Changsun Chong glanced at Lao Fu and said angrily: "You old dog, do you have the right to speak here? You are such a small servant, so unruly. If I were Du He, I would have beaten you up and thrown you away.
out."
In this strict hierarchical society, servants like Lao Fu, whose true status is actually slaves, are one level lower than ordinary people. If they suddenly jump out to refute Changsun Chong, no wonder Changsun Chong would become angry.
In fact, Lao Fu has been following Du He for a long time, and he has unknowingly developed the habit of criticizing others.
Hearing this, the old man quickly lowered his head and did not dare to speak.
Snapped.
Du He raised his teacup and slammed it down on the table.
He raised his head and stared at Changsun Chong with cold eyes.
Du He said coldly: "Master Changsun, this is Banshan College, not your Sikong Mansion... so there are not so many rules."
Changsun Chong felt nervous when he was stared at by Du He, so he said with a guilty conscience: "This... well, since you said so, I won't care about this matter."
His attitude was still condescending.
"Humph, don't worry about it? Nothing in the world is so cheap...I apologize to the old man." Du He's voice became colder and colder, leaving no room for negotiation.
What?
Changsun Chong stood up in surprise: "Du He, did you make a mistake...you asked me to apologize to a servant? Are you crazy?"
He even thought he heard wrongly.
Du He said: "First of all, Lao Fu is not what you call a servant. He was originally the steward of the Duke of Lai Kingdom. He is also a person of rank. Now he is the director of my Fantasy Group's Magic Farm. He has many subordinates.
Thousands of people... Secondly, in my dream group, everyone is born equal. Among people, there are only differences between seniority and youth, and only differences in positions, but in terms of personality, everyone is equal...
...Since you are here, you should abide by the rules of Dream Group, and now, apologize to the old man."
Changsun Chong was so dizzy being surrounded by Du He that he said angrily: "It's impossible."
"Old man, see you off, this business is out of the question!"
Du He stood up and said slowly.
Changsun Chong became anxious when he heard this.
Cooperating with Dream Group is related to the eldest son's family's plan to make a fortune.
If this goes wrong, a huge amount of money will be lost.
He hurriedly said: "Du He, calm down... isn't it just an apology? I'll just apologize."
With that said, he hurriedly said to Lao Fu: "Old Fu, I was reckless just now."
Snapped.
Du He slapped the table: "With your nostrils turned upward, is this an apology?"
Changsun Chong gritted his teeth, lowered his head, bent down, and said, "Old Fu, it was my fault just now."
The old man chuckled and said, "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter!"
He has lived for most of his life. In the past, when he met people like Changsun Chong, he had to grovel. He never thought that one day, he would be able to make Changsun Chong bend down and bow his head to him. Just like this, he could show off for a lifetime.
Changsun rushed back and asked, "Is it okay?"
Du He smiled and said: "That's pretty much it... Mr. Changsun, let's continue talking about what happened just now. I mean the same thing as Lao Fu about this matter. It's impossible..."
What?
Changsun Chong immediately became angry.
He thought that after he apologized, Du He would have a good talk with him, but he didn't know that he just dismissed it with one sentence.
"Du He, you...have you thought clearly?"
"My eldest son, do your eldest son's family think I'm a fool? One penny for a briquette, and you changed hands for three pennies, so why don't I sell it myself." Du He showed a joking smile.
Changsun Chong shook his head: "You don't understand... Nowadays, all the people in Chang'an only recognize the briquettes of our Changsun family. Even other big households rely on our Changsun family to survive... Of course, if you think the price is low,
, we can talk again, now, let’s all give up our identities, you are not the Marquis of Huyi County, and I am not the man of Yunping County, just treat it as an ordinary businessman, what do you think?”
"One penny, that's impossible. Mr. Changsun, please give me another price." Du He said with a smile.
Changsun Chong thought for a while and said seriously: "Two cents, what do you think?"
"make a deal!"
Snapped.
Du He slapped the table and said happily.
The eldest grandson was suddenly stunned.
He never expected that Du He would agree so readily.
"Is what you said true?"
"Of course, a gentleman's words are hard to follow," Du He said.
"For two cents each, you must send the briquettes to Chang'an City."
"no problem."
Du He agreed without hesitation.
Changsun Chong stood up quickly, rubbed his hands, and said: "In that case, let's make a contract. It's empty talk. What do you think?"
"Of course, this young master has always been in the spirit of contract. I will serve you with pen and ink."
The old man hurriedly prepared pen, ink, paper and inkstone.
Swish swish swish.
Duhe quickly wrote down two contracts.
The content of the contract is very simple: Dream Group will sell briquettes to Sikong Mansion at a price of one penny per briquette, and all the briquettes will be delivered to Chang'an City.
Changsun Chong saw it and was so happy that he took the lead in signing his name and pressing his fingerprints.
He felt like he was in a dream.
It wasn't until Du He also signed and fingerprinted that he felt that all this was true.
"Du He, in this way, you and I will be able to settle our old feud. From now on, we will be friends... Don't worry, if you follow our Changsun family, we won't treat you badly." Changsun Chong said proudly, then turned and left.
.
The old man came up and said, "Master, have we suffered a big loss?"
"Fortunately, it's not too big!" Du He said expressionlessly.
After a short time, many people in Dream Group knew that Du He had signed a contract with Chang Sun Chong. They were very confused and came to see Du He one by one, but Du He had already gone out.
…
"Dad, we really got a big deal this time... Du He, a big fool, let us make a penny from a briquette. Haha, you don't know, his Lantian coal mine has mountains of briquettes.
By then, we will be able to make a lot of money..." Returning to Sikong Mansion, the eldest grandson was beaming with joy and couldn't help himself.
Changsun Wuji frowned and said: "Du He, this kid, has always been unwilling to leave early without any benefit. This time he agreed so readily. Is there some conspiracy behind it?"
Changsun Chong smiled disdainfully and said: "Dad, you are worrying too much. Du He actually knows that the briquettes in Chang'an City are now controlled by our Changsun family. The common people only recognize our briquettes. Even if Dream Group sells briquettes,
The business is definitely not as good as ours... And his Dream Group has piles of briquettes. If you don't sell so many briquettes during the winter, you won't be able to sell them when spring comes. When it rains a few times, the briquettes will be gone.
But it turned into clay... and the loss was all in vain!"
Changsun Wuji thought for a while and nodded: "Chong'er, you have grown up... Who said that Du He is the only young talent? My son also has peerless talent."