Shen Wan said: "The servants and maids in the house are all raised by their parents, and no one can abuse them.
In the future, you cannot follow your temper and beat or scold them at will."
“If I make a mistake, I can’t beat them or scold them?
Then what kind of master am I?"
If a servant makes a mistake and makes her unhappy, she won't even hit or scold her, so who in this house will respect her?
Keep her in mind.
In Song Ziyu's opinion, the servants in the mansion were afraid of her but respected her.
Shen Wan said with a straight face: "If the servants really make mistakes, they will be subject to free government regulations and Butler Yun to deal with them. You, the eldest lady, will have to do it yourself."
"I..." Song Ziyu didn't know what to say and pursed her lips tightly.
After a while, he said, "Then give me two people to serve me. I don't want an elderly woman to serve me."
Those two women are so shrewd that they can talk the talk.
When she was having breakfast, she tried to find fault with them, but they blocked her and made her speechless.
"I think they serve you well."
Shen Wan said, "Didn't you say that you hit Twee'er because she made a mistake?
She is often beaten by you, so she probably makes mistakes often.
Young maids are all like her, not capable enough to serve you well and follow your wishes.
The two women are old and capable.
Because as you get older, you have seen more, learned more, made fewer mistakes, and can serve you more to your liking."
Shen Wan spoke very well of the two women, but Song Ziyu couldn't find a reason to refute it, so she held it back for a while before finding one.
"They are too old."
Shen Wan: "As you get older, you understand people's hearts better."
"By the way, did you beat Miss Zhu's yesterday?"
Shen Wan changed the topic.
Song Ziyu: "Is Cui'er filing a complaint against you?"
"Even if Cui'er doesn't tell me, I have to know about such a big thing sooner or later. Or do you think it's better for me to wait until the people from the Zhu family come to settle accounts with me?"
Shen Wan asked, squinting at Song Ziyu.
Song Ziyu lowered his head: "It was Zhu Xiuhe who committed the first offense."
She answered the question incorrectly.
"I know the whole story clearly. It was indeed Zhu Xiuhe who was wrong first.
But if you pull off someone's scalp and make someone bald, that's a bit too much."
Song Ziyu gritted his teeth and said, "Is it possible that she wants me to stand there and let her humiliate me?
Whoever made her behave like a bitch, she deserves to be bald."
A sinister look flashed in her eyes.
Shen Wan had a headache and said irritably: "Okay, when the people from the Zhu family come to the door, you can handle it yourself!"
Song Ziyu stopped talking again. Shen Wan looked at her and said, "Although your reputation is already very bad, if you pull out Zhu Xiuhe's hair, what will others think of you?"
In addition to seeing her fight with Zhu Xiuhe as a joke, others would also think that she was vicious and vicious.
"Ha..." Song Ziyu sneered, "It's already so bad, why not make it a little worse?"
Shen Wan hated the fact that iron cannot become steel and said: "You are just a broken pot."
Song Ziyu looked at Shen Wan with empty eyes and asked, "So what if I don't break the jar?
Do you think a person who has killed someone, been imprisoned, and whose reputation has been ruined will still have hope in his life?"
Her life is hopeless. Just like Zhu Xiuhe said, she can't get married and even the traffickers on the street won't want her.