Cao An felt that Zhao Congyue was brainless.
But little did he know that these were all forced by him.
Zhao Congyue first lost 50,000 yuan in gambling, and then lost money in Wanhualou, a good business that made a lot of money every day. Behind him, there was a large group of powerful people who had lost money waiting to harm him.
What can he do in this situation?
If there is no way to fill these holes, Zhao Congyue may not be able to sleep well in the next few years.
The back hall of Hanjun Prince's Mansion.
Tang Qi came in from outside.
After sitting down next to Zhao Congyue, he took out a piece of paper and said: "It's all done. I'd like to ask the young master to take a look at it... I also ordered someone to send the land deed and house deed of Wanhua Building to the Prince of Chu's Mansion."
The previous bet was written in black and white.
In addition to "kowtowing", how to do other things and how to do it.
It's not that Zhao Congyue didn't want to default on his debt, but there was a Prince of Chu behind Cao An! Although Zhao Yunsheng wouldn't force him to kowtow, if he didn't give him anything, he would definitely make a fuss.
"Damn it, such a profitable business is just gone?"
Zhao Congyue slapped the table hard, feeling a pain in his heart. He gritted his teeth and said, "I will get back this revenge sooner or later! Not even Zhao Yunsheng will be spared!"
"I am very sure of that."
Tang Qi knew this man's temper, so he could only follow his words: "Don't worry, young master, we will wait until our plan comes true! Even the Prince of Chu's Palace will still bow to you!"
"Those people weren't making a scene?"
Zhao Congyue suppressed his anger and returned to the topic: "Without these elements, they will definitely feel pain. If there is a quarrel, it may not end well."
"Young master, don't worry."
Tang Qi shook the folding fan and said confidently: "They can all make a profit from this increase in food prices. Although there are some risks, as long as they can get money! They will feel more balanced..."
Tang Qi himself disagreed with this matter of teasing food prices.
But he also knew that Zhao Congyue had no good choice now...
Those people will not be willing to lose in vain. If these holes cannot be filled, even if everyone does not make a fuss, they will definitely feel resentful.
Later, the servant opened the door and came in.
"I would like to report to you, Mr. Lang."
Zhao Congyue adjusted his expression and said indifferently: "What's the matter?"
The servant lowered his head: "Yingchuan Hou, Shu Qinghou and other small offices are here, and the grain merchants are also here. They are waiting for you in the front hall at the moment."
"What are they here for? Isn't everything settled?"
Zhao Congyue couldn't bear his anger.
Damn, you can make money right away, can’t you wait for a few days?
"They said they have something important to discuss, it's extremely urgent!"
"……Why!"
Zhao Congyue stood up slowly and sighed for no reason.
I remember how high-spirited he was back then, he wanted money and people! No one in Bianliang City dared to provoke him.
But since...
Since Cao An appeared, he has suffered repeated setbacks and lost both fame and fortune.
why? Cao An is just a lonely rich man, a rogue who is hated by everyone. What qualifications does he have to compete with someone? Why should he!
Arriving at the front hall, everyone stood up one after another.
Nie Yong, the son of Marquis Yingchuan, stood up and said with a solemn expression: "Brother Zhao, something happened!"
Zhao Congyue sat down with a smile: "Brother Nie, why are you anxious? Even big things must be dealt with slowly. Being anxious will only make people dizzy... Come here, serve tea."
Smart people never lose their composure in front of outsiders. The more serious the matter, the more calm they have to be.
"How can I not be in a hurry!"
Nie Yong didn't take care of the tea brought by his servant, and walked two steps forward: "Cao An has opened a warehouse to sell grain!"
Zhao Congyue remained indifferent, took a sip of tea, and said with a smile: "So what? Didn't we sign a contract a few days ago? According to the rules, the old grains from several major granaries in the city should be delivered to our grain merchants in the near future. .”
Without old grain, only new grain can be sold.
The quantity of new grain is limited and the price is slightly expensive. Even if Cao An is willing to sell it at a low price, how can the court sit back and watch and lose money? He will feel better then.
