Yu Qianye lowered her head and looked at the ledger on the desktop.

The yellowed paper is densely filled with all kinds of data, which are the financial records of each store.

The steward hesitated for a moment, then sighed.

He nodded and said, "Miss Hui, on the left and right sides of each of our pastry shops, a new 'Wan'er Ice Cream Shop' has opened." Her family has a very good business, which makes it impossible for us to do it. ”

Yan'er was a little angry and snorted twice.

"Miss, that Zhang Wanxue is too bullying! Deliberately rented out shops on both sides of our pastry shop. In this way, who still patronizes our store in the middle? ”

"It doesn't matter, since you're losing money, you're going to close all those stores." Yu Qianye fiddled with the abacus, and her snow-white fingers flexibly plucked the beads.

She didn't seem to care.

Yan'er was not convinced, and said anxiously: "Miss, Zhang Wanxue did this on purpose, you can't be fooled by her!" She just wants to see that we can't go on, and last time she was triumphant in front of the slave maid, saying that she wished our family a sooner break! ”

Yu Qianye smiled slightly, "It's okay, let's change the decoration and open a shroud shop." ”

"What?!" Yan'er and the steward were shocked at the same time.

Is the eldest lady kidding? A good pastry shop, to transform into a shroud shop?

You know, people here are a little superstitious and think that such a shop is not very auspicious.

If there is no vain matter, most people will take a detour and never enter the store.

Yu Qianye nudged the abacus in front of him and stood up, "Yes, let's open a shroud shop!" ”

The steward immediately understood what she meant.

He couldn't help but persuade: "Miss, you are acting rashly!" In this way, aren't our stores also losing? ”

"Are they making a profit now?" Yu Qianye asked rhetorically.

"......" the steward was stunned.

That's right.

These stores were completely out of business by Zhang Wanxue, and they have long been in a state of serious losses.

If it is replaced by a shroud shop, the pastry shops opened by the Zhang family on both sides will inevitably be affected.

Yan'er clapped her hands and applauded, "Okay, miss, Zhang Wanxue doesn't let us do business, so don't want to do it!" ”

The steward listened to her words, and naturally did not dare to slack off.

He found a trick and quickly transformed the store.

The Yu family's shroud shop soon opened, and Zhang Wanxue deliberately opened pastry shops on both sides, and the business cooled down in an instant.

Who is okay to dangle to the door of the shroud shop every day? Isn't this self-defeating?

Zhang Wanxue was quite relieved at first, looking at the Yu family shop that was crowded by her in the middle, she was very proud.

A few days later, the stores closed and were forced to close.

At that time, Zhang Wanxue gloated, and went to her to find a sense of existence when she had nothing to do.

Unexpectedly, in just a few days, all the shops in the middle were opened into shroud shops, doing the business of dead people.

Passers-by refused to come for fear of bad luck.

Pastries are also not a daily necessity, and Zhang Wanxue's business has plummeted.

She was so angry that she had a headache and the pressure doubled.

You must know that there are so many shops, and the monthly rent is a lot of money!

If it goes on like this, she will eventually have to close the door!

As soon as Yu Qianye went out, she stopped her.

"Miss Yu, don't deceive people too much!" Zhang Wanxue was menacing, standing in front of her with her waist crossed.

Behind her, she was followed by a few family guards, obviously afraid that she would suffer.

The sword last time almost killed her.

Zhang Wanxue still has palpitations.