Heroines

Weaving together makes Yu Hesang so uncomfortable.

Xia Yuhe is not her own mother, and she is too strict with her, but when she is loving, when she is treated as the real Xia Ziwei... Wuying really wants to, really wants to treat her as her real mother.

Xiang Luo didn't know when he had quietly retreated, and there were only Xia's mother and daughter in the hall.

Wuying knelt down on the ground, slowly resting her face in Xia Yuhe's hand that was covered with a veil.That kind of warm temperature, representing the touch of love and sincere care, easily made Wuying's tears run dry.

"Mother..." She choked up, "I'm sorry..."

After a long while, warm palms were pulled out, covering Wuying's head lightly, and stroking along Wuying's loose long hair.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Xia Yuhe laughed lowly, "Ziwei, you have to remember—no matter what happens, everything mother does is for you! For you to keep everything in the future, for your future happiness, open and aboveboard Yes, living in front of everyone... No matter what mother does, she will do it willingly."

Wuying's tears flowed even more fiercely, "But... Mom, I don't want to do this."

"Oh? Ziwei..."

Wuying interrupted her, "Mother, I don't want this kind of happiness. Using it will make me feel guilty and painful. ——That is definitely not happiness, and happiness does not need to be exchanged with the person closest to me. "

"Ziwei has grown up..." Warm palms pressed against Wuying's long hair, brushing gently.

Wuying shook her head in her heart.No no no, I'm just selfish.As I said, I don't want this heavy so-called happiness, real happiness, as a mother, how can you be excluded?

After that, Xia Yuhe insisted on letting Wuying go back to her room.And Wuying went back to the room, and cried in silence all night, even Xiao Jinsuo, who she always liked to tease, was pushed away by her far away, and she was not allowed to approach her room door.

"That silk shop is bound to lose money—Jinan is not a place rich in silk, and the supply of goods needs to be imported from Suzhou and Hangzhou. Whether it is by water or land, it will inevitably cost a lot. The cost of ships must be obtained from huge funds, or a large batch at once. Purchase goods to earn enough income to sell goods."

"Grandpa is inferior in terms of funds, and when the family separated this shop, it was determined that this shop would not last long. ——Look at the entries in these books, it is showing that the sum of the surpluses of other shops every year , part of it needs to be distributed to fill the loopholes in the silk shop—hmph, if you want to keep it from being delayed, it's already too big to lose!"

In the study, Xiang Luo and Wan Yu checked the account book with an abacus, and discussed with Wu Ying with the account book in one hand. Idioms can not help but smile.

Although Wuying has no education, fortunately, in the previous life, she was forced out of economic awareness by that person, and coupled with the hard-fought TV education, she has a natural sensitivity to numbers and money. It seems that they are all recent studies, but this does not prevent her from doing income analysis and settlement-verbal.

Xiang Luo said: "The most important thing now is whether to recognize the old man's handwriting in the hands of the head of the silk shop?"

The so-called old man's handwriting was the evidence of the shop robbery that the silk shop manager had when he was making trouble.The old man wrote in a note: X years after the old man passed away, the shop will be handed over to X, the supervisor of the silk shop.The signature, seal, and fingerprint of the old man below are all in place. The signature, seal, and fingerprint of the supervisor of the silk shop, together with the signature, seal, and fingerprint of the guarantor, are complete.

however……

Wuying raised the corners of her lips, tapped lightly with her slender and fair fingers on the table, and said with a smile: "Admit it? - Of course I have to admit it! I'm still afraid, the troublemaker Don't admit it again!"

——Look at that piece of paper, there is another sentence in the agreement, which can be summed up as——

The silk shop has an annual surplus of XXXXXX taels of silver, of which XXXXXX is used for the operation of the shop, and the difference in surplus cannot be less than XXXXX taels of silver...

Xiang Luo's eyes lit up, and Wan Yu, who leaned over to look at him, let out a laugh, "No wonder the young lady said that if anyone who reads the handwriting should memorize the content, if they study it carefully, they will be able to learn from it." I found a big problem between the lines!"

Wuying clapped her hands together, and said with a high-spirited smile: "That's why——we have to ruthlessly—check, account, ah!"

——In such a big shop, how dare the little supervisor swallow the kindness secretly given by the old man over the years, and at the same time "take a letter with his hand to impress the owner"?

Let's see if she doesn't check up and turn the world upside down, and let the executive who eats inside and out spit out the money that shouldn't be swallowed again!

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[Pseudo-change, correct the typo!I saw several typos at once... ╮(╯▽╰)╭】

When the manager of the silk shop came to make trouble again, Wuying had been waiting for a long time.

