Old Mrs. Fang opened her eyes from the rocking chair.
"What does she want to do?" Fang Jinxiu's voice came from inside, and someone came out with the sound of the bead curtain being pulled open, "It's not enough to toss people all day long, do you want to toss our family's business again?"
"How could it be? Zhen Zhen doesn't like business the most." Mrs. Fang said.
A self-righteous and aloof official lady, she hates that the Fang family's business affects her status.
Fang Jinxiu snorted.
"So what does she want to do?" she said.
Miss Jun did not specifically ask the steward at the ticket office to question her. She met the steward accidentally.
She was bored in the yard for a day and then went out for a walk. She didn't see a single servant or girl along the way from her residence. She didn't know if there was no one to wait on her or if they hid when they saw her.
It should be the latter.
When Miss Jun approached the second door, she saw two or three servant girls running behind the flower wall holding brooms.
"They ran fast, so they didn't get in the lady's eyes." Liu'er said with a snort.
Miss Jun laughed.
This child doesn't look like the boudoir lady of a noble family. He is simply a playboy who is shunned by everyone.
"But, miss, what else do you want to ask?" Liu'er thought again, "I'll call them out and ask them if there are any other dirty things that the Fang family is hiding."
Miss Jun shook her head to stop.
There was nothing to ask about the Fang family's affairs. One curse and one man's misfortunes made her aware of the Fang family's situation.
At this time, they had already reached the outer courtyard and saw a fat, white man being led in by a maid. The servants, women and girls on the road were all respectful.
Three generations of the Fang family, old, middle and young, have died. The only male in the family is a paralytic. The brothers have all been driven back to Shandong. The old lady Cao's natal family is probably not close to her because of the original plan to fight for property. Who is this man who comes to the door?
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Miss Jun asked casually, and Liu'er called the person over with a chicken feather as a command arrow.
This manager named Gao, who is nearly fifty years old, is not the manager of the family, but the manager of the bank account.
"What are your orders from Miss Jun?" He asked respectfully, obviously knowing Miss Jun's rules in the Fang family. He did not call Miss Jun, but called Miss Jun like the rest of the family.
Miss Jun originally had nothing to ask, but when she heard that he was Deshengchang's manager, she changed her mind.
"Is there Deshengchang bank accounts in both the north and the south?" she asked.
Miss Jun actually intervenes in business, which is different from what everyone said, the senior executive thought in his heart, and naturally didn't show it on his face.
"Yes." He replied respectfully and carefully, "The ticket number is for the convenience of trade, so wherever the business can be done, we...our ticket number will be opened."
After all, it was the first time that a senior executive met Miss Jun, and he almost broke the rules.
Although many people are eager to marry us with Deshengchang, Miss Jun is definitely not willing to do so. If we discuss us with her, we might get spat in the face.
Miss Jun seemed to be deep in thought and did not notice his little slip of the tongue.
"Is there one in the capital, too?" she asked.
"Of course there are in the capital," the senior executive said with a smile.
He didn't dare to look directly at the young lady, his eyes were half lowered, and he happened to see the young lady's hands in front of her. Her hands were blocked by her wide sleeves, so he couldn't see her inner movements. In his ears, he could hear the young lady's soft and gentle voice.
A somewhat curious voice fell.
"Jingcheng, has anything interesting happened recently?"
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The two maids stopped, and the one who greeted them pointed in one direction.
"Miss Jun and the senior management are in the pavilion." She whispered.
There is a small garden at the separation between the outer courtyard and the inner courtyard. A shallow water was diverted and a small pavilion was built, decorated with flowers, plants, birds and fish. But now that it is winter, the flowers, plants, birds and fish are not around, so the small pavilion is arranged as a warm pavilion and decorated with flowers, birds and fish.
They surrounded and burned the earth dragon for the stewards and entourage of the visitors who were waiting for a reply to rest.
At this time, Miss Jun and the senior management were sitting across from each other and talking.
"Oh, I saw that right, Miss Jun is smiling." A servant girl said, looking surprised.
Miss Jun had never bothered to take a second look at anyone in the Fang family when she met them in the past. In her eyes, the senior manager, a manager from an outside office, must be even more despicable.
"You're quite capable of being a high-ranking executive. You actually made Miss Jun so happy." Another maid said.
The two of them continued to walk quickly towards this side.
The senior executive reached out to pick up the tea on the low table and moistened his throat.
"Then what?" Liu'er, who was standing behind Miss Jun, asked hurriedly, "Did they really write it?"
The senior executive took a sip of tea.
"I've written it. Four talented people have come." He said with a smile, "I wrote two full pages of notes about the pig butcher's fun around the fire on a snowy night."
Liu'er chuckled and pouted again.
"It's really insulting to politeness," she said.
