A piece of paper

Chapter 176 More respect
The notices were posted in three places, one on the wall of Xuancheng Mansion, one on the wall of Xuezheng Road where the Dengxuan Workshop is located, and the other one was very vicious - it was posted directly on the wall of Baiji, which is across the street from Hengji and Baiji. on the wall.

On the first day, the notice posted on the wall of the competitor was immediately torn off. It was torn off by the chief manager of Hengji. Unexpectedly, before dawn, a brand new notice was posted on the wall. .

Chief Steward Hengji: I was very scared at the time and thought it was a ghost.

The chief steward of Hengji held the Buddha in one hand and tremblingly took advantage of the night to lift the notice again. After leaving with satisfaction, he went to work the next day and another brand new notice continued to be stuck on the wall.

Chief Steward of Hengji: No, is this sign indicating the zodiac sign a weed?The spring breeze blows and gives birth again?

The chief steward of Hengji puffed up his cheeks, stood up on tiptoes, picked up the notice, and watched in the dark for half an hour. After finding that there was no one, no ghosts, and no spring breeze blowing again, he finally left with confidence and boldness.

When it was time to take a lunch break, Manager Hengji passed by the white wall with his fists clenched.

Not only was the notice reposted, but an additional line was added to the last line, "Tearers, if you eat fried dough sticks without soy milk, the meat slices you get from now on will be all ginger."

Vicious, too vicious.

The manager of Hengji pulled it off and squatted under the wall all afternoon. When he got off work, he left with satisfaction. Unexpectedly, just after turning the corner, he found another well-sticked sticker on the other white wall of the store. Another notice.

The corners of the paper blown up by the wind seemed to be mocking his overestimation.

"Ahhhh!" - The face of the chief steward of Hengji was distorted, and he was about to go crazy with anger.

On the big tree opposite Hengji, Brother Zheng's leg was almost broken after squatting for a day and night.

Chen Jianfang, the star of hope, who wrote five notices in a row, was amazed. "Papa papa" was the sound of his clapping hands.

"I thought the business war was unpredictable, but I didn't expect that the actual business war was," Chen Jianfang looked at Xianjin's face, and replied as if he was walking on thin ice, "it's squatting on the tree waiting for the opportunity, carrying rice paste in his pocket, and looking for accurate information." No one just sticks notices on the wall."

Xian Jin took this as a compliment for her perseverance and strategizing.

Chen Jianfang was still curious, "Could it be that many papermakers are literate?"

Xian Jin shook his head, "Even Chen Ji, they only know the 200-odd characters you taught them. Many other paper companies will not tell their clerks how to read."

"Then why are the notices posted?" Chen Jianfang was puzzled.

Xian Jin smiled and said, "Only one out of a hundred clerks can read. The clerks are different from the old masters. Most of them live in the common bunk of the employer's house. Everyone is foot to foot and shoulder to shoulder, working twelve hours a day. Together. Our notice requires that registration requires household registration and name tags. Guys who want to register must prepare these things. This cannot be hidden from anyone. If one person knows, then everyone will know."

Tongpu?

Is even everyone’s living environment included in the calculation?
Chen Jianfang lowered his head and smiled.

Xian Jin asked, "Why are you laughing?"

Chen Jianfang shook his head, "I just think it's something you spend so much time thinking about every day."

Chen Jianfang thought about his words, "It's quite interesting."

Interesting?

Xianjin frowned subconsciously, instinctively feeling a little uncomfortable, but if he asked her to explain in detail what the discomfort was, she would always open her mouth, draw her sword and look around at a loss.The power of perseverance is immense.

On the day of the appointment, nearly 130 boys with narrow waists and long legs lined up to sign up, carrying cloth bags like a dark cloud over the city.

Madam Juan Wang Zhong held the pen with her right hand and flipped through the household registration cards with her left hand, looking very serious. She also disqualified the two people who were laughing and joking in the queue on the spot.

