When Chu Qing brought his people back to Zhizhou Mansion, Gao Fenghuang, who had just returned to Guocheng from Beijing a few days ago, handed over a roster.
Without looking at the roster first, Chu Qing said with a smile: "You are like the protagonist of the Diaosi Counterattack script. You are from a grassroots background. You joined a big boss. The big boss died. You were sent to Hucheng. You practiced martial arts well and met King Qi.
, after I came, I became a dian again. Even His Majesty praised you a few times. After returning to the capital for two days, I pretended to be a commoner of the rich second generation. The Ministry of War extended an olive branch to you. I ignored you and returned to Guocheng.
The specific position has not yet been determined, but the imperial court has given you a sixth-rank official status. In just three years, your life experience can be enough to write a street novel."
Gao Fenghuang looked excited: "If I hadn't met the adults, where would I be today? When I was in Beijing, the students..."
Phoenix, who personally led people to Yingdao to escort grain and grass and killed many Japanese thieves, burst into tears as he spoke and had mixed feelings.
Sometimes he was afraid and didn't dare to think about what his life would have been like if he hadn't met Chu Qing. He thought he would have lived a mediocre life, and how could he have experienced the magnificent events that only such a good man could experience.
I am almost 30 years old, and my tears are falling one after another.
My friends didn't laugh at me, they were more understanding.
The most emotional ones are Wen Ya and Qiu Baoyu. It is not easy to move from the eighth line to the first line.
In fact, Chu Qing has never been proud, because he never thought that many people's lives have changed dramatically because of meeting him.
The heartless Chu Qing just laughed casually and opened the roster: "What is this?"
"You send someone to inform merchants and aristocratic families to come to Guocheng and find out the list of people in Guocheng."
"Is it so thick?"
After Chu Qing flipped through it, he looked slightly surprised after taking a casual look.
"Mr. Bai came here in person, and the Liu family, the Chen family, and the Wu family from the West also came, and they are all heads of the family. Oh my god, and also, the Fei family, a wealthy family in the south, all sent people.
Is this a way to save face?"
Gao Fenghuang was slightly confused.
He didn't think it had anything to do with whether he was giving face or not. Chu Qing, the commander of the Wild Prince Qianqi Camp, asked someone to come over. It would be wrong if the family head didn't come. Then it must be the person who has the final say.
There are more than 300 people on the roster, not to say 300 representatives, many of them are accompanied by entourages. If divided by "family", there are at least more than 50 people.
More than fifty people may seem like a small number, but in fact some people can't come even if they want to and are not qualified. Chu Qing only invited more than fifty people, not the most famous ones, but only the richest ones in the family, including the Nangong family.
The Nangong family sent Nangong Shou.
In fact, it stands to reason that Nangong Ping is following Chu Qing now and there is no need to send anyone here.
Nangong Xi is such a thief. He knows the water thrown by his nephew who ran away. He only knows Chu Master but not his uncle. If A Ping really makes the decision, Nangong Ping might be able to buy the entire Nangong family at a discount.
There are also people from the Fu family. Mr. Fu came in person. They are all members of his own family and there is no need to be so polite. The main reason is that Fu Youcai has never seen the sea at his age and insists on coming over to have a look.
It was obvious that there were only about 50 people who could speak, but Gao Fenghuang counted all non-Guocheng people and did a thorough background check, regardless of whether they were coachmen or guards, and he was very careful in his work.
Just this group of wealthy people started spending money like water after arriving, which can be regarded as a moderate income for Guo Cheng.
When Mr. Guo Cheng saw the rich man coming, he didn't say anything and just slaughtered him.
But poverty still limited their imagination. Let's talk about Mr. Fu. He wanted to go out to sea to catch some big fish and asked if he could buy a boat. Gao Fenghuang raised a finger, and then Mr. Fu threw out 10,000 guan of silver.
ticket.
What Gao Fenghuang wanted to say was a thousand guan, so he had to make a small broken boat to fool him.
After collecting the banknotes worth ten thousand guan and delivering them to Zhizhou Mansion, Gao Fenghuang bought a small broken boat, but he felt very uneasy. This broken boat was worth at most 200 guan, and it had no technical content at all. It was still small. Just pick a Mohist disciple and bring two fishermen with him.
It can be made.
As a result, Mr. Fu had fun after boarding the boat. He waved his hand and received another 10,000 yuan in silver notes, which he should reward Gao Fenghuang.
This kind of thing happens everywhere. Many merchants came and wandered around. When they saw the fishing boats coming back, they wanted to invest, pickled the fish and sold it to various places.
This is a businessman who can always see a way to make money.
Chu Qing seemed to be talking about heavyweights, so he couldn't use the rhetoric he had originally thought of. He was originally thinking of a blackmail of a forceful buying and selling nature, but now he had to change his strategy.
"Are these people settled?"
"Don't worry, my lord, we have sent troops from the Marine Corps to protect you. Whoever dares to make a mistake will be killed!"
Chu Qing: "..."
Fu San couldn't stand it anymore: "These are all financial backers, don't make enemies."
"What Third Brother said is that the general will make arrangements soon."
Even Phoenix, who is on the 18th level, knows that the third brother represents Chu Qing. The third brother may refute what Chu Qing says, but Chu Qing will never refute what the third brother says.
After waving his hand for Phoenix to leave, Chu Qing looked at the roster and thought to himself.
This is the first time that he has been unable to discuss with his friends. It involves the business field and there is a lack of relevant talents, so the Tao brothers and sisters can help.
But Tao Qi and Tao Weiran, the two siblings, are involved in too much, which is already shocking enough. It would be easy for them to get involved, and of course, the most important thing is that the little money of the Tao family will be taken away.
He has almost paid out, all of it has been turned into shares, and no matter how hard he tries, he can't get anything out of it.
After thinking about it for a while, Chu Qing began to lock himself in the room again and write and draw with pen and paper.
After everyone found out, they didn't take it seriously because they were used to it, so they just messed around and usually didn't use it after writing or drawing.
This time, Chu Qingjie became serious.
Not only did he have someone send him a map, but he also revised the current tax laws of the Chang Dynasty, including the wealth of aristocratic families, etc.
After four days of busy work, Chu Qing came out of seclusion. With a look of confidence that he didn't know where it came from, he waved his hand and said, "What a banquet!"
I'm very confused. The people who know how to invite people to host banquets must be those rich and wealthy people.
What everyone doesn't understand is, with Chu Qing's current status, why he still entertains these people and just lets people stick a knife into each other's thighs and demand money.
Even Nangong Ping didn't understand what he meant. He hesitated and asked Chu Qing if the wine for the banquet should be poisoned in advance.
Not only was the banquet held, but the standard was also very high. Chu Qing specially asked Tao Weiran to go to the state capitals to invite the pillars of several kilns and rehearse extremely fragrant dances.
All the friends came, sat next to them and started to watch.
Tao Ruolin, the headmistress of the house, finally couldn't stand it anymore, grabbed Chu Qing's ear and asked sternly what the hell this kid was up to.
Chu Qing just said one word, make money.
Tao Ruolin turned her head, pinched her waist, and scolded a group of coquettish prostitutes.
"Lift your legs a little higher, look a little more charming, that's right, that's it, be a little more charming, wrap your chest lower..."