At this moment, the servants in black slowly stood up with the help of the coachman. Jing Zhe, somewhat embarrassed, asked them what was wrong, and finally couldn't help but give them a warm reminder: "Everyone, when you go out in the future... wear some normal clothes. All of you in black doesn't look good. It's easy for people to mistake you for bad guys!"
"..."
The group of servants looked at each other in bewilderment: If you're not bad, where else can you find bad people?
"Young master, you're not from Ruzhou, are you?"
At this moment, the girl in white asked.
"Oh, how do you know, young lady?"
Geographically speaking, Ruzhou is adjacent to Pengzhou, located to the north of Pengzhou. The customs and dialects of the two places are quite similar. When Jing Zhe heard the girl speak, he felt very familiar and pleasant. He thought that his accent was almost the same as hers. He couldn't be considered an outsider just because of his accent, could he?
The girl chuckled, "Because I've never met you before, young master, so you must not be from Ruzhou."
Looking at the girl's confident expression, Jing Zhe found her incredibly charming and couldn't help but glance at her a few more times.
“You’re right, young lady. I’m not from Ruzhou. I came all the way from Jingzhou. But you wouldn’t assume someone is from out of town just because you’ve never met them before, would you?”
The girl glanced at him and said, "Of course not. I saw that you were dressed in fine clothes and had a dignified bearing, so I knew that you must come from a wealthy family. In fact, I know all the wealthy families in the city, but I have never seen you before, so I guessed that you are not from Ruzhou."
"You know all the prominent and wealthy families in the city?"
Jing Zhe looked at her with some disbelief, feeling that this girl seemed to be just like him, very boastful!
Let alone a young woman, even the prefect of Ruzhou City probably wouldn't dare to say such a thing.
"Young master doesn't believe me?"
Jing Zhe shook his head. "It's not that I don't believe it, it's just..."
"I still don't believe it."
The young girl smiled but didn't say anything more. The maid next to her couldn't help but chime in, putting her hands on her hips and saying, "Do you know who my young lady is? My young lady is the founder of Huanhua Yujin, and the most powerful woman in Anguo's business world!"
"..."
Jing Zhe was taken aback, but immediately remembered.
When Yu Haixing went to Jingzhou, he brought Wang Yingqiu Huanhua Yujin. That was the first time Jing Zhe had heard of Zhou Family Cloth Shop, which had the largest branch in Anguo, Ruzhou.
Then there's the strong woman Zhang Xiaoyu has always looked up to, who seems to be the one in front of her. As for her name, Jing Zhe doesn't know, he only knows that she's called Miss Zhou.
"So...you're Miss Zhou!"
The girl was taken aback, then smiled brightly and said, "You've heard of me?"
Jing Zhe nodded and said seriously, "Yes, who wouldn't know that she's the most capable woman in Anguo at making money?"
At this point, Jing Zhe was too embarrassed to ask Miss Zhou her name again, otherwise it would be considered lying.
"Hmph, that's more like it! Our young lady is truly amazing!"
The little girl tilted her head back and said proudly.
"Hmm, Miss Zhou is quite capable."
"Not only was it great before, it's great now, and it will continue to be great in the future!"
The little girl was very dissatisfied with Jing Zhe's words.
Miss Zhou asked with some curiosity, "Young master, what you're saying... seems to imply that I won't be as powerful as I am in the future?"
"No, Miss Zhou may remain as capable as before, but in the future—perhaps not too long—an even more capable woman will emerge and become the wealthiest businesswoman in Anguo!"
"..."
Ms. Zhou was stunned for a moment, and her originally calm mind suddenly became a little unsettled.
Over the years, she thought she had long since learned to remain calm in the face of both honor and disgrace, but upon hearing these words, she still felt somewhat unconvinced, and her competitive spirit resurfaced.
"Who exactly is she? And how can you guarantee that she will definitely beat me?"
Miss Zhou stood in front of Jing Zhe, her clear eyes shining with an indomitable spirit.
Jing Zhe also looked at her and smiled, "Her name is Zhang Xiaoyu."
"Zhang Xiaoyu? Never heard of her!"
The little girl spoke the fastest, and immediately replied.
Miss Zhou nodded. She knew all the famous businessmen in Anguo like the back of her hand, but she had never heard of this Zhang Xiaoyu.
Have you ever heard of Zhang's Winery in Jingzhou?
Miss Zhou and the maid exchanged a glance and shook their heads.
"You've heard of the Da'an newspaper, haven't you?"
Since the newspaper was first published, Jing Zhe has advertised the winery in almost every issue. Anyone who has ever heard of the newspaper should have heard of it, right?
Both of them shook their heads at the same time.
Jing Zhe was somewhat surprised. It seemed that the speed of information transmission in this era was too slow—establishing newspaper branches all over the country was an urgent matter!
"Yes, you may not have heard of her now, but you will in the future. Remember this name: Zhang Xiaoyu."
After Jing Zhe finished speaking, he smiled at Miss Zhou again.
He then mounted his horse and took his leave.
Although this Miss Zhou is truly beautiful, she is ultimately just a stranger he met by chance, while Zhang Xiaoyu is his woman, so naturally he cannot help an outsider.
Watching Jing Zhe's dashing figure disappear into the rising sun, Miss Zhou tilted her head, somewhat dazed.
Why do I always feel a sense of familiarity about him?
"Miss, stop looking! I think he's just a vain guy who talks big! I don't believe there's any woman in this world who can earn more money than you!"
You overestimate my abilities!
"Miss is already amazing!"
With that, the two boarded the carriage and headed in the opposite direction from Jing Zhe.
...
Miss Zhou and her party entered the city. Because it was so early, there were not many pedestrians on the streets, and the journey was unimpeded. The large entourage of carriages and horses stopped in front of a grand mansion in the city.
The plaque above the gate prominently displays the two characters "Zhou Mansion," exuding grandeur.
As soon as the convoy arrived, a servant went into the mansion to report.
A short while later, a middle-aged man with a large belly but in good spirits walked out with a smile.
"Ziqiong is back?"
"Father, your daughter has returned with cotton."
He pointed behind him and revealed that the tall and wide carriages were loaded with cotton.
"Okay, that's good!"
The middle-aged man rubbed his hands together and then smiled, "Finally, I can put my father's mind at ease! Quickly put this cotton in the warehouse like the rest of the cotton, and tell the textile workers to work overtime in the coming days. Let's try to make the first batch of cotton quilts and cotton-padded clothes before the snow!"
Zhou Ziqiong turned around and gave a few instructions to the servants standing by. After they left, she said to the middle-aged man with some worry, "Father, I feel that although cotton is a good thing, we have only just started to get into it, and there is still so much stock from last year in the warehouse. Isn't it too hasty to bring in so much new stock all at once?"
"..."
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