Wei Ba frowned. He had heard before that Zhang Ping, the chief manager of the Wei family, was a dowry slave of his wife Zhang. Later, he naturally became the chief manager of the Wei family. He usually relied on his power and bullied the children he had with them. His father Wei Yan was busy with military affairs and had no time to deal with these chores, and secondly, in his eyes, the concubines could not be compared with his wife, and there was no problem with bullying, as long as it was not too much.

For this reason, the Wei family was a little afraid of this great manager. Even Kong Wu was powerful. Wei Wu, who sometimes dared to act coquettishly in front of his father, could only swallow his anger when he saw him. As for Wei Ba, who had always been weak, let alone.

However, today's Wei Ba is no longer the Wei Ba of the past, and he couldn't help but breathe. To put the words of a postman: Whose tenant can bully the landlords like this?

Wei Ba walked forward calmly, pretending not to hear Zhang Ping's provocative words, and asked Manager Chen softly, "Have you made it clear just now?"

Seeing Wei Ba's appearance, Manager Zhang's head was raised higher. Even if Wei Ba was half a head taller than him, he could clearly see the flesh circle under his jaw. Manager Chen's head was lowered, and his chin almost reached his chest. According to their experience, even if Wei Ba had a temper, he would only dare to do something to Manager Chen, and it would be impossible for him to bare the teeth at Manager Zhang.

Manager Chen whispered: "I said it."

"What did you say? Say it again." Wei Ba frowned slightly.

"Here." Manager Chen did not dare to refute, so he had to repeat what he had just said. Wei Ba quietly finished listening, then turned to Manager Zhang: "Did Manager Chen say that just now? Did he lie?"

Manager Zhang snorted and said arrogantly: "He doesn't have the courage."

Wei Ba nodded: "Can I understand what you said, you already understood what he said?"

"So what if you understand?" Manager Zhang saw that although Wei Ba's voice was not loud, his attitude was not as respectful as before, so he couldn't help but feel a little angry. He raised his voice and shouted: "As soon as you come back, you need so many people and things, how can I not ask clearly..."

Wei Ba raised his hand, interrupted him, and asked expressionlessly: "Did you report to your wife?"

Before Manager Zhang could finish his words, he was interrupted by Wei Ba in the middle. He held his breath in his heart. He felt very uncomfortable, and his round face turned a little red. His eyes tightened: "How could I use this little thing to disturb my wife before I get your explanation?"

"So, you haven't reported to your wife yet?"

"certainly."

Wei Ba took a deep breath, raised his head slightly, and his eyes became sharp. He stared at Manager Zhang and said word by word: "What my father asked me to come back from Mianyang overnight to deal with is a trivial matter?"

Manager Zhang was stunned. Qingzhi had just said something wrong and was caught by Wei Ba, but he disagreed. Instead, he was angry by Wei Ba's attitude. He snorted coldly and refused to answer.

"I know, you are a dowry slave of the wife, and your status is different from that of ordinary slaves. However, the wife is now the wife of the Wei family, and her property is the property of the Wei family, and of course, her family slave. You are a slave of the Wei family and a slave of the Wei family. When can you doubt the decision of the head of the family?"

Manager Zhang was speechless and looked at Wei Ba in shock. He was at a loss by Wei Ba's sudden attack. In his memory, Wei Ba never spoke like this, especially when he entered the yard. He wanted to refute, but he couldn't find a reason for it for a while. He opened his mouth twice, but still didn't know what to say.

"It is true that I am the concubine's son of the Wei family, but the concubine's son is also a son and a member of the master. When you see the master, you are not only disrespectful, but also so arrogant. Which family's rule is it? Why do you do with such a high head? If you raise your head high, you can turn from a slave to a master?"

The more Wei Ba spoke, the louder heavier he spoke, almost stern. "What I want to do is related to the future of the Wei family and the face of his father. Then he rushed back overnight to grab some time. You, a slave, delayed me for half an hour. I want to ask, who gave you the courage? If you delayed major events and missed the future of the Wei family, what would you take to be responsible?"

"You...I..." Manager Zhang was at a loss and was speechless. His chubby fingers pointed at Wei Ba tremblingly, and he couldn't help but take a step back.

"You still dare to point at me with your finger?" Wei Ba sneered, suddenly took a hand, held the fat finger, twisted it hard, and a crisp sound of "Cha" was twisted, and his finger was twisted and turned in a direction. Manager Zhang looked at his deformed finger, his eyes widened, he took a breath of cold air, and suddenly screamed with a "scream".

Not only him, but even Wei Wu and Manager Chen were shocked by Wei Ba's violent behavior and stared at Wei Ba with wide eyes.

"You dare...you dare..." Manager Zhang held his broken finger, sweating in his head, but refused to retreat, and screamed: "You dare...ah...ah, my hand..."

"Shut up!" A pearl curtain sounded upstairs, and a girl in brocade clothes, about sixteen or seventeen years old, walked out of it, glanced at Manager Zhang, and shouted softly. When Manager Zhang saw her, he immediately closed his mouth tightly, but his eyes were as pitiful as a pug. However, as soon as he turned to Wei Ba, he immediately became resentful.

