This Dongshi is really a gathering place for Bai Song's acquaintances. I met so many people just walking around.
Bai Song couldn't figure out the situation and looked at Shishi helplessly.
Shishi was a little disappointed, but she also heard that Bai Song had business to do, so she had no choice but to let Bai Song go.
"Sir, Shishi is waiting for you upstairs."
Bai Song nodded and took Xiaocui to Chen's Bookstore in the back.
They are both book clubs, but they are fundamentally different. One is for reading books, and the other is for selling books, and it is the largest book seller in the entire Tang Dynasty.
Chen's Bookstore is getting better and better year by year. Unlike the various businesses run by Bai Song, which were bumpy and bumpy, Chen's Bookstore has been smooth sailing from the beginning without encountering any disturbances.
In the past few years, he has accumulated a lot of wealth and has become one of the richest people in the Tang Dynasty.
When Bai Song arrived at the door, Mo Zhu had already waited for a moment, then pulled Bai Song in, bypassed the crowded hall, and went around to the rear courtyard.
Chen Xirong was waiting in the courtyard, his face already a bit sullen.
"Now the friendship is no longer as good as it was back then. Isn't this girl's face no longer able to please Mr. Bai?"
Bai Song touched his nose and smiled: "If you say you have something serious to do, I'm here. I came to Dongshi because I have something to do, and I thought..."
"Okay, don't explain." Chen Xirong interrupted. These years of accumulation have developed some strong characters for this young lady of the Chen family. She didn't even show any timidity in front of Bai Song. She shouted to the back, "Wu Lang
, I have a distinguished guest, let me show you tea."
Only then did Bai Song see a cleanly dressed scholar in the yard. His back was turned to Bai Song, bending over to dry some wet books.
After hearing Chen Xirong's greeting, the other party immediately responded: "Oh, I got it."
Then he went to the small stove in the backyard to get hot water.
Judging from the title, he is probably Chen Xirong's husband. Is he really a surrogate son-in-law as Xiao Cui said?
Bai Song was a little curious and wanted to see what this person looked like, but unfortunately he couldn't see it.
Chen Xirong's eyes wandered around Bai Song. When he saw Bai Song's eyes, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he took out a stack of paper from his arms.
Then while walking around the stone table in the courtyard, he said: "This is a contract drawn up by the two of us. We will open a bank. Your family has experience, and I will not take advantage. We will each invest, your family will contribute 40%, and mine will contribute 60%. We will make profits in the future."
It’s a 50-50 split. Is there any problem?”
"It's already been decided? Why don't I get any news at all?"
"you do not know?"
Chen Xirong was a little surprised, and then looked at Mo Zhu.
Mo Zhu blushed, walked to Bai Song's ear, and protested: "What are you doing? I was telling Mrs. Chen before. It was the news from the palace that the bank must be established. Now it's all confirmed
, I heard that Mrs. Chen has an old relationship with you, and they won’t take advantage of us."
"What does it mean to have old feelings?" Bai Song glanced at Mo Zhu.
Mo Zhu is not afraid of Bai Song: "I don't care anyway, if you come back now, you'll slap me in the face! It's up to you."
Bai Songyi frowned and thought about it for a moment, guessing that it might be Qing'er's request. After all, Qing'er had the deepest relationship with the bank. She had been unhappy every day before, so she probably wanted to reopen the bank.
After thinking about it, Bai Song walked to the stone table and sat down.
Chen Xirong sent the contract, and Bai Song looked at it on the stone table.
Chen Xirong stood behind Bai Song, half-crouching from time to time to give Bai Song directions and explain key information.
Bai Song was also listening carefully. He also believed that Chen Xirong would not take advantage of him, and he was going through the process at the moment.
Bai Song didn't pay attention at first, but when Chen Xirong's husband came over with several cups of hot tea, Bai Song felt a soft ball on his back pressing against him.
Bai Song frowned, this Chen Xirong actually took advantage of him, what's worse was in front of his husband!
What is this woman going to do?
revenge?
You haven't offended her, right?
No matter what Bai Song thinks, he doesn't dare to act rashly now.
If you are surprised, it will make it more embarrassing and ambiguous.
Originally, Bai Song wanted to see what his new son-in-law looked like, but now Bai Song was so guilty that he didn't dare to look at anyone, for fear that the other party would find out.
"Boss, your tea."
The scholar was cautious, his voice was weak, he lowered his head and put the tea on the table, and said to Chen Xirong: "Madam, your tea."
Chen Xirong seemed to take another step forward, reaching out from behind to point out the contents of the contract to Bai Song. The tight feeling on his back suddenly became more obvious.
Chen Xirong must have moved his body inadvertently on purpose, which made Bai Song's back numb and he felt an indescribable stimulation.
I don’t know if the husband-in-law saw it, but he didn’t say a word.
On the contrary, Chen Xirong said somewhat rudely: "We are all guests here, are these two cups of tea enough for you?"
"Madam, I'm sorry, I...I'll make tea again."
Chen Xirong pretended to sigh: "Hey, my husband is a nerd and has no eyesight at all. Don't be surprised."
Bai Song pushed back, causing Chen Xirong to groan and take a step back.
"Mrs. Chen, I haven't seen you for a few years. We have changed a lot."
Chen Xirong wanted to say something, but Xiaocui had already come over. She had already noticed something was wrong, and quickly stood behind Bai Song: "Master, I think it's about the same, so I signed the contract quickly. We have other things to do.
"
Bai Song nodded, signed the contract, stood up and said, "Okay, I have something else to do. Let Mo Zhu discuss the details with Mrs. Chen."
Seeing that Bai Song was leaving so soon, Chen Xirong stepped forward and asked, "Are you angry with me?"
"No, I'm really in trouble."
"Huh, coward! Go away! If you can, never see me."
Bai Song turned around and handed over his hand, and finally left.
As soon as Bai Song left, Mo Zhu came up and said, "Mrs. Chen, let's talk about the bank."
Chen Xirong waved his hand impatiently: "No need to talk today, we will talk another day."
Mo Zhu was not angry at all, because doing business was more interesting than practicing martial arts. She had already fallen in love with it, so she patiently said goodbye and left. She looked like a businessman, not like a martial artist at all.
At this time, the Wulang came back from making tea. He looked at the empty yard and muttered: "Why are they all gone? The tea has just been brewed. It would be a waste if we don't drink it."
As he said that, he was going to drink the tea that Bai Song hadn't touched.
Chen Xirong frowned, stepped forward menacingly, grabbed the tea cup and slammed it on the ground: "I told you to drink, I told you to drink! This useless thing, just show it in your book!"