Chief don't slap in the face

Even though he was an enemy, at this moment, Xia Ye looked at Cao Daoyun and wanted to praise him, this lady of the Cao family is so courageous.

"She bought so much white paper, probably for research?"

Song Guo muttered.

"Research casually, if you can deduce the papermaking process, I will lose!"

Xia Ye is still very confident about this.

"Chief, what an offense on the street before!"

After the deal was concluded, Cao Daoyun breathed a sigh of relief and apologized.

"what?"

The guests were stunned again. Because Cao Daoyun is talented, unparalleled in appearance, and distinguished in status, and has many suitors, all of whom are top dignitaries, she is also extremely proud of her temper.

Only men have always been deflated, and I haven't heard of her humiliating anyone!

"It was just a misunderstanding, no one made a mistake!"

Xia Ye avoided it, and his words were friendly, but there was a red alarm in his heart. This kind of enemy who can bend and stretch is the most terrifying, because you don't know when, the other party will give you a knife.

"Since this is the case, I want to buy two hundred sheets of summer paper every month. If the output is sufficient, I hope this number can be raised!"

Cao Daoyun stated his purpose.

Whoa!

The guests were shocked. They were all young people. Although they were not short of money, they did not earn it themselves. Now that they saw Xia Ye, he had already sealed a deal of [-] knives in just a few minutes, and there will be more in the future. Increase, their eyes suddenly became envious and jealous.

Even if Xia Ye is a pariah, he is also a pariah who can make more money than himself. That kind of sense of success cannot be brought by status.

"Sorry, making summer paper is too difficult!"

Xia Ye sighed.

"Hmph, you must be playing tricks!"

Cao Daoyun sneered, if this kind of white paper is valuable, the other party will keep it carefully, instead of letting a little girl hold it, and then look at how the little girl named Songguo writes, the big blanks are wasted, you Tell me it's worth it?Who believes it?

"Are you stupid? How can you refuse such a good opportunity? Find people if you are short of people, and find materials if you are short of materials. In short, expand production as soon as possible!"

Wei Ziyun lectured like a little adult, she felt that as long as there is an opportunity to make money, she must not let it go.

"I try my best!"

Xia Ye is perfunctory.

"I want ten!"

"Give me twenty, please?"

"I want ten too!"

The guests haven't figured out how to deal with this kind of summer paper yet. When they see Cao Daoyun buying it, they should buy some first. After all, everyone can afford thousands of knives and coins. The reality is the thin bone spirit.

"Sorry, the production of summer paper is too small!"

Xia Ye declined.

"As the young patriarch of the Acropolis, can I have more shares? How about five hundred?"

Wei Ziluo teased: "Don't worry, there will be no less than [-] knives!"

Xia Ye paused and nodded.

"Okay, the young patriarch and I hit it off right away, and I'll give you a [-]% discount!"

Hearing this, Cao Daoyun's face was not very good-looking.

"Oye, another big profit!"

Song Guo smiled, not to mention a [-]% discount, even a [-]% discount is profitable. The materials for papermaking are abundant in the wilderness. If you cut them casually, all you need is labor and time.

Mo Wuheng was not surprised, she had already guessed the result.

"Hey, didn't you just say that the output was low?"

One of the guests was upset, and as soon as he finished complaining, he was pulled over by his companion.

"Come on, don't insult yourself, people just think you don't buy enough and are too lazy to do this business!"

Among these guests, there are also some sensible people.

"Sorry, the production of summer paper is really not much. If you don't dislike it, everyone present, I will give you two as a gift, as an apology!"

After Xia Ye finished speaking, Song Guo called Yi Liwei up and distributed papers to everyone.

This time, everyone touched the summer paper, and everyone put it away carefully, and no one wanted to origami, and some even worried that rolling it would hurt the paper, so they unfolded it and held it.

"Xia Ye, I, Gongshu, want to buy a thousand copies!"

Gongshuyu and Gongshubing spoke in unison, and because they were worried that Xia Ye would refuse, they added the word "Gongshushi" as a deterrent.

"Gone!"

Xia Ye's words were concise and to the point, and he didn't even bother to perfunctory.

"what do you mean?"

Gongshubing's anger surfaced.

"We won't miss you a knife coin!"

Gong Shuyu frowned, and looked at Mo Wuheng: "My public loser's financial resources are not inferior to the Mo family's!"

"Really? It's a pity that Mo Wuheng also contributed to the paper making. I think she definitely doesn't want to sell it to you public losers!"

Xia Ye refused very simply.

"interesting!"

Cao Daoyun was a little surprised. Like the public loser and the Mohists, the average person's choice is to not offend either, but this one is good, directly blocking the way of the public loser.

"Xia Ye, think twice!"

Wei Ziluo would never have said such things before, but Xia Zhi's business brought the relationship closer.