Red Mansion: Bastards rule the roost

Chapter 333 Three-Party Audit

Everyone respectfully sent Jia Cong on his horse and left. When they saw his figure disappearing at the corner of the street, they handed over to each other and left.

Jia Cong went back home alone, but his mind was thinking about the two ways to make money that he had just thought of.

One is a one-shot deal, which is better because of the large volume and quick money, but the risk is quite high.

One is a steady stream, which is stable and long-lasting. A small amount makes a lot, and there is no risk.

It's just that the latter still has to ask Baochai.

Jia Cong got off his horse and went straight to Hengwu Garden.

"Girl, the third master is here." Ying'er said happily.

Baochai hurriedly put down his book and came out: "Why are you here so early and late? Have you had dinner?"

Jia Cong smiled and said, "We ate outside. I came here to see my sister."

Ying'er pursed her lips and smiled, pulling Xiang Ling out.

Baochai was both shy and happy. She rolled her eyes at him and said, "Come in and sit down."

Jia Cong walked in with her soft, boneless hands and asked, "What was Sister Bao doing just now?"

"I'm reading some idle books." Baochai said with a smile, without leaving a trace, he pulled his hand back, took the book and handed it to him.

When Jia Cong saw the words "Swordsman" written on the cover, he burst out laughing and said, "You wrote this again?"

"It's a pity that such a good story has remained unknown. We worked together to write it. Although the writing is not good, the story is always good." Baochai said with a smile.

"Did you add my name?" Jia Cong said with a smile.

"You are the creator, how could you not add the name Prince of Love Songs?" Baochai said with a smile.

Jia Cong opened the title page, and sure enough it read, "Co-authored by Prince Love Song, Concubine Xiaoxiang, Lord Hengwu, Zhenxia's old friend, and Jiao Xiake".

"Hundreds of years from now, maybe I will rely on you to be famous throughout the ages." Jia Cong said with a smile.

There are so many princes, nobles and high officials in history, who can remember them?

As for writers and novelists, no matter how poor they are when they are alive, as long as they have one masterpiece, they will be immortal.

For example, this is the case with Tao Yuanming, Cao Xueqin, Pu Songling and others.

"You are teasing us again. With your reputation as the most talented person in the world, Jia Zilong, you have already gone down in history. You still need to rely on this." Baochai said with a smile.

"That's true." Jia Cong smiled without any humility.

Baochai chuckled, tapped Jia Cong's forehead and said, "You're not ashamed."

Jia Cong held her hand, pulled her gently, pulled her into his arms and sat down, saying, "If I am ashamed, why can't I wait for Sister Bao to run away at night?"

"Bah, you're not doing anything right, why don't you let me get up." Baochai spat shyly.

"Hold on. Listen to me talk about serious matters first," Jia Cong said.

"What serious business do you have?" Baochai said angrily.

"I really do."

"Then...let me get up first, and let's talk properly."

"That's good." Jia Cong let her go and said to himself: "Do you still remember the Gongjin case last time?"

Baochai shuddered. How could she forget such a shocking case that almost destroyed her family? She hurriedly asked: "What's wrong?"

"This case was all started by the shopkeepers and managers under Feng Zihao who were so bold and greedy for small profits that they even harmed the main family."

Baochai nodded repeatedly.

"And I think that Sister Bao's family has business all over the world, and Auntie and Brother Xue are not good at managing it, so the people under her will be dishonest.

Now I have thought of a way to control my servants, one to prevent them from violating laws and disciplines, and the other to prevent them from enriching their own pockets, just by spending a few small sums of money. I don’t know what Sister Bao thinks. "Jia Cong said.

Baochai gave Jia Cong a half-smile, pinched his cheek, and said angrily: "Okay, why are you looking at me so suddenly? It turns out you are here to discuss business with me."

Jia Cong said with a smile: "Isn't this a matter of taking both public and private interests into account? Sister Bao is very ruthless, and she calls me mercenary."

Baochai couldn't help but laugh, "Then you can tell me how it happened."

"It's easy to say. Now that I'm in charge of Jinyiwei, I can ask Jinyiwei to send people to check the accounts of Fengzihao in various places for you regularly to ensure that the people below don't dare to do evil things. Fengzihao in each province can also be looked after by Jinyiwei. How about that?"

Baochai thought for a while and said hesitantly: "This method is okay, but it is easier to say when you are in office. If one day you are transferred to another position, it will be easier to ask the gods than to send them away. With the factory guard's method, Feng Zihao Whether it can be preserved or not is hard to predict.”

"Sister Bao really has an exquisite heart with seven orifices. She can think of this level, which is unmatched by ordinary women in the boudoir." Jia Cong praised.

"Take your paw away." Baochai's face turned dark and she slapped his hand away.

"I have already planned. This method is empty talk. A contract must be made and signed once a year. The merchant can tear up the contract at any time and only needs to pay dividends according to the previous year's rules.

Jinyiwei is only responsible for supervision and is strictly prohibited from intervening in business operations. In addition, the local governor's office can be found as an intermediary. "

"What's more, I am now the admiral of Jin Yiwei and have put so much effort into planning. If one day I quit, who cares about the life and death of Jin Yiwei? Even if I stop being Jin Yiwei, will Jin Yiwei still turn around and deal with our family? Then I will be too useless. Yes." Jia Cong laughed.

Baochai nodded and said, "I wonder how much profit Jinyiwei will get?"

"If it's another family, you should take 20%. If it's your house, you should take 10%." Jia Cong said.

