Chapter 43: Head Clerk's Style

The Rong family's head clerk, although it looks similar in status to the head clerk of the Zhang family's Four Seasons Trading Firm.

But in fact, it is not a decoration for retirement like the Zhang family.

It is a steward at a level effectively between the Zhang family's general steward and the owner.

The second clerk is the assistant to the head clerk, and the Zhang family does not have this level of character.

The third clerk is equivalent to the Zhang family's steward.

Then the Zhang family's clerk, head clerk, and head clerk are called small clerk, clerk, and head clerk in the Rong family.

So the status gap between Zhang Gui, the Zhang family's head clerk, and the Rong family's head clerk is huge.

"Rong third clerk is joking, how can I, this status, go directly to see your family's head clerk."

"Brother Zhang, I am not joking.

Now in the whole Wangbei Manor, there is only one head clerk named Zhang Bazhen left from your Pingyang Zhang family.

Our head clerk feels that 'one person is private, two people are public,' so he specially invited your family to send another person who can make decisions.

As a result, your family sent you, this head clerk.

So no matter what position you are in the Zhang family, you represent the Pingyang Zhang family in Wangbei Manor now, so naturally our head clerk must greet you personally.

Otherwise, wouldn't it be a loss of etiquette."

A business related to the survival of the clan, but the heavy responsibility was entrusted to a small pack horse to carry.

Even if it was just a temporary scene at the end of the year, it showed that there were always people in the Pingyang Zhang family who opposed selling land.

Although it is difficult to reverse the general trend, it is inevitable to make trouble from time to time.

A toad crawling on your instep, even if it doesn't poison you, it disgusts you.

Wangbei Manor steward hall.

The flowers and plants around were all pulled out, leveled into land, looking less elegant and more practical.

Rong Anshan, the Rong family head clerk who directed this matter, stood in the hall, frowning and smoothing his breath, and his anger dissipated a little when he accidentally saw the vastness outside.

The ancestors who started the Shuanghu Rong family were originally playmates of the eleventh emperor of the Ming Song, Qingzong, before he ascended the throne.

The family has only been in power for three generations, ninety-odd years, and no matter how much money they have, they lack foundation.

Especially since the inheritance time is short, the family population is small, but they have the emperor as a backer, so the business develops fast, so that most of the middle and upper positions can only use outsiders with different surnames.

Of course, when it comes to the quasi-big shots of the head clerk's weight, it is the opposite, and most of them are surnamed Rong.

The Rong family's "generation character" comes from the six weights and twelve characters of business learning of Tao Zhugong, a great merchant sage in the history of the East Continent:

"Recognize people, accept, settle business, rectify, agile, can succeed."

Since Rong Anshan is of the "An" generation, his age is naturally not too big, only in his early thirties.

He is handsome and refined, and his temperament is shrewd.

The younger ones of the same generation have not yet been born, and the older ones have just learned to read, but he has already stood out; needless to say, his biological father and grandfather must be powerful and romantic in the Rong family.

Only with power can Zhang Rongshan be successful at a young age, and only with romance can he give birth to such a good son who is out of generation.

The combination of the advantages of both sides made Rong Anshan ambitious.

He was determined to take advantage of his age, follow his father and grandfather's power to ride the wind and waves, and become the next generation Rong family head.

"Life is like playing chess.

Ordinary people look one step at a time, those with some ability look three steps at a time, and being able to look five steps at a time is already having a plan in their chest.

But in my opinion, if you want to achieve great things, you need to look ten steps at a time, and you have to walk out of the pattern.

Those rotten fools of the Pingyang Zhang family have fallen to the point of selling their ancestors' manors, and they still want to disgust people.

Clearly, they underestimate my Rong Anshan's youth and vigor, and lack of tolerance.

But I just won't be disgusted by their tricks, and I'll anger them to death!"

After pacing back and forth for three or five steps, he comforted himself and put on a gentle and elegant mask.

The only old man accompanying Rong Anshan in the hall was a white-haired, fat, and changing face like turning a book, just now indignant, now full of admiration.

