Chapter 218: Just Because I’m a Regal Man (Part 1)
Haizhou Capital, Wuhua City.
Zhang Mansion.
The government advocated Yunde, a famous tycoon in Haizhou, owned Changfeng Business, which mainly engaged in shipping, sea salt, spice and other businesses, and the business was prosperous and the world's most prosperous. It is said that the annual income of Changfeng is enough to reach the entire month of the country.
Ten-part taxes are known as the richest man in Yueguo.
Of course, Boss Zhang himself does not admit this, and only says rumors are exaggerated. But every year when dividends are distributed, shareholders of each company are smiling.
Today is the dividend day of Changfeng, and shareholders of Changfeng have arrived one after another.
The big bosses distributed dividends in the inner hall, and the large gardens in the Zhang Mansion outside were invited to play with the pear garden, which was very lively.
"The Jin family, three, one and two, will give 880,000 taels of red."
"The Lin family, 5:44, give 1.53 million taels of red."
"Cen family, 15:6,..."
As the harmony was sing, the shareholders of each company looked at their income, but looked unhappy.
Someone even said: "Zhang Xingzhu, the harvest this year is 30% less than in previous years!"
As the largest commercial bank in the country, Changfeng Trading Company's annual income was as high as nearly 40 million taels of silver, but this year's income was not as high as 30 million, so that everyone's income shrank.
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Zhang Yunde said helplessly: "Everyone, it's not that I, Zhang Yunde, is incompetent, it's really a change of the world. Now, the largest business in the world is no longer my Changfeng, it's Regal. Regal's goods are numerous and good, and cheap. Let's compete for it.
But they. Not to mention anything else, just sea salt, have you seen Regal's salt? Do you know how much better than us? I can't even figure out how they made the white salt of the snowflakes."
Hearing this, everyone was silent.
Yes, in the past two years, Regal has developed so rapidly.
They set up semicolons everywhere, and the goods they sell are numerous and good, which also makes many small businesses have a hard time.
It is extremely rare for Zhang Yunde to maintain a profit of 28 million.
At this moment, Zhang Yunde even said: "I plan to close the salt number."
Hearing this, everyone was shocked.
Salt and iron are the most profitable business! The imperial court even had a special Salt and Iron Department management, and the business only gave a lot of money to the Salt and Iron Department every year.
Now I have to close the salt number?
But, what if it doesn't matter?
At this moment, everyone can only look at each other and shake their heads together.
Then, I suddenly heard the noise outside.
Zhang Yunde frowned: "What's going on outside?"
A guard rushed in and said, "It's the young master, he's losing his temper."
As soon as he heard that it was his own son, Zhang Yunde's old face sank.
Zhang Yunde was a businessman all his life and was smart. Unfortunately, his descendants were not prosperous. Only Zhang Zetao had one son, so he was inevitably spoiled and he was forced to cause trouble.
Fortunately, Zhang Zetao at least knows who should mess with and who should not mess with. There are a lot of small troubles, but not too much trouble.
At this moment, just asked: "What's the matter?"
The guard said: "The young master has drunk too much and wants to go on stage to sing the opera and sing a duet with Xiao Fengxian."
"It's not a big deal."
The eldest young master went on stage to perform and lost his identity, but Zhang Yunde was also used to it.
The guard said: "The troupe did not agree, saying that Liyuan did not have such rules."
Zhang Yunde's face sank: "Aren't the rules determined by people?"
He also knew that the guard must have avoided the important things, and probably his son was a little unpredictable, so he disagreed.
But as an actor, what right to refuse? Not to mention just singing an opera, so what if you are serving at night?
The guard said, "The young master was very angry and made a harsh word, saying that the troupe did not agree, so he would not leave. The troupe said that they knew the people of the Regal."
"Hmm?" Zhang Yunde's face changed: "Is this true?"
The guard bowed his head: "Recently, there are many people who know Regal. It's not surprising that Regal Trading Company opens everywhere, and any shop assistant can meet hundreds of people every day. It's normal to know, the key is to be able to say something.
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So is it there.
Although the regency is domineering, it also has rules. It only has some protection for one's own people, but it is easy to ignore external affairs.
Just knowing a shop assistant, and no birds can help Regal not stand up for this kind of relationship.
However, Zhang Yunde was cautious all his life, and after thinking about it, he said, "Don't be too embarrassed."
The guard sighed: "The young master is very angry. He has restrained a lot during this period."
Zhang Zetao was indeed very angry.
Another Regal?
Why is there a regictor everywhere in this world?
At this moment, in the garden, Zhang Zetao stared at the opera troupe, and saw that although the opera troupe bowed his head and was respectful, he obviously didn't really take him seriously.
Although the headmaster smiled and kept saying, "We only sing operas and not doing anything else", it seemed sarcastic no matter how you listened.
Master Zhang has been romantic and willful all his life.
He once smiled at the beauty and slapped the night pearl worth a thousand gold with his own hands; he also rode a horse in the street, smashed dozens of shops, threw a handful of silver, and left by himself; he even burned his own restaurant just to see him
A grand fireworks.
If you have money, do whatever you want.
Even the senior officials in the hall were polite and respectful when they saw him.
Although the master of the drama in front of him was polite, he refused to act.
Rejection is rude!
Zhang Zetao stared at the troupe of the opera viciously: "Do you know the Regal? Okay, I want to see, how much you can care about you? Just beat me!"
With his hand waved, a group of servants rushed up and smashed the troupe's sticks, beating everyone who cried and called their parents.
Zhang Zetao laughed to the sky: "This is what is lively. Every year on the popular day, there should be a big show, just a blowjob, what's the point? It is lively when there is a fight!"
Everyone below gave a thumbs up together: "Young Master is aware of it!"
"Enough!" A voice suddenly sounded next to him.
Zhang Zetao looked back and saw that it was a young man, but he was familiar with him.
He looked unhappy: "Cen Rong, do you want to go against me too? Don't forget that your Cen family is still supported by my Zhang family."
Cen Rong said in a deep voice: "I am for your own good. Regal cannot be offended by money."
Zhang Zetao said angrily: "Are you afraid of the regency?"
Cen Rong smiled: "I'm not afraid of the Regal, but I'm going to join the Regal in a few days."
"What?" Zhang Zetao was stunned: "What are you doing with Regal?"
Cen Rong replied: "Be an escort."
Guard?
Everyone was stunned.
Zhang Zetao looked at him: "Are you crazy? Your eldest son of the Cen family, go to Regal's shop to be a small guard?"
Cen Rong nodded seriously: "Yes! Actually, you and I are also friends. I originally wanted to persuade you to go with me, but depending on your temperament, you are amazing."
He walked to Zhang Zetao: "I went to Regal, you are considered a friend of Regal. As long as you don't cause trouble, I can help you."
"I don't care!" Zhang Zetao pushed Cen Rong away angrily: "What is the Regal? This is not their world! It is the King of Guihai! Even the Prince is polite to our family. Why is his Regal so arrogant?"
"Why? We are the Regal!!!"
A sound exploded like thunder.
boom!
The waves were rising, Zhang Zetao had already flew out of thin air, and there was one more young man in the field.
"Brother Zhan!" The troupe master, who was beaten and covered in bruises, shouted in surprise when he saw the person.