One of them was dissatisfied and rushed to the inner room, glanced around, and stood in front of Li Sanshun, who looked to be the oldest. "Steward, the girl at the door didn't ask me to hand over my household registration. I came from Qinghe Town and took a taxi." One night mule train ride”

Li Sanshun gave up half a step, indicating that Xian Jin on his right was the one who was really in charge.

The man glanced at Xianjin, didn't take it seriously, and continued to type to Li Sanshun, "It's not easy for me to come here. How can I not even register? The ladies at the door are the ones you invited to take notes, right? Who do you recognize?" How big a deal is one word? Who allows her to disqualify people at will?"

Xianjin put his hands behind his back and looked down at the roster without raising his eyebrows. "I allowed it. What's wrong?"

"Who are you?" The visitor was confused. Why is a little girl pretending to be a big-tailed wolf here?
Xianjin closed the list, raised his eyes and said lightly, "I am the talker of Chenji Paper Industry. I will not change my name in business or in office. My surname is He, and my first name is Xianjin. Thank you for your respect. Please call me He, shopkeeper. Do you have it?" What’s the problem?”

The visitor was a little frightened by the golden eyes. From the corner of his eye, he looked at the three or four big men behind the little girl and the old master who looked very skilled in martial arts. He lowered his head and looked very respectful. Seemingly, he unconsciously took half a step back.

Xianjin's gaze passed over him and looked at the queue at the door that suddenly became silent and unusually silent. Then he turned his gaze back and said with a strong voice, "Just sign up and sign up. The circle of papermaking is so small. All the masters are gathered together." , I can’t help but look up to see my senior brother, look down to see my junior brother, and everywhere are acquaintances. When I get in, I will take Chen Ji’s salary in twos and threes and make an appointment to have a good meal at Baizhen Pavilion. Isn’t it delicious? Why bother chatting and making noise here and now!? "

The crowd laughed.

Someone who had something to do said in a loud voice, "The elbow at Baizhen Pavilion is not delicious, but Hongbin Pavilion is better!"

Xianjin pointed his hand, "If you pass the exam, I, He Xianjin, will buy you three months of braised pork elbows with my own money!"

The guy who was going to do it laughed loudly, stood on the stone pillar and made a big bow with his hands raised, "Then we'll wait for Shopkeeper He's elbow!"

The queue became quiet. After seeing Xian Jin, most of the people became more determined to enter Chen Ji - a little girl with a foreign surname can be a talker in Chen Ji, so what if they are really capable people? Will he be buried in Chen Kee?
Less than half of the people withdrew, muttering, "With a woman in charge, Chen Ji's business will not grow."

There were even sporadic people who came from Jingxian County and heard about the famous people, and they were shocked, "Shopkeeper He is now in charge of the entire Chen family!?"

Someone heard it and asked in a low voice, "Is there any inside story?"

The person from Jingxian County told the story of how the Jingxian shop came back from the dead, how it grew bigger and bigger, and how it pushed Songji Paper out of the first echelon of Jingxian County. He nodded and pointed to the registration Aunt Zhong, who was checking, said, "Did you see that? She was the young lady of Songji Paper Industry. After Song Baixi disappeared, the shopkeeper He hired the widow - don't think she is a girl, she has a big heart that is unbelievable for others. Within reach!”

Everyone was amazed. When it came time to register and check, they all had a little more respect for Mrs. Zhong who was showing off the money and checking the records.

　Regarding the male protagonist, this is A Yuan’s last response: Everything serves the plot, everything serves the mission. The direction of all plots is determined by the character, and the words and deeds of all characters are also determined by the character.

　　No matter who the male protagonist is, A Yuan’s story will be presented in the extra story in the form of an IF line.

　　Moreover, all the decisions Xianjin makes cannot be based on love. The direction of her life will not change because of who she is, but only because of what she has done. Therefore, no matter who she is with, it will not change because of her love. Her identity changes.

　　This is the first time that A Yuan has written about a real heroine in ten years of writing. I hope that A Yuan himself can draw strength from it, and he also hopes that his book friends can draw strength from it - it is better to ask for others than to ask for yourself, and life is about tossing.

　　Finally, how about adding an update tomorrow?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)