Hearing Rong Anshan ask, "Song Weng, what do you think?"

The white-headed old man immediately reacted: "Those who do great things don't care about small details.

Anshan Young Master, you have already mastered the three flavors of it."

"Hahaha, it is worthy of being called the 'Rapid Vanguard, Fire-Extinguishing Elder' Song Huawen of our Pinghu Rong family.

You tasted the power of my softness overcoming hardness at once.

In this way, you choose two clever ones from the slaves just bought and assign them to the new head clerk from the Zhang family.

So that he doesn't have to pour tea and water for himself in our manor, which loses face and makes me look stingy."

The head clerk of the Shuanghu An family sends a servant to the head clerk of the Zhang family.

Such a whimsical idea, any servant with a serious mind would dissuade him.

But Song Huawen said without hesitation: "Anshan Young Master, don't worry, I will go and choose people myself later."

But as soon as he agreed, Rong Anshan hesitated again, "Hmm, the head clerk of the An family sends a servant to the head clerk of the Zhang family.

Don't let those who don't know the inside story think that I am showing kindness to the Zhang family.

Send one instead of two, so as not to send 'good things come in pairs' and fold my luck for the New Year."

Hearing this, Song Huawen had a strange look on his face, "Anshan Young Master, are you really going to spend the New Year in Siyang Commandery?"

Rong Anshan was questioned, his face immediately darkened,

"Spending the New Year always requires eating, drinking, and playing leaf cards happily to be complete and smooth.

Only then can the New Year have a good omen.

Besides, only in the East Yue Sea province, where there are sea merchants everywhere, can there be strange things like spending the New Year in brothels and casinos.

Since the elders at home said that the road home is long, and one round trip is afraid of delaying things, and didn't let me return home to spend the New Year.

Then it's fine for me to go to Siyang Commandery, which is dozens of miles away and can be reached in half a day, to broaden my horizons."

As soon as the words fell, a servant reported: "Head clerk, Zhang Gui, the head clerk of the Pingyang Zhang family, has arrived."

"Please invite him in." Rong Anshan ignored Song Huawen, waved his hand, and said.

He turned and returned to the main seat in the hall, sat down calmly, and welcomed the guest with a smile.

After a while, Zhang Gui walked into the hall.

He bowed deeply and saluted, "Zhang Gui has met Rong Master."

"Young Master Zhang, don't be so polite, please take a seat.

Rong An, serve tea."

Rong Anshan also returned with enough politeness, giving the courtesy of being "enemy bodies."

But Zhang Gui knew that although one represented the Shuanghu Rong family and the other represented the Pingyang Zhang family, theoretically they were indeed equal.

But the disparity in status made this "equality" indistinguishable between virtual and real.

If people give you face, you have it;

If people don't give you face, you don't have it.

After sitting down, his words were even more respectful, and everything he said to Rong Anshan was good, good, good, yes, yes, yes.

After chatting for a while, Rong Anshan finished showing his big pattern and gradually lost interest in talking.

He picked up the teacup and took a small sip, "The sky has entered noon.

Why don't I set up wine and water, and we drink and chat while chatting."

Zhang Gui immediately stood up and apologized, "Head clerk, forgive me.

I came to visit you as soon as I entered the manor, and I haven't met the head clerk left behind by the clan, so I really can't obey."

"Then don't force it." Rong Anshan smiled and said: "Song Weng, you go and choose a servant to serve Young Master Zhang.

If he uses it smoothly in the future, give it to him."

"This is not necessary, it's too expensive." Zhang Gui was stunned for a moment and declined dryly.

"A slave is only twenty taels of gold at most, which is not expensive.

Is Young Master Zhang complaining that one is too few?

Song Weng, then you..."

"This grandson is a temperamental person, you have to smooth his hair."

A thought flashed through Zhang Gui's mind, and he hurriedly interrupted Rong Anshan, "No, no, not complaining that it's too few.

I thank Rong Master for your kindness, I am grateful, I am grateful."

(End of Chapter) ===== CHAPTER 44 =====