When it was daylight, Mr. Zhou's carriage stopped in front of the Immortal Residence.
Before the Shenxian Residence could open the door, Mr. Zhou's entourage banged and knocked menacingly, and the door was knocked open.
"I've thought about this for a while, and you also have good intentions."
Mr. Zhou said calmly.
"Since you have good intentions, you must fulfill them."
Cheng Silang, who had been restless because of the restaurant incident these days, was stunned when he heard this.
He had some doubts that he had heard wrongly.
"We all want to make the store good, so let's help each other properly. We can't demolish it ourselves before others dislike our store." Mr. Zhou said, "Since you are confident that you can manage it well, then you can manage it well."
Come on."
From the storm to the sunny day, Cheng Silang felt even more at a loss when faced with Mr. Zhou who had changed his face overnight.
But no matter what, he kept one thing in mind: he could not give his sister's shop to anyone else.
He couldn't speak, so he simply didn't speak and bowed his head to salute.
"After all, you are not familiar with it, and you have homework, so let me find a veteran who has been there for many years to help you take care of it." Master Zhou said, pointing to the old servant behind him, "This is the old accounting office in my house.
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Is this so...
Cheng Silang hesitated for a moment.
In fact, it would not be a good thing if you really fall out with Mr. Zhou. It would be good if you can both take a step back...
Seeing the young scholar's relaxed expression, Mr. Zhou secretly smiled proudly.
With Mr. Jiangzhou backing me up, there is nothing to be afraid of.
After all, this is someone else's family business.
It's their Zhou family's business.
When it comes to property ownership, Mr. Jiangzhou won't rush forward, right? Isn't he afraid of being known as someone who seizes other people's property?
This kind of great Confucian still cares about face in some things, although he will lose face in some things.
It is too simple for a scholar and a few servants to control these industries.
One day or two days, one month or two months, half a year is all fine, but how long?
It’s true that everyone’s surname is Cheng, but there are some things that not everyone can do...
At the same time, a noisy carriage stopped in front of the Yudai Bridge, and a dozen servants, women and servants crowded around and got out of the carriage with Mrs. Zhou.
It has been more than ten days since the last time I came here.
"That little maid is very hateful. Let's bring more people here to avoid being embarrassed by her making trouble."
The lady in charge whispered instructions to the maids beside her, and distributed them.
"...you guys go and knock on the door...you guys keep an eye on the young man...you guys just hold down the maid...you guys go in and carry someone..."
I have already told you these words at home, and I am reminded of them now, which shows my solemnity.
Anyway, there were only two maids and a boy, and together they were not as big as any of them, yet they actually took this seriously.
The servant girl couldn't help laughing.
"Why are you laughing? There are only three people here, but be careful." The lady in charge said in a low voice with a serious face, "Don't forget who that lady is..."
Li Daozu's personal disciple, a master who can have a good time with the Lord of Hell over wine.
Fortunately, I have been ill for such a long time and am still unconscious. Otherwise, if I were annoyed, I could have killed him on the spot with just one word from the King of Hell.
The servants nodded solemnly.
Mrs. Zhou had already got off the bus and stood still, looking up at the door.
"Okay, go quickly, go quickly." The lady in charge clapped her hands and said, and warned again, "But remember, you have to move quickly."
The four maids stood in front of the door, took a deep breath and raised their hands to knock on the door.
"Open..." they shouted, their hands falling on the door.
The door opened in response.
The four of them, who had gathered enough strength, stumbled and fell in, chattering a few times in fright.
This cry caused the servant woman who followed to scream.
The entire front door became noisy, attracting curious gazes from passers-by.
"What are you shouting for?" Mrs. Zhou said angrily.
Others are not making trouble yet, but they themselves are making trouble!
The servants and wives hurriedly quieted down, and the servants who had fallen in also stood up respectively. Only then did they see the servant standing in the corridor looking at them with a strange expression.
The servants who were responsible for holding the boy down were a little confused again.
Now, they didn’t yell or yell, and the door was opened, so should they hold it down or not?
"Go away." Mrs. Zhou shouted.
The servants and women hurriedly moved out of the way, and Mrs. Zhou stepped in.
The boy in the corridor raised his hand.
The servants immediately tensed up and rushed over.
The boy rubbed his nose, turned around and walked aside.
The servants who were halfway through rushed to their feet again and almost fell down in the confusion.
"Madam is here."
In the hall, the maid said as she stepped out.
Mrs. Zhou hummed and couldn't help but look at the maid.
It turned out to be the maid of the Zhang family!
No wonder you have always been so arrogant!
In the past, it was okay to be arrogant, but now that my wife is ill, if she is arrogant, she will not be protecting her, but will be a bully and bully her.
Mrs. Zhou curled her lips and walked in the door without paying any attention to her.
The maid smiled slightly, bowed and stepped aside.
avoid…
This made the maids responsible for holding down the maids stunned.
Why is it so different from what you imagined when you walk in?
"You guys pack up and take Jiaojiao'er home." Mrs. Zhou said, sitting down in the hall.
"Madam, are you going to take my wife back?" the maid asked.
"What? Can't you?" Mrs. Zhou looked at her and asked with a half-smile.
"We, the maids, dare not say anything about this." The maid said with a smile.
The servant girl who had already rolled up her sleeves and was about to rush over was stunned again.
