People come and go in the long neighborhood in the south of the city.
In the crowd, the faces were covered with dust, filled with joy and joy from the heart.
Greed is the undertone of joy.
Zhou Dagu looked at the knife he had released, his heart palpitating.
He did indeed make a mistake. He just wanted to use this method to bring down the Yang family.
But I never thought that in a gray world, it would be such a terrible thing for a little bit of hope to fall away.
The people at the bottom live in a gray world. How happy they would be if they had never seen hope, but now I tell them happiness.
Just invest, you can get benefits, and you have the opportunity to get out of the bottom.
Zhu Xiaowu followed him: "You are wrong!"
"I was wrong! But I was also right!" Zhou Dagu shook his head and sighed: "If a person wants to live, no matter what he does, you can't say he is wrong!"
"Whether you are right or wrong can only be judged based on morality and the laws of this country!"
"It's not just people. All breathing trees in this world, even non-breathing trees, their purpose is to survive. This is instinct. What's wrong with me in maintaining this instinct!"
"However, I still did something wrong! Maybe someone should release this knife, and the economic sword will finally appear in this world!"
"But this person is me, then I am wrong!" He lowered his head and sighed.
In the south corner of the city, Hahaha, who was usually penniless, walked into the Yang family's shop with bags of money in his hands and handed over his life savings.
Then, laughing and leaving with a longing for the future life.
In the investment bank, the businessmen who flattered Zhou Dagu yesterday while sitting in Fangcao Pavilion still maintained the flattery on their faces at this moment. They lowered their heads and smiled at the people who gave them money.
However, this time the person they were flattering was another person.
Yang Dezu was sitting on the main seat, laughing proudly and looking at everyone: "Everyone, don't be polite. Once you enter this door, you will become one of your own from now on!"
"Don't worry, my Yang family pursues two words when doing business, fairness! Fairness! It's still fucking fair!"
The bearded merchant laughed. He was originally from Yang Dezu's side and went to Zhou Dagu's place yesterday.
One is to find out information, and the other is to gather people's hearts.
"Master, what exactly is Zhou Dagu's business? Can you tell the young ones so that we can relax?"
Yang Dezu stared at him with evil eyes: "This business is simple. Let you know, how can I, the Yang family, do it? Zhou Dagu is just a shopkeeper of my family. Why do you believe him or not, the young master of the Yang family?"
"Master, look at my mouth. It's not that we don't believe you. It's just that we invested too much money. We need a note after all. After all, each of us has to bring in 40,000 to 50,000 taels. This is not a small sum!"
"Haha! I have guessed and I understand your purpose of coming today. I have prepared the notes you want! Please read Zhou Dagu's poems! His strange handwriting has long been known in Xiangzhou literary circles. Well known.”
Yang Dezu pointed to the wall behind him: "Everyone, please take a look!"
The businessman who was sitting upright stood up quickly: "This? Is this Zhou Mingzhou's handwriting?"
"It has Zhou Dagu's name written on it. He admitted that this business belongs to our Yang family, and he used to take care of it for our Yang family!"
"That's good, that's good!" All the merchants smiled. They never cared about whose business it was, as long as it was real and could make them money.
What do other things have to do with them?
Everyone is just a businessman, and businessmen value profits. I really think they value fairness.
This is just a joke!
"We are naturally relieved about Master Yang. It's just that we can't do this business alone. We also need other people to invest money. We're not afraid that we won't be able to attract other people!"
"Yes, if there is no money from those lower-class refugees, who are we going to make money from?"
Yang Dezu laughed: "Don't worry, everyone, when we make a lot of money, I will not forget you. In the future, our Blue Sky Investment Bank's business will definitely surpass that of the Zhu family and become the real number one in Xiangzhou!"
"Given time, it will not be impossible for you all to gain the reputation of being an official and businessman and go to the capital to receive rewards from His Majesty!"
"Everyone, sit down, I have a gift for you all!"
People in the hall laughed, but people outside the hall were still watching. The name of the person, the shadow of the tree, many people were obsessed with profit, and blindly invested money looking at the name of the Yang family.
However, there are still some people who have some brains and wake up when the spring breeze blows.
The poor people looked at the smiling waiter and shopkeeper of the investment bank in front of them and stopped in confusion.
"Are you sure this is Zhou Dagu's business?"
"That's right! Our news was given by the Yang family, not from Zhou Mingzhou himself. What if the Yang family deceived us!"
"That's going to kill me! I sold my second daughter to get the money, and I'm still waiting to earn money to get a child bride for the poor boy at home!"
"Who wouldn't! I have saved these few taels of silver for ten years just to buy an old horse so that I can have my own carriage to pull goods. If I lose the silver, I won't be able to survive!"
"Then what should we do? Do we go in or not? I heard that the interest rate offered by the Yang family is quite high. If you invest ten taels of silver today, you will get twenty taels of interest tomorrow. It will double in five days!"
"My dear mother! You can make more money than a casino. Regardless of whether you go or not, I will go first. This opportunity is not good!"
"Niu Da, you go and take a look first. We'll be waiting for you at the door. Let us know if there's any news!"
Standing at the door was the shopkeeper who looked at people with his nostrils. His eyes were wide open and his voice was high: "Hey! Damn you, I know you. You are selling stinky tofu at the gate of the city, right?"
