A piece of paper

Xian Jin saw the young woman's description, and he had a clue in his heart.

I'm afraid this isn't Song Baixi's wretched wife?

Facing the victim's family, Xian Jin felt a sense of guilt in his heart—although he bought Song Ji back then, although he paid a lot, it was indeed calculated.

The ups and downs of the business world are related to the mentality of being a family member, and it is the life of the family member.

The little girl next door to her who was hospitalized once had heart surgery with a seven-figure sum. The family was engaged in reselling second-hand oil trucks. Seven figures and no more cash flow.

Should I perform the operation on my daughter first, or temporarily transfer it to the fund account to keep the family business
This multiple-choice question, single choice, AB option, anyone who chooses will be ruined.

How did you solve it in the end?
Her nouveau riche father paid most of the medical expenses for the little girl next door - he wrote several interest notes, anyway, the nouveau riche father definitely didn't lose money.

Most businessmen are up and down, a small number of businessmen are up and down, and most businessmen are down and down—after all, not everyone can be a pig on the wind.

The success or failure in the business field directly affects the living environment of the family members.

It's like love brain.

If it weren't for her sweeping the sky and moving forward with heavy loads, Love Brain's "Jingxian Eighteen Eats" would not be on the shelves even if it was changed to "Jingxian Eighteen-Touching".

Also like Song Baixi's wife.

Put it on Xiaoshu, Huhu, and Yin, and randomly scared a female college student to death, "The child is only one year old, and my husband sold the family property to use the money to go to school." "Yaoshou! My husband ran away, the store is gone, what do I do!".
Xian Jin blinked his eyes, and then carefully observed the young woman in front of him, she was only about [-] years old, she was good-looking and fair-skinned, but there were faint silver mottles on her temples.

"Madam, what is your last name?"

The young woman sniffled, "No expensive, my surname is Zhong." She said again, "Please call me aunt, I have left a 'go to husband' note at the government office, if he comes back, ask him to sign it , if he doesn't see him for two years, he will be dead and I will be free."

Such a great policy!

If you don't see each other for two years, you will automatically get divorced?

This refreshed Xianjin's understanding of marriage and marriage in the feudal era—fortunately, this was the feudal era that was not polluted by Cheng Zhu's Confucianism. If you wear it earlier, you can see the more free marriage "the way of couples, if there is righteousness, they will get together, and if there is no righteousness, then they will go" in the Western Zhou Dynasty.

Therefore, the times are not always moving forward, and occasionally go backwards.Xian Jin remembers the small suspenders that filled the streets when she was a child. When she was old enough to wear small suspenders, she was scolded for "serving the US military" and "disorderly" when she wore off-the-shoulder - everything was done by her. Generations have carried it.

"aunt."

Although Xian Jin felt that this name was not very polite, he took up the conversation graciously and asked calmly, "May I know your ex-husband's name?"

The word "ex-husband" is very popular with young women.

Aunt Zhong wiped her forehead, "My ex-husband's surname is Song, and he used to be the owner of this shop." With red eyes, she clenched her back molars stubbornly, "The business is ruined, and the paper in the warehouse can't be sold. So he took the money from selling the shop, pawned the valuables at home, and sold the fields, house deeds and even the deeds of the servants and maids. Where did you go?"

This dog thing!

Xian Jin was dumbfounded.

She knew that Song Baixi was shameless, but she didn't know that Song Baixi was shameless and his mother opened the door for shameless—shameless at home.

Even if it is placed in the scumbag class, it is still an explosive existence!

"That house. Home" Xian Jin hesitated slightly.

Aunt Zhong wiped her eyes and smiled, "It's as if the house was ransacked by bandits, even the roll of bamboo tissue paper in the hut was not spared. My little dowry was also stolen by him to fill the shop. There is not much left, and the house was sold again, so I had no choice but to take the child back to my mother’s house.”

Suo'er served Aunt Zhong a cup of tea at the right time, and dragged a small stool to sit beside her.

Aunt Zhong took a teacup to drink.

Xian Jin saw that the back of the woman's hand was chapped, and her face was separated from her skin.