Baochai calculated silently for a moment and said with a smile: "This is a good idea. In this way, my family's income will probably be more every year. I think the shopkeepers and managers below are not just greedy for 10% profit."

"That's natural. Jin Yiwei also provides home search services to ensure professionalism, thoroughness, and no escape for the culprits. This is called a third-party audit." Jia Cong said with a smile.

"Third-party audit? This term is quite new." Baochai covered her mouth and smiled: "With what you say sounds so nice, it's just that Jin Yiwei has such a good reputation that no one may dare to seek skin from a tiger."

Jia Cong said: "I will make great efforts to deal with the issue of style. Don't worry, if there is any loss due to this, I will fully compensate the Xue family and ensure that my aunt will not suffer any loss. How about it?" "Style? What do you mean?" Bao Chai is puzzled.

"Well, it's official administration."

"Well, in that case, I'll tell mom tomorrow," Baochai said.

"Don't worry, in my hands, Jin Yiwei will definitely be reborn, and he will live on his reputation from now on." Jia Cong said.

"Of course I believe you, but I'm afraid that she, the old lady, is afraid of your factory guards and won't mess with you." Baochai said worriedly.

Jia Cong said with a smile: "Sister, you have offended me, the admiral of Jin Yiwei, so what are you afraid of? Tell aunt, what happened to Brother Xue last time, if Jin Yiwei hadn't wiped his butt for him, what would have been the consequences? If you don't cooperate, Xue will do it next time. If anything happens to the family again, I won’t care.”

Baochai said angrily: "You are always so domineering."

"There is no other way. Be polite first and then attack with force. I am using thunderbolt tactics to keep the heart of a Bodhisattva." Jia Cong said helplessly.

"You, Zhenzhen'er is smarter than Feng Yatou. You've said both good and bad things. What should I do? I'll just go and persuade my mother tomorrow. I think my brother agrees. I haven't seen him so convinced when my father was here. Here." Baochai said.

Jia Cong said: "Because he knows that your father will pamper him, but I will not."

"You! You are so powerful and scary, and..." Baochai suddenly blushed and remained silent.

"What else? Say it quickly." Jia Cong smiled.

Baochai just shook his head and said nothing.

"I won't say yes or no, okay, just look at my milk-grabbing dragon claw hand."

"Oh! Don't do this. I said, I said, can't I do it?" Baochai covered her chest and begged for mercy.

"explain."

"I like it again."

Jia Cong laughed and said, "Sister Bao, you admitted this yourself. When did you fall in love with me? Is it because of that time when I risked my life to visit you at night?"

Baochai blushed with embarrassment, stood up and wanted to run away, but was hugged tightly.

"If you don't tell me, I'm here again."

"No, no, you say it first." Baochai looked away.

"What did you say?" Jia Cong pretended to be confused.

"Asshole, you're a hypocrite," Baochai spat.

"Hey, it's my fault too? Sister Bao must make it clear what she wants me to say, otherwise my little brother is so stupid, how can he guess it?" Jia Cong said with a smile.

Baochai was helpless. Fortunately, there was no one around, so she blushed and said softly: "Tell me... when did you... treat me... um."

Jia Cong couldn't help but smile and said: "When did I fall in love with you, right?"

Baochai hummed softly, not daring to look at him. She just buried her head in her chest, exposing her tender neck.

"I remember telling you before, when I woke up from a serious illness and saw you for the first time in Rongqing Hall."

"I don't believe it. We didn't even speak at that time. You are not a lustful person, otherwise with your current wealth, you wouldn't have only three or four concubines." Baochai shook his head.

Jia Cong said solemnly: "As a lesson from the sun, in fact, in the previous life, Sister Bao and I have been friends for more than ten years. I know that my sister is reasonable and dignified. How can I not love her? It's just that Sister Bao definitely doesn't believe it."

Baochai saw that he didn't seem to be lying and asked suspiciously: "How do you know what happened in the previous life?"

"When I was seriously ill, I learned about it in my dream."

"But it's the merit of Duke Xianrong's enlightenment?"

"You can say that if you want." Jia Cong smiled.

Baochai glared at him and said, "Although what you said is unbelievable, I really believe it. Because, after that meeting, I always felt that you knew me very well, which is so strange."

Jia Cong smiled and said: "In Baoyu's words, it's 'this sister I've seen before.'"

Baochai laughed and said, "You should imitate him."

"But my sister doesn't know my strength yet. How can I know my sister's depth?" Jia Cong raised his eyebrows and said with a smile.

"Huh?" Baochai saw the evil smile on his face and knew that the words were not good, so he just spat: "You are talking crazy again, now you are also an uncle, and you are still so dishonest, let the servants or outsiders see what you are like. "

"It's your turn, don't interrupt." Jia Cong smiled.

Baochai bit her lip and said shyly: "Actually, those poems you wrote are good, but they are just for entertainment. What I admire the most are those two sentences you wrote."

"What?"

"In ancient times, the so-called heroic men must have the integrity to surpass others. If you can't endure the favor of others, if a common man sees humiliation, he will draw his sword and stand up to fight. This is not courageous.

There are great brave men in the world who are not startled when faced with sudden attacks, and are not angry when they are attacked for no reason. The person he holds hostage is very big, and his ambition is very far-reaching. Baochai said softly.

Jia Cong was stunned and laughed: "Sister, what if I say I didn't write this?"

Baochai smiled and said, "Although you didn't write it, it was you who wrote it."

"The one who knows me is Baochai!" Jia Cong sighed.

Baochai was happy and glanced at him.

Jia Cong chuckled and said, "As a token of reward, come and give me a kiss."

"Bah! Uh..."

(End of this chapter)