Han Shizhong had probably never faced this kind of scene before, and he twisted left and right as he sat there, as if there were nails stuck in his butt.
"Excuse me, who is the president of the Women's Federation?" Zhang Shixun asked.
"President?" The girls didn't understand.
"Oh! That's the one in charge."
"Are you asking about the leader of the group?" The girls finally understood and pointed at Li Shishi.
"The title of 'leader of the line' doesn't seem appropriate, right? Since it's a new thing, we need to do it in a new way, and the title should also be changed, so that it will be novel," Zhang Shixun suggested.
"Xingshou" is a popular title in Jiaofangsi, similar to "huakui" and "kuishou", and it carries too heavy a stigma of the industry.
However, it is no wonder that these women have been working in this circle since they were young, so their horizons are naturally limited.
"The Women's Federation was proposed by Master Zhang. Since he suggested we change the name, we sisters must follow his lead." Li Shishi glanced at the women present and asked, "What do you think?"
"I agree. Since it's a 'guild', calling him the president is well-deserved." Ding Dusai was the first to agree.
Others also agreed. It was just a title and no one took it seriously. Besides, the word "president" sounded very prestigious.
"Since your Women's Federation has been established, as a congratulatory donation, I will donate 100 strings of cash to help you with charitable causes," Zhang Shixun said with a smile. "However, I don't have that much money with me today. I'll put it in my account and send it over tomorrow."
"Three or four, write this down quickly. If Mr. Zhang doesn't admit it, we sisters will go to his house to collect the debt." Feng Yinu said excitedly.
"Of course I'll write it down." Sun Sansi picked up a pen and carefully wrote it down in an account book. Then he raised his head and said solemnly, "Master Zhang, you don't have to deliver it in person. I'll come to your house tomorrow to ask for it. When I do, you can't just close the door and pretend to be deaf and dumb."
The girls burst into laughter.
"Mr. Zhang, you are the first man to donate money, thank you!" said Li Shishi.
Zhang Shixun said, "Your Women's Federation is a charitable organization, caring for the elderly, helping the orphans, and alleviating poverty. It's selfless and doesn't ask for anything in return. It can be said to be a great cause. Not only will I support you, but I will also mobilize people around me, both those I know and those I don't, to sponsor you."
"Thank you, Master Zhang."
Han Shizhong, who was standing next to him, tugged at Zhang Shixun's sleeve and whispered, "Can I donate too?"
"Of course, everyone can donate, and the more the better."
Han Shizhong said, "I don't have much money, can I donate a little?"
"No problem, no matter how much it is, even a penny, it is a kindness and love." When Zhang Shixun said this, he deliberately raised his voice so that everyone present could hear it.
"Kindness and love, well said!" Wang Jingnu praised
"Okay! I'll donate ten strings of money." Han Shizhong said loudly while taking out a silver cake from his arms.
The women cheered. Liang Hongyu came over, took the silver cake, looked at her man approvingly, and handed the silver cake to Sun Sansi.
Sun Sansi took the silver cake, weighed it in his hand, picked up a pen and paper and wrote it down, and read aloud: "Today I received ten taels of silver from Han Shizhong and his wife. Year, month, and day."
The sisters cheered together, each looking very excited.
The maid brought the tea, Ding Dusai took it and poured tea for his uncle and Zhang Shixun personally.
"Sir, you are so rich. You spend a hundred strings of cash at once." Ding Dusai whispered.
"My dear, of course I have money." Zhang Shixun looked at her rosy face and really wanted to reach out and pinch it to see if he could squeeze out water.
Dingdu Track: "I've almost taken away all the money in the family."
“Did you all donate?”
"Um!"
"No wonder your father keeps complaining about being poor. It turns out you donated all the family money... My wife, you're obsessed with appearances. Charity isn't measured by how much money you donate. As long as it comes from the heart, whether it's a large or small donation, it's all love."
"I know, but the Women's Federation has just been established and is short of money. The sisters are doing their best to contribute money, and I can't be left behind."
Zhang Shixun looked around and whispered, "You have parents to support. You can't let them suffer. Come to my house tomorrow and take some back."
"No!" Ding Dusai refused.
"You're stupid. I'm alone now, and I have a lot of money. I worry about how to spend it every day. If you take money from me, you're actually helping me."
Ding Dusai giggled and felt warm in his heart.
Han Shizhong seemed to be drinking tea, but in fact he was eavesdropping on the two men's conversation. When he heard that Zhang Shixun had too much money to spend, he was immediately delighted. He grabbed Zhang Shixun's hand and said, "Brother Zhang, it doesn't matter if you have a lot of money or don't know how to spend it. Come to me for this matter. I am the best at spending money."
"Uncle! How can you call him brother? Isn't this..." Ding Dusai glared at him angrily and said, "I'm ignoring you."
Han Shizhong scratched his head and also felt a little confused.
"Han...this...Uncle Han, do you want to get rich?" Zhang Shixun tried to seduce him.
"Of course I do." Han Shizhong's eyes lit up when he heard the word "get rich".
"Uncle is uncle, why add the surname in front... Uncle Han, it's so awkward." After saying this, Ding Dusai didn't dare to stay here for too long, fearing that the sisters would laugh at him, so he returned to his seat.
"I think, we're about the same age, so calling each other brother is more convenient." Han Shizhong drank the tea in the cup in one gulp. Unexpectedly, the tea was very hot. He spat it out with a "puff" sound, splashing all over Zhang Shixun. He stuck out his tongue and said, "It's so hot that it's killing me."
Zhang Shixun didn't even look at his wet clothes and agreed, "I think calling each other brothers is easier, but..." He glanced at Ding Dusai and said with a sad face, "Seniority shouldn't be messed up. I'm afraid we can't call each other brothers in this life."
"It's up to you. I don't care anyway." Han Shizhong moved closer and asked quietly, "You just mentioned getting rich. Brother... no! Uncle, I'm very tempted."
Zhang Shixun didn't expect that Lao Han was actually a money-grubber. That's good. As long as he likes money, there's no need to worry about him not falling for it.
"I wonder where my uncle is on business now?" Zhang Shixun asked back.
Mentioning this, Han Shizhong sighed, sat up straight and said, "This is a long story."
"Then I'll make it short."
"I was a small captain under the command of General Liu Yanqing. This time, during our expedition to Baigou, the 100,000-man army collapsed at the first blow. Liu Yanqing was exiled to Yunzhou, and we, the defeated generals, were completely torn apart. I finally found a way to get a job and return to the capital..."
"What errand?"
"Go to Weishi and suppress Heavenly King Yang."
"Oh!" As a person from later generations, Zhang Shixun certainly knew Weishi.
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