Chapter ninety-two
After hearing him say this, Zhou Ziqiong's face completely sank.
"Shopkeeper Song, what do you mean?"
The change in name can already show Zhou Ziqiong's attitude.
"Ms. Zhou, the monthly money from our Zhou family's cloth shop has not been paid for more than a month, right?"
Song Dalu also changed his name and asked coldly.
"Shopkeeper Song, you also know that the business of our Zhou family's cloth shop has become very bad since the New Year. There is no extra money in the cloth shop account. I have explained it to you. When the business improves, I will not only send you monthly money immediately, but also give you more money. It can be said that I have not made up for everyone's monthly money during this period!"
Zhou Ziqiong said in a deep voice, but her sincerity could still be felt in her tone.
In addition to Song Dalu's group, other clerks from Zhoujia Bufang also nodded because they had heard what Zhou Ziqiong said long ago.
However, Song Dalu sneered: "Business is getting better? Miss Zhou can ask her conscience. As for Zhou's cloth shop, can the business improve? Whether it is here, Beifang and our Xifang, the area inside is full of cotton coats that cannot be sold, and the price is so much higher than that of Qujia's cloth shop. Who would buy it?"
"Wait for two more days, winter will be completely over, and all these cotton coats will be thrown into your hands. By then, the Zhou family cloth shop will be completely over. Who is our monthly money expected? Could it be that Miss Zhou is planning to send us those cotton coats that no one wants to pay for? But I will tell you, I won't want them!"
"I don't want it either!"
"I don't want it either!"
Someone rushed to shout, but when they looked back, they were all the clerks brought by Song Dalu.
Song Dalu was very satisfied with this. At this time, he looked at the other clerks in Zhoujia Bufang and said, "Everyone, we are all working for Zhoujia Bufang, so I have the most say in how you feel! Miss Zhou was just saying that the reason why she has not paid monthly money so far is because her business is not good and she has no money in her account, but is it really not money in her account?"
“…”
As soon as these words came out, everyone was silent and looked at Zhou Ziqiong.
"Shopkeeper Song, as the shopkeeper of Xifang, shouldn't you be very clear about whether you have money in the Bufang account?"
After hearing Zhou Ziqiong's words, Song Dalu sneered: "Ms. Zhou said it myself, I am the shopkeeper of Xifang. I know whether there is money in Xifang account, but I don't know whether there is money in Zhou's cloth account!"
“There is no money in the general ledger.”
Zhou Ziqiong said in a deep voice.
"No money? Miss Zhou is okay to cheat others, but if you want to cheat me, I think you should save money!"
"If Manager Song doesn't believe it, the account book is in the store. You can see if there is any money!"
"hehe."
Song Dalu sneered, but he didn't have the intention to read the account book at all. "Ms. Zhou, do you think I'm stupid? Isn't this account book yet? You earn a thousand taels, and you will record 100 taels in the account book. Who knows?"
Zhou Ziqiong narrowed his eyes, looked at Song Dalu, and said word by word: "I can swear to the heaven that I have recorded the account books of our Zhou family cloth shop one by one, and there is no falsehood! But what Manager Song said is so skillful, is it possible that you remember the account books of Xifang?"
“…”
Song Dalu was obviously stunned after hearing this. He did not expect that the fire would hit him in the end. He immediately retorted: "Miss Zhou, don't talk nonsense. I just said whether there is such a possibility. I will never be able to keep accounts like this!"
"Shopkeeper Song won't cheat, so I won't, there's no money in the general account!"
But Song Dalu still didn't believe it and looked at everyone and said, "Everyone should know the Shangyuan Poetry Conference held the day before yesterday? Our Zhou Family Bufang is a big deal, and it is jointly organized with Juxianlou. Not only can we not guess the riddle correctly, we can get the cotton coat of our Zhou Family Bufang, but we can also get the twenty-five taels of silver from the Zhou Family Bufang if we guess a riddle correctly. If we say there is no silver, I don't believe it!"
“…”
As soon as these words came out, there were many discussions below.
Everyone has heard of the Shangyuan Poetry and guessing riddles. To be honest, everyone is quite dissatisfied with this matter, especially when I heard that someone guessed all the riddles in the end, and the shopkeeper Hu from Juxianlou really took out 12,500 taels of silver!
Some people also heard that Manager Hu finally put all the Juxianlou in, but I don’t know if Zhou Jia Bufang has any money...
"Zhoujia Bufang really has no money..."
"No money? Juxianlou lost more than 10,000 taels of silver. Miss Zhou, don't tell me, you didn't give it, right? I heard that the person who guessed the riddle correctly was a young man. Could it be that Miss Zhou had put herself in to avoid giving it to the money? Haha."
After saying that, he laughed, but after laughing, he said with a bright look: "But, I don't believe it! Miss Zhou is self-disciplined and has a high vision. Who doesn't know this in Ruzhou City? How could he commit to others for the sake of money? So, Ms. Zhou must have given more than 10,000 taels of silver. She gave more than 10,000 taels of silver to others, but did not give us monthly money. Do you think we are easy to bully and don't want to give it to us?"
“…”
Song Dalu is indeed heard of these things.
Because Xifang is at the westmost part of Ruzhou City and is still a long way from here, Song Dalu rarely comes here, and he is not sure about what happened here.
"You have been in the house for so long, and finally said something human."
“…”
At this time, Jing Zhe, who had not spoken, spoke.
Manager Song is not young and is not considered a well-known figure in Ruzhou City, but it is even more than an ordinary person. Moreover, he is now even more inflated by a big man.
So suddenly a strange face appeared and scolded him, and he couldn't sit still: "Who are you? How dare you say that to me?"
Jing Zhe looked at him and sneered: "You mentioned me just now, don't you know who I am yet?"
"I mentioned you? When did I mention you?"
Manager Song was a little confused.
Jing Zhe no longer looked at him, but looked at everyone and said, "You said just now that someone won more than 10,000 taels of silver from Juxianlou. I can't afford it. It's me!"
"you?"
Song Dalu said in surprise that everyone else also looked over, especially the clerks at the Zhoujia Bufang Main Store. You should know that when Boss Gou came to cause trouble just now, the handsome young man in front of him came forward, not only drove Boss Gou away, but also cleared all the debts of Zhoujia Bufang.
He and Zhou Ziqiong were very close and said that Zhou Ziqiong was his sixth sister, but they had never heard of it before, so everyone was even more curious about his identity at this time.
Chapter completed!