The younger brother of the Red Chamber is a fighter

The manager said in tears: "Since the end of last year, our family's business has been squeezed out by other families. In the cargo hold, there are fewer helpers in the past. That's all, we can save enough people for our own use. But it will open this spring." After leaving the warehouse, the notes in the warehouse are either sick today, or they will ask for leave tomorrow. If they are allowed, they will take care of the affairs of the library every now and then. It’s just normal, thinking about getting rid of those two quarrelsome people, you have to restrain yourself, but who knows, after doing this, those villains took advantage of the situation and started acting strange.”

Song Qingming's face was dark, and he didn't make a sound when he heard the steward's crying.

The person in charge panicked, quickly lowered his head and didn't dare to steal a look, he just gritted his teeth and showed his heart: "Master, you must be disappointed in me, I have no face to tell you!"

Song Wenning said: "Boss Fu, you are also an old man in the family. You have been with the grandfather for 20 years, don't you know the temperament of the grandfather, how can you not even answer this question?"

The person in charge showed a wry smile: "Fourth Master Ning doesn't know, I should sue my grandfather about ethics, but these years, my grandfather doesn't often come to take care of the following matters, my old face can't make my grandfather feel at ease, so how can I dare to come here?" Disturbing the Grandpa's peace. I dare not hide it, wouldn't that be a disappointment to the Grandpa's grace for me?"

Song Wenning understood it as soon as he heard it, and glanced in Song Qingming's direction, before asking: "Is the person in charge of the cargo space, Brother Zhang from the Erbo's family?"

The person in charge hurriedly said: "It's Zhang Erye. Those who remember things leave one after another. I don't dare to be alone. I first reported to Er Ye and asked for his reply before I dare to do anything."

"What kind of regulations is Brother Zhang, I want to listen to it carefully!" Song Qingming snorted coldly, his voice was so cold that the steward's heart trembled again.Xindao: The affairs of the master's family, once mixed, will inevitably peel off, after all, I dare not take the blame by myself.

"The second master said, let him go as long as he wants to go. Our family can't indulge these people. Don't say that we want to go. We get along with these people on weekdays and find the wrong place to send them away. Go, show them something great. The second master said that they will not enjoy the blessings of our family, and sooner or later, let them kneel and beg to lead our family's errands." The head of the steward lowered his chest and said angrily: "Seven or eight people left. I saw that the warehouse could not be managed, but no one was willing to come outside, so I wondered if I should ask the grandfather for advice. You have gone through a big storm, and if you have a little My son's inspiration fell on us, and we can also handle this job well. But the second master said that our family does not need to support those idlers, and pick a few flexible ones from the long-term workers. This one is in charge of tea, the other is in charge of silk, and the other is Taking care of the porcelain... In this way, it not only saves the money for keeping records, but also does not make these long-term workers lazy. Because most of these long-term workers are illiterate, no one writes or marks on the cards, and it is only passed on by word of mouth."

Song Qingming was trembling with anger.Song Wenning yelled angrily: "It's ridiculous! I've never seen that big family ask some illiterate long-term workers to check the numbers in order to save money and don't need to keep notes. Shopkeeper Fu, are you also in a daze?"

Song Qingming scolded repeatedly: "Idiot! Idiot! Old Fu, you are old! You really deserve me!" The more he said, the angrier he became, and he kicked the manager to the side.

The steward was so heartbroken that he was in so much pain that he didn't dare to cry out. He just kowtowed to the ground with tears streaming down his face: "Master, Master, it's my fault. Even if you kill me now, I won't be wronged. It's just If we can’t manage things like this in the cargo hold, there will be chaos!”

"You still have me in your heart? Do you still have the cargo space? You don't have to coax me, where is that beast? Bring it to me quickly!" The steward was crying and trembling on the ground, and the crutch in Song Qingming's hand was on the ground. He stomped a few times: "Hurry up!"

Seeing that he was very angry, Song Wenning hurried over to stroke his back, patted his chest, and rubbed him: "Don't be angry, the second brother must have been instigated by someone, otherwise he would not come up with such an idea. You wait for him to come and ask carefully." Just ask."

"Who instigated him, even if someone really instigated him, he must have this heart! I don't care about it every day. Now that the family is in such a difficult situation, he doesn't talk about sharing the family's worries, but the whole family is in chaos. It can be seen that on weekdays when people say that he is not good enough, they are not lying, but I actually believed in the wrong person!"

Song Qingming was full of sadness: "If your second master doesn't know, just pay it back. If you know, I..." He sighed wearily, and didn't continue. "

The atmosphere was so dull that it was a bit embarrassing. This was originally the Song family's housework, and Lin Mingyu should avoid it.But Song Qingming didn't know what the intention was, when he moved to the director's room, he also greeted him so that the master and servant of the Lin family could follow him.

Lin Mingyu watched quietly, and everyone in the room fell into silence.Fortunately, it didn't take long for the shopkeeper Fu to lead a group of people here in a hurry.

Outside the door, a group of servants and stewards stopped, and the young man who was surrounded walked in.When Lin Mingyu looked at him, he saw that he was wearing lake blue high-quality brocade clothes, white satin trousers were wrapped in white silk trousers, and his long, thin and straight legs were gathered in black silk shoes with soft soles. Dark flower sweat scarf, with a round oriental bead on the head, and the twisted silk crown is placed on the top of the black hair.The face is like powder, thin lips with a smile, such a romantic appearance.

Song Wenwen saw that his grandfather and brothers were all present in the hall. Although he didn't know why the grandfather summoned him when he came, but seeing that he was not smiling, he had the confidence to be doting on him in the past, and for a while he couldn't help but speak softly and flatteringly. Ann please.