It’s good to know.
Mrs. Zhou waved her hand.
"Madam, you should ask our lady." The maid continued.
Mrs. Zhou smiled and stood up as expected.
"Okay, I'll go ask." She said, raising her feet and walking inward, slightly covering her mouth and nose with her hands.
The smell of someone who has been sick for so long...
The curtains were opened by the servants, and Mrs. Zhou walked into the bedroom.
"Jiaojiao, how are you today?" she said, lowering her eyes, "Go home with your aunt to recuperate, it's not convenient to be outside."
After she said it herself, she laughed again.
"Then thank you aunt for not giving up..."
After talking to herself, Mrs. Zhou was startled for a moment.
Why did her voice become different?
"Thank you, aunt, for not giving up." She murmured again.
Yes, this sound is right.
That voice just now...
"Yes, thank you aunt for not giving up."
The voice said again.
Mrs. Zhou felt a chill in her tailbone instantly spread throughout her body. She stiffly raised her head and looked at the couch.
The couch is still the same couch, and the person on the couch is still the same person.
It was still the same green satin blouse, hanging loosely on the ground, with long black hair scattered on it like a waterfall. With one hand supporting her head and the other on her body, the woman lay on her side and looked at herself.
Look at yourself...
Look at yourself!
Mrs. Zhou screamed, turned around and ran out, and ran into the maids who were caught off guard and rushed behind her.
The servants and women started shouting, but Mrs. Zhou stumbled but did not stop. Then she ran out, and because she was not familiar with it, she bumped into the door frame. With a louder scream, she fell out, stumbling on her skirt.
, the person rolled down the steps directly.
Amidst the screams of the servants, Mrs. Zhou fell to the ground with black eyes and tilted head.
The shouts and cries almost overturned the whole courtyard.
The maid and Brother Jin standing in the corridor were stunned.
"Madam, what have you done?" Brother Jin couldn't help but said in a daze.
"My lady didn't do anything." The maid replied in a daze, "She just said a word."
Just one sentence...
With just one sentence, Mrs. Zhou was so frightened that she fainted.
The maid laughed again, and her laughter became bigger and bigger. She covered her mouth with her hands, and tears of laughter came out.
The lady doesn’t need to do anything, just be here, just be here is enough….
"Brother Jin." She smiled and waved, "Come on, you can also say a word."
"Are you as powerful as my wife?" Brother Jin asked.
The maid nodded with a smile and whispered something.
Brother Jin responded with a smile, raised his feet and ran out through the noisy servants.
He had already thrown aside the door bolt that he had kept with his wife since she became ill. He opened the door with a bang and ran out, not caring whether the door was closed or not.
There’s no need to worry about it, there’s no need to be afraid. With my wife here, there’s nothing to be afraid of….
When Brother Jin ran into the Immortal Residence, Mr. Zhou was picking up the tea bowl and taking a leisurely sip.
"...You are still in charge of the account books. As for this old servant, let him follow your shopkeeper..." He continued.
It's better to do it first.
Cheng Silang nodded.
Of course it’s good to just start with it, the road is all step by step…
A slave with a dishonest reputation and a useless scholar with a dishonest reputation, want to rob him, bah...
Mr. Zhou drank tea again with a smile.
"Fourth Young Master!"
Brother Jin's sharp voice sounded, and the door was opened.
"Madam, wake up!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the room was stunned and looked at the young boy standing at the door with an excited face.
Madam... wake up...
Madam! Wake up!
The atmosphere in the room was stagnant for a moment, and a moment later there was a clanging sound.
Cheng Silang was the first to stand up and ran out. Brother Jin was pushed aside, and the sound was the sound of banging on the door.
Shopkeeper Wu stood up immediately. Because he was too excited, he didn't stand up for the first time. He finally stood up and ran out with staggering steps.
Brother Jin staggered a little as he was pushed in the room. When he looked up again, only Master Zhou and his servant were left in the room.
"My wife is awake!" Brother Jin looked at Mr. Zhou, grinned again and shouted.
Mr. Zhou's tea bowl was still on his lips, and he seemed to have fallen into a sluggish state. This shout brought him back to his senses.
woke up..
woke up…
Many chaotic figures suddenly appeared in front of Mr. Zhou's eyes.
The scoundrel who fell on his back and was shot in the head, Liu Xiaoli who was stiff and motionless with crooked eyes and crooked eyes, the stunned ministers in the court...
And suddenly those figures were replaced by myself...
Mr. Zhou suddenly choked and the tea bowl in his hand fell to the ground.
"Master, master!"
The old servant noticed something was wrong and shouted quickly, reaching out to pat him.
Mr. Zhou's face turned red and he held his neck with both hands. He wanted to cough but couldn't. His whole body was shaking into a ball.
"Come on, someone, the master is choking!" the old servant shouted urgently, beating Master Zhou desperately, "No one can choke even if he drinks tea!"
Brother Jin looked at Mr. Zhou who was almost suffocating and laughed.
Sure enough, one sentence can scare people to death, and he is as powerful as a lady.
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You are so cute, and it seems that I can see your smiling faces behind the screen. The readers’ request is really simple, that is, it is enough to make them happy and enjoyable.
For this smiling face, for this simplicity, more updates, thank you, thank you, (to be continued)