"You're selling bad writing." Miss Jun said with a smile, "Everyone can enjoy themselves."
"Miss, you're right, that's the title." The senior executive complimented, with a trace of surprise in his eyes.
This Miss Jun actually said correctly what people in the capital call this kind of thing, and she didn't make such a fuss like the little girl. She seemed to know about it.
Miss Jun likes to associate with the ladies from the official families in the city, probably because of what they said.
"Is there anything else strange?" Miss Jun asked, reaching out to pick up the teacup and holding it tightly, with some casualness, "For example, what's new in the palace?"
In the palace?
These ladies probably also like to discuss royal matters when they get together, but the emperor, who has only been on the throne for three years, is involved in some secret matters, so he is not allowed to discuss them at will.
This Miss Jun is also an idiot and has caused a lot of trouble.
The senior executive looked like he was thinking
"What's new in the affairs of the imperial court?" He looked like he couldn't think of anything. "Anyway, there are officials coming and going. We who do business don't care about that, and the officials don't have anything to do with us."
It would be difficult for business people not to deal with officials.
Miss Jun pursed her lips and took a sip of tea without revealing the words of the senior executive.
"Then Prince Huai's Mansion..." she said slowly.
Before he finished speaking, the senior executive couldn't help shaking his hands, and the tea cup was put down on the low table. Fortunately, the tea had been finished and no piece of it was spilled.
Miss Jun stopped talking, and the two servants stood outside the pavilion.
"Miss Jun, the old lady is waiting for the senior management to reconcile the accounts." A maid said.
The senior executives got up busy.
"Miss Jun, look, I'm going to answer the old lady's question first," he said with a smile.
Miss Jun smiled and nodded.
"Business matters, you go ahead." She said.
A look of surprise flashed on the faces of the maid and the senior manager, but they said nothing and bowed and walked away.
After walking out for a while, the senior executive couldn't help but look back and saw Miss Jun still sitting in the pavilion.
"Miss Jun has a very good temper." He couldn't help but say.
The two maids snorted.
"You've only met a few times." They said angrily.
The senior executive laughed.
"Although it is said that people's hearts are revealed over time, but some people's temperaments can be known just once they meet them." He said, "Not to mention anything else, Miss Jun is very calm."
Calm?
If you were really calm, you wouldn't hang yourself.
The servants sneered.
"You don't need to be obedient when you're not in front of Miss Jun." They said, "Hurry up, the old lady and the eldest lady are waiting for you."
Old Mrs. Fang was waiting for the executive to talk about business matters, but now the first thing people in the room asked was what Miss Jun said to him.
The senior executive carefully recounted the conversation between the two of them exactly as it was.
"Hear what's happening in the capital?" Mrs. Fang said, looking at Mrs. Fang, "Are you too bored at home?"
Mrs. Fang frowned, and Fang Jinxiu, who was standing beside her, snorted.
"After all this, she still plans to show off in front of those young ladies." She said, "I'm really impressed by her face."
The young officials and ladies in Yangcheng have nothing to do, and not many of them really understand poetry and painting. They gather together and say they are talking about poetry and painting, but in fact most of them are talking about everything. Miss Jun has always been unwilling to be second to others, and she wants to match Mr. Ning Shi.
You have to be the first to do everything, and you must ask for more information to talk about, so as not to be unable to answer what others have to say.
"If she really goes out again, it means she has really thought about it." Mrs. Fang said, "This is a good thing. It is better than being depressed for the rest of your life."
Fang Yuxiu also nodded.
"Yes, Miss Jun is so capable of taking things and putting them down that we all admire her," she said in a soft voice.
Fang Yunxiu burst out laughing, but hurriedly held it back and hit her with his arm.
Mrs. Fang opened her eyes and saw that the senior management was about to speak but hesitated.
"What else did she ask?" she asked.
The senior executive glanced at the room. Mrs. Fang understood and asked the servants to take the girls out.
"It's not surprising that young ladies like to talk about new things." The senior executive said after careful consideration, "It's just that there are some things that you can talk about and some things that you dare not talk about. Young people don't know what to do, and they will regret it if they are caught.
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"Second Master Gao, please just say what you want without lecturing us." Fang Jinxiu said, "What did she ask that she shouldn't have asked?"
"I think the interesting things Miss Jun wants to ask about are not just interesting things about the capital. She actually wants to ask about the royal family." The senior executive said, with a hint of solemnity on his usually smiling face, "Big boss, you also want to ask about the interesting things."
You know, royal affairs nowadays are not something we can talk about as fun things."
The emperor of the Zhou dynasty who has been in power for a hundred years and has inherited the unification to this day is the first prince to ascend the throne to replace the prince who has an heir. Three years ago, the ministers who were killed by the royal guards and the imperial staff outside the palace gate were discussing royal affairs. The blood on the ground has not yet been washed away.