Those businessmen who wanted to embarrass Yunze looked at Yunze with fear, fearing that Yunze would find them. Now everyone had a knowledge that once Yunze targeted them, the fate of the Huang family and his son was evident.
Although everyone didn't know why the Huang family father and son were beheaded, they knew that Yunze's contribution was definitely the result.
They never expected that Yunze not only defeated Wu Anhou, but also allowed Wu Anhou to kill the Huang family's father and son. This ability made everyone have to fear Yunze.
Moreover, the meaning behind Yunze's words was already obvious. I was the one who killed the Huang family and his son. I specially dragged them to the West City to kill them just to give everyone a blow.
"Master Yun, providing money for relief is a good thing that benefits the country and the people. How can we be left out? I am willing to pay a thousand taels! No... I will pay three thousand taels!" The owner of the restaurant looked at him with a flattering face. Xiang Yunze.
As if he was afraid that Yunze would be dissatisfied, he raised the donation from one thousand taels to three thousand taels. Although nothing could be seen on his face, there was obvious pain in his eyes.
Three thousand taels. His restaurant probably only had this much revenue in a year, and his family only had tens of thousands taels. But there was nothing he could do, Yunze was so respectful that he was scared.
"Master Yun, I also offer three thousand taels..." "And I also offer one thousand taels. Mr. Yun, please be considerate. My family is really a small business and we don't have much wealth. This one thousand taels is what my family needs for a year." Revenue!”
"I will pay five thousand taels..."
"I will also donate five thousand taels..." Nearly a hundred businessmen all eagerly came out to donate money. No one dared not to donate. The minimum was a thousand taels, and the most even donated eight thousand taels.
It can be seen how afraid these people are of Yunze now. In the end, only two old guys, Zheng Gong and Hou Junhao, were left. They looked at the businessmen who donated money angrily, and their eyes were about to spit out fire.
They were cursing in their hearts, "Damn it, you bastards, didn't you agree to give that boy some power?" Didn't you agree to embarrass him?
Why did you rebel in the blink of an eye? Everyone is trying to grab benefits, donating money like breaking your head. Your family's money is blown by the strong wind!
If they hadn't taken their image into consideration, these two old guys might have kicked a few people over on the spot to vent their hatred.
"Vice-President Hou and Vice-President Zheng, you are all full of love and have donated a lot of money. You are the richest people in Danyang City. If you don't express your gratitude, wouldn't it be justified? Is it okay to sit in the position of Vice-President?" It will burn your ass.”
Yunze looked at the two of them mockingly. His words made them angry and annoyed, but they did not dare to refute for a long time. He even dared not get angry at Yunze.
Yunze's warning just now was still ringing in their ears. The two of them were afraid of being tricked by Yunze. If they became the second best to Huang Xiong and his son, it wouldn't be a good deal.
Money is something external to the body, more important than life. Looking at Yunze's determined look, the two of them had an intuition that this kid might have a way to make them suffer.
"Master Yun is joking. As vice-presidents, we have expressed our feelings. Of course we two old guys cannot fall behind. I, the Zheng family, donated... one..."
Zheng Gong looked at Yunze with an apologetic smile on his face. After saying this, he didn't know how to speak for a while.
He originally wanted to say a thousand taels, but they are extremely wealthy, one of the top merchants in Danyang City, and even the worst merchants donated a thousand taels. They only donated a thousand taels, fearing that Yunze would cause trouble for them.
"I'll donate 10,000...two! Mr. Yun, do you think this is okay?" He smiled flatteringly, and his expression was not as arrogant as before.
The tumbling heads of Huang Xiong and his son, as well as the scenes of people buying hot steamed buns dipped in blood and eating them, make them still in fear. It’s really shocking!
"I... also donate 10,000 taels... Mr. Yun, do you think... that's okay!" Hou Junhao also looked at Yunze anxiously. Their expressions seemed to be afraid that Yunze would be dissatisfied.
Yunze looked at them indifferently, with amusement on his lips and said nothing. The joking expression made the two of them feel even more uneasy.
Although they were very angry, they could only endure the bloody scene just now, gritted their teeth, and the two looked at each other. Zheng Qinggong first said to Yunze: "I will add another five thousand taels! A total of fifteen thousand Qianliang... Mr. Yun, do you think it’s okay?”
Hou Junhao nodded quickly and followed suit: "I will also pay another five thousand taels, making a total of fifteen thousand taels. Mr. Yun, this is our annual revenue!"
His face was about to cry. Although he was very rich, he didn't want to spend so much. It hurt!
Their annual revenue is only one to twenty thousand taels. When business is good, it may be more, but after all, they still have a large family to support!
"Then on behalf of the victims, I would like to thank the two vice-presidents..." Yunze said to the two of them with a smile.
Speaking of this, he nodded to Ye Ziyan beside him.
Ye Ziyan stood up, picked up a pen and paper, and looked at the businessmen in front of her.
When everyone saw this, they didn't hesitate at all and quickly took out their banknotes. Those who didn't get enough banknotes immediately sent people home to get them.
Seeing all the businessmen obediently donating money and donating so much, Song Ren behind Yunze was a little dumbfounded. A rough calculation shows that we have raised more than 200,000 taels of silver.
Nearly a hundred businessmen, the lowest was one thousand, the most was fifteen thousand, and the average donation amount was almost three thousand per person.
He originally thought that Yunze might be humiliated by everyone, and in the end, he might not even be able to raise a hundred taels. But who would have thought that with just a few words from Yunze, Zheng Gong and Hou Junhao, who had started the trouble, were caught off guard.
Then, there was another good show of killing Huang Xiong. All the businessmen were immediately frightened.
Song Ren was very curious as to how Yunze made Marquis Wu An use his power to kill Huang Xiong and his son, even if he had to use his power to kill Huang Xiong and his son later. You know, although the power of killing first and showing off later is very satisfying.
But Hou Wuan still had to figure out how to go back and deliver the mission to the emperor. If he couldn't deliver the mission, Hou Wuan himself would also get into trouble.
In total, there are more than 20 and nearly 300,000 taels of silver. It is still possible to deal with the 20,000 to 30,000 disaster victims in half a year to a year.
If the number of victims increases, this amount of money may not be enough. Next, what is even more troublesome is the resettlement of the victims, whether to be sent back to their place of origin or resettled elsewhere. It's all a headache.
Moreover, repatriating them to their place of origin is a waste of time and money. On the way, another batch of victims might die. Moreover, if the floods are not resolved, these victims will also die if they go back.
Just when Song Ren was bothering the victims, Yunze said: "Everyone, since you have given me so much respect for Yunze, I will give you some business in return. This business will definitely be a huge profit."