The general manager is in his forties, with a belly of a general who looks like he is five months pregnant. He looks a bit rich and kind, but the unconcealable triumph in his eyes really makes people sick.

He seemed to be convinced that Xia Yuhe's mother and daughter had no power to fight back, and they didn't have much HP. It was estimated that they were not even at the same level of combat power—no, the boy who greeted the door had a vaguely angry look on his face, holding back The man greeted him into the front hall, and the steward was quite flattered. He raised his foot and was about to go to the seat where there was no one else, and he was about to sit down, and he was still yelling: "Come on! Why don't you serve tea—— —”

"Director Cui has a great posture!"

Xiangluo Wanyu's two maidservants, one on the left and one on the right, accompanied by Wuying, who was leading the way, came towards them.

Wuying sneered disdainfully, and yelled at the servants around: "Uninformed things! Next time, you can hear clearly whether it is a human voice or a dog barking outside the door, and then see if you want to let it in! ——My Xia family , is not a place where cats and dogs can come in and out casually!"

The manager babbled, trying to reprimand the "young and ignorant" Xia Ziwei about respecting the old and loving the young.But Wuying's scrambling for white, coupled with a burst of sarcasm and sarcasm, his fair and rich fleshy round face suddenly showed a very embarrassing and hot expression-anger!

At this time, Wuying seemed to have just seen him, and pretended to be surprised, let out a low cry, raised her sleeves and covered her lips slightly, and said apologetically, "Ah, it's Manager Cui." He motioned for the chief seat to step down and take a position a little farther away, "Since Grandpa had valued so much Chief Cui, tell me, why did you come here so quietly? Otherwise, those servants would be nothing more than cats and dogs." People like him have to be sent far away."

Manager Cui blushed, and cursed secretly in his heart, I'm already arrogant enough, isn't it?Nima, you pretended to be okay as soon as you came, and pointed at your servants and scolded Huai, you, you, you!Nima... What do you want me to do? !

Even Wanyu couldn't help smiling when she heard Wuying's incoherent remarks, and thanks to Xiangluo's good cultivation, she couldn't help the laughter in her stomach.On the other hand, Wuying was fine, as if what she said was nothing more than "the weather is so nice today".

Director Cui didn't move—he couldn't move!Nima, he came this time to give Xia Ziwei, who is about to start her career, a big blow. If she sat on the lower head of a young girl, she would still be so far away, and she would definitely sit on the bench Say it!In the end, it is still uncertain who will give off power to whom!

Director Cui coughed lightly, then clicked his mouth, his stomach was brewing with rhetoric.After a while, he opened his mouth and said, "Niece Xia—"

Relying on the fact that he was an old man in front of Mr. Xia, he made an extra life for himself in front of Wu Ying.Little did she know that Wuying's most annoying thing was to randomly seek out relatives, and then use the name of her unfounded relatives to do nasty things that disgusted her.

...Niece, your sister!Who are you related to?

Under the sleeve of the robe, Wuying stretched out a finger and moved it slightly. Several servants who were waiting not far away immediately came over and stood behind Wuying.Seeing this, Director Cui immediately got stuck, his voice was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't speak clearly.

Wuying's smile was quite connotative, "Director Cui? Director Cui?" She waved her white and smooth little hand away again, pointing to the seat that represented insult in the eyes of Director Cui, "Please sit down."

This fucker... who dare not sit down?

So... in the first confrontation, Cui Guanguan was weak, and Wuying won.

Originally, Director Cui had made preparations today, and it wasn't so hard that he was forced to walk away by a little Wuying's neck. ——But who made Xia Yuhe and her daughter orphans and widows?If you come to collect debts and suspects, you already have the suspicion of bullying orphans and widowed mothers. Even if they are not famous, they are still serious, and they are the daughter and granddaughter of the famous Mr. Xia Zhiru.

Ever since, in front of the entrance hall of the Xia Mansion, Wu Ying secretly sent someone to use these reasons to keep the people brought by Manager Cui away from the door, and let Manager Cui in alone.No matter how fierce this middle-aged fat man is, she Wuying will also pull out his minions and make him kneel down and beg for mercy!

The servants served the tea in silence, and left in silence.Wuying and Manager Cui drank tea in silence, put down the teacup in silence, and played with their fingers.

Director Cui thought to himself: This girl, hold your breath, don't underestimate her!

Wuying kept her head silent: You're a fat man, treat my old lady so I won't play you to death!

After a long while, Manager Cui felt that it was not nutritious to go on like this, so after deliberating for a while, he decided to take the lead.But this time...he didn't dare to casually marry her.