After the rebirth of Madam Hou Clan, her heart was sealed with cement

Chapter 35: Following the trend, handsome pot hero

From that night on, Song Ling'er was extremely kind to Tan Zhixu and never asked for trouble again. She even intervened to stop Zhou when he came to settle accounts with her after the confinement was lifted.

"Sister-in-law, you have just been lifted from the ban. If I were you, I would be safe and stay out of trouble."

A flash of coldness flashed between Song Ling'er's eyebrows, frightening Ms. Zhou to the point of being at a loss.

She was very confused. How could Song Ling'er and Tan Zhixu have such a good relationship?
Zhou returned to the courtyard with doubts and inquired but found nothing. However, she found it strange that Song Ling'er had such a suspicious temperament. Unless there was something to support her, she would not stand by Tan Zhixu. Over there.

"How is the business at the second house lately?"

She was grounded, and her originally good business also declined, but I wonder if the same is true for Tan Zhixu?

When Forsythia was questioned by Mr. Zhou, she quickly lowered her head and hesitated: "Madam, although the second madam's business is not very profitable, it is all profitable."

"All profitable?"

Zhou stood up instantly, completely in disbelief.

Forsythia nodded in panic, but did not dare to look at Mrs. Zhou for fear that she would become a fish in the pond.

"No, I have to do something. If this continues, that old man should really give all his family property to Tan Zhixu." Feeling the pressure, Mrs. Zhou secretly made up her mind to catch up with Tan Zhixu.

For the past few days, Mr. Zhou had gone out early and returned late, just like Song Ling'er.

Tan Zhixu knew that one of them was keeping an eye on Wang Jiaojiao, and the other was trying every means to make money.

No matter what they want to do, Tan Zhixu will add fuel to the flames.

There is no need for Wang Jiaojiao to worry. The matter between her and the son of the minister is finalized. In the previous life, the young master of the Chen family died at the hands of the son of the minister.

Although she was not familiar with Mr. Chen, she still remembered that Mr. Chen had spoken uprightly when Zhou made things difficult for her. For this reason, she had to give him a hand.

Therefore, Tan Zhixu not only revealed the matter between Wang Jiaojiao and Shangshu's son to Song Linger, but also let Mr. Chen know about it.

During this time, both groups of people were staring at Wang Jiaojiao and would not tolerate her making any mistakes.

Tan Zhixu planned the matter here and began to target the Zhou family.

Zhou, who wanted to win in a dangerous situation, had already begun to seek medical treatment urgently.

She heard that many embroidery shops had purchased a batch of new fabrics. She sent people to investigate. Seeing that the business was good, she asked someone to find connections and spent a large amount of savings to purchase fabrics.

On the day the goods arrived, Zhou Shile kept squinting his eyes and grinning to the back of his head.

When Tan Zhixu saw it, he deliberately reminded, "Sister-in-law, these fabrics are not suitable for making ready-made clothes, and..."

"That's enough, Tan Zhixu, your own embroidery shop is not doing well, why don't you allow my business to be done? I think you are just jealous." Mrs. Zhou interrupted Tan Zhixu coldly.

Tan Zhixu was so choked by her words that he could only sigh, turn around and leave in embarrassment.

"Miss, the eldest lady disrespects you so much."

"It's good to be disrespectful. What I want is for her to be disrespectful. Today I advised her that you must spread the word."

"Why?" Gu Yu was puzzled, looking at Tan Zhixu with confusion in his eyes.

Tan Zhixu smiled and said nothing.

After a while, Tan Zhixu ordered Gu Yu to sell all the fabrics in the embroidery shop that were similar to those bought by Zhou at low prices.

Guyu still didn't know why, but he nodded understandingly and did as he was told.

Half a day later, all the fabrics in the embroidery workshop were sold. Although the price was low, fortunately, it was profitable.

When Zhou learned that Tan Zhixu had sold some fabrics at a low price, he was actually sarcastic.

"Brother and sister, if I were you, I would go to the old lady right now and hand over the shop directly. You don't even look at how good the fabric market is now. You are selling it at a low price. In the future, I will make a lot of money from my fabrics. When you cry." "Sister-in-law, I don't have this life."

Faced with Zhou's ridicule, Tan Zhixu was completely indifferent.

Not seeing her furious expression, Zhou lost interest in continuing to tease her.

After returning home, Mrs. Zhou asked people to buy fabric again, thinking that Tan Zhixu's fabric was gone. Wouldn't only her own embroidery workshop have this fabric in the future?
Thinking that its market price was so good, Zhou almost laughed out loud in his dreams.

how...

Within three days, the wind direction in the capital changed. When Zhou got up early in the morning, she was blocked in the study by the head of the embroidery workshop.

"Madam, I'm sorry. The fabrics we purchased in large quantities this time have just arrived, but Shengji Embroidery Workshop has purchased new fabrics, which are better than our fabrics and at a lower price. The noble ladies in the capital have already started to snatch them up. .”

"What did you say?"

Mrs. Zhou, who had just woken up, had not yet come back to her senses. She frowned when she heard the words from the boss.

"The cloth hit my hand."

"Impossible, the sales were so good in the past two days, how could it be smashed?" Zhou immediately retorted, but the manager sighed helplessly, "It's really smashed, the fabric can't be sold even at a low price now."

"Why?"

"The price of fabrics from Shengji Embroidery Workshop is too low. We bought them at a high price. Even if we sell them at the original price, they are higher than other people's fabrics." The manager was so worried that he almost cried.

He had disagreed with Mr. Zhou's insistence on buying so much fabric before. Seeing that the eldest lady insisted on doing so, he thought she had some channels, but he didn't expect that she was just trying her luck.

Now, it's a good, good shop. If such a batch of goods is smashed, it means that most of the work for the past six months has been in vain.

The boss of the embroidery workshop wanted to cry but had no tears.

Zhou sat slumped in the chair, with frustration and disbelief on her face.

Lianxiang had just prepared breakfast. When she entered the study, she realized that something was wrong with the atmosphere. When she wanted to go out, she was stopped by Mrs. Zhou, "You go to Shengji Embroidery Shop now and buy some fabrics."

"Yes."

Lianxiang was ordered to do it quickly.

As soon as she walked away, the manager said in a low voice: "Madam, I already went to see it this morning, and there's no comparison."

"Okay, I understand. Don't let other people's ambitions destroy your own prestige. You go back first and don't make any announcement about this matter."

"But the old lady will check the accounts in two days." The manager began to stamp his feet anxiously.

Mrs. Zhou stood up impatiently, "Just do whatever I ask you to do, there is so much nonsense."

No matter what the leader wanted to say, Zhou's furious expression repulsed him.

Finally, the manager left dejectedly.

Two days later, the old lady summoned everyone to the main hall.

When Tan Zhixu arrived, Zhou and Song Ling'er had already arrived. The old lady was sitting at the front seat, her old face full of anger.

"Mom, although this matter is my sister-in-law's fault, please don't get angry, or you may get hurt because of your anger. After all, you only lost some money. As long as your daughter-in-law manages it well, you can still make it back."

Suddenly, Mrs. Zhou came to the hall from her chair and said this without giving Tan Zhixu a chance to react.

After hearing this, Tan Zhixu couldn't help but chuckle, thinking: Mrs. Zhou, are you a fool, or am I a fool?

(End of this chapter)