When Chu Qing led people back to Zhizhou Mansion, Gao Fenghuang, who had just returned to Guocheng from Beijing a few days ago, handed over a roster.
Without looking at the roster first, Chu Qing said with a smile: "You are like the protagonist of the Diaosi Counterattack script. You came from a grassroots background and joined a big boss. The big boss died. You were sent to Hucheng. You practiced martial arts well and met King Qi. , after I came, I became a dian again. Even His Majesty praised you. After returning to the capital for two days, I pretended to be a rich second-generation fisherman. The Ministry of War extended an olive branch to you. I ignored you and returned to Guocheng. The specific position has not yet been decided, but the imperial court has given you a sixth-grade official status. In just three years, your life experience can be enough to write a street novel."
Gao Fenghuang looked excited: "If I hadn't met the adults, where would I be today? When I was in Beijing, the students..."
Phoenix, who personally led people to Yingdao to escort grain and grass and killed many Japanese thieves, burst into tears as he spoke and had mixed feelings.
Sometimes he was afraid and didn't dare to think about what life would have been like if he hadn't met Chu Qing back then. He thought he would have lived a mediocre life, and how could he have experienced the magnificent events that only such a good man could experience.
He was almost thirty years old, and tears fell one after another.
My friends didn't laugh at me, they were more understanding.
The most emotional ones are Wen Ya and Qiu Baoyu. It is not easy to move from the eighth line to the first line.
In fact, Chu Qing has never been proud, because he never thought that many people's lives have changed dramatically because of meeting him.
The heartless Chu Qing just laughed casually and opened the roster: "What is this?"
"You send someone to notify the merchants and aristocratic families who are coming to Guocheng, and list the people who arrived at Guocheng."
"Is it so thick?"
After Chu Qing flipped through it, he looked slightly surprised after taking a casual look.
"Mr. Bai came here in person, and the Liu family, the Chen family, and the Wu family from the West also came, and they are all the heads of the family. Oh my god, and also, the Fei family, a wealthy family in the south, all sent people. Is this a way to save face?"
Gao Fenghuang was slightly confused.
He didn't think it had anything to do with whether he was giving face or not. Chu Qing, the commander of the Wild Prince Qianqi Camp, asked someone to come over. It would be wrong if the family head didn't come. Then it must be the person who has the final say.
There are more than 300 people on the roster, not to say 300 representatives, many of them are accompanied by their entourage. If divided by "family", there are at least more than 50 people.
More than fifty people may seem like a small number, but in fact some people can't come even if they want to. They are not qualified. Chu Qing only invited more than fifty people. He did not invite the most famous ones, but only invited the richest ones in the family, including the Nangong family.
The Nangong family sent Nangong Shou.
In fact, it stands to reason that Nangong Ping is following Chu Qing now and there is no need to send anyone.
Nangong Xi is such a thief. He knows the water thrown by his nephew who ran away. He only knows Master Chu but not his uncle. If A Ping really makes the decision, Nangong Ping might be able to buy the entire Nangong family at a discount.
There are also people from the Fu family. Mr. Fu came in person. They are all members of his own family and there is no need to be so polite. The main reason is that Fu Youcaihuo has never seen the sea at his age and insists on coming over to have a look.
It was obvious that there were only about fifty people who could speak, but Gao Fenghuang counted all non-Guocheng people and conducted a thorough background check, regardless of whether they were coachmen or guards, and he was very careful in his work.
This group of wealthy people started spending money like water after they arrived, which can be regarded as a moderate income for Guo Cheng.
When Mr. Guo Cheng saw the rich man coming, he didn't say anything and just slaughtered him.
But poverty still limits their imagination. Let's talk about Mr. Fu. He wanted to go out to sea to catch some big fish and asked if he could buy a boat. Gao Fenghuang raised a finger, and Mr. Fu threw out 10,000 guan of silver. ticket.
What Gao Fenghuang wants to say is a thousand strings, and he can fool him by making a small broken boat.
After collecting tens of thousands of silver notes and delivering them to the Zhizhou Mansion, Gao Fenghuang bought a small broken boat, but he felt very uneasy. This broken boat was worth at most two hundred dollars. It had no technical content at all and was still small. Just pick a Mohist disciple and bring two fishermen with him. can be made.
As a result, Mr. Fu had fun after boarding the boat. With a wave of his hand, he received another 10,000 yuan in silver notes, which he should reward Gao Fenghuang.
Such things abound. Many businessmen came and wandered around. When they saw the fishing boats coming back, they wanted to invest, pickled the fish and sold it to various places.
This is a businessman who can always see a way to make money.
Chu Qing seemed to be talking about heavyweights, so he couldn't use the rhetoric he had originally thought of. He was originally thinking of a blackmail of a forced buying and selling nature, but now he had to change his strategy.
"Are these people settled?"
"Don't worry, sir. We have sent troops from the Marine Division to protect you. Whoever dares to make a mistake will be killed!"
Chu Qing: "..."
Fu San couldn't stand it anymore: "These are all financial backers, don't make enemies."
"What Third Brother said is that the general will make arrangements soon."
Even Phoenix, who is on the 18th level, knows that the third brother represents Chu Qing. The third brother may refute what Chu Qing says, but Chu Qing will never refute what the third brother says.
After waving Phoenix to leave, Chu Qing looked at the roster and thought to himself.
This is the first time that he has been unable to discuss with his friends. It involves the business field and there is a lack of relevant talents, so only the Tao brothers and sisters can help.
But Tao Qi and Tao Weiran, the two siblings, are involved too much, which is already shocking enough. It would be easy for them to get involved, and of course, the most important thing is that the little money of the Tao family will be taken away. He's almost paid out, all of it has been turned into shares, and no matter how hard he tries, he can't get anything out of it.
After thinking about it for a while, Chu Qing began to lock himself in the room again and write and draw with pen and paper.
After everyone found out, they didn't take it seriously because they were used to it, so they just messed around and usually didn't use it after writing or drawing.
This time, Chu Qingjie became serious.
Not only did he have someone send him a map, but he also revised the current tax laws of the Chang Dynasty, including the wealth of aristocratic families, etc.
After four days of busy work, Chu Qing came out of seclusion. With a look of confidence that he didn't know where it came from, he waved his hand and said, "What a banquet!"
I am very confused. The people who understand and invite the banquet must be those rich and wealthy people.
What everyone doesn't understand is, with Chu Qing's current status, why he still entertains this group of people and just lets people stick a knife into each other's thighs and demand money.
Even Nangong Ping didn't understand what he meant. He hesitated and asked Chu Qing, should the wine for the banquet be poisoned in advance?
Not only was the banquet held, but the standard was also very high. Chu Qing specially asked Tao Weiran to go to the state capitals to invite the pillars of several kilns and rehearse extremely fragrant dances.
All the friends came, sat next to her with tears in their eyes and started to watch.
Tao Ruolin, the headmistress of the house, finally couldn't stand it anymore, grabbed Chu Qing's ear and asked sternly what the hell this kid was up to.
Chu Qing just said one word, make money.
Tao Ruolin turned around, pinched her waist, and scolded a group of coquettish prostitutes.
"Lift your legs higher, look a little more charming, that's right, that's it, be a little more charming, wrap your chest lower..."
