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Thinking of the two of them appearing on the windowsill, then disappearing for a while, and only Xiji's bright face remaining when they reappeared, Xi Xin could easily imagine what shameful things they were doing during their absence. Whenever he thought of doing such things himself, he felt a pang of regret.

This thought only flashed through his mind, and then he looked at the shop opposite where people kept coming in and then coming out holding something precious. He thought indifferently that he had more important things to do now. As for Xiji, he had to reluctantly give up temporarily.

Thinking of this, Xi Xin took a few more glances at the shop over there which had become extremely popular after it opened, thought about it again in his mind, and then left with his lackey.

When Xiji went downstairs, he found that the person who wanted to buy so many things was actually a young man in his early twenties, unlike the pot-bellied old man he had imagined.

The moment he saw Xiji, the man's eyes lit up, but after listening to the shopkeeper's introduction of his identity, he was surprised for a moment and then put away his astonishment. His expression became respectful, and he looked at Xiji and said politely: Mr. Xi, it's an honor to meet you for the first time. My name is Rongqi.

Xiji watched his series of changes, and saw that there was only integrity on his face and clear eyes, nothing else. He couldn't help but feel a good impression of him. He looked at him and smiled and said: Hello, Mr. Rong.

This smile dazzled Rong Qi's eyes, but he quickly remembered the purpose of his coming here. He quickly gathered his thoughts and cautiously asked: I wonder if those brocade boxes that I like can be cheaper. After all, the price is really a bit expensive.

Upon hearing this, Xiji smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying politely: I know the price is a bit high, but it was not set by me, and I cannot lower it any further now.

Rong Qi was a little disappointed when he heard this, but he could understand it. After all, Ye Wang had just walked out of here in front of everyone, and everyone thought that this store must have a deep connection with Ye Wang, otherwise he would not have come here specially. But now that he saw the owner of this place was such a handsome guy, he couldn't help but speculate, and it was hard to ignore the connection between the two of them.

Seeing Rong Qi didn't speak for a long time, Xiji thought he was regretful. Thinking of the quantity he just asked for, he was a little anxious. Then he thought of something, looked at him and smiled: Although I can't lower the price for you, if you really buy that much, I will give you three sets of notes.

Hearing this, Rong Qi was slightly stunned, and didn't know what this letter was.

Seeing his confused look, Xiji immediately realized that he didn't know what the note was and it was his negligence. There didn't even exist notes in this world originally, so how could there be such a thing as a note?

Thinking of this, he quickly asked someone to bring the things over, opened the exquisite box, and then took out a set of 12 notes.

When Rongqi saw Xiji unfold those things one by one, his eyes widened, and he was obviously shocked by them.

Xiji looked at his reaction with satisfaction, then handed the thing to Rongqi and chuckled, “Sir, take it and have a look.”

Rong Qi looked at Xiji's slender white fingers, which made the thing called letter paper look even more beautiful. He then turned his gaze to the square thing with four colors and asked hesitantly: What is this?

Xiji smiled at him, then asked Rongqi to follow him, and then went into a side room. After they entered, a smart waiter immediately spread a plain white cloth on the table in front of them. After he finished all this, Xiji slowly placed the things on the table one by one.

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