Happy Little Scholar

Regular gatherings of this nature are not just about chatting and eating. The people present are all businessmen, big and small. If the conversation is smooth and the opinions are consistent, it is very likely that cooperation can be finalized on the spot.

Certain decisions among several top wealthy businessmen will even affect the economic direction of the entire Fengzhou in the future.

This is the main purpose of hosting such banquets.

Therefore, there are pens and papers everywhere in the manor, and from time to time you can see people writing calculations, discussing distribution, dividing interests, etc.

I wonder if everyone is like Lin Wanru, who has the habit of carrying a small notebook with him. It not only functions as a memo, but can also record ideas and inspirations at any time. Lin Yong once said that the styles of many jewelry in Fanglin Garden are all She designed it herself, and not only that, she could also take out a small notebook and pretend to ask questions when necessary to hide her embarrassment.

However, the piece of paper that fell out just now was not a jewelry style or a memo, but the classic model of debit and credit accounting he listed.

"What's wrong?" Lin Wanru looked at him in surprise and asked in confusion.

"Just sit there and don't move." Li Yi threw a small piece of watermelon into his mouth and glanced in the direction of the fat man.

Lin Wanru whispered: "That is the head of the Qian family, known as the God of Money."

As soon as she finished speaking, the middle-aged fat man put the piece of paper in his sleeve and looked around. After a long time, he turned and walked towards the brighter place in the room.

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As usual, each meeting lasts for more than an hour. Most of the time, people communicate in small groups. At the end, some wealthy businessmen with status and status will make a routine speech. A sentence, something like that...

Some people take advantage of the situation and leave, while others return in despair. Every meeting will change the future economic structure of Fengzhou in a big or small way.

"Just now...why didn't you let me pass?"

At the gate of Fanglin Garden, Lin Wanru, who had been silent all the way, finally asked the doubts in her heart.

Li Yi looked at her and asked, "You haven't told anyone about that method, have you?"

"No." Lin Wanru shook her head.

"It's okay if you don't." Li Yi knocked on the door of the courtyard, turned around and said, "Forget about this matter, and don't let anyone know that you know that method, at least not now."

The doubt on Lin Wanru's face deepened, and when she was about to ask again, the courtyard door had been opened from the inside.

"See you tomorrow."

Li Yi waved to her, turned around and walked in.

Lin Wanru stood there for a long time, then shook her head and stopped thinking about the matter for the time being. She turned around and said to several Lin family guards, "Let's go back too."

"Why are you back so late?" Miss Liu Er covered her mouth, her voice full of weariness.

"The fat man talked for too long at the end..." Li Yi handed her a bag of things in his hand and said, "The preserved fruits at that place are quite delicious, give it a try."

"It's too late, let's talk tomorrow." Miss Liu Er took the paper bag, opened it, put a piece of dried fruit in her mouth, turned and walked into the house.

Li Yi looked down and found that her ankles were naked. He shook his head and said, "The ground is dirty. Next time you come out, remember to wear shoes..."

He walked into the house, and the lights in the room came on, but soon went out.

In the Qian family, under the bright lights, the fat face of Qian Wealth God was full of energy.

"Good stuff, good stuff!"

He patted his thigh and couldn't help but praise.

Qian Duoduo came over and asked, "Dad, what good stuff is it?"

The God of Money waved his hand and said, "Go, go to the accounting room and bring me the account books from last month."

Qian Duoduo asked in confusion: "Dad, why do you need the account book?"

"Go quickly!"

Qian Caishen said impatiently, and Qian Duoduo immediately stood up and trotted outside.

After a while, he walked in humming with a stack of accounts in his arms.

"Put it here." Qian Caishen pointed to the table beside him and moved the lamp to his side.

Qian Duoduo moved a chair, sat down opposite him, and looked at him with doubts and curiosity.

The God of Money took the pen and ink, spread out a piece of paper, opened two account books, and recorded something on the paper from time to time.

Qian Duoduo rested his chin on his hand and looked across the way, just watching the pages turning and the lights flickering. After a while, his eyelids became heavy.

Wow!

It was daybreak. Qian Duoduo rubbed his head, got up from the ground, straightened the chair, and finally wiped away the remaining saliva from the corner of his mouth. When he raised his head, he said in surprise: "Dad, you didn't sleep all night?"

As his voice finished, Qian Caishen put down his pen, raised his arms, stretched his waist, and sighed: "I'm getting old. It's only been one night, and my body can't bear it anymore."

Qian Duoduo hurried over and gently beat him on the shoulder.

"What a good thing..." Qian Caishen picked up a piece of paper from the table and said, "Qian Datong, Zheng Xuan, Ma Wei... there are so many. Please order them to call me these stewards." Come!"

Qian Duoduo nodded and said, "Okay, dad, you go and rest for a while, I'll go right away!"

Qian Caishen rubbed his brows, but did not rest. He picked up another piece of paper, touched the short beard on his chin, and started writing on it.

After a while, Qian Duoduo walked in from outside and said, "Dad, they are here!"

The God of Money waved his hand and said, "Okay, you go out first."

Qian Duoduo looked at it with some doubts, and closed the door before leaving.

A middle-aged man among the three said with a smile: "I wonder what the shopkeeper wants to see us for?"

Qian Caishen glanced at them and asked calmly: "Da Tong, how long have you three been with me?"

"Back to the shopkeeper, it's been five years." A trace of doubt first appeared on the middle-aged man's face, and then he spoke.

The two people on the left and right looked at each other, and a hint of joy quickly appeared on their faces. The shopkeeper rarely asked these questions. Could it be that he wanted to promote them, the elders of the chamber of commerce?

"Five years..." Qian Caishen sighed and said: "In five years, I have raised a dog that knows how to wag its tail. How come I, surnamed Qian, have raised three white-eyed wolves like you!"

When he said this, he stood up from the chair, and his whole body's momentum suddenly changed. The three people's bodies trembled. When they raised their heads, they seemed to see a big mountain, pressing down from the front...

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In the early morning, Li Yi opened the door. The street was already crowded with people, and Fanglin Garden next to it had also opened its doors long ago.

I came back very late yesterday, and Miss Liu Er kept tossing her until late at night, saying that she woke her up and insisted on listening to some martial arts story...

Li Yi covered his mouth and yawned, and when he was about to turn around and go back, he saw Lin Wanru walking over from a distance.

"Good morning, Miss Lin." Li Yi waved to her distantly.

I didn't explain much to her last night. The power of debit and credit is more powerful than natural punishment. It might kill someone. If you don't have enough strength, it's best not to get involved.

This matter has long been confirmed in Jingguo.

"morning."

Lin Wanru nodded slightly to him, walked past him and entered the shop.

He shook his head and was about to go back to prepare breakfast for Miss Liu Er who had not yet gotten up. Lin Yong's loud voice came from the shop nearby.

"Let's go, you guys from Great Britain and Little Britain, go somewhere else if you want food, don't disturb our business!"

Li Yi paused in his steps. 2289