[Qi Xie] Si Wu Xie

When Zhang Qishan entered the door, he saw the wide open window and Wu Xie by the window.

Wu Xie was inevitably a little panicked, he didn't lock the door, and he didn't know how much Zhang Qishan had heard.And Wu Xie's momentary panic was a guilty conscience in Zhang Qishan's eyes.

Zhang Qishan walked quickly to the window, looked down and in the distance, but there was no one.Zhang Qishan's face turned black, and he said, "Who was it just now, and who were you talking to?"

"I'm talking to myself." It was impossible for Wu Xie to explain the mobile phone to Zhang Qishan. In this era, telephones are rare.Wu Xie's unexplainable avoidance made Zhang Qishan look at Wohuo.

Zhang Qishan closed the window and approached Wu Xie step by step. Wu Xie also knew that something was wrong. Zhang Qishan said: "Zhang Wuxie, I don't care what you want to do. You are in Changsha now. You better not let me find out what happened just now. who?"

Zhang Qishan clenched his fists and slammed on the window sill, saying: "From now on, you are not allowed to leave Zhang's mansion." After Zhang Qishan strode out of Wu Xie's room, the sound of closing the door resounded.

Wu Xie dug out the mobile phone stuck in the quilt, held the mobile phone, and sat on the bed without sleep all night, Zhang Qishan didn't go back to the bedroom, and sat in the study all night.

Sitting on the bed, Wu Xie was a little dazed. He heard the sound of the car's engine. Zhang Qishan went out. As a result of sitting all night, he felt tired and didn't want to sleep. He simply asked the housekeeper to take a bath with hot water.

After tidying up and sitting at the dining table, Wu Xie looked at the butler who was staying aside, and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Buddha asked me to send you to the home of Jiumen, who is close to me."

"Huh? Didn't Zhang Qishan say anything to you?" Wu Xie wondered what happened to this piece of Qishan.

"It's like this. Buddha told me before the banquet that you should get familiar with Changsha Nine Gates. Today you can go to Ba Ye's residence. Ba Ye is about the same age as you. You should be able to have a common language with him." The housekeeper thought Wu Xie didn't want to go out.

"I mean, Zhang Qishan didn't say anything to you this morning?"

"Buddha is busy with military affairs, and he is in a hurry. Look at you..."

"No, I won't go out, you lead me to the warehouse, I will continue to interpret those ancient books." Wu Xie refused.

The housekeeper pondered for a while and said, "Jiuye, that is Jieyulou Xie Jiuye in Jiumenli, he is also a good interpreter of ancient books, young master..."

"Zhang Qishan told me to stay in the mansion." Wu Xie directly used Zhang Qishan to block the butler back, but if Zhang Qishan didn't explain the reason to the butler, he wouldn't explain it either.

"Then...that's fine, Mr. Xu Xinyang from Shanghai will come to talk about business today, the young master should also go and have a look."

Wu Xie sighed lightly and asked, "Are you short of money?"

The housekeeper accepted Zhang Qishan's first instruction, but he didn't shy away from it. He said: "After the Buddha took over the position of the defense officer, he worried about the military salary..."

"Stop." Wu Xie directly interrupted the butler who was not nutritious, and he said, "Tell me what the Zhang family wants to sell, how much the bid from Shanghai is, how much you want to ask for, and how big the Zhang family's gap is."

The housekeeper's face brightened, and then he answered everything.

"I see, I'm going to change clothes, and you prepare the rest." Wu Xie went back to the room to change clothes.

"Mr. Xu, please." The housekeeper led Xu Xinyang directly to the flower hall of the Zhang mansion. Wu Xie was at the cusp of the storm in Zhang Qishan's eyes at this time. It is normal for the young master of the Zhang family to meet and discuss business with foreigners.

Wu Xie was holding the newspaper of the day in his hand. Of course, he didn't read the words in the newspaper. He thought about how much Zhang Qishan's doubts could be eliminated by helping the Zhang family negotiate a big order. Of course, he didn't take Zhang Qishan as a Fool.

"Master, Mr. Xu is here." The housekeeper led Xu Xinyang and Zhang's accountant manager in together. "Mr. Xu, this is the young master of my Zhang family."

Wu Xie changed into a suit tailored after the Republic of China. Wu Xie didn't often wear similar clothes in modern times. Such slim fit clothes made him appear thin and thin, making him look younger rather than majestic.Such a bookish Wu Xie is like a young master who has not been deeply involved in the world.

"Hello." Wu Xie shook hands with Xu Xinyang across the table.Wu Xie looked at Xu Xinyang and immediately felt that something was tricky. It was Wu Xie's "sense of smell" that he had honed over the years on the road, and the other person who had a problem was the head accountant.

After the accountant supervisor showed his goodwill to the two, he handed over the account note that he had discussed earlier. Wu Xie took it over, took a look, and handed it directly to the housekeeper.The housekeeper only thought that Wu Xie couldn't understand it, but after receiving the account slip, he looked more and more dissatisfied. He said, "Mr. Xu, the price you offered is too low."

"Mr. Steward, it is not easy for us antique dealers to make a living. Let alone the safety of transporting these goods, I have to consider how to sell them."

"Okay." Wu Xie interrupted: "Ming Xuande blue and white seawater dragon pattern bowl, you go out... twenty oceans. You go to the stall next to the Changsha Book Market, and the people there meet a heartless person." , and a few extravagant words can fool you for twenty oceans, and the market on the street stall is not from a hundred years ago, maybe it was from yesterday. Your price is outrageous."

"Master Zhang, I also take risks."

"Hmph, risk? Boss Xu, you are from Shanghai. I know you took this batch of goods to bring back to Shanghai. There are many gentry in Shanghai, and the ones who really do big business with you are foreigners." Wu Xie Raising his hand, the housekeeper handed back the account slip, and Wu Xie glanced around again.

