Xia Kun obviously vented all his anger on Xia Fangfu.

Xia Fangyuan on the side was so frightened that his body trembled when he saw this, and a cold sweat broke out in his heart, fortunately he succeeded in shirking just now, otherwise he would be the one who was beaten now.

"Bastard, I still don't know what happened!"

Xia Fangfuton was in place for a long time, where did he dare not admit his mistake at this time, even if it was not his fault, he had to admit it.

"The father was angry, and the son knew that he was wrong, so the son apologized to the third brother." Xia Fangfu was really scared, the impression that his father had left in his heart since he was a child was not smiling.

After speaking, Xia Fangfu didn't wait for Xia Kun to answer, and looked directly at Wei Ming: "I'm sorry, third brother, it's the eldest brother who is not pure-minded, jealous of you, and the eldest brother knows that it's wrong." ”

Wei Ming frowned, looking at Xia Fangfu's appearance, he didn't know what to say, but Xia Fangfu was harmful to her, but the real culprit was still hiding behind him and was unharmed.

"It's good that the eldest brother knows his mistakes, and the younger brother and I are not a person with a small belly, so I won't hold grudges." Wei Ming smiled gently and politely, and his eyes fell on Xia Fangyuan, who was dodging on the side, just in time to meet the other party's cold gaze.

Xia Fangyuan touched Wei Ming's smiling eyes, and quickly moved away as if he had been burned.

"Thank you, third brother." Xia Fangfu gritted his teeth and said, now his hatred for Wei Ming has almost condensed into substance.

Xia Kun saw that the matter had been resolved, sighed, looked at Wei Ming soothingly, and wanted to comfort him: "San'er, you have been wronged this time. ”

Wei Mingpi didn't smile, not to mention that Xia Kun had a headache, he also had a headache.

Xia Fangfu and Xia Fangyuan are like Xiao Qiang who can't be beaten again and again, although it is easy to deal with, they can't bear to have many times.

He's got to do it like a way to do it once and for all.

"Father, although this matter was framed by the eldest brother first, didn't you believe your son at first? Do you think your son is in his pocket? Wei Ming's words were accusatory.

Xia Kun was moved, it was indeed he who listened to Xia Fangfu's words and doubted him.

"If it is really because my son is in charge of the rice shop and incurs disaster, then my son would rather not manage these businesses." Wei Ming's slightly threatening words made Xia Kun's heart tighten.

Wei Ming doesn't manage, so who else can have the ability to manage.

"Well, my father understands what you mean." Xia Kun pulled Wei Ming to appease.

"Father will believe in you in the future, and never let this kind of thing happen again!" Xia Kun smiled and assured, giving Wei Ming a reassurance, but it made Xia Fangyuan, who was listening on the side, feel a wave of horror in his heart, and his face turned white.

What Xia Kun means is that they won't even have a chance to frame Wei Ming in the future?

How can he Wei Ming, how can he be!

What Xia Fangyuan thinks Wei Ming naturally doesn't care, he is in a good mood after getting Xia Kun's assurance, although this sentence may not be useful, but it can solve some small troubles.

"With your father's words, the son will be relieved."

The matter came to an end, Xia Kun was also tired, and after repeatedly warning Xia Fangfu and Xia Fangyuan, he waved his hand and let everyone leave.

With this time, Xia Fangfu and Xia Fangyuan really settled down for a few days.

Following

"Follow me

This place. Wei Ming looked at the fine sky and suddenly said to Chang Wu.

I wanted to ask where to go, but looking at Wei Ming's back, he chose to be silent.

……

Standing on the lively street, when he looked at the four words of Xiajia Buzhuang in front of him, Changwu nodded clearly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened.

Is it Buzhuang this time?

Wei Ming's speed is really fast.

The two swaggered into the cloth village, the shopkeeper of the cloth village was a blessed Mediterranean man, seeing Wei Ming and Changwu coming in, he stepped forward with a smile on his face, and the fat on his face seemed to be dancing when he walked, but it was similar to Xia Fangfu.

But such a fat face has the facial features of thief eyebrows, his tall eyebrows are sparse to only a few, and a pair of eyes are narrowed into a slit, which is full of fine light.

"What do you want to see? We have the latest styles here, the fabrics are all good, the only one in Beijing, there is no semicolon. The shopkeeper rubbed his fleshy hands and introduced Wei Ming.

Wei Ming wandered leisurely around the store, rummaging through clothes and fabrics from time to time, indeed these fabrics were all up-to-date, the quality of the color was excellent, and the customers in the store came and went frequently, and the business of the cloth village was good.

"Your name is Guo Yingyun, right?" Wei Ming's question made Guo Yingyun slightly stunned.

"How do guests know?"

"It's been a very moist day, how much oil and water did you take from Buzhuang?" Wei Ming looked at Guo Yingyun squarely and said with a smile.

Guo Yingyun instantly restrained his smile, at this time, if he thought that Wei Ming was here to buy something, he would be a fool.

"You are?"

"Wei Ming, you should have heard of it." Wei Ming reported his home and continued to wander leisurely in Buzhuang, as if he was visiting his own backyard.

Guo Yingyun has naturally heard the name Wei Ming, because now a lot of the Xia family's business has been handed over to Wei Ming, and he has made a name for himself in the last refugee incident.

"It turned out to be the third young master." Guo Yingyun laughed awkwardly, he didn't have a good impression of Wei Ming, after all, he was Xia Fangyuan's person, and he relied on Xia Fangyuan's prestige on weekdays to make a lot of money in Buzhuang.

Wei Ming and Xia Fangyuan are not compatible, and they are naturally not on the same road as him, so their attitude towards him is not respectful.

Wei Ming didn't care about his attitude, but looked through the counter by himself.

There are generally accounts and other things on the table, which are different from the account book, which only briefly records the profit of each month, so that the shopkeeper has a comparison in his heart, and the account book is a detailed record of the daily account receipts, requiring every money to be clearly visible.

Wei Ming found the account and looked at it calmly, almost ten lines at a glance.

But looking at it, Wei Ming frowned, the profit of this cloth village is too small.

Although the cloth village cannot be compared with rice shops and restaurants, the profit is not so bad that it is only one-tenth of that of rice shops.

Chang Wu, who was frowning at Wei Ming from the side, also walked over to take a look.

The two looked at each other and immediately understood what was going on.

He had just looked through the cloth and clothes, and they were all brand new, which showed that the cloth dealer sold goods quickly, so as not to let these clothes be dusted.

"Guo Yingyun, how is the business of Buzhuang?" Wei Ming asked the shopkeeper directly.

"Naturally, it's excellent, Third Miss, you came here for a while, and the cloth village sold a lot of cloth." Guo Yingyun smiled loudly, and proudly introduced Wei Ming, as the shopkeeper, he was also honored that the business of his shop was booming.

Business is booming? Wei Ming smiled, he was just deliberately clichéd, and the shopkeeper was easily fooled.

If business is good, why is the profit on the ledger poor? Naturally, most of the money went into Xia Fangyuan's wallet, and of course this shopkeeper also made a lot of money.

But although the two knew that Xia Fangyuan was enriching their pockets, they couldn't say it at will, after all, just one mouth was not enough, and the only evidence was the account book.

(End of chapter)