Han Beiqing entered the inner room of the bookstore and saw a pile of pages piled up inside that had not yet had time to cut and bind, as well as a young man in his twenties.

"The original guy?" Han Beiqing looked at Da Long: "His salary, can it be settled?"

Dalong smiled and shook his head: "I pressed the exchange price too hard, and one of the conditions was to keep this little guy. We will pay for his salary, and he will work for our family from now on."

Han Beiqing nodded: "It's all his familiar work, and he is much more skilled than our business. It was right to leave him behind, well, this pile of unbound scattered pages is a book ready to be put out?"

"Miss, I, I'm working overtime. I won't delay business." The young man was genuinely frightened, thinking that the new boss was going to blame him.

"It's okay, there's no hurry." Seeing that the young man was very scared, Han Beiqing smiled and waved his hand with a smile: "I also just took over, and I am not familiar with the things in the bookstore."

"I'm not in a hurry to open in the next two days, you put down your work first. Tell me about the rules of the bookstore, as well as about printing."

The young man was shocked, and said in his heart where did this Miss Kuo come from. I didn't understand anything, so I plunged headlong into it. The bookstore is a loss-making business, and the former owner loses money every month and delays the payment of wages. He had planned to finish the month and find another way. Unexpectedly, as soon as the door opened this morning, someone came to take over.

"Miss, are you really paying me for my salary?" The young man is most concerned about his salary, for fear that the young lady in front of him will change his mind.

"How much do you make a month?" Da Longji moved a stool for Han Beiqing with great eyes. By the way, I glared at the stupid Xinrui who looked at the excitement and didn't have any work in his eyes.

Xinrui was glared at by the big dragon with a look of grievance, but she also knew that she was really not clever enough. Aggrieved, he exited the inner room and quietly went outside to find water for Han Beiqing.

"My salary is not much, seven hundred yuan a month." The young man lowered his head and muttered in a low voice, "The salary is not high, and the shopkeeper always drags it out. I thought that when the shopkeeper paid this month's salary, I would find a handyman."

Dalong looked at this young man's fine skin and tender meat, especially the long fingers were very good-looking. smiled and teased: "Your hands are white and tender, you know at a glance that you haven't done rough work."

The young man lowered his head and looked at his delicate fingers: "I have also studied, and I also wanted to gain fame. But the family is poor and can't afford it, the bookstore is not tired, and the shopkeeper also asks him to read."

But the bookstore didn't make money, and after leaving the bookstore, he had to work as a coolie.

"Dalong, settle his wages when he gets off work at night." Han Beiqing glanced at Da Long, and casually picked up a book bound by a young man.

Looking at the book in his hand, Han Beiqing frowned and said, "Why is this printing uneven? The paper is so black that the pictures are going to be a mess." Han Beiqing picked up another package and looked good, and when he opened it, he saw that it was the same quality as the one he bought at home.

"That's pretty good." Han Beiqing was surprised by the difference in the quality of the books, and looked at the young man: "What's going on?"

"There are good and bad books, some people like to buy cheap ones, and rich people like to buy good quality ones. The former shopkeeper said, "Life is difficult, fill your stomach first."

Han Beiqing nodded, this is true, as soon as the store door opens, the cost will follow.

"Is it all in a printing shop?" If the genuine piracy and edition are all from one place, then the boss is really a bit powerful.

"We also had a lot of printing shops in Huaining County earlier, but they gradually disappeared. Now if only in the current Yuanheng paper printing shop, his store is big and the business is good. There are also more machines, and there are more workers doing the work. Not only our Huaining County locals like to do it here, but also Yangzhuang, Fanjiazhuang and Kaiyang County in the west, they also like to come to us to print."

The young man's words made Han Beiqing secretly surprised, she didn't expect that the small Huaining County would hide this printing factory with a huge business scope.

She glanced at Da Long, and Da Long immediately showed a disapproving expression. He pouted and sneered, "Since there are many workers and machines, the store should be very large." I've been wandering around Huaining County for a few months, and I haven't seen any printing shops at all. You can see that you are bragging."

Saying that, Dalong said to Han Beiqing respectfully, "Miss, I see that this young guy is stupid when he is trapped in this inch-sized bookstore. Whatever others say, is what it is. I'll tell you the truth."

The young man is in a hurry, he has the heart to behave in front of the new owner, how can he tell nonsense.

Stiffening his neck, he exhaled angrily: "Who told a lie, I, Guo Zhuang, am also a scholar, and I won't follow the crowd."

"You? Still reading people!" Dalong looked up and laughed, with a look of contempt: "I see that you are stupid to read. Do you know about oil trucks? Recently, everyone in Huaining County has praised the new tricks, and I will tell you clearly that the owner of this oil truck is our young lady."

Dalong pointed at Han Beiqing, looking like a proud dog: "The daughter of Lord Han County, Han Beiqing, Miss Han." We walked back and forth several times a day from the east of the city to the west of the city. I've never seen such a big paper printing shop as you said, and you can't fool us by lying."

Guo Zhuang was originally excited by Da Long, but when he knew Han Beiqing's identity, he calmed down all of a sudden. Z.br>

After calming down, he was surprised and delighted in his heart. When I was surprised, the young girl in front of me was actually the owner of the oil truck that the people had been talking about recently, and I was happy that she should not delay the payment of wages in the bookstore.

"Who told you that paper prints are in the city?" Guo Zhuang was no longer excited, but he did not become flattering because he knew Han Beiqing's identity.

At this time, he was sober-minded, and he was ready to perform well in front of Han Beiqing. A capable person who can come up with a fuel truck to travel, otherwise it will make this bookstore the second hotly discussed place in Huaining County.

But in an instant, Guo Zhuang had already figured it out. He won't leave this bookstore if he is killed, and he knows that something big will happen in this bookstore that he didn't expect. He doesn't want to be a bystander, he wants to be involved.

The more Guo Zhuang's heart grew, and he looked at Han Beiqing's eyes full of expectation: "Printing paper needs to drain a lot of dirty water. Boss Lu felt that this would pollute Xiaoqing River, so he moved the entire printing factory to the outskirts of the city, away from Xiaoqing River. He also did not allow the other printing houses in the city to pour dirty water into the river, but only to dump it into dung trucks and throw it out of the city."

"It is precisely because of Boss Lu's domineering that no one dares to open in the city. Small printing houses are not uncommon, but the cost of transportation outside the city is high. Over time, only Yuanfeng Paper Printing is the only one that dominates."

Han Beiqing sounded a little familiar, and Dalong on the side also thought of the same thing.

"Yuanfeng paper print? Boss Lu? You mean, Boss Lu of the crude medicine shop in Yuanfeng Hall?" Dalong asked Guo Zhuang in surprise.

"Yes!" Guo Zhuang nodded, he looked at Dalong suspiciously, "Don't you know? Anything with the word Yuanfeng written on it is Boss Lu's industry. He's the richest man in Huaining County."