The sun in early winter is very warm.
Now it's noon, the sun is shining brightly, the wind has subsided, and the atmosphere is even more lively.
The bead-counting competition is actually a secret competition between major business houses. The accountant of a business house is basically the most trusted person by the owner and the person who is the most efficient at bead-calculation, which represents the face of a business house.
Cao Defu leaned back on his chair and snorted: "Cao Fei is my accountant who has been with me for twenty years. If he says he is second, no one dares to say he is first."
Cao Yingying coughed and said, "Dad, have you forgotten Mr. Zhou from Zhou's Trading Company? He and Cao Fei come from the same family, and they are on par with each other."
"Old Zhou is also a ruthless character." Cao Defu looked solemn, "If Old Zhou takes the lead this time, our Cao family will become a joke."
"Dad, haven't our Cao family become a joke a long time ago?" The youngest son of the Cao family stuck out his tongue, "My classmates in the private school all said that the eldest sister was sold to a brothel..."
"Snapped!"
Cao Defu raised his hand and slapped the table.
The Cao boy was startled.
Mrs. Qi quickly protected her son: "Why are you venting your anger on your son? He is only seven years old, what does he know?"
"He doesn't understand, so you should teach him well. Even his own sister dares to arrange it. This temperament should be properly controlled." Cao Defu said coldly, "If I hear such words again, I will call the family law directly. "
"Wow, wow, dad is bad, dad is a bad guy, I hate dad the most!" The Cao boy burst into tears, "Mom, let's go find Uncle Cao... ugh!"
Mrs. Qi covered her youngest son's mouth, pursed her lips and said, "Don't talk nonsense. If you are so disobedient, then go back."
She dragged her son out of the private room, and the four maids behind her quickly followed.
Cao Yingying frowned slightly.
Uncle Cao?
Is it Butler Cao?
When did the younger brother and Butler Cao become so familiar?
Cao Yingying raised her head and looked at Manager Sun who was standing behind her: "Uncle Sun, can I ask where the batch of gauze my father bought last time came from?"
"It's in Quan County. There is a village there that has been raising silkworms for generations. Luo Shabu came in from there. Something happened to the family of a partner who I knew well before. So I found another person to entrust the work. Unexpectedly, something happened." Butler Sun said, paused, and whispered, "Master, I remember that the previous owner who dyed and weaved Luosha was found by Butler Cao. I'm afraid it wasn't long ago..."
Cao Defu's eyes widened: "Old Cao is a piece of shit. I trust him so much. He harmed my daughter and defrauded my family business. What kind of peace of mind does this have?"
"Dad, calm down." Cao Yingying handed over a glass of water, "Steward Cao's parents were both from the Cao Mansion. It's impossible for him to do such a thing without permission. Could he be ordered by someone else?"
Cao Defu slapped the table: "Could it be my nanny?"
Butler Cao's mother is his nanny, that's why he trusts her so much.
Cao Yingying: "..."
The grass on Nanny Cao's grave is one meter deep. What does it have to do with Nanny? Her father's brain...
She spoke slowly: "Grandma treats daddy as if she were her own son. It's impossible for her to do such a thing. There must be someone else."
"Maybe it's the Zhou family." Cao Defu narrowed his eyes, "Lao Zhou has been viciously competing with me. He can't compete with me in the mall, so now he reaches out to the backyard of my Cao family..."
"Master, look, Cao Fei has entered the finals."
Butler Sun reminded, successfully diverting Cao Defu's attention.
Then he cast a look at Cao Yingying. The old man was stubborn and there was nothing he could do, but he would find out about the matter.
Cao Yingying took a sip of tea. There is no rush in this matter. The evidence must be found. By then...
She suppressed her thoughts and looked up to watch the bead counting competition downstairs.
Twenty people entered the finals. They sat at the desk, each with an abacus, a piece of paper, and a writing brush. The organizer asked ten questions in a row to test the memory of the contestants and the speed of calculation. The slowest answer Five people were eliminated, and those who calculated incorrectly were also eliminated. This time, only eight people were left on the field.
Continue to ask ten more questions in a row until there are only three people left on the field.
One is Cao Fei, one is from the Zhou family, and the other is Zhao Ergou.
"This boy is so amazing!" Cao Defu was surprised. "Sui Ruren is really good at teaching children, so good at business, and so good at settling accounts. If anyone wants to play tricks in front of this boy in the future, I'm afraid they won't be able to deceive him."
Unlike him, he is not very good at arithmetic and relies entirely on the loyalty of his subordinates, otherwise the Cao family's money will be lost to him.
Cao Yingying's eyes also fell on Zhao Ergou. Before, she could see each other every day without feeling anything, but now she couldn't see her for many days in a row. The longing in her heart spread out like a thin thread, twisting in her heart... ...She may not have understood it before, but once they were separated and their thoughts spread, she understood...
She saw Zhao Ergou in high spirits and a smile appeared on his lips.
The competition is in full swing below.
The last three people compete for first place.
This round does not require paper and pen, just use the abacus to calculate. Whoever speaks the answer first will get one point. Within ten questions, whoever calculates the answer the most times will be ranked first.
The person in charge reported: "Fifty-three thousand six hundred and eighty multiplied by two, plus eight hundred and ninety-two, divided by two..."
The long list of questions made people around me feel numb when they heard it.
Cheng Wanwan also had a numb scalp. She could do arithmetic, but was not proficient in it. For this level of mathematics, she needed to rely on a calculator.
The three people were clicking their abacus, and Zhao Ergou won the first question.
Only then did Cao Fei and the Zhou family look at Zhao Ergou. They thought that this kid got in by luck, but in the end... he seemed to be more powerful than them.
The two of them had only regarded each other as their rivals, but now they had to put in all their energy to deal with the outsiders first. After all, they were both older, so it would be a bit embarrassing to lose to a young man.
The competition between the three was extremely fierce.
After nine questions, the three of them each accumulated three points.
The person in charge was about to ask the last question.
Magistrate Shen suddenly stood up: "The arithmetic skills of the three of them are astounding. After looking at the entire race, I feel that the competition is just about hand speed, and it doesn't make much sense anymore. Why don't we try another method?"
He looked at the judges' table and asked, "What do you think?"
County Magistrate Bai twitched his lips. Old Shen, this bitch, has gained the respect of the prefect. Do people dare to object to his opinions?
The judges' bench nodded without exception.
Cao Fei cupped his hands and said, "Your Majesty the County Magistrate, if you dare to speak, do you think the specific method of competition needs to be unanimously agreed upon by the three of us?"
If an inexplicable competition system were introduced, wouldn't the first place he got go away?
"Of course I have to get your consent." County Magistrate Shen said, "In the subject of bead arithmetic, the three of you are equally matched. If you don't use beads, can you quickly calculate the results? Both written and mental arithmetic are acceptable. There is a limit of three questions. How about ranking them in the order in which they come up with the answers?”
Cao Fei's eyes lit up and he was very good at mental arithmetic. Some account books were placed in front of him and he could tell something was wrong at a glance.
The man from the Zhou family was also moved. Sometimes he would use a pen to calculate when he went out without an abacus, and his calculations were quick and accurate.
Zhao Ergou...he naturally agreed. My mother taught me some formulas...
He always felt that there was some suspicion of deliberately letting things slip... But seeing that Magistrate Shen was so upright and upright, an innocent official, he couldn't just accuse someone unjustly...
