Chapter 1056 Who is the shareholder of this Han and Tang firm?
Chapter 1056 Which shareholder of this Han and Tang Dynasty business firm is not a great person? (Please subscribe and vote)
Cheng Chubi just returned to the mansion and heard a servant coming to report that there was a person from Lingnan who wanted to see shopkeeper Mo.
After a while, shopkeeper Mo came to Cheng Chubi's small courtyard and saluted Cheng Chubi with a smile on his face.
"It's too common for villains to see the process."
Cheng Chubi asked Deng Chengxin curiously after giving shopkeeper Mo a cup of tea.
"Sit down, Shopkeeper Mo. I don't know why Shopkeeper Mo is here to see me at this time. Could it be that Shopkeeper Mo has gone back on his word?"
Shopkeeper Mo quickly waved his hands.
"No, no, no, Mr. Cheng, don't be joking. Thanks to Mr. Cheng's high opinion, I am giving this villain the opportunity to invest in this Han and Tang Dynasty trading company.
It's too late for the villain to be happy, how could he regret it? The villain came here to tell the young master.
The little man has tried the things you gave him, and only then did he realize that they are no better than the soaps given by the young master.
The soap that the villain used to trade with Bo Ni and Lin Yi is simply rubbish."
Before Cheng Chubi could speak, Deng Chengxin on the side intervened.
"This is natural. Of the wonderful things my young master invented, which of them are ordinary things?"
I loved hearing this. Cheng Chubi was secretly happy in his heart, but he remained calm on the surface and continued to wait patiently for Shopkeeper Mo to speak.
"The villain said it bluntly. In the past, the villain obtained the pancreas from Bo Ni Country in the south. Such a big piece could be exchanged for more than a pound of dipterocarp."
"Perhaps twenty yuan can be exchanged for one tael of gold, but if the young master gave me this soap and that lotion.
The price may increase ten to twenty times."
"The villain finally knows why Young Master Cheng insists on the villain buying a stake in the fleet of Mo's Trading Company. This is obviously to make the villain make a fortune with him."
Seeing shopkeeper Mo's unstoppable attitude, Cheng Chubi said with a smile but not a smile.
"Interesting, they say businessmen value profits and want to put all the profits in their own pockets. Then why are you so honest?"
Shopkeeper Mo looked at the tall and heroic Cheng Sanlang and smiled flatteringly.
"The villain wants to make money, but the villain also wants to have a life to spend. Which shareholder of this Han and Tang Dynasty business firm is not a great person?"
"I just casually stretched out a finger to crush Mo Mou to death, it's not like it's a joke."
"Well said, it seems that this guest is also a polite person..." Uncle Fu, the butler, slowly wandered in from outside.
Then he saluted Cheng Chubi. "I just came here and happened to hear someone talking inside. Please don't be weird, Third Young Master."
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Facing this rich uncle who was like a human spirit, Cheng Chubi couldn't help but roll his eyes.
"It turns out to be Uncle Fu, no need to be polite, just sit down."
Shopkeeper Mo quickly saluted the chief steward of Duke Lu's mansion in a flattering manner.
After a few more babbles, Shopkeeper Mo took his leave knowingly.
Uncle Fu, the housekeeper, saluted Cheng Chubi.
"Sir, I heard that our Han-Tang Trading Company holds 60% of the shares of Shopkeeper Mo's sea-going fleet."
"If you want to do this kind of business, you must be careful and don't let these merchants fool you."
Cheng Chubi had never done business in his previous life. Now that he has come to this era, he probably spends as much time playing cards as he does doing serious work.
Although he was a little embarrassed, Cheng Chubi still knew very well that professional matters should be left to professionals.
"Uncle Fu reminded me, so in Uncle Fu's opinion, what should I do?"
"Didn't the young master cooperate with the cloth merchant Zhao Zhengyang? The Zhao family has also been dealing with our old Cheng family for several years."
"Every aspect is trustworthy, and the Zhao family is not bad at all. It would be better to bring the Zhao family in as well."
"The Zhao family has its roots in Chang'an and has been doing business for generations, so they are involved in it.
We are not afraid that if the Mo family gets interested in the money, they will do something in private."
"After all, this is a Han and Tang Dynasty trading company, but you, sir, are in charge of it. If something happens, you won't be able to explain it to other families and governments."
"Sir, you told me before that it will take two to three years for pepper to be profitable.
Before that, we have to take some steps to avoid making the families and governments feel cold and discouraged."
"Moreover, the Zhao family sells silk and satin all year round, and silk and satin are the most popular items among foreigners..."
After hearing what the butler Fu Shu said to him, Cheng Chubi had to admit that Jiang was old and spicy, and bowed to the butler Fu Shu.
"Thank you, Uncle Fu, for reminding me."
"Young master, don't try to offend me. These words were all told by me.
It's just that I don't want to deal with these bullshit...well, it's a trivial matter, so I'll let you know on my behalf."
Cheng Chubi's face darkened and his heart warmed. All in all, his emotions were very complicated.
I bid farewell to my rich uncle, the housekeeper, and was about to rush over to express my gratitude to my father in person, but when I thought about the nonsense that annoyed my father the most, I thought of it.
Okay, just go back and prepare some delicious food for dad to drink with.
He had to continue to do important things, so he asked Deng Chengxin to go to the Zhao Mansion and invite Zhao Zhengyang to come and speak.
Zhao Zhengyang is currently in the mansion, listening to the report from his son Zhao Xian.
He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. "Lingnan people?"
Zhao Xian nodded and explained while recalling.
"Yes, father, he should be a Lingnan person at first glance. Judging from his dress, he should be a businessman from Lingnan."
"When did the Third Young Master get in touch with the merchants from Lingnan..."
"Hurry up and send someone to find out where that Lingnan merchant is from and what his purpose is."
Zhao Zhengyang couldn't help but start to get nervous. Could it be because the profit he made for the Third Young Master was too little?
Or, your own shop...
"Master, Master, Master Cheng of Duke Lu's Mansion has sent someone over to ask the Master to come over and explain."
The father and son looked at each other, and Zhao Zhengyang wiped his face.
"What are you doing here in a daze? Hurry over and take a look and see what Young Master Cheng has ordered."
After the uneasy father and son arrived at Duke Lu's mansion, they had less than two sticks of incense.
The father and son left Lu Guogong's mansion as if they had been injected with chicken blood.
If it weren't for the fact that the father and son are both big guys, they would love to hug each other and dance together to express their inner excitement.
"Mr. Cheng is indeed a good person and has not forgotten our old Zhao family, Han and Tang Trading Company.
Tsk tsk, just look at these names and you can see how ambitious these noble children are."
"Dad, we only have two shares in our family."
"What's wrong with the two stocks? You don't even think about it, what kind of ship is this? It's a big ship that can protect our old Zhao family for generations."
"Whether it's the pepper business or the profit from maritime trade, neither of them is a big business."
"Xian'er, when you go back later, quickly inform the housekeepers and ask them to prepare the goods..."
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General Cheng sat at a distance behind the desk. After hearing what Uncle Fu, the butler, said, he nodded with satisfaction.
"The third child is a smart person. As long as someone gives a few tips, he can get things done."
"It's not because you taught me well, sir. Otherwise, how could our old Cheng family have so many promising young men?"
The words of Uncle Fu, the housekeeper, made General Cheng feel happy. He stroked his thick beard like a steel needle and narrowed his eyes slightly.