pastoral pretty girl

Chapter 832 Don't Put Her in Eyes

After the account books are dealt with, asking them to write it again is also giving them a chance.

When the accountant surnamed Shen refuted loudly just now, Song Qingge felt that there must be something tricky in it. The current account books are too chaotic and easy to manipulate. No one cares whether the Song family's shop is making money or not. It is not impossible to make a few mistakes and take the opportunity to enrich yourself.

Re-record, let them re-correct.

If at that time someone finds a problem in someone's account book, then don't blame her for being rude.

After sending away the three account books, Steward Yu said with a smile to Song Qingge: "Miss Fifth is a good trick, so no one will dare to do anything."

It seems that Housekeeper Yu also knows about the messy accounts.

"Let all the shopkeepers come and meet me in the afternoon." Song Qingge closed her special notebook and rubbed her forehead.

The matter of the account books is easy to solve. After all, it is enough to settle the previous accounts clearly, and the accounts need to be re-booked later, but it is not so easy to take over Thirteen Shops.

Just resigned as a cashier, dare to yell at her face to face, what about the people from Thirteen Shops?
Also, the Shen's shop doesn't have to be better than the Song's shop, the most important thing is that Mrs. Shen said there are a few more special ones.

"Yes, the servant will notify you now."

Steward Yu is now completely obeying Song Qingge's orders.

"Miss, if anyone of them is disobedient, I'll beat them up for you." After Butler Yu left, Xiao Jinyi came over and waved his fists.

He wanted to do something to the person who scolded Song Qingge just now, but it was Song Qingge who secretly pulled him back.

"Well, if anyone dares to find fault in the afternoon and is disobedient, Dabao will beat him up and show him some color." Song Qingge laughed, sometimes using different methods.

After a brief meal at noon, Song Qingge continued to look at the shops in his hands, thinking about whether to continue the business or switch to selling other things.

Originally, she wanted to find a shop with a larger front to sell toys instead, but after thinking about it, the title deeds of these shops were not in her hands, so in order to prevent accidents, she had to start a new one, still writing it under Zhu Chuan's name.

But the first one she wanted to change was the embroidery workshop. There was also an embroidery workshop at the Shen's shop, so just keep one, and the one here would become a toy workshop.

Not long after she had eaten here, Butler Yu appeared, followed by eleven shopkeepers.

"Going back to Miss Fifth, the steward of the cloth dyeing workshop is missing, and he can't come here for the time being. The shopkeeper of the embroidery workshop is sick, so it's inconvenient to come." Steward Yu reported.

Song Qingge knew Feng Yansheng's whereabouts very well, but she didn't expect that the first shopkeeper she wanted to clean up did not come.

"Are you feeling well?" Song Qingge raised her eyebrows.

She also went to the embroidery workshop yesterday, the shopkeeper and the embroidery lady in the shop mentally teased her, why is she sick today?

Butler Yu bowed his head and didn't answer, he had already explained everything.

It's not that she's sick, it's that they don't take her seriously and don't want to come.

As for the other shopkeepers, they were also staggering and impatient. Except for three or five who were restrained, the others were like uncles, and the most arrogant one was the one from the restaurant.

Song Qingge went to a restaurant for dinner, and when she entered, the shopkeeper was leading the shop assistants to gamble, and it was a joy to play.

At this moment, after coming in, Song Qingge pulled a stool and sat down without waiting for Song Qingge to open her mouth. She leaned on the stool as if she had no bones, and almost put her legs on the table.

And after he sat down, he grabbed the only remaining stool and sat down, chatting together.

(End of this chapter)