Somehow, the originally clear weather in the afternoon suddenly turned gloomy.
After a few spring thunders exploded in the sky, the light rain outside soon turned into heavy rain.
In the living room, the lights were turned on, and Xiao Han was sitting in the main seat, listening to the rain hitting the tiles above his head, while looking at the thick stack of paper in his hand, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Master Hou, is it not cost-effective for us to do this? As soon as we go in and out, not to mention anything else, we will lose 10% of the cost!" Yang Kailue was also sitting in his seat at this time, looking at it with a look of pain on his face.
To Xiao Han.
Xiao Han was interrupted from his thoughts, raised his head and glanced at Yang Kai, but did not answer. Instead, he asked Butler Lu: "Old Lu, we mobilized so many banknotes from Shuzhong and Hangzhou at one time, didn't it arouse any suspicion?"
When Butler Lu heard what Xiao Han asked him, he quickly shook his head and replied: "No! Our family already has business in those places. Let them raise some banknotes. Others will not worry about it."
Hearing this, Xiao Han nodded and said, "That's good! For something like this, you can only catch yourself off guard. If you are prepared, there is no point."
"Yes!" Butler Lu agreed.
"Master Hou..."
Over there, Yang Kai saw Xiao Han ignoring him and spoke pitifully again.
"Go, go, why don't I just lend you some money? It's not like you won't pay it back, so don't act like a dead mother!"
This time, Xiao Han finally responded to him, but with a bad attitude, as if he was the creditor!
Yang Kai was slightly confused by Xiao Han's bad appearance, and after a while he said with a sad face: "My mother died a long time ago, and she told me one thing before she died, telling me not to ruin the family..."
"Huh? You say I'm a prodigal?"
Xiao Han saw that Yang Kailue was getting more and more unhappy, and he even spat at Yang Kailue:
"Do you understand? This is a business war. Do you understand a business war? It's like a war. If you don't take some capital, how can you win?"
"But..." Yang Kai stretched out his hand to wipe the saliva on his head and said weakly: "But if you win the war, you won't lose anything if you take back the land or the treasure! But you, it seems
It’s a way of making money at a loss…”
"You know nothing!"
Xiao Han became so angry that he spat out another mouthful of spit foam, almost frightening Yang Kai to the point where he sat down on the ground.
"You have been studying with me for so long and haven't learned anything? Losing money in business is not necessarily a loss! Making money is not necessarily a profit! You don't understand such a simple truth?
This time, I am going to give that Raushizibu bank an advance lesson on the financial crisis! Once it is done, we will ban him from now on and start working in this bank! At that time, this money will be regarded as your investment, and nothing else will happen.
Say, it’s okay to ensure that your descendants will have food and drink without worries!”
"Ah, buy a stake?" Yang Kai opened his mouth slightly, and there was a faint omen in his heart.
"Master Hou, don't you want to pay back the money?"
"Bah! What do you mean by not paying back?" Xiao Han became even more angry and slapped the armrest of the chair loudly.
"I let you buy shares because I am taking care of you and giving you a chance to make a fortune! What is a bank? Do you understand?"
"I don't understand!" Yang Kai shook his head sincerely.
In fact, not only him, but also Ziyi and Manager Xue who were present looked curious, tilting their heads and listening with their ears pricked up.
Only Xiaodong, who had no interest in business at all, was still leaning on the door frame, staring at the heavy rain outside in a daze.
"Snapped……"
Xiao Han seemed to be defeated. He slapped himself on the forehead and said weakly after a while: "Idiot, the bank, to put it simply, is the institution responsible for issuing these banknotes! Now that idiot Buhang only knows how to
Converting copper coins into silver notes is really a waste of its role! Only by letting me take over can its role not be insulted!"
"Um, what do you think, Mr. Hou Yi?" Manager Xue asked cautiously.
Somehow, he always felt that Xiao Han was like a jackal seeing a fat pig when he talked about Yangzhou Cloth Industry.
This kind of look is definitely not just because they are showing off to Xiao Han. There must be something in it that they don't know yet.
"Bank! Is that the real profitable business, or is it just making money but not losing money..."
For a while, it was difficult to explain something as huge and complicated as a bank to these people in detail.
After all, even Xiao Han himself only has a partial understanding of this!
Talk to these people about the initial functions of banks such as credit, exchange, lending, and mortgage.
Xiao Han was like chasing ducks, letting them go back and think about it on their own, so as not to ask random questions and reveal his own secrets.
The person who just left quickly held an umbrella and left, leaving only Xiao Han and Xiaodong in a daze in the living room.
I brewed a pot of tea and waited quietly until the aroma of tea filled the whole room before the sound of footsteps resounded outside.
"Squeak..."
The door opened.
Mr. Cao, who was dressed in a raincoat, walked steadily into the living room, followed closely by Xiaodong, who closed the door.
"Master Hou!"
He bowed his hands to Xiao Han, and there was an inexplicable worry on Master Cao's face.
"Is it them?"
Looking at Master Cao's face, Xiao Han already guessed something, but he still asked.
"Yes!" Master Cao nodded.
"oh……"
Xiao Han didn't show any surprise, he just touched his chin and thought for a moment, then asked: "Jiu Zi from the Mo family, is he really the nephew of the shopkeeper of the cloth shop that he saw on the boat that day? So young?"
"Yes." Chief Cao continued to nod, then hesitated and said, "Of course, the nephew's story is false! The shopkeeper is just a member of the Mo family, but he has a relatively high status."
"status?"
Xiao Han raised his eyebrows, glanced at Master Cao strangely and said, "Isn't it true that everyone in the Mohist family is equal from Juzi down? Everything is fair, so how can there be any talk of status?"
Chief Cao smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Well, didn't Mr. Hou say before that a world where everyone is equal does not exist in the first place?"
"Haha, that's right!" Xiao Han smiled in relief. He had such admiration for the Mohist organization that he forgot that even in highly civilized later generations, things like class still firmly exist.
Perhaps, only when we reach the highest civilization with extremely abundant materials, will things like class be completely eliminated.
"Come sit here and tell me what is going on in your Mo family?"
Patting the seat next to him, Xiao Han wanted to know whether the legends about the Mo family were true.
In fact, Xiao Han had almost guessed the identity of Chief Cao as soon as he joined the Xiao family.
But out of respect for Director Cao, Xiao Han never asked, and Director Cao never said anything.
The two of them are like fools, pretending to be confused while pretending to understand.
Originally, this delicate relationship could have been maintained.
But this time when I came to Yangzhou, I saw that Xiao Han and the Mo family were already in conflict.
Chief Secretary Cao, who was afraid that Xiao Han would suffer a loss if he accidentally, finally revealed the truth to him.
