"Third Miss, I know that you and the young master of the Cui family have nothing to do with each other. It's just the orders of your parents and the words of your matchmaker."
"And this guy is indeed a bit of a scumbag. Originally, this is your family matter and has nothing to do with me."
"But we have also experienced this, and we can be considered friends to a certain extent."
"When my friends are in trouble, I, Wu Zhi, will definitely help."
friend?
When Bing Wuzhi said this, Hu Sanniang couldn't help but raise her head.
There was hope in her eyes when she looked at Wu Zhi.
Naturally, Wu Zhi didn’t understand what Hu Sanniang was thinking. Anyway, now he passionately believed that he should help Hu Sanniang escape from this extremely bad marriage!
Wu Zhi said: "Originally, I have no control over your family affairs."
"But now there is an excuse, and this excuse lies with Miss Seven."
Hu Sanniang finally couldn't help but asked: "What are you going to do?"
Wu Zhi opened his mouth and smiled very meanly.
"Third Miss, just wait. Within three days, the Cui family will definitely come to your door and ask for 'peace and divorce'."
Wu Zhi said three days, which was actually too much.
At noon the next day, Cui Desheng was carried back home.
At this time, Cui Zhenzhong was discussing with his two brothers how to open the northern pass?
Although there was a fire in their warehouse and they lost a lot of money.
But those are just goods. If the goods are burned, they can be bought back as long as you have money.
However, if the purchasing channel is cut off, no matter how much money you have, you will not be able to buy it.
And now they are faced with this dilemma.
Those Rakshasa ghosts suddenly rebelled for some reason and cut off their supply channels!
Right now, the Cui family is facing a situation where the supply of goods exceeds the demand. If the delay continues, all their customers will switch to other companies.
Cui family in Qinghe, the family is divided according to "house".
So-called big rooms, two-bedrooms, and three-bedrooms.
Among them, the big boss attacked the officialdom.
The second room is responsible for the internal affairs of the family.
The third room is responsible for business.
The family's economic lifeline is in their hands.
Cui Zhenzhong’s eldest brother Cui Zhenshan has a high status in the family.
However, due to a mistake he made when he was young, a hamstring was broken and he was unable to do business, so he could only control the overall situation at home.
All public appearances are left to his two younger brothers.
Cui Zhenshan's brows furrowed as he listened to his two younger brothers analyzing the current situation in Hangzhou and finding ways to bring in the interest groups of Song Jiang, Lu Junyi and others.
He asked in a calm voice: "Why do you two keep mentioning Song Jiang, Chai Jin, etc., but leave Wu Zhi alone outside the door?"
Compared to my two younger brothers who are young and strong, they are more extreme in doing things.
Cui Zhenshan appears more mature.
As soon as he heard Wu Zhi's name, Cui Zhenzhong said quickly: "Brother, although this Wu Zhi is powerful, everyone now knows that the emperor seems to have complaints against him!"
"And if you look at other people's families, everyone has been promoted, but Wu Zhi's official position has remained unchanged."
"Those people below him were all sent outside by the emperor's tricks, and Wu Zhi's rights were almost all taken away."
Cui Zhenshan sneered: "So what?"
"Even if the rights are really taken away as you said, Wu Zhi is still Wu Zhi."
"Don't you know that the people in Qingzhou, Yanzhou, and even the northern part of Yangzhou almost all rely on Zhenshui Villa for their livelihood?"
"Even our westbound caravan first went from Yangzhou to Yanzhou, then took a detour around Zhenshui Villa, took the sign from him, and then entered Shanxi, heading west or north."
"Emperor, hum! The Emperor you keep talking about is nothing more than a arrogant child with empty feet."
"He clearly wants to pull away the power of his humerus ministers before he can stand firmly on his feet. How long can such an emperor sit still?"