"Who are we, the Yang family, and what is your identity? Why would a family as big as ours care about your three melons and two dates?"
"Let me tell you, this is our young master. He is compassionate and wants to make a fortune with you. Otherwise, you..."
"If you dare to enter the door of my Yang's store, I'll think it's dirtying our floor!"
"On weekdays, just looking at you makes me feel like my eyes are dirty!"
"If you want to invest money in business, we welcome you. If you want to chat, get out of here and don't delay the way for the people who come after you to make a fortune!" This is the slave in front of the family. Look down on others.
Although, a few dozen days ago, I was also a beggar lying in front of the city gate, begging for food.
But if you wear the skin of the Yang family, who is not the master?
The shopkeeper brushed the dust on his clothes, lowered his head, and continued to glare at people with his nostrils.
The big man selling stinky tofu stood at the door. Not only was he not angry, he also lowered his head in a flattering manner.
This is a big win. In this world, the upper class is the upper class, officials are officials, and the people are the people.
The Yang family is not considered a wealthy family, but it has been in Qingxue Mansion for hundreds of years. It is also considered a small local family. In the eyes of the poor people, their words are no worse than the imperial edict.
There are warriors and Confucian scholars in the big win, and their personal combat power is strong.
This also means that people in the upper class will always be in the upper class.
Why do literati love reading? In addition to respecting the sage's words, and also wanting to become a person above him, no one wants to kneel all the time.
Why are there so many warriors and rangers? It’s because they can’t climb up after climbing over them. If they fall down, they can’t even be considered as a low-level person with a good background.
The people watching at the door nodded.
"What the shopkeeper said is, how could the Yang family cheat us? This is because Yang Tongzhi gave us the opportunity!"
"But I'm still worried. I thought this was Zhou Mingzhou's business and pointed to his name before investing money. Now, who knows!" The speaker's business is getting smaller and smaller.
Still, the news reached the ears of the shopkeeper at the door. He raised the slap in his hand with anger: "I told you to talk nonsense, you..."
The shopkeeper's hand was pinched by someone else. He turned around and wanted to curse, but saw a familiar face: "Mr. Zhou, what are you doing here?"
Zhou Dagu shouted: "This is my business! Why can't I come!"
"How can I watch you bullying honest people and still stand aside and say nothing!"
His words spread far and wide, and the merchants sitting in the hall felt a little uneasy when they heard his words.
Yang Dezu showed a pleased smile: "Zhou Dagu is really sensible this time!"
"Everyone, I'm not asking for peace of mind. I'm going to give you peace of mind now!"
The bearded merchant was worried: "Master! Zhou Mingzhou has made trouble at the door. The hall is uneasy. How can people feel at ease?"
Yang Dezu clasped his fists. He was a bastard at heart, but he had been taught since childhood that he had to have a certain face in everything he did. Since he was doing business, he had to pretend to be a businessman.
He touched his rouge-white face, clasped his fists and showed a greasy smile: "Don't be anxious, what are you afraid of? Didn't I tell you that Zhou Dagu used to be the shopkeeper of our house!"
"He! I invited him here!"
"You invited him here?" The merchant next to Yang Dezu looked in disbelief: "You invited him here today...?"
"Making trouble!" Yang Dezu was proud of his plan: "I asked him to come today just to make trouble!"
"Why is this! Only by being friendly can you make money!" the merchant asked in confusion.
Yang Dezu leaned back on his chair and said proudly: "I know you all don't believe it. This business belongs to our Yang family, and Zhou Dagu is just a shopkeeper in our family!"
"So, after I fired Zhou Dagu yesterday, I specifically asked him to come to Yang's house to make a fuss out of our past kindness. As long as he makes a fuss, regardless of whether it's amiable or not, others will know whose business this is!"
"Those who think our Yang family is playing tricks can feel at ease!"
"Everyone is looking for money. As long as you can prove it, the business will still be the same business! Money will come naturally!"
The merchants opened their eyes wide and flattered them.
"Wonderful! Master Yang has such a plan, but we are really not as good as him!"
"Who would have thought that making trouble can lead to peace of mind!"
"Young Master is really awesome. I'm committed to this business. I'll put the money here and you can't even drive me away!"
"Haha! Old Sun, all men make money, who is chasing you!"
Yang Dezu nodded happily. Zhou Dagu told him this move.
In this transaction, I only made a promise, promising to leave Zhou Dagu alone for the time being, and not taking any money from him.
In order to stabilize his mood and gain the trust of everyone in Qingxue Mansion from him, as long as people believe that they have a business, then this business will exist.
With the prestige of my Yang family, there are still ghosts that I can't suppress?
As for Zhou Dagu?
He is just a sour scholar, there are many people with literary talents, and there is no shortage of him. When the father talks to the left prime minister behind the judge, such a small character, forget it!
Who doesn’t know that the lush vegetation on the mountains in both realms is the result of buried fertilizer?
No one knows, but the sound of the wind in Fengming Valley is the cry of the ghosts of injustice!
Yang Dezu has lived for more than ten years and has never seen anything. Does the truth matter?
Yang Dezu cupped his hands and said: "Everyone, please come with me and watch this wonderful show performed by Zhou Mingzhou in Cai County!"
"Let's go together!"
"Let's go together!"
