Wei Ba frowned. He had heard before that the chief steward of the Wei family, Zhang Ping, was Mrs. Zhang's dowry slave. Later, he naturally became the chief steward of the Wei family. He usually bullies others because of his power.
The concubine and the child they gave birth to. Firstly, his father, Wei Yan, was busy with military affairs and had no time to take care of these chores. Secondly, in his eyes, the concubine was indeed not comparable to the real wife. There was no problem in bullying her, as long as it was not excessive.
For this reason, everyone in the Wei family was a little wary of this big boss. Even Wei Wu, who was weak and sometimes dared to act coquettishly in front of his father, could only swallow his anger when he saw him. As for Wei Wu, who had always been weak.
Ba, let alone that.
However, the Wei Ba of today is no longer the Wei Ba of the past, and he couldn't bear this tone. To paraphrase a certain postman: Whose tenants can bully the landlord like this?
Wei Ba walked forward calmly, pretending not to hear Zhang Ping's provocative words, and asked Manager Chen softly: "Did you make your words clear just now?"
Seeing Wei Ba's appearance, Manager Zhang raised his head even higher. Even though Wei Ba was half a head taller than him, you could clearly see the ring of flesh under his jaw. Manager Chen lowered his head lower, his chin
It almost reached his chest. According to their experience, even if Wei Ba had a temper, he would only dare to vent his anger on Manager Chen, and would never bar his teeth at Manager Zhang.
Manager Chen whispered: "I told you."
"What did you say? Say it again." Wei Ba frowned slightly.
"Here." Manager Chen didn't dare to refute, so he had to repeat what he just said. Wei Ba listened quietly, and then turned to Manager Zhang: "Is that what Manager Chen said just now? Did he lie?
"
Manager Zhang snorted and said arrogantly: "He doesn't have the guts."
Wei Ba nodded: "When you say that, can I understand that you have understood what he said just now?"
"So what if you understand?" Manager Zhang saw that although Wei Ba's voice was not loud, but his attitude was not as respectful as before, he couldn't help but feel a little annoyed. He raised his voice and shouted: "You will need so many people and materials as soon as you come back. How can I
Could you please ask more clearly..."
Wei Ba raised his hand, interrupted him, and asked expressionlessly: "Have you reported to Madam?"
Before Zhang Guanshi finished speaking, he was interrupted by Wei Ba in the middle. He was holding a breath in his heart. He was very uncomfortable and his round face was a little red. His eyes tightened: "Before I get your explanation, how can I
Would you bother Madam with such a trivial matter?"
"So, you haven't reported to Madam yet?"
"certainly."
Wei Ba took a deep breath, raised his head slightly, and his eyes became sharp. He stared at Manager Zhang and said word by word: "My father asked me to come back from Mianyang overnight to deal with the matter. Do you think it is?"
Little things?"
Manager Zhang was stunned for a moment, knowing that he had just made a mistake and Wei Ba had caught him, but he didn't take it seriously. Instead, he was angered by Wei Ba's attitude. He snorted coldly and did not answer.
"I know that you are the wife's dowry slave, and your status is different from that of ordinary domestic slaves. However, the wife is now the wife of the Wei family, and her property is also the property of the Wei family. Her slaves are, of course, also the Wei family's property.
A domestic slave of the Wei family. You are a domestic slave of the Wei family, a domestic slave of the Wei family. When can you doubt the decision of the family master?"
Manager Zhang was speechless and looked at Wei Ba in shock. He was at a loss by Wei Ba's sudden attack. In his memory, Wei Ba had never spoken like this before, especially after entering this courtyard. He wanted to refute, but
I couldn't find a reason for a while, so I opened my mouth twice, but still didn't know what to say.
"It's true that I am a concubine of the Wei family, but a concubine is also a son and a member of the master. When you, a slave, see your master, you are not only disrespectful, but also so arrogant. Which family's rule is this? Why are you holding your head so high?
If you lift it high, you can transform from a domestic slave to a master?"
Wei Bayue spoke louder and louder, almost sternly. "What I want to do is related to the future of the Wei family and my father's face. So I rushed back all night just to grab some time. You, a domestic slave, have been delayed all my life."
I'll give you half an hour. I want to ask, who gave you the courage? If you delay important events and delay the future of the Wei family, what are you responsible for?"
"You...I..." Manager Zhang was at a loss, speechless, pointed at Wei Ba with his chubby fingers, and took a step back involuntarily.
"How dare you point your finger at me?" Wei Ba sneered, suddenly took out his hand, held the fat finger, and twisted it hard. There was a crisp "click" sound, and the finger was twisted off and turned in another direction. Manager Zhang
Looking at his deformed fingers, his eyes widened, he took a deep breath, and suddenly let out a loud "ouch".
Not only him, but also Wei Wu and Manager Chen were startled by Wei Ba's violent behavior and looked at Wei Ba with wide eyes.
"You dare...you dare..." Manager Zhang held the twisted finger, sweating all over his head in pain, but refused to back down, and shouted in a hissing voice: "How dare you...ouch...ouch, I
hands..."
"Shut up!" The bead curtain upstairs rang, and a girl in brocade clothes, about sixteen or seventeen years old, walked out, glanced at Manager Zhang, and gave a soft drink. As soon as Manager Zhang saw her, he immediately hugged her tightly.