Xian Jin opened his mouth.

Aunt Zhong followed Xian Jin's gaze and explained with a relieved expression, "My natal family is not good—if my natal family is good, I wouldn't be able to marry Song Baixi, whose parents are dead and useless."

"After I returned to my mother's house, there were two more people. My father gave birth to me late, and I am now 55. I really can't work hard. The fruit business at home has not been very good in recent years. My younger brother has to study again. Give the child to my mother, and I found a job outside washing fabrics in a printing and dyeing workshop."

Aunt Du nodded like a pounding garlic, proving that what she said was true.

Xian Jin opened his mouth and was about to say something, but Mrs. Zhong waved her hand and blocked her back, "I know, it has nothing to do with you, you are so interesting, this shop plus the paper in the warehouse is not worth 1000 taels. Aunt Zhong glanced at the beautifully bound notebook on the chest of drawers, "Oh, it's not worth 1000 taels of silver in the hands of that son of a bitch Song Baixi, but 1000 taels or 2000 taels in your hands is nothing but ordinary."

Xian Jin has the characteristics that most nouveau riche have - very fond of flattery.
Mrs. Zhong's words made her whole body feel comfortable.

Aunt Zhong said again, "Without you, there would be others. He doesn't want to do this, so this shop might not work."

Another smirk, "He is a man with too high ambitions. He dreams every day that he wants to enter the court to pay homage to his minister, and to honor his ancestors. He obviously couldn't even pass the exam as a scholar, but he secretly resents his lack of talent. He is determined to go to the capital to find Bole .”

"He said that according to his talent and appearance, as soon as he goes to the capital, he should have a third-rank official with insightful eyes, marry the eldest daughter to him, give him money, and send him to the Imperial College to study. , three years to take the exam, and five years to reach the top and become the number one scholar."

Xian Jin was dumbfounded.

The shock of this life is over.

Talent and appearance...the eldest daughter...the Imperial College...to be the number one scholar...

No matter how unimaginable life is, there must be someone living it.

For example, Qiao Baoyuan.

Like the star of hope.

However, Xian Jin firmly believed in one thing, even if God had cataract and glaucoma!Become a little deaf and blind!
——It's impossible for this shit luck to fall on Song Baixi's head!

"Then... what about him now?"

Aunt Zhong smiled coldly, "Two days ago, an old boy who was close to him came to me and said that he had received a letter from Song Baixi, asking him to lend him two liang of silver to pay for the hotel room and restaurant meals. And promised that the high school champion will be repaid a hundred times in the future."

You need to borrow two taels of silver, which means you have no money.

The transfer gold of 1000 taels of silver.

There is even money from the sale of properties and deeds.

In less than a quarter, it was squandered by Song Baixi.

Even if you burn paper with a silver ticket, you can't see it burning so fast!
"What did he do?" Xian Jinfa asked.

Mrs. Zhong kept a mocking smile on her face, "I bought a carriage in the east, I bought a pottery figurine from an unknown dynasty in the west, I bought a few skinny horses in the south, and the north was made into a fairy dance. The rest of the money was wiped away."

Only wronged Oh!

It would be better to burn it as paper money!
The fire that burns out can also be grilled.

The money taken away by immortals can only enrich the pockets of criminals.

Time to back!
Xian Jin felt relieved about what happened to Song Baixi, and looking at Mrs. Zhong, she felt that this young woman could afford to let go, and she spoke and acted clearly, so she opened her mouth and asked, "Are you coming to the shop to apply for a job now?" , will it be embarrassing?"

She used to be a young grandmother, but now she is a wage earner in an annexed unit.

This gap is not small.

Aunt Zhong shook her head frankly, "What's so embarrassing? The young mistress is the young mistress of the Song family. She is self-reliant and earns her living, so others will call me Sister Zhong——I am me!"

"I'm just afraid that Shopkeeper He doesn't want me, and I have to wash the cloth again. I have no other skills, and I am not afraid of hardship, which is a great advantage."

Everyone's attention to Lai Gebao is really stronger than I imagined...We sometimes call it Frog Lai Gebao here...Maybe it's a regional difference?