Honshin Temple.

"Miss, are you going to go out?"

Yun Yun served Xin Xing and changed her clothes, and said curiously.

"I'm going out, but not to play, but to solve some problems."

Xin Xing said lightly, the longer it drags on, the more difficult it will be to solve, since a few shops have been found to make fake accounts, they must be dealt with quickly, so as not to increase the number of rights and wrongs.

"Uh-oh."

Yun Yun was thoughtful, but not white.

"Young farmer, the carriage is ready."

Fang Ying hugged his fist.

"Okay, go shop by shop, so as not to slip through the net."

Xin Xing said lightly.

Xin Xing walked out of Fanxin Courtyard, dressed in white like snow, with a simple and generous bun, like a goddess of the Nine Heavens, and many young young maids peeked at it with red faces.

Yun Yun followed in green clothes, and Xingying was cold in black.

Outside the main gate of Changle Villa, the main tributary of Silk Mountain looks at Xingxi like a silver dragon coiled in front of Changle Villa from top to bottom, as if it is guarding.

The low-key and luxurious carriage waited quietly, the coachman hurriedly carried down the short stairs, Yunyun helped Xin Xing into the carriage, and Fang Ying and Xingying sat outside the carriage.

"Uncle Fang, why don't you come in and sit, there is a lot of space in the carriage."

Xin Xing said softly.

"Don't be a young owner!"

Fang Ying said respectfully.

"Okay."

Xin Xing's tone was light, after all, there is a difference between men and women, so forget it.

On the streets of Beijing, a horse-drawn carriage with the sign of Changle Villa was driving, and pedestrians and carriages gave way.

"Young Zhuang Master, the cloth pavilion has arrived!"

Fang Ying reminded.

Xin Xing thought lightly: "Cloth Pavilion." This is also within the scope of making false accounts.

The coachman carried down the small stairs, Yun Yun helped Xin Xing get out of the carriage, Xin Xing forgot to wear a veil when he went out today, and his stunning face was seen by everyone who came and went, causing a lot of commotion.

"Who is that beautiful young lady? I have never seen such a beautiful woman. ”

"You see, the carriage is printed with the logo of Changle Villa, presumably this is the Yin Pearl in the palm of the famous owner of Changle Villa."

……

Xin Xing entered the cloth pavilion, and many customers looked at her curiously, all attracted by her appearance.

Immediately, a little maid greeted respectfully: "This young lady doesn't know what to buy?" We have all kinds of satin, and we have ready-to-wear garments. ”

Xin Xing took out the owner's waist card, and the little guy immediately went to ask the shopkeeper in fear.

The shopkeeper's respectful waist was about to bend down, and he asked Xin Xing to go upstairs.

"I don't know if the young owner is coming, and the little one is guilty."

The shopkeeper was about to kneel down as he spoke, Xin Xing said lightly: "You get up first, I'm just idle to take a look." ”

"Yes, yes!"

The shopkeeper slowly got up and stood aside, hunched to the side.

Immediately, a small servant served tea and pastries, Xin Xing sat down, picked up the tea, blew the water vapor and put it down.

"I'm here to ask why Shopkeeper Cui is so bold to make fake accounts and coax me?"

Xin Xing got straight to the point, and although his tone was careless, he was so frightened that the shopkeeper Cui knelt on the ground with weak legs, his face was full of panic, and sweat was like rain.

"Young owner, I, how dare I coax the young owner?"

Shopkeeper Cui's yin yin body trembled like a sieve of chaff, but his mouth was still stiff and tight.

"Shopkeeper Cui, have you made false accounts, you and I know the yin in our hearts, do you know the rules of Changle Villa? What is the punishment for making false accounts in vain, right? ”

Although Xin Xing was laughing, the darkness in his eyes released danger.

"The young owner spares his life, the young owner spares his life! Little mistakes! The little one did make a fake account! ”

The shopkeeper Cui immediately kowtowed like pounding garlic, and the floor was knocked down.

"Okay, don't knock, it's too noisy!"

Xin Xing leisurely picked up the tea and drank it lightly, frowned and waved his hand, the most unbearable thing to see others kowtow to.

The shopkeeper Cui immediately stopped knocking, knelt on the ground and was so frightened that he almost cried.

"Young owner, the small one is helpless, the cloth pavilion has a serious loss this year, and the small one is afraid that the gathering will be punished at the end of the year, so he made this decision."

Shopkeeper Cui looked bitter and haha, and finally told the truth.

The gathering will be held at the end of each year in Changle Villa, and the person in charge of the profitable and loss-making shops will be praised and encouraged. If the loss is severe, he will be dismissed from his post and make up for the loss with his own property.

Xin Xing didn't look like he was lying, and said tentatively: "Is it really because of losses that you made fake accounts, not for you to collect money privately?" ”

"I ate the heart of a bear and the gall of a leopard for the little ones, and the little ones didn't dare to collect money! This year, the business of Bu Yige is very bleak, and a new embroidery workshop has been opened in Beijing, and the embroidery girls in it are all very good at embroidery, and the guests are attracted to it. ”

Shopkeeper Cui sighed and spoke eloquently.

"You get up and talk first."

Xin Xing waved his hand and motioned for Shopkeeper Cui to get up, and he could still distinguish between helplessness and dissent.

"Thank you, young owner."

Shopkeeper Cui got up and respectfully presented the real account book, Xin Xing opened it seriously, and Shopkeeper Cui made the real situation clear.

"I see, you write down the cloth in the cloth cabinet, the profit and loss, and the usual partners and send them to Changle Villa, I have my own countermeasures.

Also, it's not terrible to lose money, it's terrible that you're losing money all the time. If you conceal the truth and make false accounts next time, you will not be spared. ”

Xin Xing's expression was serious, and his eyes were like torches looking at the shopkeeper Cui.

The shopkeeper Cui thought that this time it would be difficult to escape, but he didn't expect the young owner to not punish himself, and immediately thanked him with a smile on his face.

"Thank you to the young owner, the little one must obey the words of the young owner."

"Okay, also, Buyi Pavilion will be closed after I leave. All the servants went to work on the newly developed farmland of Changle Villa, and their wages were twice as much. You will do a good job of the things I want to give you, and if you don't do it well and I find out, I will not spare it. ”

Xin Xing got up and left after explaining to the shopkeeper Cui, and the shopkeeper Cui sent him off more respectfully.