He closed his mouth, but his eyes were as pitiful as a pug, but as soon as his eyes turned towards Wei Ba, they immediately turned vicious.
"Young Master Ba, madam, please come up and speak."
Wei Ba gave Manager Zhang a contemptuous look and walked up the stairs slowly. The girl gave him a cold look, waved her hand and entered the room. The bead curtain swayed behind her, seeming to laugh at Wei Ba's overestimation of his abilities. Wei Ba
Without entering the door, he stood outside the swaying bead curtain, bowed his hands and saluted: "Wei Ba has met Madam."
"Why don't you come in and talk?" A middle-aged woman's figure loomed, and her voice was a little erratic.
"My father asked me to rush back all night. It was urgent. I didn't dare to delay, so I didn't go in. I just left after saying that."
"What's so urgent?" The lady's voice was very calm, without any fuss, as if she had no idea what had just happened below.
"About the accounts. The Prime Minister's army will arrive in Hanzhong in a month, but the accounts of each county have not been sorted out. My father and our brothers worked together to draw up a new accounting method, which requires a lot of new tables and must be completed within two days.
It will be completed within a day and then sent to each county to fill in again."
The voice inside was silent for a moment, and when it sounded again, it was a little unwilling. "Since it is such an urgent matter, you should deal with it immediately. Huan'er, please go and make arrangements. There cannot be any shortage of materials and manpower that Aba wants.
.”
"Here." The girl in brocade clothes responded, lifted up the bead curtain and walked out. She took two steps forward, but did not hear Wei Ba's footsteps coming up. She couldn't help but turned her head in surprise and looked at Wei Ba displeasedly.
.
Wei Ba was indifferent and stood motionless at the door with his hands folded. The lady in the room also noticed it. She asked with some surprise: "Why don't you leave? Isn't the matter very urgent?"
"I dare to sue Madam. The matter is indeed urgent, but it has been delayed by Manager Zhang for half an hour." Wei Ba said unhurriedly: "Actually, I don't blame Manager Zhang. I am a bastard and I never care about things.
, it’s to be expected that he doesn’t take me seriously. I’m just worried that if others think the same way as him, it might be inconvenient for me to order them next, so..."
Wei Ba prolonged his voice and stopped talking. The lady inside snorted, obviously a little angry. "Huan'er, go and deal with it."
"Here." The girl in Jinyi glared at Wei Ba angrily, turned around and walked downstairs. Wei Ba bowed to thank the lady in the room, and then followed him. As soon as he came downstairs, he saw the girl in Jinyi sternly said to Zhang
The steward said: "You are disrespectful to Young Master Ba and have delayed important things. Go get twenty sticks yourself."
Manager Zhang looked at the girl in brocade clothes in astonishment. As soon as his eyes met hers, he immediately understood. He covered his fingers and turned to leave.
"Wait a minute." Wei Ba called out to him.
Manager Zhang stopped and stared at Wei Ba with angry eyes like fire.
Wei Ba shrugged. Since he has become a bad person, he is not afraid of these angry looks. Anyway, they are not great practitioners in the fate-knowing realm. They can kill people just by looking at them. He walked up to Manager Zhang and said sympathetically and a little apologetically.
: "If I want to successfully complete this task, I have to establish my authority. Most people don't have enough weight, so they have to aggrieve Manager Zhang. This is also a helpless matter. I don't mean to embarrass Manager Zhang. I hope Manager Zhang can understand."
Manager Zhang had just broken one of his fingers. He was in excruciating pain. How could he still believe his words? However, Wei Ba has always been weak. It was hard to guarantee that he was impulsive just now. Now that he has come to his senses, it is natural for him to regret it. But Wei Ba has always been weak.
No matter how regretful Ba was, Manager Zhang had no intention of forgiving him, which only increased the intensity of his desire for revenge.
"I'm afraid that my subordinates don't know the importance of the matter and will beat you with twenty sticks. In order to save you from suffering, I will take the twenty sticks." Wei Ba smiled harmlessly and looked at his toes.
, raised his head again, and said with an embarrassed smile: "As you know, I am relatively weak and don't have much strength, so I guess it won't hurt too much."
Manager Zhang can't be that stupid. Regardless of whether he has strength or not, with this big stick in his hand, one blow is enough to hurt someone. If you want to suffer less, of course it is better to have your own henchmen use the punishment. Besides, it is out of Wei Ba's eyes.
, who knows whether it was really torture. He didn't want to be beaten twenty times by Wei Ba. So as soon as he heard Wei Ba's words, he opened his mouth to scream.
The girl in brocade clothes tightened her eyes and stopped Manager Zhang in time. "Just do as Young Master Ba said. Come and get the stick."
Manager Chen immediately went to get the wooden stick, handed it to Wei Ba with both hands, and looked at Wei Ba with a warning look. Wei Ba smiled slightly, took the stick in his hand, and tilted his head towards Manager Zhang: "Follow me.
bring it on."
"Where are you going?" Manager Zhang glanced at the girl in brocade for help and asked in a trembling voice.
"Since I want to use you to establish my authority, of course it will only make sense if more people see it. Otherwise, your pain will be in vain." Wei Ba smiled slightly: "Let's go to the workshop."——————
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