Master Chen Liu turned stiffly towards Xianjin and stared at the roll of bills on the table.
This is really too much.
He cheated him of his money and used Chen Fu's name to pay his shop assistants' salaries. Others were very grateful to Chen Fu.
How come this woman is so shameless?
Chen Fu was also shocked by the heroic gesture. He looked at the bills on the table and said, "This money..."
Where does this money come from?
Chen Fu had just uttered two words when he was interrupted by Xianjin.
Xian Jin had a blank expression on his face, but his tone was full of pride. "This money is from Third Master's private money - using private accounts to make up for public accounts. As an accountant, I don't recommend Third Master to do this, but Third Master insisted on doing so, so I had to obey."
Chen Fu's words were full of confusion, and his big eyes were full of confusion, "I... have...?"
Chen Fu successfully received Xianjin's calm but determined gaze.
His eyes calmly told a signal, "Don't argue."
Chen Fu shrank his neck and swallowed the rest of his words.
Well, he has.
Tuesday's dog's eyes wandered between the money on the table and the girl sitting beside the table.
The bills are real.
The fresh seal is bright red and looks very beautiful.
I've never seen this woman before.
It is long and thin, whiter than the wall next to it, like a white cucumber.
"Are you the accountant?" Zhou Ergou asked.
After asking, he found that he didn't care much about this matter. Who was the accountant had nothing to do with him. What mattered to him was the real money in his hands. "There are six of us brothers, so we won't take more. It should be ninety taels, and I'll take two bills and work for you for another year. We don't owe each other anything."
Xianjin nodded, "Those who are still willing to work in Chen's Paper Shop, start work on time tomorrow morning, the salary is still eight cents a month, board and lodging, transportation back home is provided, two days off every ten days, three days off for New Year's Day, Winter Solstice, and Cold Food Festival, two days off for Christmas, Ghost Festival, Summer Solstice, and Mid-Autumn Festival. All of you here have been employed for more than three years, and you will also have three days of paid vacation every year."
Xianjin took out a piece of white-edged paper, a reed pen, ink and some woolen paper for wiping hands, and finished writing in a few strokes. He divided the pieces into two and pushed each to Zhou Ergou. "This is the receipt for receiving the money, and this is the receipt for agreeing to start work. Please press your fingerprint on each one."
Not a word of nonsense.
Clean and neat.
Zhou Ergou said nothing and pressed two handprints neatly. Then he looked at the woman and thought it was okay. Although it was a white cucumber, it was crispy and sweet, and easy to handle.
Xianjin took the paper and turned to find Chen Fu, "Third Master, please put your personal seal next to Master Gou's handprint."
Chen Fu didn't react, "Huh?"
Xian Jin's words are concise and to the point, "A contract is formed when two people reach an agreement. A contract cannot be broken. Anyone who breaks it is a traitor and will be despised by ten thousand people, insulted by a thousand people, and despised by a hundred people. Their descendants will bear the infamy of breaking their promise for thousands of years!"
Chen Fu:?
It's just a signing, is there any need to be so cruel?
He never made such a solemn vow when he married his wife...
Chen Fu dared not not to stamp the seal.
He saw another signal from Xianjin's eyes: knock on the seal, or you will die.
Xianjin smiled and handed the contract to Zhou Ergou, "Master Gou, the contract has been concluded. According to the agreement, you provide labor, and Chenji guarantees your salary and food. If you violate the agreement, Chenji will be in chaos and your business will never be successful!"
The shadow play was in intermission, the sounds of drums, gongs and singing gradually faded away, and the Changqiao Guild Hall suddenly fell into a moment of silence.
The girl's voice was high-pitched and shrill.
Xianjin raised his voice and shouted, "What was Chen Ji like in the past? Today, let's write it off! The Third Master of the Chen family invited himself to come to Jing, just to rectify Chen Ji's attire, to shape Chen Ji's new image, and to strengthen Chen Ji's new business! Everyone, follow the Third Master well, if the Third Master has meat to eat, everyone has meat to eat! If the Third Master has no soup to drink, he will cut bones and scrape meat for everyone, and we can eat a spoonful of porridge together! The Third Master thanks you all here!"
The men behind Zhou Ergou suddenly felt a lump in their throats.
This boss...is too awesome!
After Dog Tuesday, no one talks about quitting.
The youngest man in the Zheng family pressed his handprint with red eyes, took the contract, folded it carefully and put it in his sleeve, and bowed deeply to Chen Fu, "Thank you, Third Master! Thank you for the money! I will definitely work hard!"
Chen Fu felt as if he was floating up to the sky, and his buttocks didn't hurt anymore.
After the guy finished signing, the shadow play downstairs was still changing the scenery.
Everyone in the lobby on the first floor was looking at the box on the second floor.
Xianjin whispered a few words to Zhou Ergou, and then he saw Zhou Ergou standing at the edge of the box, his voice as loud as a bell.
"The third master of Chenji, Chen Fu, is here!"
"Anyone who has money, business, or purchasing disputes with Chen Ji, please bring real evidence to Changqiao Guild Hall. Within five days, the Third Master will acknowledge and pay the bill!"
Xianjin clapped his hands.
Mrs. Zhang brought back a plate from the back of the box, with four stacks of silver ingots piled high on the plate.
Mrs. Zhang slammed the plate on the table with a bang in triumph.
There were bursts of enthusiastic cheers and applause in the lobby on the first floor.
Chen Fu swallowed his saliva, "This... this is also my private property?"
Xianjin smiled and said, "If it's not your private money, could it be that I used the public account?"
Zhu Ganglie was already very anxious.
Just when he was giving money to Zhou Ergou and his party, his back, palms, and even the soles of his feet were sweating profusely. Now, seeing this yaksha coming out with a tray of silver to settle the remaining debt, he was shaking with panic.
——Yaksha doesn’t need to look at the account book at all!
The accounts don't add up!
They are trying to hide the account!
The debt was swallowed up by him and Mr. Chen Liu without informing the old boss!
Everything will surface with this plate of silver!
Why does Yaksha need a reconciliation book!
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