Joy of Life

~ Date: ~09月20日~

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Sisi, who wrote it, is the apprentice of Yunzhi, the female swordsman Lu Sisi of Dongyi City, who once appeared in the scrolls of Hangzhou, just a dragon... and Fan’s family is not a person, sweat, that thinking How can you kill a big belly? )

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Ming Qingda looked at her indifferently, indifferent: " mother does not know that you used to be the princess of the long princess, but you know that I know this very well... so don't deliberately remind me of anything. My Highness and I were originally a shipman, and I am not going to disembark. "

He paused and felt that it was unnecessary to suffocate the woman. He shook his head and said: "The letter has been sent to the palace, and the Princess of the Long Princess must have a way to drag Fan’s hand. "

If there is free time for His Royal Highness Princess, of course, there are enough intrigues and tricks to argue against the disputed court to delay the advancement of the Ming Family.

The problem is that everyone is very busy right now -

The big shopkeeper of China Merchants Bank Zhuang was sitting in the flower garden of Mingyuan in a cold and indifferent manner. The tea at hand was not moved. His right hand was tied with a bandage. I don’t know if he was injured in the killing in the night before.

For a while, the day before yesterday, the day before yesterday, the merchants of Qianzhuang took the initiative to find a home to talk about business. Today, it is the Ming family who has no choice but to take the initiative to request, so the attitude of this big treasurer is obviously different.

Ming Qingda secretly looked at the other person's face in the back. I thought that the big shopkeeper was angry, but still came. It must be the back of the bank, and he was unwilling to influence the big difference between the two sides because of the day before yesterday. Buying and selling.

He was preparing to go out and found his sleeves pulled. When I looked back, I found that my most painful son, Ming Lanshi, was pale and sorrowful.

Ming Qingda frowned and whispered: "What time is it now? If you have something to say." "

Ming Lan stone glanced at the hall, his face was even more ugly, and he pulled his father's lichens into the back hall, and then he said nothing. He was in front of him.

"Babe is not filial... Please father kills the baby..."Minglan stone has enough courage to raise his head and say: " must not let the merchants use the silver to change the shares! "

Ming Qingda was silent for a moment, slowly asked the lips: "What happened?" "

Ming Lanshi shyly bowed his head and said: ", Babe... privately transferred a batch of money to the merchants, using the semi-finished shares in the hands. "

Ming Qingda took a breath of cold air and his face became extremely ugly. But immediately replied to calm, hurriedly asked: "When can I return to silver?" What is the contract? Can you find a peace transfer? "

This is a few key questions. Because of the fact that the matter involved in the stock of the Ming family, Ming Qingda had no time to hurt his son, and asked for it first. I hope that we will not let the investment bank have more than half of this.

"dead death..." Minglan stone crying and sad face said: " as for the return of silver... Originally thought it was three months, but at the moment, it should be that the money can not be returned, Taiping should also know this thing, They won't be soft.

It turned out that Mingjia was in the midst of the rain in the year, and Fan was idle in the inner bank to produce it. As the Master of the Ming family said to his father that day, he always thought that the direction of Ming’s business should be adjusted. Only in this way will it not be played by Fan Fan forever.

Because of the persistence of Ming Qingda. Ming Lanshi had to secretly carry out his own attempt, and at the end of last year, he used his own half in the Ming family. In exchange for the cash support of China Merchants Bank, he thought that this attempt would get great benefits in a very short time, to convince his father, but did not expect...

Ming Qingda’s brain slammed and almost fainted in the past. After a long while, he asked for a slight gasp: "What business is it?" How can you not return the money at all? "

Ming Lanshi looked at the wrath of his father, and he was trembling after hesitating for a long while and said: " is... private salt business. "

Ming Qingda had a glimpse, and he did not speak for a while. There are only three doors to the most profitable business in Qingguo. One is the Qinglou business, the other is the Imperial Merchant of the Inner Library, and the other is the big seller of private salt. Among these three, the sale of private salt is the fastest and the profit is the highest. Member chapter

Why can't I get back to this? " Ming Qingda stared at his son's eyes coldly, saying one word: "I know that you are a calm person, even if it is a risky private salt, you must have a way to keep the cost... Tell me why you can't go back. this? "

" Because..."Minglan stone wants to cry without tears," a few days ago, the salt tea slammed into the door suddenly, I don’t know how they knew the news, and all the 12 ships’ salt was deducted... I went looking for it. Excelled, but there is no way. "

He didn't notice his father's increasingly sullen face, and explained with a sigh of relief: "The relevant checkpoints have always been raised by the family. I didn't think they would suddenly shoot." Besides, Yang Jimei has always walked to the line. He assured the child that there must be nothing...

