These words shocked everyone present.
You know, although Boss Gou doesn't come to the city often, his textile factory is the largest in Ruzhou, and he is a big shot in Ruzhou. But this young man started cursing right away, which is really... too unruly!
The person involved, Boss Gou, blushed and pointed at Jing Zhe, saying, "Are you really going to help her pay off her debts?"
"Are you an idiot? You're just here for money, aren't you? Then I'll ask you how much Zhou's Cloth Shop owes you, just tell me! Why all the nonsense? Are you planning to take the postgraduate entrance exam?"
"..."
Good heavens, everyone was shocked again.
Although they didn't know what he meant by "idiot" and "graduate school entrance exam," judging from Jing Zhe's tone and the context of his words, it certainly wasn't something nice.
Then look at Boss Gou, his face turned white, then black.
Boss Gou's face darkened. He carefully examined Jing Zhe's accent and somewhat incomprehensible swear words. It seemed to be a dialect.
"Are you from out of town?"
"What's it to you?"
"..."
Do you know who I am?
"I'm not your father, how would I know who you are?"
After saying that, Jing Zhe patted his forehead again: "Oh, no, who you are is your mother's secret forever, and even your 'father' might not know."
"..."
This was a blatant personal attack, and Boss Gou couldn't take it anymore. He was about to charge at Jing Zhe when someone held him back.
"Boss Gou, calm down!"
"Boss Gou, don't forget why we're here!"
"Yes, Boss Gou! Don't let this jeopardize things!"
"..."
Upon hearing this, Boss Gou realized why he had come and broke out in a cold sweat: Yes, I have important business to attend to today!
He then flung the other man's sleeve aside and sneered, "Fine, you want to pay her debts for me? Fine! Here you go, four thousand five hundred taels of silver!"
"Four thousand five hundred taels..."
After listening, Jing Zhe sighed.
Boss Gou thought he was scared and was very pleased with himself: "Serves you right for showing off. Now you know fear? Heh, too late!"
"Four thousand five hundred taels is just the initial investment. It's been more than a month and a half since the Zhou family cloth shop owed us money. Based on the market interest rates, you should repay five thousand taels!"
Five thousand taels?
Jing Zhe glanced at him and said, "Are you dreaming?"
"What? You were just saying you'd pay it back, but now that you hear you owe so much money, you're scared and don't want to pay it back anymore? Heh, I've seen plenty of people like you. If you don't have the ability, don't try to be a hero and save the damsel in distress!"
"When did I say I wouldn't pay it back?"
"Then pay it back!"
Boss Gou stretched out his hand to ask for money.
"Yes, I will definitely pay it back, but as for the interest—why should I pay you interest?"
"Why? That's the rule! We've owed them money for so long, this is the interest we get!"
"Rules? Is there a written agreement?"
"..."
Jing Zhe's question left Boss Gou speechless. This is the unspoken rule in the market. Everyone here is in business, so why would anyone bother with a written agreement?
But he wasn't stupid, because Jing Zhe used the same method he had used to refute Zhou Ziqiong before, leaving him speechless.
Seeing that he didn't reply, Jing Zhe continued, "Didn't you just say that everything needs to be in writing? So, since there's no written agreement, it's impossible to give you interest!"
Boss Gou clenched his fist: "Alright, then no interest. Just hand over four thousand five hundred taels of silver, now, immediately!"
Even if it's four thousand five hundred taels of silver, that's by no means a small amount, and Boss Gou is sure that Jing Zhe definitely can't come up with it.
Jing Zhe laughed again: "You say four thousand five hundred taels, so I have to give you four thousand five hundred taels?"
"..."
Boss Gou was taken aback, then looked at Zhou Ziqiong: "Miss Zhou knows whether it is four thousand five hundred taels or not!"
Zhou Ziqiong wouldn't lie, and nodded gently, saying, "Zhe'er, including the payments from the past few months, the Zhou family's cloth shop does indeed owe them four thousand five hundred taels of silver..."
"Four thousand five hundred taels, right?"
Jing Zhe stretched out his hand: "Then take out all the IOUs!"
"..."
Upon hearing this, the person on the other end broke out in a cold sweat.
It's important to know that before today, Zhou's cloth workshop and these textile factories had a good relationship. They had been cooperating with each other for many years, and some people would even come to Zhou's house during the Chinese New Year, and they had become friends. Zhou's family used to be very wealthy, and although they would hold back three months' payment, that was the rule. Once the three months were up, Zhou's family would not owe a single penny. So over time, many people found it troublesome and did not write IOUs.
Therefore, at least half of the business owners present did not have IOUs.
So when they heard that Jing Zhe wanted an IOU, they were all stunned and looked to Boss Gou for help.
Isn't Boss Gou the same?
He never expected that someone like Jing Zhe would suddenly appear and cause trouble today. Moreover, when he asked for a written agreement before, he never thought that the other party would also ask for a written agreement when returning the money. He suddenly felt embarrassed, as if he had shot himself in the foot.
However, he forced himself to remain calm and said, "Why do we need an IOU? Miss Zhou herself just said that she owes us four thousand five hundred taels of silver. How could that be false?"
"IOU".
Jing Zhe completely ignored him and said coldly.
"What's the point of an IOU? Just grab anyone on the street and they'll know. We've been doing business with Zhou's Cloth Shop for so many years, and every time we've had to pay three months' worth of goods upfront. The last time we settled the payment was before the New Year, which was exactly a little over a month ago. Everyone knows this rule. Whether we have an IOU or not, Zhou's Cloth Shop still owes us four thousand five hundred taels of silver. There's no way to fake that! Don't you all agree?"
"yes!"
After finishing his speech, Boss Gou didn't forget to encourage everyone, which naturally won everyone's support.
However, Jing Zhe didn't tolerate his bad habits.
"You are... Old Dog, right?"
"..."
One sentence almost made Boss Gou vomit blood.
"My surname is Gou. Just call me Boss Gou like everyone else. Don't call me Old Gou. We're not that close yet!"
It's true that some people have called him Lao Gou, but those were people of higher status and older age than him. It's perfectly acceptable for them to call him Lao Gou, just like calling him Lao Wang or Lao Li.
However, he felt particularly uncomfortable hearing Jing Zhe call him that, because he always felt that Jing Zhe was calling him "Old Dog" instead of "Old Gou"!
Of course, he was right, because in Jing Zhe's eyes he was just an old dog, and Jing Zhe knew very well who his master was!
"Alright, old dog."
"I told you, call me Boss Gou!"
"Okay, old dog."
"I'm telling you this one last time, call me Boss Gou!"
Boss Gou was really angry; his eyes turned much colder when he spoke.
"Okay, old dog."
"..."
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