"Murong Xi! Don't forget that this shop also has my shares under its name, I want to mass-produce down jackets, and the clothes are divided into first-class, second-class, third-class, first-class best, second-class, and third-class, we can not be so exquisite, the fabric can be average, but the price must be acceptable to the common people, I don't want to let the people freeze to death for your dirty silver! ”

Yun Qiange pointed directly at the ordinary people walking on the road outside the window, although it was late autumn, they were all wrapped in cotton clothes and shivering coldly, those poor people were not like the fox attack and silk brocade clothes they bought for rich children.

Murong Xi didn't seem to understand Yun Qiange's behavior very much, he only thought that this woman was sick in the brain.

She glared angrily, and he also sneered and sneered: "Miss Xiaoge, I am a businessman, not a saint!" ”

"Murong Xi, are you even black in your heart? You profiteer, have you fed all your conscience to the dogs? She gritted her teeth angrily, and slammed her fist on the table, so strong that the autumn wind was blowing outside the window, and the birds on the window flew away from the room with the smell of gunpowder.

The man didn't seem to want to pay attention to this woman who seemed to him to be too unreasonable, he took his gold abacus, sat at the table and continued to calculate the income of this month, the fingertips flying on the gold abacus seemed to be dancing a pleasing dance, he replied to her without raising his head while calculating: "This is not something you can worry about Miss Xiaoge, I only know that businessmen only need to be profitable, and I don't care about the lives and deaths of other people, waste that heart to produce those inferior clothes, not to mention much profit, It will also cost a lot of manpower, material and financial resources, but it is better to spend some effort to make those fifty down jackets as perfect as possible, so that they can be sold at a good price. ”

Yun Qiange was about to be driven crazy by Murong Xi's indifferent attitude, she snatched the golden abacus in his hand, and her tone was so cold that it seemed to freeze: "You can watch the people being frozen to death, sorry, I can't, I'll tell you now, if you don't do what I say, we will terminate the contract!" The old lady is gone. ”

After listening to Yun Qiange's words, Murong Xi raised his head slightly, looked her up and down, in the halo of morning light, the woman's appearance was plain, the cyan cotton clothes lined her with a slender figure, and there was a cold and outstanding temperament surging on her body.

Her long hair was only tied with a cyan ribbon, and there was no place on her body that looked like she was rich, and she really didn't know where she used the silver taels that Liuyun Nishang earned for her.

The man's sword eyebrows raised slightly, and he sneered at her contemptuously: "Heh, terminate the contract? The contractual compensation is not a small amount. ”

Yun Qiange grabbed the collar of his robe, but there was a broken jar in his words: "Murong Xi, even if the family is bankrupt, I will lose your money, let's break up!" I think you're a smart man, you should know that if I'm gone, you don't have to go. ”

His phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked angry, and even his tone became low: "Miss Xiaoge, are you threatening me?" ”

A wind blew through her long black hair, the color in her eyes gradually deepened, and the cold air from her body quietly spread out, Yun Qiange hooked the corners of her lips indifferently, and her tone seemed to leave no room for negotiation: "Otherwise, what do you think?" ”