A slamming sound! Ming Qingda’s fierce slap in the face, and the Minglan stone was fanned to the ground.

Ming Lanshi rubbed his numb face, half lying on the ground, feeling that blood had flowed out of his mouth, and looked at his father, like a sick lion, and couldn’t speak.

"衙门? yamen! You also know that it is a trick! Salt tea Tuen Mun does not dare to find out the home... Can the supervision institute not force them to check! & quot; Ming Qingda snarls and snarls, his eyes are full of incredible sorrow and anger, "Yang Jimei! Did you get into the water in your head? The coolie that sells salt is a dog of Xue Qing! Fan Xian lives in Suzhou is his garden! "

Ming Qingda had a cold in his chest, and he reached the son's body with a kick. He bit his teeth and said: "How can I raise a stupid one!" "

He was so hard to calm down, unable to say: "This salt business can leave a handle? Careful supervision of the hospital used this crime to smash you. "

", please father can rest assured. & quoting Minglan stone struggled in front of him, & quot that batch of money directly from the investment bank, Yang Jimei, the dog thief knows that it is me, but the government can not find any evidence. "

"If the Merchants Qianzhuang took you and their deeds to the church... The government has evidence. & quoting Mingda reluctantly sighed.

Ming Lanshi suddenly has a cold heart: "This money house...will not be Fan Leisure? " Ming Qingda body trembled, and after a moment, he shook his head in silence: "The quotation could not be Fan Xian, the long princess checked the family in Beijing. We are also very concerned about Fan Xian, he does not have so much money to do this game. "

This is simple, but the hard work behind it is great. Mingjia wants to do business with China Merchants Qianzhuang. Of course, it is necessary to clearly check the foundation of Qianzhuang, and confirm that Fan Xian’s investment in Qianzhuang has nothing to do with it. However, Ming Qingda did not expect that the results of his investigation were good, and the owner of the investment bank was really not a fan... The owner was the little emperor of Beiqi!

" Everything starts with caution. & quoting Mingda up to the head, barely control his own feelings of failure: " give up 30%... Sorry, the ancestors. But let us drag on for a while and wait for the backhand of Beijing. "

However, in the past two years, the Ming family gradually declined until it finally fell. In fact, it was because of this ""

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After a long time, when sitting in the hall to invite the merchants of the bank to play the twentieth yawn, Ming Ming contemporary master Ming Qingda came out with a sullen face.

The big treasurer smiled slightly. Said: & quot that the old man is so good. "

Ming Qingda did not bow and salute, nor did he say anything else. Indifference asks: " Take the half-shared deeds of Lanshi, and sell it to a book, I will meet the requirements of your family. "

" is. Master Ming. The "the big shopkeeper still looks the same, taking out a document from his arms and sending it to the front of Mingqingda. It is the deed of the Minglan stone to raise the salt and silver. It seems that he is ready.

Waiting for Ming Qingda to open, the big treasurer whispered: "The one, go back and sell." "

Ming Qingda nodded in nowhere.

In the afternoon, Mingjia and Mr. Qianzhuang’s major accountants rushed in. The big treasurer strongly requested that the wealthy businessmen who came to visit also sat down, and the official certificate sent by the Suzhou government was also ready.

Three pieces of white paper were laid on the case. An ink pen is flying dragon and phoenix dance. Three documents for debt-to-equity swaps were written. In the spectator's ceremonies, the grandsons of the Sun Xiong Zhu and the seniors in the city of Suzhou looked at them for a long while, and then they understood what was written on them. They couldn't help but breathe in the air and couldn't tell the shock!

Merchants Qianzhuang invested in Mingjia, accounting for 30% of the shares!

