Chapter 742 Daily Life
Meng Zijun actually didn't want to do this or that for Zhang Xiaohua, especially after Duan Li came back, he always felt that dealing with Zhang Xiaohua was not good.

But Duan Li didn't give him any errands, and still asked him to be responsible for Zhang Xiaohua's affairs.

In the past, I felt that Duan Li was very demanding in his work, and he thought about it every time, for fear of making any mistakes. Later, when he worked for Zhang Xiaohua, Zhang Xiaohua was not very demanding, but the things he explained were cumbersome and difficult.

Last time it was a sewing machine, this time it was a bicycle. By the way, there is also the matter of the fruit wine soap candle that Duan Li explained before. Now he also knows that it was Zhang Xiaohua's idea, and he calls him for everything. exhausted.

If this continues, he will be exhausted to death by Zhang Xiaohua's unconstrained ideas!
"I also have a lot of managers under me, who are very powerful. Someday I will introduce you to me." Mencius-jun assured me after finishing speaking, "You can definitely trust me."

"Do you look good?"

"what?"

"Are you interested?"

Meng Zijun glared at her.

"Haha!" Zhang Xiaohua laughed, "Just kidding, what are you doing so nervous, I've never seen you like this before."

"Can it be the same now?" Meng Zijun continued to stare.

"You mean Duan Li is back? It's okay, he's not mine, so he can't control me."

Meng Zijun felt that this topic could not continue.

"It's okay, I'll go."

"Wait, how can it be all right? The bicycles are sold out, and the production there must keep up."

Talking about business, Mencius sat down again.

"I think let's put it aside for a while. The rich people basically bought it. If you buy it again, you may not be able to sell it. Besides, there are still those imitation bikes. The price of their bicycles will definitely be lower when they come out. We can't reduce the price." , the price will be reduced.”

Zhang Xiaohua shook her head again and again.

"I said you are quite a smart person, why can't you do this? I really don't know how you run your brothel."

Mr. Mencius said angrily.

"Then tell me your opinion!"

Zhang Xiaohua really has great ideas, she has never done business, but she has seen it.

There is nothing lacking in modern times, as long as you want to learn, a lot of knowledge is waiting for you!
I just don’t want to learn, a lot of knowledge will come to you!

Or say modern is the best era.

"Innovation, you're so stupid!" Zhang Xiaohua said, "Their imitation is of course imitating our previous ones, so we will develop new skills. What a beauty, you have to use your brain and develop your imagination, don't hold on to what I give you, understand?"

"I don't understand!" Mencius said angrily, "Carve a picture, just carve a picture, and others will do it too."

"I said you don't want to turn your head! I was using an analogy, what I mean is, you ask the craftsmen to think about it technically, how to make the bike lighter, how to ride more comfortable, how to call it The car seat is softer. Also, the consumable things such as the car belt and the car chain are better made, and they can be used for as long as possible. Business is about quality and reputation. It takes time, and you need to take good care of it in the initial stage ..."

Meng Zijun couldn't help but said.

"I take care of too many things, don't I?"

"A lot? Just two, a sewing machine and a bicycle. Don't you say that you have a lot of capable subordinates under you? You should delegate power to them."

"Two, the previous soap, candle, and fruit wine, are these three?"

"By the way, I haven't asked you yet, can that industry expand now, has it been more than a year?"

Mencius gave her a blank look.

"It's still expanding, let's dream! It's all about fat, but how can there be so many pigs!"

"This is the capital city, at the feet of the emperor, aren't there many rich people?"

"There are a lot of rich people, but they buy pigs to eat meat, and there are others who have their own pigs and sell them on their own. How can they sell them to you? Farmers only raise one or two pigs, and they can't afford to raise more..."

"Then raise it yourself!"

Mencius got up and left.

"You can raise it yourself."

What are you doing, this is, do you still want to call him a swineherd!

"Don't go, why are you going!" Zhang Xiaohua stopped, "I raised it myself, and I didn't ask you to raise it, why are you so excited?"

"Then what did you call me for?"

"I have something else for you to do."

"What's the matter?" Mencius became vigilant.

"The practicality of the bicycle you mentioned, I think it is necessary to build a road... Hey! What are you running!"

Meng Zijun quickened his pace, but a voice came from afar.

"Building bridges and paving roads is a matter of doing good deeds, so you can do it yourself!"

Zhang Xiaohua was so angry.

"Wait, I'll tell your boss to tell you to be disobedient!"

After the spring plowing was over, the old case of Chenliuhou's Mansion in Jingdu City finally came to an end.

This time it can be said to be a cleansing, the emperor's cleaning of the people below is also Duan Li's cleaning of the Rong Palace.

Now that the city of Kyoto has been cleaned, it is finally calm, and I don't have to listen to those things about losing my head every day.

However, there are many things about family raids and family exterminations, and there are also more things about selling people. Although Zhang Xiaohua Zhuangzi is far away from the capital, when he goes to other places in Beijing, he will pass by her inn, so these days often See, those who were sold elsewhere, and those who were exiled elsewhere.

Looking at the people strung up with ropes, walking under the sun, like walking corpses, Zhang Xiaohua felt cold.

She is a pessimistic person, especially when she comes here, she can't think of herself when she sees good things, but she can think of herself when she sees bad things.

Don't fall into this situation yourself!

Zhang Xiaohua hugged herself tightly.

"I heard that these people are all because of Mr. Duan, isn't it?"

Mao Sanya came over with a basket of freshly picked wild vegetables.

At this time, the wild vegetables are a little old and not very tasty, but they are good for soup and stuffing.

"Who did you listen to?" Zhang Xiaohua said casually.

Mao Sanya glanced at her.

"Those people who come to the inn talk about these things."

Zhang Xiaohua took the basket and sat down to pick wild vegetables. Mao Sanya came over to pick wild vegetables with her.

"Is it true?" she asked again.

"I don't know." Zhang Xiaohua said, "Whether it's true or not has nothing to do with us."

"How can it be okay?" Mao Sanya said, "Aren't you and Mr. Duan very close?"

"It's very good, but what he did has nothing to do with us."

Mao Sanya couldn't help but said.

"Do you like Mr. Duan?"

Zhang Xiaohua looked at her.

"I've been wanting to ask you for a long time." Mao Sanya said, "I used to think that you seemed to like Mr. Meng very much, but later I saw that you and Mr. Duan are on good terms, even better than Mr. Meng. I know Mr. Meng belongs to Mr. Duan. Subordinate..."

"stop!"

Zhang Xiaohua stopped her son-in-law, and felt dizzy!

"Mao Sanya, what's the matter with you today, why are you talking about this all of a sudden?"

(End of this chapter)

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