almost put the book on her forehead, she was obviously not reading seriously. A round table next to the rocking chair was placed with a teapot, a teacup and a fruit plate on it. Ye Tao, now she moved a chair and sat on the edge of the round table, peeling oranges. When Tan Weixin turned her head and seemed to be joking, Ye Tao was very skillful in stuffing a piece of orange into the mouth of His Royal Highness the Princess. She was too skillful, not the first time, and maybe not even the hundredth time...
Suddenly hearing someone calling the princess "sister", Ye Tao was shocked and stood up and faced the prince. These days, except for calling "Your Highness of the Princess" every day, most of the other things were not paid attention to in etiquette. Although the two people were merchants, children of craftsmen and daughters of the king who now dominated one side, and a very powerful princess, the modern sense of equality in the bones of the two people still dominated. These days, it was already very easy to call the princess "Xin'er". Now suddenly, the princess' younger brother, prince and others appeared. Although they were a little reluctant, they had to kneel down to salute.
Unexpectedly, when Tan Weixin heard that it was the prince, she immediately said, "Stand up, don't kneel. He is just my younger brother. He wants to kneel down and wait until he becomes the king of Dongping in the future."
Ye Tao was a little embarrassed. On the one hand, the prince looked at him fiercely, and on the other hand, Tan Weixin was not too anxious and seemed to be worried at all. He couldn't help but sigh: Miss, I'm just a civilian.
However, since the princess gave the order, he pretended to be embarrassed, bowed deeply and vaguely, and said respectfully: "Little Min Ye Tao, pay homage to the Crown Prince."
The princess gave an order to make the bowing a visit, and the prince Tan Weiming was stunned for a moment. Perhaps because he was used to his sister who was very polite, he touched his nose and waved his hand and said, "No gift!"
Seeing that Tan Weixin had no intention of standing up at all, Ye Tao stood aside tactfully. The prince sat in his seat just now, doing what he had just done - putting a piece of orange into Tan Weixin's mouth.
Although he is a sibling in Dongping's first family, even in Ye Tao's imagination, it should be different from an ordinary family. The relationship between them may be a bit polite. However, looking at the appearance of the siblings getting along with each other and looking at the easy-to-get-in-one scene, Ye Tao felt a little anxious to laugh.
Ye Tao was on the side, Tan Weiming felt a little uncomfortable, and looked at him viciously. Ye Tao was not a nervous guy, so he quickly bowed and said, "Your Highness the Prince, Your Highness the Princess, the little people are leaving."
Tan Weixin laughed and said, "Ye Tao, you go back first, come here tomorrow... Well, I want to eat mustard soup, how about bringing me one tomorrow?"
Ye Tao said, "You should serve me." Then he bowed and walked out of the quiet room.
This is the first time these days when I haven't been in Chun Nuanju until dinner. Ye Tao feels a little relaxed and a little sad. After all, the intimate relationship with Tan Weixin was interrupted like this. Jealous? It won't be like that. Tan Weiming is Tan Weixin's younger brother, the current prince, and the future king of Dongping. And Tan Weixin seems to be in a hurry to return to Beijing, but Ye Tao naturally feels that something is strange. Tan Weixin's body determines that there are many things in this world that she cannot do, but with her intelligence and her knowledge beyond this era, Ye Tao has no doubt that with such a head, she can do many things that others dare not imagine.
The arrival of the prince also reminded Ye Tao about one thing: Tan Weixin is about to return to Beijing. And he has agreed to her that she will go to Beijing to establish an "IKEA" branch as soon as possible. As for Yi Zhan Building, because Tan Weixin is really interested, Ye Tao also agreed to let Tan Weixin invest in his personal name. In terms of rule formulation and development plan, Tan Weixin accounts for 40% of it, including investing in establishing an organization that specifically formulates and evaluates rules, improving military chess, especially big fight gameplay, and
The algorithm in the middle of the gameplay simplifies the calculation process, including her ability to promote the popularization of military chess and other gameplays on a larger scale. More importantly, she also has a heart from modern times who is familiar with games and loves games. The Yi Zhanlou in Beijing can be regarded as the first franchise store of Ye’s marching chess business, right? And this franchise store, the first phase of the investment will be half of each of Ye’s and Tan Weixin, and the subsequent additional investment will be calculated one by one.
Ye Tao was a little curious. He knew that there was no entertainment in this era. The spread of marching chess from the creation to the present, the popularity of local marching chess in Yicheng, and even the popularity of chess buildings and chess shops all proved this. But this was originally out of Ye Tao's idea of modern entertainment, and it was beyond his expectations that he could develop to this point. He was wondering what made Tan Weixin so confident in expanding marching chess into an entertainment industry.