Although the big men in the south of the Yangtze River have already seen the shape of the Ming family, no one expected that the Ming family of the rich enemy would be so sad that they would not be able to go up the mountain, but they used four million two. Borrowing silver for the stock of Mingjia Sancheng? The merchants pondered over it. I thought that the current dilemma of the Ming family was mainly concentrated on the turnover water, and I immediately understood this point. On the contrary, I felt that the asking price of the Merchants Bank was very fair.

Ming Qingda raised the brush for a moment, and did nothing. He signed his name very calmly and put on his fingerprints.

Everyone looked at this scene silently. Regardless of whether they were enemies or friends with the Ming family, they felt extremely admired for the city and the power of the old master. The centuries-old tribes were separated from the foreigners by 30%, and non-extraordinary people could not make such extraordinary measures. .

On behalf of the Merchants Qianzhuang signed a dance, fingerprints ... is a young man, a beautiful face, but always standing behind the young man behind the bank.

The people did not notice his existence. Until then, they all woke up to God and cast a strange look. I thought that the mysterious investment of Qianzhuang Dadong was the young man who was not seen.

Ming Qingda finally frowned at the moment and said: "originally you are the big owner of the bank, the day before the rude, no wonder. "

I don't blame him for not seeing it, because Wang Shilang is a sultry and sultry person. It is not like a business man who has no feeling of being in the top.

Wang Shilang sneaked a glimpse, wondering if he should admit it, because he did not know whether Fan Xian would stay behind the scenes at this moment.

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At this time, the doorway of Mingyuan was awkward, followed by the sound of the middle door, and then the two doors opened again. The three doors were also open, and the snoring was directly transmitted to the hall of signature, those rushing footsteps. It’s coming very fast, it’s faster than singing, and it’s a bit of domineering and arrogant.

Ming Qingda frowned and looked out of the hall, not knowing who was coming.

The footsteps are extremely brisk.

Because the owner of the footsteps is very brisk.

A police officer in the black supervision uniform crossed the long threshold and walked in. His face was holding a happy smile. Behind him, he followed Hong Changqing to the officials of the Supervisory Academy and Xia Xifei. Seven young masters. (Web users please login... download the txt format novel, mobile phone users login.

He did not say hello to those officials, went directly to Ming Qingda, and looked at the father with a rather elusive eye.

I don't know how long I have watched, Ming Qingda frowned slightly, and looked at the imperial adult who was said to be still in the Shazhou area. He asked: "The admiration of the adults is coming, there is a far-reaching welcome. "

Fan Xian smiled and said: "This is a grand event, I can't come, especially the official is going to say thank you to the old man." "

" Thank you? " Ming Qingda heart trembled.

" Thank you for your three-shares. " He attached to the ear of Ming Qingda, with a voice that only the other party can hear, whispered: " Merchants Qianzhuang... is mine. "

Ming Qingda frowned slightly, wondering if he had got it wrong?

Fan leisure looked at the incomplete ink on the case, the lips burst into a happy smile, worked hard for one year, and forbeared for a year, finally received results today, how to make him unhappy?

Although he knows that his identity will make the merchants no longer able to avoid the court's gaze, but this is a matter of time, he also needs to use this limelight to let the North Qi emperor earn a full hand... although in the emperor Laozi Under the attention, Fan Xian may have to bear the loss of more than one million silver, but he does not care about this.

A hundred years in the south of the Yangtze River, the temples and rivers and lakes, the hand-controlled Ming family without hundreds of survivors... Today is easy! Such a grand show, how can Fan Leisure miss it? It’s worth it to spend a million and two silver tickets to buy a movie ticket and see it with your own eyes!

He looked at Ming Qingda, whose face was changing, and thought about it. If the old man suddenly fainted, the ticket was even more valuable.

It seems that God heard his voice. Ming Qingda looked at the merchants who were standing behind Fan’s leisure, and looked at the young man’s hand in the hands of Fan Xian. He finally understood everything. However, he still can't figure out... It is impossible for the household to move the treasury. Where did Fan Leisure get so much money and make a money house?

Ming Qingda was trembling, his eyes were reddish, his throat was two times but he couldn’t speak, his heart was bleeding, and his body fell down!

Fan leisure, facing everyone in the four aspects, arbitrarily handed a gift, laughing in the empty and bright Mingyuan Hall.

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