Pei Xiayun lowered his eyes, and his two hands were put together, as if he was casually playing with his slender and white fingertips.

"Over the years, Mo Yunju has earned less money from me?"

Pei Xiayun asked softly.

The steward was speechless.

You have to speak of conscience.

patted his chest and said that Mo Yunju has really made a lot of money from Pei Xiayun over the years.

Outsiders think that Pei Xiayun is just an apprentice painter, but they don't know that now Mo Yunju can occupy a place in the literary world, almost all of which is due to Pei Xiayun's contributions.

Merely......

The steward sighed.

"Brother Xia, listen to my advice."

"When you were desperate, it was our owner who took you in, and it was the owner's kindness that gave you this errand."

"Otherwise, you also know that there is Feng Lailou pressing on the other side. Those shops in the city, but no one will think of hiring your Pei family. ”

"Let's not mention this kindness first, you signed the contract with the owner at the beginning. The five-year period is only three years, and the deadline has not yet expired, so you can't help but talk about credibility......"

Pei Xiayun frowned slightly.

In all fairness, the steward is not bad to him, and he protects him as much as he can. But like the last time I was freehand, it was beyond the ability of the steward himself, so he couldn't protect it.

But in some small things, the steward has never treated Pei Xiayun badly.

Pei Xiayun buried his face in his palm, he rubbed his face, and then slowly raised his head and said in a clear and quiet tone.

"The terms of the deed that were signed at the beginning were written like this. Either I have worked in Moyunju for five years, or I have earned 100,000 taels of silver for the owner. ”

"One of the two requirements must be met before the contractual relationship can be terminated."

"Although it's only been three years now, I think I've earned enough for Moyunju.

Pei Xiayun calculated an account by himself, and the money he earned for Mo Yunju in the past three years had exceeded the task.

That's 180,000.

According to the original agreement, of the 180,000 taels of silver, he only took 10%, and Mo Yunju accounted for 90%.

In other words, so far, Pei Xiayun's private small treasury has 18,000 taels of silver.

The employment relationship between the two parties has long been terminated.

The steward was stunned.

I feel that Pei Xiayun is like a hob meat today, and the oil and salt do not enter.

How is this good?

The steward was so anxious that his mouth was full of foam.

"Brother Xia, if you don't go back with me, I really can't explain it to the owner."

Pei Xiayun's already dark eyes became even darker at the moment.

"I have no problem with you."

"But the name Liuyu is now regarded as a leader in the painting world, not to mention resounding throughout the Wuyan country, but at least it is very famous in Wuzhou."

"The name is a part of me and the result of years of hard work."

"But now?"

"My identity has been snatched away, and I, Pei Xiayun, am under the roof, and I have to bow my head, and I really can't care about it."

"But the deed I signed with Mo Yunju was limited to making money, but no one told me. Even the name Liuyu had to be discarded. ”

It's like a child raised by himself, but he was suddenly snatched away, and he couldn't even complain.

Pei Xiayun bent his lips, but there was not the slightest smile on his face.

(End of chapter)