Chen Xian woke up and became a 35-year-old widower in ancient Qingxia Village. His son and daughter knelt on the ground calling him father. In his previous life, he was in his early twenties, a sol...
Secondly, Gu Junshan issued a notice that anyone who could provide information about Mei Liulang's whereabouts would be rewarded with between one hundred and five hundred taels of silver, provided the information was true.
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Uncle Fu's study.
Chen Xian shook his head and said, "It's a pity. If Gu Junshan had come to the cloth shop an hour or so later in the evening..."
Gu Er is definitely capable of throwing away two thousand taels of silver!
Uncle Fu looked at Chen Xian and secretly clicked his tongue in amazement.
All of this was arranged and done by Chen Xian and Ping An. What more could one ask for?
They directly emptied the Gu family's coffers.
The cloth shop on South Street is the foundation of the Gu family business, while the cloth shop on North Street is an extension of the Gu family business.
There's no need to worry about Gu Jia in the future.
Uncle Fu: "The Gu family delivers a large number of orders every few months. Now we have taken over the Gu family fabric store and also acquired the remaining fabric in the warehouse."
"Based on the dates, who are the people who will definitely be coming in the next month?"
Chen Xian shook his head slightly: "Is it possible for us to directly intercept the Gu family's clients?"
Uncle Fu was taken aback, then a grin spread across his face.
"Brother Chen has quite the appetite. I previously thought that we were just going to take over Gu Family Cloth Shop, a one-off deal."
Good heavens, are you planning to uproot it completely?
Chen Xian shook his head and said, "I still feel resentful about the Gu family spreading such rumors about my wife back in the food street."
If possible, it would be even better to poach all the craftsmen from the Gu family.
Of course, this is just one possibility; those people have been in the familiar environment for long enough that they might not trust us.
Uncle Fu stared at Chen Xian with his mouth agape, as if he were looking at a god, at a loss for words.
You think you're on the first floor, but others are considering the second or third floor.
My lips are smirking, but I like it.
Chen Xian calmly said, "Brother Fu, let's talk about the profit sharing of Gu Family Cloth Shop now."
"Most of this business was handled by Young Master Fu, who devoted a lot of energy to it. As for the Gu family's business, I'll only take 30%, and the rest will be given to Brother Fu, how about that?"
Uncle Fu refused, saying, "It's not appropriate. You've put a lot of thought and effort into setting up the plan and scheming against Gu Er, and Ping An is mostly just carrying it out. It's not appropriate."
If you ask me, we should each take half.
Chen Xian shook his head and said, "In business matters, there must be someone who makes the final decision. It's all the same; in the end, whose decision is up to you?"
Brother Fu spent a lot of money on this matter, and Mr. Chen was quite satisfied with receiving 30%.
Seeing Chen Xian's insistence, Uncle Fu nodded silently, thinking that he could simply give Brother Chen a larger share of the profits later.
The most important thing right now is how to snatch away a major client from the south from the Gu family.
Chen Xian shook his head and said, "What if? What if the client doesn't come today? That would be interesting."
Uncle Fu: "Let's hope so. A cloth shop that has been operating in town for decades can turn things around with even the slightest opportunity."