With the written proof, Meng Xinghe took over Cuiweiju. Then he and Mr. Chai went to get the silver back. A dynasty without the issuance of silver notes was in trouble. Meng Xinghe had to find a few strong men to carry the silver.
When they arrived at Cuiweiju, Meng Xinghe had the urge to issue banknotes after working so hard for everyone.
"Boss Zhang, count the numbers." With a clang, Meng Xinghe opened a large box of silver. The silver light was so dazzling that people couldn't open their eyes. Zhang Sandao happily clicked in front of the box. After counting,
Zhang Sandao suddenly frowned and said seriously: "Mr. Meng, how come the silver is still tens of thousands taels short? Didn't you agree to 150,000 taels?"
It was agreed before the transaction that a penny was a lot, but Meng Xinghe changed his mind midway and ended up losing tens of thousands of taels of silver. Zhang Sandao had already suffered a big loss, and it was impossible to suffer a bigger loss. He thought that this deal might be
Yellow.
"Oh, boss Zhang, don't worry." Meng Xinghe had already made plans. He only had 150,000 taels of silver. If all of it was used to buy Cuiweiju, where would the funds for subsequent operations come from? "No.
I don’t trust Boss Zhang, but I am vigilant as a businessman. I don’t know whether Boss Zhang’s Cuiweiju is innocent. If I buy it rashly, if someone takes me to the government office with the certificate in the future, wouldn’t I be cheated?
Taken advantage of?"
"Mr. Meng, didn't you accuse me unjustly?" Zhang Sandao was a little anxious. Meng Xinghe slapped him for no reason. Could it be that he still wanted to lower the price? At the price of 150,000 yuan, Cuiweiju, Zhang Sandao
It was already a loss-making business, and if the price were to be reduced, Zhang Sandao would be angry to death.
Meng Xinghe was not so ruthless. When he saw Zhang Sandao hesitating, Meng Xinghe said more honestly: "Boss Zhang, here is one hundred thousand taels of silver, and there are still fifty thousand taels. If after I take over Cuiwei Ju, he doesn't show up within a year.
Regarding the lawsuit, I will personally deliver the remaining money to your old hands. Of course, you can rest assured that we will not deduct your money in vain. We will pay interest every month as usual and hand it all over to Boss Zhang after one year.
how?"
The road must not be blocked, and the same applies to business. Zhang Sandao is not a fool, and he will definitely not sell Cuiweiju without a trap. Meng Xinghe gave Zhang Sandao a small taste of the sweetness, and finally settled down including the interest.
The three-dollar Cuiwei Ju was still sold for 160,000, so it cannot be considered a loss.
Anyway, his son is an official, and Meng Xinghe is just a scholar. If he fails to pay on time after one year, he can take Cuiweiju back with a few tricks. After Zhang Sandao thought carefully, he agreed: "Just
According to what Mr. Meng said, if the young man does not receive the remaining money after one year, the young man will take Cuiweiju back, but Mr. Meng will not return any of the one hundred thousand taels of silver."
Ri~ is more ruthless than me. If I had known earlier, I would have said that I would be able to pay it off in five years. They are all profiteers, so naturally they have a few tricks. Meng Xinghe did not shirk, and promised on the spot: "This is very good. Boss Zhang can rest assured."
." The two of them wrote written vouchers and completed all the procedures. After Zhang Sandao received one hundred thousand taels of silver from Meng Xinghe, Cuiweiju officially came under Meng Xinghe's banner.
After taking possession of Cuiwei Building, the first step of the plan was completed. The next task was to completely transform the three-story Cuiwei House into a magnificent hotel. Meng Xinghe handed over this task to Mr. Chai
He went to sort it out, and he went back to the county school to draft a scientific marketing manual.
After the township examination, the county school has become deserted. Most of the students have gone out to have fun. Only a few people are still inside, probably to review for the provincial examination to be held in the spring of next year. Meng Xinghe sent Xiao Wuzi away after the township examination.
Arranged back to Mengjiacun, after all, only the nominal mother and two maids were left at home. Some physical work required strong labor, and the fifth son could also serve as the second-in-command.
Returning to the wing, he picked up the brush on the desk and inadvertently turned out of the window. He saw the erratic white clouds on the Yandang Mountain in the sky, wrapping the entire mountain like smoke and fog, giving it a bit of a fairyland feel. Meng Xinghe felt relieved.
A sigh. Regardless of whether he can pass the provincial examination or not, he should go back to Mengjia Village. Even if he goes back for a day, it is a destination.
The brush in his hand moved quickly across the paper. According to the knowledge in his head in his previous life, it would not be a problem for Meng Xinghe to run Cuiweiju well. He listed all his ideas on the paper and wrote several pages.
After the paper, Meng Xinghe stretched his psoas muscles and finally solved a big thing.
Since you have chosen to make a choice, you must do it well. The acquisition of Cuiweiju is just the starting point for Meng Xinghe's business. In fact, he has already built a general framework in his mind. As long as the Cuiweiju sign is launched, then Meng Xinghe will
The remaining two hotels are bound to be affected. If he steps in and acquires them at a low price, all the service industries in Taoyuan County will inevitably fall into his pocket.
This is just his start, and many factors need to be considered in how to develop the market in the future. However, compared to doing business, Meng Xinghe still believes that it is safer for him to pursue an official career. On the one hand, he can fulfill Meng's mother's wish by honoring his ancestors, and on the other hand, the status of merchants in ancient times was low.
He basically doesn't get much attention. If Meng Xinghe becomes an official, then his industries will be branded as official. Who would dare to look down on him easily if the two are combined.
His approach was nothing more than what he learned in college to plan for his future in order to adapt to society instead of waiting for society to be infected. After putting up the marketing brochure he had written, Meng Xinghe lay on his bed and faced
The beams above my head were in a daze.
Just when he was thinking about this, he didn't know who had the leisure to knock on his door. Damn, he didn't even let him rest for a moment. Meng Xinghe roared lazily: "Who~~ He didn't even let me take off my clothes."
Rest, are you deliberately tossing it?" After much deliberation, Meng Xinghe couldn't guess who would have the leisure to come to him, so he cursed to vent his dissatisfaction.
"Mr. Meng, it's me, Miss Shi Yu's girl Huan'er." A childish voice sounded outside the door.
Huan'er? Meng Xinghe thought of this name. It was she who led him to Xue Shiyu's room that night. Later, she found out the news from Xiao Wuzi. This girl's movies fascinated Xiao Wuzi day and night, and she even refused Young Master Meng's offer.
The Yangchun Baixue he introduced couldn't have come to see Xiao Wuzi, right! Master Meng felt chilled. It seems that he drove Xiao Wuzi back to Mengjiacun, and inadvertently broke up a pair of fateful mandarin ducks?
Master Meng stood up in a hurry, opened the door, and saw a cardamom girl standing outside the door. She was pretty. The fifth son had a good taste. Master Meng was very proud of his servant. He was like a master.
This sentence is really a damn classic.
Seeing that Master Meng was not naked as he said, Huan'er secretly breathed a sigh of relief, then took out a note from his arms and said: "My lady asked Huan'er to hand this note into Master Meng's hand, and she specially
I told the young master not to be late tomorrow. The young lady will wait for the young master in front of Chunxiang Tower." After Huan'er conveyed Xue Shiyu's words, he said a blessing and left. Master Meng was a little confused, so he opened the note and read it carefully.
stand up.
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