"Yes, yes, Mr. Zhang is a sensible person." Xu Xinyang rolled his eyes and said, "But those foreigners like bright colors, and your simple and elegant plate is not easy to sell."

"It's not easy to sell, isn't it, butler, cross this item off the list." Wu Xie gave the list to the butler, but the butler didn't ask Wu Xie for an explanation, and just took a pen to check one item. "Picture of Prostitutes in the Palace of King Shu, Colored Chicken Vase Cup, Jar with Fish and Algae Pattern Cover... I don't like the simple elegance, butler, I've canceled all my reports."

"Master Zhang, we can still talk, we can talk." Xu Xinyang was a little anxious.

What Wu Xie talked about was all the best products in this list full of rare treasures of Ming and Qing Dynasties. Wu Xie said: "The same price is the same in Changsha. You can pay twice when you go to Chongqing, and twice when you go to Guangzhou. Then in Shanghai, it was more than three times, and it was more than five or six times when I got involved with those foreigners a few times. The price you offered is even lower in Changsha City." Wu Xie tapped the table with his fingertips.

Xu Xinyang calmed down, he said: "I have already explained it to Mr. Accountant, and Mr. Housekeeper should also know. Mister Accountant should explain it again."

The accountant went on to say: "That's it, young master. At first we also thought of finding a bank in Changsha City as a mortgage, or pawning it in a pawn shop, but our Zhang family's goods have complicated sources first, and then they have a large inventory. Any A bank or a pawn shop can’t handle so many goods. Mr. Xu has a lot of cash every time he comes, and he can get a lot of goods at a time, so the price will be slightly lower.”

"Shut up, butler, is the accountant's surname Zhang? How long has he been in Zhang's house?" Wu Xie asked.

"The chief accountant's surname is Li. He has been with the Zhang family since he came to Changsha. It has been almost four years."

"I see, Boss Xu, who is your boss?"

"Mr. Zhang... To tell you the truth, I do have someone above me. It is the famous Zhao Bohan Mr. Zhao, who is a well-known figure in Shanghai."

"I see." Wu Xie beckoned the housekeeper to listen to him, whispered a few words, the housekeeper hurried out and came back after a while.

After the housekeeper came back, Wu Xie leaned on the back of the chair calmly and said, "I also know that people don't slander, so I just said it clearly. This list is dirty." Wu Xie slowly tore the account slip in his hand into pieces. Two and a half, continued to say: "Li Accountant, you spit out what you shouldn't take, what you have privately swallowed, and then get out of Changsha City, and this matter will be exposed. Also, Boss Xu, you and the Zhang family's Business can’t be done like that, please make up the difference.”

"Mr. Zhang, what do you mean?" Xu Xinyang stood up abruptly and said, "What the hell is Boss Sang Zi Wenzi getting bored (did this little bastard find out)?" Shake your head slightly.

"Do you even understand me (you think I don't understand)!" Wu Xie saw the "private" communication between the two clearly from the perspective of looking up.

Xu Xinyang's complexion changed, and he said, "Since Mr. Zhang is not sincere about this business, then we have nothing to talk about." Xu Xinyang walked directly to the door, and two soldiers of the Zhang family jumped out of the entrance of the flower hall to block Xu Xinyang to death.

Wu Xie picked up the tea that was newly served by the butler, and said, "Mansion Zhang is the same as Mansion Zhao in your employer's house. People like you can come and go freely. Boss Xu, please sit down." Two soldiers pushed Xu Xinyang down On the chair opposite Wu Xie.

Wu Xie took the letter paper from the butler, pulled off the cap of the pen, and wrote "Zhao Bohan's personal letter" in a thin, thin gold body.

Afterwards, a long letter in thin golden style was written, and the housekeeper and accountant standing behind Wu Xie could see what Wu Xie wrote. Accountant Li was already in a cold sweat, and Wu Xie snorted softly. Handing the letter to Xu Xinyang, Wu Xie looked at Xu Xinyang's slightly trembling hands, and said, "Whether you want to send this letter or not depends on your attitude. You have to be sincere and we're still happy to cooperate."

At this time, the housekeeper couldn't suppress his anger anymore, and he shouted: "Come here, hang up this eating thing and beat it, let him spit out as much as he eats, and then go and copy his house. Dog, how can my Zhang family be harsh on you, you joined forces with this outsider to harm the owner, huh?"

"Butler, there are still guests here, arrange a 'good' room for Boss Xu to rest and try authentic Hunan cuisine." Wu Xie pointed at Xu Xinyang.

"Yes, sir."

The accountant Li didn't know where he was dragged, and Xu Xinyang also left with a pale face. The housekeeper looked at Wu Xie with admiration, and Wu Xie wrote out the letter just now, and handed it to the housekeeper, saying: "You give this letter to Zhang Qishan. , let him copy it again."

"Young master, how do you know they cheated for money?"

Wu Xie answered irrelevantly: "Does Zhang Qishan only care about bringing things up from the bucket, and ignore everything else?"

"Buddha, I'm not good at these."

"Forget it, housekeeper, the entire accounting room will be checked. The person surnamed Li will suppress it in advance, and find someone trustworthy to go to the surprise immediately. Don't miss any corners. What kind of child mother, yin and yang, after the hard evidence is found, You can find someone to settle the accounts one after another."

"I'll go and explain right away."

"I... the accountants, all of them are capable people, and doing things on the accounts is the simplest thing." Wu Xie sipped his tea and said, "It's no surprise if you read too much, and you have learned too much, huh, grow up." Just remember." This was an answer to the butler's doubts.

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