After becoming a widow, I raised my traitor brother

Chapter 38 Do you know how to write Haoheng?
Wei Zi and Zuo Hualing looked at each other and smiled.

The elderly did not support them in words, but they did not hold back in the slightest in their actions.

It can be seen that he has a fierce fight with the craftsmen, he is very dedicated to sawing wood, and he does everything by himself, obviously hoping that the restaurant will be able to do it.

Zuo Hualing looked at the hunched-backed old man making tea, her eyes were slightly moist: "Old people are like this, they clearly hope for their children's well-being, and they seem to love something in their hearts, but they all have a hard mouth, stubborn and face-saving, I can’t always say soft words of love.”

Wei Zi squeezed the small handkerchief tightly.

Zuo Hualing and Zuo Daddy have a really good relationship.

I don't know what kind of temperament her father will have.

Wei Zi misses her father.

The craftsmen here are working in full swing, and a group of craftsmen suddenly came to the opposite Zhangjia Restaurant.

Zuo Hualing suppressed the redundant expression, and said in a low voice: "Boss, I will do as you said, and spread the news about how many floors our restaurant is going to add. As expected, the opposite door couldn't hold back. They have been asking people to draw blueprints everywhere these days." , It is said that a few more floors will be added. Even the craftsmen have been invited back, and they must break ground today. What a smart learner!"

When the words fell to the ground, Mrs. Zhang, who was opposite, stood at the door of the restaurant, twisting her waist and shaking her handkerchief.

The servant girl knocked on a gong, which immediately attracted countless passing people.

Mrs. Zhang said with a high-pitched voice and a smile: "Everyone, our Zhang Family Restaurant is temporarily closed. We invite skilled craftsmen to raise a few floors and make it the tallest restaurant in our Shanyin County! When it reopens, I will give you a [-]% discount!"

While she was talking, the maids sprinkled the wedding candy, causing passers-by to snatch it.

Zuo Hualing suppressed a smirk, and said to Wei Zi: "Boss, just look at it!"

She also stood under the eaves, with her hips on her hips, and shouted: "We Ziqi will add three floors to the east!"

Mrs. Zhang's eyes widened, and she immediately shouted: "Our Zhangjia restaurant has a fourth floor!"

Zuo Hualing: "We also add four floors!"

"Hey, learn from others!" Mrs. Zhang rolled her eyes and yelled vigorously, "We will add five floors!"

Zuo Hualing: "We also add five floors!"

Mrs. Zhang blushed with anger, and not to be outdone, she stretched out her hand and gestured vigorously: "We will add six floors! So high, so high! Just to be taller than you, taller than you!"

Zuo Hualing didn't speak any more.

Mrs. Zhang thought she had won, so she hummed arrogantly, pinching a handkerchief on her hips, and the flesh on her face trembled when she laughed: "Damn girl, why don't you continue the competition? Do you think that with the support of the new owner behind you, you can compete with us?"

Zuo Hualing turned around and went back to the restaurant.

Mrs. Zhang chased after her with her maid.

Seeing Wei Zi sitting in the hall, she squinted her triangular eyes: "Hey, this is your new employer? Who am I? I'm just a little girl, that's all!"

Wei Zi stood up with a smile, and curtseyed politely: "Mrs. Zhang Wanan."

Mrs. Zhang looked at her, she looked only fifteen or sixteen years old, shy and shy, completely different from these women in the market, her voice was soft and soft, her voice was small, her figure was slender and thin, and her face was like a jasmine flower White and tender, the peach-blossom eyes of milky chestnut color are sweet and moist, as if they will cry at any time.

Such a squeamish little girl, raised in the deep boudoir as a flower of interpreting language, ran out to do business, and she was afraid that she would be eaten by her peers until there was not even a bone left!
Mrs. Zhang immediately looked down on Wei Zi.

She snorted coldly through her nostrils, with a half-smile: "We are in the restaurant business, not the brothel business! Who are you showing this coquettish look to?"

Zuo Hualing immediately sullen.

She was about to curse, but Wei Zi stopped her.

Wei Zi stared at Mrs. Zhang, still gentle and gentle: "It is indeed my first time doing business, please give me your advice in the future."

Mrs. Zhang rolled her eyes: "Don't think that with a few bad money and a few more floors, our family is better than ours! I'm going to say here today, no matter how many floors you build, our family is better than yours. A higher level! Do you know how to write the word Haoheng? The face of our Zhang family is written on the face of Haoheng!"

After finishing speaking, she put her hands on her hips and walked home with bold steps.

Wei Zi said softly: "Mrs. Zhang, please go slowly and come to drink tea when you have time."

Zuo Hualing was annoyed: "Damn it, why are you being so polite to her, my boss? You don't know how to swear, let me do it! I can swear!"

Wei Zi sat down with a correct posture.

She watched Mrs. Zhang leave: "What's the point of winning a momentary dispute of words? Just wait and see."

The Zhang family loves comparisons.

Who has more sons, who has higher steps at the door, and whose stone lion is bigger.

Wei Zi concluded that if he increased the number of floors of the restaurant, the Zhang family would be vain and eager for quick success, so they would definitely follow suit and even want to build higher.

But this place is near the river, and the ground is basically not as solid as the interior. The Zhang family is closer to the river than them. Last time, she saw that there were faint cracks at the base of their walls. If they continued to increase the height, the whole building would collapse.

Because they were very superstitious, Wei Zi asked Zuo Hualing to bribe the Taoists in the market, and when he went to show the Zhang family Feng Shui, he told them that raising the floor was not only harmless, but also a source of wealth. The Zhang family immediately ignored it without hesitation. Ground breaking.

When Zuo Hualing thought of these things, the breath trapped in his chest suddenly became smoother.

She looked at Wei Zi curiously. She is not a gossip person, so she only knows the name of the host so far, but does not know her specific origin. She thinks that her host looks like a young lady from a wealthy family who came out to experience life.

She admired: "My boss looks delicate and weak, but in fact he is very powerful. He has a kind face and a cruel heart, so he can go far in the business world!"

"Am I good?" Wei Zi was praised for the first time, and she couldn't help but bend her peach blossom eyes, her cheeks flushed slightly, "I'm under strict control at home, so I'm not good at all."

Counting the days, Mrs. Xing and the others should be released from prison in a few days.

At that time, she will not be able to run around freely like now.

Wei Zi felt a little regretful.

Finally came the day when Xing and others were released from prison.

Xiao Gui went out to discuss business, Xiao Fengxian didn't want to see Mrs. Xing, so only Wei Zi came to pick him up.

Wei Zi waited for a long time on the side of the street, and finally saw that Mrs. Xing and others were released.

They were locked in the prison for half a month, all of them were ashamed and depressed, and they had lost a lot of weight. Because they didn't take a bath, their bodies smelled foul.

Wei Zi came up to meet him.

She pressed the corners of her eyes with a small handkerchief, looked distressed and cried, and said with concern: "Mother-in-law, as long as you are fine, I don't know how much I have missed you for the past half month! I have prepared hot water and meals, Shall we go home soon?"

"Bah!" Xing was angry, "Look at us, don't we seem to be okay?! Let me ask you, did you inform the manager of Chashan that we stole the tea? Otherwise, why were we all arrested, and you fine?!"

(End of this chapter)