Uncle Zhong said, his chest rose and fell, it could be seen that he was very angry, Uncle Zhong looked at the two men in front of him angrily, taking the salary, but not doing things well, which was really annoying.

Zhou Ziwei saw that there was no point in waiting, so she lifted the hem of her clothes and walked in, the man looked at Zhou Ziwei, whether it was Zhou Ziwei or Zhou Mingshu, she had never been to the shop before, so these people didn't know who Zhou Ziwei was.

"As a clerk in a shop, but not doing his job, and having fun when he should be doing things, such a clerk can be dismissed."

Zhou Ziwei put her hands behind her back, straightened her waist, and looked straight at the two men in front of her, her eyes sharp and calm, like the cold stars in the night sky.

The two men were already a little unhappy when Uncle Zhong said this, but now they saw that an inexplicable person could also accuse them, and they were very dissatisfied, so they stared at Zhou Ziwei with unkind faces.

"Who are you, kid, and why are you accusing us?" The two men looked at Zhou Ziwei dissatisfied, not knowing that the person in front of them was their owner.

"With people like you, I know why the business of the shop is getting colder and colder."

Zhou Ziwei no longer paid attention to the anger that gradually rose in the eyes of the two men in front of her, instead tidied up her robe, sat on the wooden stool, picked up the teacup on the table, slowly poured a cup of tea, and handed it to Uncle Zhong.

"Uncle Zhong, sit down, this matter has to be talked about slowly." Zhou Ziwei's voice was gentle and moving, and Uncle Zhong knew that Zhou Ziwei was worried that he was angry.

Since Zhou Ziwei came out, Uncle Zhong never said a word again, staying quietly, he knew that as long as Zhou Ziwei came, there would be no business of his own.

So Uncle Zhong listened to Zhou Ziwei's words, sat down, took the tea cup handed over by Zhou Ziwei, and drank it slowly.

This move made the two men wonder, where did this person come from, could it be the young master? No, the young master is not riddled with illness, so he must not be able to pull out of the shop, but this person's momentum and temperament are extraordinary, and he must not be an ordinary customer.

"Now I'll tell you about it, my name is Zhou Mingshu, I am the eldest young master of the Zhou family, now I know all these things you have done, you can go back today, you have been fired."

Zhou Ziwei looked at the man with cold eyes, and her face did not hesitate at all, this is what she is sure of, not that she is strict, if she continues like this, the shop will be defeated in their hands.

"Huh? Why? Why fire us? Hearing that they had been fired, the two men immediately panicked and were indignant.

Although they heard that the young man in front of them was their owner, they were disrespectful just now, but they didn't believe that Zhou Ziwei would really fire them, most of them were to scare them, they were the "old men" of the store, and they had been doing their best for the store for a long time, until now, it has been seven or eight years.

"I don't care if you just spoke out of your words, but I, Zhou Mingshu, never broke my word, and you were fired."

When Uncle Zhong heard Zhou Ziwei's words, he was shocked at first, and wanted to say something, after all, these people have been doing things in the Zhou Mansion for so many years, they are the people who know the store best, if they are fired like this, I am afraid that it will be even more difficult for the store to operate, and besides, now that they are fired, they will probably no longer have a job to support their families.

Uncle Zhong looked at Zhou Ziwei and was about to speak, but was interrupted by Zhou Ziwei, Zhou Ziwei said bluntly.

"Uncle Zhong, you don't have to intercede for them, they brought it on their own, since they don't like this errand, they can naturally find a better errand."

Uncle Zhong saw the smile in Zhou Ziwei's eyes, nodded, and stopped talking, Zhou Ziwei is now the person in charge of the Zhou Mansion, and Uncle Zhong also believes that Zhou Ziwei must have his own ideas, so he patiently watched how Zhou Ziwei dealt with it.

The two men only realized at this moment that Zhou Ziwei did not have the slightest element of entertainment, and they themselves were now facing the problem of unemployment, how difficult it was to find such an errand now, and the wages given to them by the Zhou Mansion every year were not low, they could not afford to lose this opportunity.

One of the men suddenly knelt in front of Zhou Ziwei with a plop, "Big young master, the little one knows it's wrong, beg the big young master to give the little one another chance, the little one will definitely not be treated like this next time, please the big young master, the small family, the old and the young, are waiting for the little one to raise?" ”

Just after this man knelt down, another man also hurriedly knelt down together, and also said miserably. "Yes, eldest young master, I also have a lot of wives and children in my family, please have mercy on us."

The man saw that Zhou Ziwei was still sitting calmly, constantly fiddling with the tea leaves in the teacup, and he was a little flustered, so he staged a bitter drama, but what he didn't know was that Zhou Ziwei had seen a lot of this kind of drama, and he was already strange.

Zhou Ziwei had a grim smile in the corner of her eyes, she was thinking about whether such two people would give them another chance, but Zhou Ziwei didn't expect these two people to make a pot of hot tea and wait for guests here, which Zhou Ziwei didn't expect.

I saw Zhou Ziwei gently put down the tea cup in her hand, slowly stood up, and looked down at the two men, with a fierce momentum, with indifferent coldness in her eyes, and her eyes looked straight at the two men.

"Have pity on you, pity on you, don't you have pity on everyone else? Can you be lazy and lazy? You can't, there are a lot of people who can do it. ”

After Zhou Ziwei finished speaking, a man walked out of the shop, he was holding about six or seven pieces of cloth in his hand, just like that, a person holding the cloth, staggered out of it, and smelled the fragrance of tea in the shop, he smiled honestly.

"You guys have drunk tea, how about it, my tea-making skills are still good."

At this moment, everyone's eyes stayed on this man, the man didn't seem to hear the previous conversation in the shop, and the fabric he was holding in front of him was very high, blocking his vision, so he didn't see Zhou Ziwei and Uncle Zhong.

The man walked to the counter with a familiar car, slowly put the cloth in his hand, and then turned his head, this time, he was puzzled, why did Uncle Zhong come, who is this son next to him?

Zhou Ziwei looked at the belated man in confusion, Uncle Zhong seemed to see Zhou Ziwei's doubts, so he hurriedly introduced Zhou Ziwei.