"Grandfather, why did you come here today? No one needs to know me. I have to go and say hello to you so that you can rest assured. You are here waiting for me for nothing, but I should call."

In the past, Song Qingming would calm down even if he was angry when he said a few words like this in the past.But today he only stared at him with a pair of eagle-like fierce eyes, Song Wenwen was a little scared at the moment, and the sloppy look in his expression restrained a little.

"Ning'er, you didn't go to school today? My brother is really happy to hear from my father that you have improved a lot in your homework. You should come here more often, talk to him more, and get closer."

Song Wenwen's original intention was to talk about it from Song Wenning, and if the old man was happy, he would be fine.I didn't expect that it would be better if I didn't talk about it. When I asked Song Wenning to get closer to him, Song Qingming, who was next to me, who was so upset, became even more furious.

"Sinister, don't kneel down for me! With you as a bastard, my hard-working foundation, Song Qingming, will be ruined. If you still teach my good brother Ning to the ground, I will smash your mouth first!"

Song Wenwen was taken aback, his legs were limp, and he knelt down in a panic: "Master, what's wrong with me? Why are you so angry?"

"You still have the guts to ask, let's see what you're doing!" Song Qingming threw all the ledger and cards at him.Song Wenwen didn't dare to dodge, the corner of his eye was smashed hard, and after a while, a thread of blood soaked out.

"This..." Song Wenwen picked it up and looked at it quickly: "Isn't this the account book of the cargo hold? There are records for every day in and out, but who has messed with my cargo? Which bastard has a short life? Catch it, kill it to vent your anger on the grandfather!"

He became angry, straightened his body, and turned around to order Fu Fu: "Old Fu, what are you doing? You don't know that something like this happened, and you let my grandfather worry about it. It's useless." What can our family do with you? Hurry up and get him and let my grandfather vent his anger. What if the old man gets angry?"

As he said that, he pushed his feet hard and got up to give Song Qingming a smooth ride.

Lin Mingyu watched from the side, not knowing whether to call this person stupid or pretend to be stupid.

Obviously, Song Qingming is not stupid, and he is not so easily fooled.He could pinch the words between his eyebrows, and he forgot to restrain his voice when he spoke: "Kneel! Who told you to get up, you bastard!"

His voice was like thunder, shaking Song Wenwen's half-raised body down again.This time, he knocked on the bone, and Song Wenwen writhed his tongue in pain, crying out in pain.

"Brother Zhang, you are fooling me! If you want to talk about useless things, you are this useless thing. Tell me, how did you guarantee it when you asked your father for this job? Now, the cargo hold What kind of management has you managed here? Who allowed you to drive away the memorizers? Who allowed you to let the long-time workers get the right cards? Who allowed you to change the rules of the paired cards without authorization? You, who allowed you to make your own decisions, and this happened Do you want to hide something big? Who gave you the guts!"

Song Wenwen was dizzy from the crackling questions, but he was still unconvinced, and squinted at Manager Fu, "Old Fu, didn't you explain the cause and effect of the matter to Grandfather? — Grandfather, you don't know, those records My heart has long since left our house, and I just want to climb higher branches. Look at how much money I saved for the family by driving away these moths. This pair of cards has been blended back and forth, and it is nothing more than an extra word. Counting and handing over the numbers is not to save time and effort, and it is fine in the cargo hold. There is a villain with a screwdriver behind my back who says that I am bad and that I am not righteous. , but also to prevent them from underestimating the rules of the family and thinking that it is easy to fool around!"

"You, you, you, really, rotten wood can't be carved!" Song Qingming was extremely angry. He didn't expect that Song Wenwen still didn't understand what was wrong. He regretted how blind and deaf he was before, and sent such an idiot. Although the cargo hold is such an important place, what do those people outside think of it? Isn't such a weak Song family sent to his door to teach others to bully him?

Song Wenning couldn't bear to listen to it or watch it anymore. Seeing that Song Qingming was not talking and his second brother had an expression of feeling wronged, he felt deeply ashamed.After Song Wenning said it in such detail, the expression on Song Wenwen's face was wonderful.White turned red, red turned black, and finally turned pale with a frail and romantic peach blossom face, trembling, begging sadly: "Master, I, I didn't know it would become like this, I thought..."

"Okay, I don't want to hear it anymore." Song Qingming didn't have any patience with him: "You go down. Go back to your own yard, so you don't have to come out to embarrass yourself. Tell me to send two experienced people to watch You, the members of the Song family, don't say that the family business cannot be lost, and you can't make a fool out of someone with a mallet, so you can do it yourself!"

"No, my lord, I, I was wrong, I can learn, I will study hard, you give me another chance. I must take good care of the cargo hold!"

"Opportunity?" Song Qingming sneered: "Forget it, I can't count on you, don't let my old bones grow old and I have to come out to clean up the mess. You don't talk anymore, just keep your own legs, that is filial piety me."

Song Wenwen left weeping, like a play, it came and ended very lively.Song Qingming's heart was more bitter than his face.Song Wenwen was so stupid, obviously he didn't intend to harm his family, but instead of feeling relieved, he felt even more heavy.

If Song Wenwen is such an idiot that he loves him, if no one helps to cover it up, how can he not doubt it?If the second child didn't mention it, how could he agree to hand over the management of the cargo space to him?

Take precautions against everything, house thieves are hard to guard against.Song Qingming's heart trembled, and he said to Lin Mingyu: "Nephew, our plan may change, follow me to the boathouse!"