"Young Master Ba, please come up and speak."

Wei Ba looked at Manager Zhang contemptuously and slowly walked upstairs. The girl looked at him coldly and shook her hand into the room. The pearl curtain swayed behind her, as if mocking Wei Ba for being overestimated. Before entering the door, Wei Ba stood outside the shaking pearl curtain and bowed and bowed: "Wei Ba has seen his wife."

"Why don't you come in and talk?" The figure of a middle-aged woman appeared and her voice was a little vague.

"My father rushed back overnight. There was an urgent matter. I didn't dare to delay it, so I stopped going in and left after saying that."

"What's the matter? It's so urgent?" The lady's voice was very calm, without any breath of fireworks, and seemed to know nothing about what happened just now.

"About accounts, the Prime Minister's army will arrive in Hanzhong in one month, but the accounts of each county have not been clarified yet. My father and our brothers have drawn up a new accounting method, which requires a large number of new forms, which must be completed within two days and then sent to each county for refilling."

The voice inside was silent for a moment, and when it sounded again, it was a little unwilling. "Since it is such an urgent matter, you can deal with it immediately. Huan'er, go and arrange the things Aba wants, and there must be no shortage of staff."

"Here." The girl in brocade responded, lifted up the pearl curtain and walked out, walked forward for two steps, but did not hear the footsteps of Wei Ba following. She couldn't help but turn her head in surprise and look at Wei Ba unhappy.

Wei Ba was indifferent, stood at the door with his hands on his back, motionless. The wife in the room also noticed it. She asked in surprise: "Why are you not leaving yet? Isn't it very urgent?"

"I dare to sue my wife. The matter is indeed very urgent, but it has been delayed by Manager Zhang for half an hour." Wei Ba said slowly: "Actually, it's not a big deal to Manager Zhang. I am a concubine and I have never been in charge of the matter. It is expected that he will not take me seriously. I am just worried that if others think the same as him, it may not be convenient for me to command them next, so..."

Wei Ba raised his voice and stopped talking. The lady inside snorted, obviously a little angry. "Huan'er, go and deal with it."

"Here." The girl in brocade glared at Wei Ba angrily, turned around and walked downstairs. Wei Ba bowed to thank the wife in the room, and then followed. As soon as she went downstairs, she saw the girl in brocade sternly saying to Manager Zhang: "You are disrespectful to Young Master Ba, and have delayed important matters. Go and get twenty sticks by yourself."

Manager Zhang looked at the girl in brocade in shock, and when he touched her eyes, he immediately understood. He covered his fingers and turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait." Wei Ba called him.

Manager Zhang stopped, his angry eyes stared at Wei Ba tightly.

Wei Ba shrugged. Since he was a villain, he was not afraid of these angry eyes. Anyway, they were not great practitioners in the realm of knowing fate, and they would die if they looked at it. He walked up to Manager Zhang and said sympathetically and a little guiltyly: "If I want to complete this task successfully, I must establish my authority. Ordinary people do not have enough weight, so I have to aggrieved Manager Zhang. This is also helpless. It is not intentional to make things difficult for Manager Zhang. I hope Manager Zhang can understand."

Manager Zhang had just broken a finger by him, and it was so painful that he could not believe him. However, Wei Ba has always been weak, so it is hard to guarantee that he was impulsive just now, and now he has come back to his senses, so it is natural to regret it. However, no matter how much Wei Ba regrets, Manager Zhang has no intention of forgiveing ​​him, but it has only increased the intensity of his desire for revenge.

"I'm afraid that my subordinates will not know the importance of the seriousness. Twenty rods will destroy you. In order to make you suffer less, I'll do these twenty rods." Wei Ba smiled harmlessly, looked at his toes, raised his head again, and smiled embarrassedly: "You know, I'm relatively weak and have no strength, so I guess it won't hurt too much."

Manager Zhang is not that stupid. Regardian Zhang is not as strong as he or she, and one stick is enough to be able to take it. If you want to suffer less, of course, it is better to use the torture by his confidant. Besides, if you leave Wei Ba's eyes, does it really use the torture? Who knows? He doesn't want to be beaten by Wei Ba for twenty sticks. So when he hears Wei Ba's words, he opens his mouth and wants to scream.

The girl in brocade tightened her eyes and stopped Manager Zhang in time. "Just do what the young master said, come and take the stick."

Manager Chen immediately went to get the wooden stick, handed it to Wei Ba's hands, and looked at Wei Ba with warning eyes. Wei Ba smiled slightly, took the stick in his hand, and tilted his head at Manager Zhang: "Come with me."

"Where are you going?" Manager Zhang looked at the girl in brocade clothes and said in a trembling voice.

"Since you want to establish your authority, of course, it will be meaningful for more people to see it. Otherwise, your pain will be in vain." Wei Ba smiled slightly: "Let's go to the workshop."—————— Please recommend it, please collect it. In the new book period, data is very important and directly affects the subsequent recommendations.
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