"That's what I'm talking about!"
Grain merchant Wu Shuangqing stood up and said anxiously: "My young master is unaware that Cao An has withheld the grain that was supposed to be delivered to us, and even said that... any large batches of grain will be suspended before the grain is transferred to Beijing!"
Snap.
Zhao Congyue lost his grip on the tea bowl and water splashed on his body: "Why should he? The contract is written in black and white, even the court cannot ignore it! Go and find someone to impeach!"
"It's no use, I'm afraid."
Wu Shuangqing smiled bitterly and shook his head: "The contract we signed before did not specify the delivery time."
"Why?"
"this……"
Wu Shuangqing and other grain merchants lowered their heads one after another, and said with evasive eyes: "The villain originally thought that if the delivery is delayed one day, the payment will be settled one day late. But who would have thought..."
Businessmen pursue profits and like to use other people's money to do their own things.
"idiot!"
Zhao Congyue was angry, grabbed the tea cup and smashed it with his hands: "Just to take advantage of this small thing? You have ruined a big thing! Now that the court is not short of food, how should the plan proceed!"
"Young Master, please forgive me. I am willing to be punished for this matter!"
Wu Shuangqing knelt down, and then begged: "But the plan has already begun. In Bianliang, Yingchang, Chenliu and other places... we have spent hundreds of thousands just to collect grain! There is no way out!"
"If there is no way out, die!"
Zhao Congyue couldn't bear it anymore and yelled: "I have been telling you before, be careful! Be careful! But what about you? Who can blame you for your own misfortune?"
Damn, everyone is more active than the other when making money.
Now that trouble has come, you think of me?
Zhao Congyue felt extremely sad. Why did he just go with these idiots? After all, he would rather cooperate with Cao An!
"Brother Zhao, calm down. It's useless to talk about this now. We still have to find a way!"
Nie Yong persuaded in a low voice, and then said urgently: "If Cao An is allowed to sell grain in such a big way, who will come to buy from us? Not to mention the high price, once the people are stabilized, so much grain..."
Even if the price is reduced, it won’t be sold out for a while!
Grain has a shelf life, and storage, loss, labor, and transportation all cost money.
Once food from the south enters Beijing, they will go bankrupt in an instant!
After a moment of silence, Zhao Congyue took a deep breath.
He didn't want to care about it, but he couldn't care about it: "How long does it take for the food from Huaixi to arrive in Beijing?"
Tang Qi thought for a moment and whispered: "Based on the current sailing speed, the fastest is about fifteen days and the slowest is a month!"
"Open a position!"
Zhao Congyue no longer hesitated and said coldly: "Immediately inform all the major grain stores that we will sell as much as the imperial court sells! We will sell as much as we can before the grain from Huaixi reaches Beijing."
"this……"
Wu Shuangqing and other businessmen hesitated for a moment and did not express their stance immediately.
Zhao Congyue was so angry that he sneered: "You really want money at the expense of your life, right? Well, I don't care anymore! You can do whatever you want, and when you are bankrupt, I will come and see you off!"
"Yes, I will give you the instructions right away!"
The grain merchants did not dare to talk nonsense anymore and stood up to leave one after another.
Nie Yong did not leave, however, and waited until the room was quiet.
He leaned forward and whispered: "Brother Zhao, this is only treating the symptoms but not the root cause! How is it possible to sell out hundreds of thousands of stones of grain in twenty days? And..."
You promised us to make money.
If you do this, let alone make money, you will inevitably lose a lot of money!
Zhao Congyue looked at him coldly and said angrily: "The imperial court takes action so quickly to warn us not to reach out! Don't you understand such a simple truth?"
"But we have already taken action. Is the court satisfied now that we have stopped?"
Nie Yongyong is Wu Shuangqing, and he will not be easily intimidated: "If the money is not earned, and the court hates him, that will be trouble...who will help to speak?"
If you have money, you can naturally find helpers.
But you have nothing, and you’ve made a fuss, so who is willing to pay attention to you?
Zhao Congyue felt helpless and could only sigh: "Don't worry, someone will take action..."
