In Wenzhou, I always sleep with my older sister until late at night.
Every time I open my eyes, I'm in the next room again.
Wenzhou Cheng didn't understand. He knew that his brother-in-law must have done it, but he had always been a good boy in front of Wen Nan.
He won't expose his brother-in-law, nor will he accuse him.
He's a good kid...
With no one in Wenzhou to confide in, I walked up to a cluster of ginkgo trees, saplings that had been planted recently.
"Do you think my brother-in-law is a bad person? He always monopolizes my sister, even though she's already agreed to let me sleep with her..."
"Let me tell you, my brother-in-law secretly took me out again today. When can I sleep with my sister?"
Unbeknownst to Wen Jinzhong, he often came to confide his innermost thoughts to this little tree.
Most of them are accusations against the brother-in-law's "misdeeds".
A few days later, Wen Nan went to the Jiangnan Money Shop, and in her hand was the document that Manager Feng had given her.
Shen Qing is a strong woman who has made a name for herself in the business world of Jiangnan. She is doing this for Wen Nan.
This accounts for 30% of the shares of the largest money shop in Jiangnan.
The Wen family only took over 40% of the property directly after Shen Qing's death.
The remaining three-tenths were distributed among various money shops, and held by the shopkeepers.
Those store managers were all people who had worked with Shen Qing to build the empire. After Shen Qing passed away, many of them left, leaving only Manager Feng.
The others transferred their share of the profits to other people. These new people then took over and became the new store managers.
That's pretty much all I've learned about Wennan over the past two days.
But she went there today to ask for a share of the profits.
Shen Qing passed away four years ago, which means that this book has been in Steward Feng's hands for nearly four years.
So, in those four years, she didn't receive a single penny of the dividends from the top money shop in Jiangnan.
If there's money to be made... of course, I'll take the money first.
When Wen Nan arrived at the entrance of the money exchange, a servant looked up at him and asked, "Are you here to deposit money?"
The servant was standing at the door when he glanced at Wen Nan.
“No, I’m looking for your big boss,” Wen Nan said, revealing his purpose for coming.
But the servant's expression changed instantly.
"Come on, come on, are you here to withdraw money or to deposit money? Our big boss is a busy man, you can't just see him whenever you want!" Xiao Si had lost half a month's worth of money playing cards last night, and he was feeling very annoyed.
When he encounters someone like this, he naturally can't let it go. Feeling annoyed, he immediately starts cursing.
Wen Nan frowned.
"Young Miss." Manager Feng was dressed in clean and neat clothes. He was the manager of this money exchange, and the workers usually called him Manager Feng.
The servant next to him choked on his saliva.
He saw the respectful attitude that Manager Feng showed to Wen Nan, and he swallowed hard.
"Young Miss, I was blind to your greatness." The servant's attitude changed drastically.
To change course with the wind.
Wen Nan frowned, and Steward Feng let Wen Nan go in first.
Later, Steward Feng gave the servant a severance payment and told him to find another job.
Manager Feng handed the ledgers to Wen Nan, who was in front of him. These ledgers showed the income of the top money shop in Jiangnan in recent years.
Wen Nan glanced at it briefly.
Manager Feng is in charge of the main store.
All the others are branches, and the head office also keeps a copy of the branch's accounts.
With Manager Feng's help, Wen Nan could easily obtain the income of Jiangnan's No. 1 money house in recent years without much effort.
Manager Feng sent someone to invite the second master of the Wen family.
Since Shen Qing's death, all affairs of the money shop have been handed over to the second master of the Wen family.
Second Master is also quite capable; he manages things very well.
However... despite this, the money exchange is not his.
When Wen Zhongxin, the second master of the Wen family, heard that Steward Feng had summoned him, he came over immediately.
There's nothing else to it; Manager Feng is capable and is an old hand who stayed behind.
Wen Zhongxin was eager to win over Steward Feng.
Moreover, Manager Feng manages the First Money Shop, which is the head of the industry. Whenever Manager Feng comes to see him, it's usually for something important.
Wen Zhongxin dared not delay and rushed over immediately.
The middle-aged man, dressed in a dark green brocade robe, was slightly overweight, but his eyes were shrewd. He wore boots and stepped into the First Money Shop.
"Manager Feng, what brings you here?" Wen Zhongxin's deep voice rang out as he stepped inside, his slightly plump frame swaying in.
Then he saw Wen Nan sitting in the house. Wen Zhongxin was slightly taken aback and suddenly frowned.
What's this girl doing here?
Wen Zhongxin lowered his head in thought.
Wen Zhongxin is Wen Nan's second uncle, and he knows Wen Nan's temperament very well.
A couple of days ago, they set fire to the family ancestral hall.
Wen Zhongxin naturally didn't have a good attitude towards Wen Nan.
"What are you doing here?" Wen Zhongxin asked coldly, waving his hand to order someone to throw Wen Nan out.
"What did my second uncle say I was here for?" Wen Nan asked with a cold smile as she placed the documents on the table.
Wen Zhongxin's pupils suddenly contracted.
Everyone in the Wen family knew that Shen Qing had bought a share of the profits, but Shen Qing's dowry was withheld by the Wen family.
Because I was afraid of something going wrong, I kept searching, but I couldn't find it... and now it's in Wen Nan's hands.
It accounts for 30%...
Wen Zhongxin's eyes darkened. It seemed that what the old lady of the Wen family said was true; Wen Nan wanted to take back the property.
Ha, how could that be?
He has been running the business well for the past four years and there is absolutely no way he would give it away.
Wen Nan patted the ledger next to him.
"Second Uncle, you'd better do a good job of calculating the dividends from these four years," Wen Nan said casually.
Wen Zhongxin instinctively wanted to argue.
However, seeing Steward Feng and Wen Nan standing on the same rope, and Wen Nan holding documents in his hand, was quite surprising.
He gritted his teeth. His teeth were practically clenched in anger.
"In a couple of days, in a couple of days, I will definitely give you an answer," Wen Zhongxin said evasively. He figured that if he could drag it out longer, he could come up with a way to deal with the situation.
Wen Nan didn't mind; she wanted to see what other tricks Wen Zhongxin had up his sleeve.
"Three days from now, the four years' worth of dividends will be paid out, not a single penny less," Wen Nan said coldly.
Manager Feng glanced at Wen Nan, but didn't say anything.
Wen Zhongxin's forehead was covered in cold sweat.
...
While it was still early, Wen Nan went to Fengya Academy to pick up Lu Yanqing from school, and then went to Tongzi Academy to pick up Wenzhou City.
Four people went to ride in an oxcart.
Walking down the main road, on the other side of the casino, a man was kicked out and fell face-first to the ground.
"Pay back the money? How much do you owe us?" the man said menacingly.
The man was none other than Wen Jinzhong. He had bruises under his eyes; he had won a lot a couple of days ago, but had lost again in the last two days.
He was holding his breath, always thinking about winning back his losses, but he ended up losing more and more.
Wen Jinzhong looked around, his gaze settling on Wen Nan. His eyes gleamed, and he pointed at Wen Nan, shouting, "That's my daughter! Go ask her for her!"
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