Ye Tao always comes out without following, and a white horse carries him around. There are thousands of wealthy families in Yicheng, and no one on the street will attract onlookers. The public security in Yicheng is even more amazing. Although it seems that it is impossible to not pick up the doors and not close the doors at night, the difference is limited. Just as Ye Tao is thinking about it, he has returned to the yard of the Ye family in Qingyun Lane.
"Young master, why did you come back so early today?" Old Zhang, the old servant at home, asked. Lao Zhang was the clerk in the master's shop when Ye Lao Geng was learning art. Because his right hand was injured, he couldn't learn carpenter work well, so he had to do some chores and earn a salary. Later, the master passed the shop to Ye Lao Geng. Lao Zhang also watched Ye Lao Geng take care of the small shop and earned enough money to buy the yard. At that time, Lao Zhang felt that he was old and even a carpenter's chores could not be competent, so he asked Ye Lao Geng to let him go to Ye
He was a servant in the yard of his family. In fact, according to Ye Laogeng's original idea, he was planning to let Lao Zhang manage the business in the shop without having to do his job. However, Lao Zhang said that he had no plans and could not take care of the carpenter's shop. Although Ye Laogeng regarded him as his junior brother, he had to agree to Lao Zhang to help the servants in the Ye family's yard. Although he was a servant, everyone knew the past and did not really treat Lao Zhang as a servant. The Ye family lived in the yard of Ye Laogeng, and there were only a few unfamiliar disciples of Ye Laogeng. Everyone was diligent and didn't have much work to keep Lao Zhang busy.
"Uncle Zhang, is my father here?" Ye Tao asked.
"The master went to the workshop in the morning, but I guess he should be back soon." Lao Zhang said.
"Uncle Zhang, wait for my father to come back and let him go to Huanchao Pavilion, and several senior brothers also ask them to go together. I want to invite Uncle Dai and the young master of the Du family to talk about something."
Lao Zhang said: "Young master is going out. Then this horse?"
Ye Tao smiled and said, "Just walk around a few steps, don't ride a horse anymore. Uncle Zhang please feed this little guy."
Old Zhang laughed and thought that he took the horse away.
Suddenly remembering something, Ye Tao walked back to his yard. Since he became the head of Ye family and gradually improved his status among his fellow brothers at home, his father asked him to move to a two-story building in the small garden. For the previous owner, this small building might just be the place where the family gathered to enjoy the scenery and recite poems when spring was warm and the scenery was bright. But for the Ye family who bought this yard, it was too luxurious to have an empty building in the small garden. Ye Laogeng and Ye Tao's senior brothers felt that everyone lived in the place similar to the courtyard in front of them, but they needed to be quiet and considered various issues. Ye Tao, who needed to quietly carve some precious products, was taken care of by special care.
The maid Sophie was taking a nap. Although she was a maid, Sophie's habit was quite aristocratic. She could only fall asleep in a completely quiet situation. Or, she was simply tired and dizzy. To be honest, although she was a maid, she didn't have much to do. Ye Tao, who was already a famous figure in Yicheng, only had a few clothes, and the fastest-grinding work clothes were always thrown in the workshop with the workers' clothes, from the first year
The apprentice came to wash. The most messy room in the house was exactly what Ye Tao strictly prohibited anyone from moving anything randomly. There were all kinds of patterns and manuscripts full of fantasy ideas, or some models that reduced the proportions and use them to see the effect. The work that occupied Sophie's most time was only those documents that Ye Tao took out from the creative room for her to copy, or those that she asked her to draw and organize. For the rest, there might be only waiting.
Sophie, 13 years old, looked at Ye Tao, who was one year younger than him, and told them to make the girls who were completely unsure of their future destiny and could not control themselves to choose the life they wanted. Perhaps that was not an easy life, they needed to worry about their food, clothing, housing and transportation. Perhaps it was just that they thought that if these girls did not have any skills to support themselves, Ye Tao would at least ensure that they would live with peace of mind. However, when they said, "Don't be in a hurry, you can think slowly, think about it and think about it. Let me let you
As long as someone tells me," when learning Chinese reading, writing and speaking, I saw that although the profits of Ye were not very rich, they were full of fantastic career expansion, saw those exquisite and delicate things, and saw the path Ye Tao pointed out for every apprentice to every student and even for everyone serving Ye in IKEA and Yi Zhan Building. They were moved. Is this a better life than serving men with their own bodies? Perhaps, it is a bit different from the indoctrination that the dancers who have been doomed to their life trajectory since they were selected.
