The woman slipped down from the bamboo pole. She picked up the gong she had just struck and turned it over to collect money. It was really convenient. The people around her also threw the coins more or less, and the woman's face
Laughing even louder.
"Sister, you are so awesome!" Coming to Meimei's side, Boyan dropped some broken silver, while Meimei praised the woman without hesitation.
"Xiao Yu, thank you for the compliment. In fact, what you just did is not difficult, as long as you practice carefully!" the woman smiled gently.
"I think it's very difficult. You're so awesome!" Meimei looked at her excitedly. She was so thin, but her kung fu was not bad at all. She must have suffered a lot, right?
"Meimei, don't disturb the girl. Why are they so busy?"
Boyan held Meimei's hand uneasily. Although this woman smiled harmlessly, but...
Such skills and enthusiasm always make Boyan feel uneasy, always feeling that their thoughts towards Meimei are a little impure.
"Oh..." She smiled apologetically at the woman, and Meimei followed Boyan out of the circle of people and walked towards Tian's shop. Her brother was not as free as her and wanted to go to the shop to have a look.
"Brother, is this our cloth shop?"
This cloth shop is so large. Is this the first time for Meimei to come here?
"Yes, in addition to the cloth shop, we also have a dyeing workshop and a weaving workshop. We supply four-fifths of the fabrics in Maple Country."
Boyan smiled proudly. Since his father started doing business, he has always been engaged in textiles. He did not expect that his father's business would become so big.
"Really? Daddy is so awesome, and so are you!" Meimei looked at the cloth shop happily. She always knew that her father was rich, but he never told her about the business.
After wandering around for a while, Meimei walked to the accounting room upstairs, and Boyan was already checking the recent income and expenditure there. Originally, there was a dedicated person in charge of this, but dad would come here from time to time.
This is not a distrust of them. This is a rule that has been established for a long time.
"Meimei, please sit aside for a while, I'll be fine in a minute!"
Boyan said with a smile while flipping through the account book.
"Yes!" He picked up a book at random, flipped through two pages, and his head started to grow. This kind of thing is too boring. I don't know how my father has been able to read it for so many years.
"Isn't it boring?" Boyan saw Meimei dropping the account book and laughed:
"This is not interesting in the first place, and I don't want to watch it. But dad wants to take a rest, and as a son, I have no choice but to take over and suffer..."
"Brother, actually, you don't need to be so tired..."
Meimei looked at Boyan with a wicked smile. The reason why these account books were such a headache to read was mainly because they were not intuitive and neat. If the current Arabic numerals were used for accounting, she believed that it would alleviate a lot of her brother's work.
It will also save more working time.
"What bad idea do you have?"
Boyan raised his handsome eyebrows. This Meimei has never been involved in business, so what can she know?