Chapter 377: The Bank Owner
Not only does he want all the wealth of the Wen Company, but he also wants her to continue creating wealth for them?
The abacus beads even jumped onto her face. This is really too much!
Wen Wan hadn't been so angry for many years. At this moment, if she hadn't been rational, she would have stepped forward and slapped Meng Jin in the face.
Seeing her confused expression, Meng Jin continued in a gentle voice:
"Xiao Wan, I know you must be reluctant to give up the wealth you have worked so hard to accumulate, but at this time, you must not make any mistakes."
"Luckily you met me. Thanks to my reputation in front of the noble, we can still keep half of the wealth. This is a blessing in disguise."
How shameless does a person have to be to say such things?
Wenwan curled her fingers and clenched them tightly, forcing herself not to swing her fists.
She took several deep breaths before suppressing her anger.
"Well, I'll listen to you."
Hearing this, Meng Jin breathed a sigh of relief.
After finishing the serious business, Wen Wan pretended to have a headache and said she needed to calm down.
Meng Jin didn't say anything. After all, she became penniless in an instant, which was hard for her to accept, and he thought it was normal.
After Meng Jin left, Wen Wan gritted her teeth and punched the pillow.
As she was beating Meng Jin, she was thinking that one day, she would treat Meng Jin like this pillow and beat him into pieces to vent her anger!
*
It is true that money makes the world go round.
Starting from the second day, Meng Jin became more attentive to Wen Wan, and even the number of times he deliberately did bad things to Wen Wan decreased.
In the past few days, Wen Wan has also heard a lot of the latest news from Dijing.
After the young emperor ascended the throne, He Qingqing set up a meeting hall on the pretext that the young emperor was young and it was inconvenient for him to handle government affairs.
All important memorials submitted by court officials every day were handled in this conference hall.
The selection of people for this council hall is somewhat intriguing.
The current Empress Dowager He Qingqing was also among them. In addition to Meng Jin, there were several court officials who were not very prominent in the court in the past.
Some people also carefully discovered that these court officials selected to enter the council hall were either once supported by the He family or came from humble backgrounds and had no foundation.
Anyone with a discerning eye can tell from this membership structure that this council hall is just a name, and the one who really calls the shots is He Qingqing.
At this point, the power of the Duan Dynasty finally fell into the hands of He Qingqing.
On the fifth day after the Council Hall was put back on track, Meng Jin began to write a memorial in the study to divide up the Wen family business.
Of course, for someone like him, it is very easy to write a memorial that confuses right and wrong.
When he picked up the pen, Wen Wan was standing beside him and saw him write:
As a citizen of the Duan Dynasty, Wen was grateful for the court's efforts for the people and was willing to donate all his property to the court, totaling two million three thousand two hundred and eighteen taels of silver.
Wen Wan's mouth twitched, and she thought to herself, Meng Jin is really cruel.
In the past few days, she cooperated with Meng Jin to clean up the wealth of Wen's business. The assets should have been more than 5 million taels, but he waved his hand and kept most of it.
After Meng Jin finished writing the memorial, he placed the pen on the pen holder, looked up and smiled at Wen Wan:
"Xiao Wan, the Queen has already promised to spare your life. This memorial is written for the ministers to see. It's just a formality to let you go."
"Oh." Wen Wan's reaction was very indifferent.
Meng Jin continued, "Once the imperial court approves the memorial, we can begin the process of handing over the Wen family's wealth. Then I will..."
He stared at Wen Wan with a deep smile, "I will marry you."
When Wen Wan heard this, she couldn't help but shudder all over.
Fortunately, she pinched her arm and finally suppressed the urge to feel sick.
Meng Jin was completely unaware and was still dreaming.
"By the way, starting tomorrow, I'll have someone prepare some embroidery thread for you. When we get married, it'll be auspicious if you embroider your wedding dress yourself."
"And wedding cakes, preferably made by the bride herself, so they'll look great when presented to the bride."
Meng Jin was still chattering, and Wen Wan's temples were throbbing.
After a while, she spoke stiffly, "These are all trivial matters. I will definitely do them myself later. However... I once made a wish at the Guanyin Temple."
"If I'm lucky enough to marry my ideal husband, I'll have to fulfill my vow first. Otherwise, I'll be blaspheming the gods and face misfortune."
Wasn't he going to tell her good luck? Well, she would defeat the magic with magic, and also use it to ward off evil and avoid disaster.
The more an ordinary person rises to the top overnight, the more he will fear ghosts and gods, because deep down, he believes that there must be God's blessing to allow an ordinary person like him to reach his current position.
Meng Jin was no exception. When he heard that blasphemy against the gods would bring bad luck, he immediately said:
"Since you've made a wish, it's natural to fulfill it. However, the Guanyin Temple is on the outskirts of the city, and the journey is long. I'm worried about you going alone, so I'd better go with you."
Wen Wan was not surprised by his reaction. Meng Jin would not let her escape before she got the silver.
"It would be best if Lord Meng could accompany me, which would show his sincerity." Wen Wan said with a smile.
Meng Jin chuckled, "Still calling me Master Meng? We're getting married soon."
Wen Wan's eyes moved quickly, "Get married soon, aren't we already married? I haven't fulfilled my vow yet. If I change my mind now, Goddess Guanyin will be unhappy."
It turned out to be very useful to bring up the great goddess Guanyin, and Meng Jin didn't say anything more.
*
Three days later, Meng Jin took two carts of tribute and set off for the Guanyin Temple on the outskirts of the city.
Wen Wan actually underestimated how much Meng Jin valued her. He had someone wake Wen Wan up at dawn and only allowed her to get on the carriage after she had bathed and cleaned her clothes.
By the time the carriage team set off, it was already noon.
The market had entered its busy season. Shops on both sides of the road were open for business. The streets were crowded with people and carriages were moving very slowly.
Wen Wan yawned and lifted the car curtain to take a look.
"Stop the carriage for a moment." Wen Wan suddenly said.
Meng Jin was puzzled and looked in the direction of her finger, only to see that the carriage was passing by a money house.
In one corner of the bank's plaque, there is the logo of the Wen family business.
Wen Wan turned around and said to Meng Jin with a smile, "I just happened to be passing by my bank. I'm running low on banknotes. How about we go in and get some?"
She said calmly, "We're getting married, so it's time to replace the furniture in our house. After we finish worshipping the Goddess of Mercy, we can stop by and pick out some new furniture on the way back."
After she finished speaking, without waiting for Meng Jin to speak, she continued, "Also, Xianghe Study has just received a batch of fine pens and inks. Although you don't lack good inks, I also want to buy some more for you. It's my gift after all."
Meng Jin seemed to hesitate for a moment after hearing this, then nodded and said, "That's fine."
He ordered the driver to stop the carriage.
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