Sophie was not called Sophie at that time, her name was Fumeier. Some of the dancers who were given to Ye Tao together entered the store to be clerks, and some chose to continue learning crafts such as bookkeeping and embroidery. After the youngest Kassandra was actually accepted by the Ye Family Workshop as a special apprentice, Fumeier didn't know what her path was. She didn't know if the aristocratic bloodline that the human trafficker boasted about was real when she was sold to Muhammad. A few years of twists and turns completely washed away her childhood memories. If she couldn't become a noble, then she would be the other side. At that time, Sophie thought so, so she tried to ask Ye Tao, who was one year younger than her: "I want to serve you. Can you?"
She still remembers Ye Tao's look at her eyes. At the beginning, she was a little strange and surprised. After Ye Tao's eyes stayed on her body for a while, the look showed in her eyes as if she had discovered something, calculated something, and was looking forward to something. Later, she poured into her face and body with almost some kind of fanatical eyes. Fu Meier was a little worried. Was the decision she made the right? Then, she heard the 12-year-old Ye Tao say to her: "Okay. Can I call you Sophie in the future?"
From that moment on, Furmeer became Sophie. She thought that her days would be very monotonous, like every ordinary, humble servant. However, she soon discovered that she seemed to have more to learn than dancers who chose to learn certain skills. Ye Tao taught her to see those magical three views, taught her to identify and draw various marks, taught her to use those exquisite drawing tools, make and copy those drawings, and sometimes, even let her enter the room where anyone rashly enters would make him angry, and assist him in sorting out the drawings and materials. Sophie felt that she was not a maid. Sophie, who had once wandered in various countries, felt that the job she was in should be called a "secretary". In some countries, it was extremely amazing to be a secretary for some big names.
She didn't know why she became such a special maid, and not what others told her that she would be. She has lived under the same roof as Ye Tao for two years. Perhaps it was Ye Tao, the young master who everyone loved and trusted, who had not grown up yet, and he had not touched her. However, Ye Tao would occasionally look at her face very attentively, study every detail very carefully, and sometimes comment on her and say that she has grown up. Is Ye Tao waiting for her best time? Or is she hoping that she can become enough
What about the woman who was so beautiful that he could not resist? Sophie didn't know. Sometimes, when Ye Tao praised and teased her, there was a little loss in her eyes. Sophie knew that she was not the most beautiful among the dancers, not the Weizhi, who has now become the assistant accountant of the Ye family, and the Iberian girl who was enjoying the wonderful feeling of being pursued and wandering on the edge of love. If Ye Tao was really greedy for beauty, why did she accept her? She never understood this question.
The creaking sound of the rotating door shaft awakened Sophie. She opened her confused eyes and saw Ye Tao walking in from outside the door, turning into the room he called the "creation room", and flipping something inside.
Sophie patted her face and immediately got up. While twisting her neck, stretching her hands, legs and shoulders, she walked towards the door of the creation room.
"Young Master? What are you looking for?" Sophie asked as he heard Ye Tao flip through for a long time but still found it.
"The last time you asked you to sort out the drawings of the arc-shaped hall that you re-drawn... Oh, you're awake." Ye Tao then responded. Ye Tao has never been wary of people he is familiar with and close.
"The drawing cabinet is full. That day you rolled up the drawings and put them in that new toolbox." Sophie reminded.
"Finished!" Ye Tao said thankfully, "Thank you, Sophie."
"Young master, are you going out?" These days, Ye Tao goes to buy food at noon every day and sends it to Chun Nuanju to please the lady from the capital, and then chats with the lady in the afternoon and plays chess. She has heard of these things many times. Because she is just a maid, not a candidate for Ye Tao's wife in the future, everyone doesn't avoid her when they say these words, but just teasing and reminding her. The girl's heart is not so easy to break, but she just feels a little uncomfortable.
"Go to find Uncle Dai, Mr. Du and the others... By the way, Sophie. I'll bother you in the past few days." Ye Tao suddenly said.
"What's the matter? Please tell me." Sophie responded.
"Please organize and package all the drawings, manuscripts, and models in this room. Pack them according to different categories and pack the related things together. Don't miss one piece of paper. If possible, help make an index directory." Ye Tao said.
"Do you want to move? Are you going to Chun Nuanju?" After following Ye Tao for two years, Sophie still knew Ye Tao very well. For Ye Tao, those clothes and supplies were insignificant, but everything in this creative room seemed to have unusual meaning to him. All Ye Tao's clothes may be packed in one box, but there are a lot of things in this creative room, and it is estimated that ten boxes may not be packed. Ye Tao said this, and he was obviously preparing to move the room.
Chapter completed!