The shopkeeper inside was lazily hiding behind the cabinet and sleeping, and even the waiter was so sleepy that he dozed off. He didn't make any sign when the person came in. An Shuyao squinted slightly and put the token into his sleeve.
She walked around casually, but the two people in the store still showed no tendency to stand up, so she coughed: "Waiter, how much does this cloth cost?"
The waiter in the store who was woken up opened his eyes dissatisfied: "Isn't there a price listed above? Fine cotton is five cents a piece. If you want, just buy it piece by piece. Our store doesn't dismantle the cloth."
This was the first time I saw An Shuyao buying cloth without dismantling it.
Everyone's needs are different. Some people only need a few feet of various styles. No wonder the business of this store is so sluggish. It's because the people in the store are too lazy to run it.
An Shuyao sneered in his heart, his expression unchanged: "Shopkeeper, I only need five feet, but I can't buy one."
When the waiter heard this, he rolled his eyes at An Shuyao: "If you can't afford it, don't hang around here. A piece of cloth is worth a few dollars. It's all for the poor people here. If you go out, it won't be sold."
An Shuyao was almost laughed out of anger. With such a service attitude, being high-minded but low-handed, lazy, and even getting angry at the customers, it was really a waste of business.
Her face turned cold, and she walked up to the shopkeeper who had his eyes closed and looked like it had nothing to do with him. She kicked him on the chair violently, causing the shopkeeper of Buzhuang to lose his balance and fall to the ground with his chair.
He covered his waist and shouted: "Oh, who could kill me with a thousand swords? My waist is broken."
An Shuyao looked at him condescendingly. It was unlikely that he would be broken due to the fall. Judging from his huge physique, it was likely that his waist would be broken.
The waiter was shocked and rushed forward to help: "Uncle, are you okay?"
Hearing this title, An Shuyao suddenly realized that the co-authors were still a family. No wonder the shopkeeper seemed not to notice the behavior of the waiter.
The shopkeeper of the cloth shop held his waist and glared at An Shuyao angrily: "Little lady, what do you mean? My nephew has said that he will not sell any loose cloth, how can you get angry and hurt others? Today I am injured.
You can’t even think of leaving without a hundred taels of compensation!”
As soon as he finished speaking, the waiter blocked the door aggressively with a stick. Chui Xue touched the sword beside him, but An Shuyao raised her hand to stop him.
She sneered, held her head high and said: "I haven't paid much attention to these pieces of cloth. What I am dissatisfied with is your perfunctory service attitude. Even if you call the officials of Xizhou Gongfu here today, it will be useless.
, I want to see whether the person behind you is more powerful, or whether my side has more power."
These words successfully frightened the shopkeeper of Cloth Shop. He then carefully observed An Shuyao and found that she was wearing clothes made of silk. The price of a set was three digits. He was instantly unsure of what to do.
Coupled with the arrogance and contempt in An Shuyao's eyes and his innate noble temperament, he was really frightened, thinking that he had offended some great nobleman.
For a moment, cold sweat ran down his forehead, and then he nodded and bowed and apologized with a flattering smile: "Madam, I was too impatient just now so I bumped into Madam. I hope Madam is not to blame. It's not that our attitude is bad, but that this store...
It is opened on Wangjie, but the business is not doing well and it has been losing money." After saying that, he quietly glanced outside and wondered: "And this shop was chosen by the Wang family, and they sent managers to come here several times to try to buy it from us.
As for the store, because the owner behind the scenes is not here, we can’t make the decision.”
Wang family?
An Shuyao inquired about it when he went to Xizhou Gongfu.
There are four major families in this big city after the state leader.
They are the Shu family, the Fang family, the Jiang family, and the Wang family.
Among them, the Shu family is the largest, while the Wang family and the Shu family are relatively close. Together, the two families monopolize the market for cloth and ready-made clothes.
The Fang family and the Jiang family share a restaurant and host beauty products for women.
The Wang family has taken a fancy to this store. There are many factors that lead to poor business. The first is the Wang family's suppression. When you lose money and can't continue to open, he will have the opportunity to come to you to negotiate a contract to transfer the store. The second is the Wang family's suppression.
It's just that the shopkeeper in the store has already rebelled and his heart has turned toward the Wang family, so he deliberately made the store suffer losses.
And An Tanqing didn't know anything about Xizhou Gongfu, and he didn't think much about it when he bought the store, so he didn't care whether it was a loss or a profit, which made this group of people become more and more arrogant, and they didn't care about what was going on behind their backs.
The boss takes it seriously.
The shopkeeper of Buzhuang originally mentioned the Wang family to make An Shuyao wary. No matter how powerful you are behind you, don't provoke the Wang family. But An Shuyao just sneered, then took out the store's token and said slowly: "You are being arrested.
Fired, no need to come back tomorrow."
The shopkeeper of Buzhuang looked at the token, and his expression changed. He was bombarded, and the person who bombed him was just the owner behind the store. His face turned red, green, then white, and finally turned as black as the bottom of a pot. He
He glanced at An Shuyao fiercely: "Just wait, the Wang family will not let you go. If the Wang family wants something, you will have to give it up even if the king of heaven comes."
An Shuyao had a smile on his face. Chuixue came out of nowhere and carried a stack of account books. An Shuyao looked through them and found that they were not only passive and slow in work, but also embezzled public funds without authorization.
Because the money is not enough every year.
"You go home first and wait. If you embezzle how much money you have from the store, I will ask someone to send you a note. If you don't pay it back, you will go to jail."
The shopkeeper of Buzhuang opened his eyes wide. He looked at the account book in Chuixue's hand and wanted to snatch it, but he was afraid of the sword in his hand. Finally, he turned around and left unwillingly: "Nephew, let's go! I want to see her as a woman."
How can I fight with the Wang family!"
The two of them left the shop. Judging from their hurried pace, they must have gone to complain to the Wang family.
An Shuyao was not afraid and turned around and asked Chui Xue: "Where did you find the account book?"
Secret things like ledgers are usually locked in cabinets.
Fubuki silently looked at a curtain next to the stairs on the second floor. Inside was a room for people to rest: "I saw it on the table inside."
An Shuyao was a little speechless. It was probably because An Tanqing had not asked about the store's affairs for so many years, which allowed them to embezzle and embezzle without fear.
Because no one was in charge and they didn’t have to worry about checking the accounts, over time they relaxed their vigilance and simply left it outside. If the property deed hadn’t been in An Tanqing’s hands, they might have sold the shop, and the money wouldn’t have been
into the hands of An Tanqing.
An Shuyao sighed lightly, then looked at the cloth in the store and said, "Let's close this store first. I estimate that the Wang family will come to visit us in a few days. Let's go to the other stores first. If they are all
The moths need to be cleaned up promptly.”
Chui Xue nodded, closed the store door, and followed An Shuyao step by step.
Guxuan Inn
This is the inn where Lu Jin and the others stayed. Jian Yinning, dressed in red, walked in.
She looked at the extremely poor environment in the store with disgust, raised her head and signaled. The maid beside her immediately threw a portrait in front of the innkeeper in a sensible manner: "Let the young man staying in your store come out to meet us quickly.