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Five Hundred and Eighty-Seven: Spendthrift Woman, Where Did the Money Go? (4)

"...What should I do...?"

Seeing that the priceless "Tiangong Glaze" was sold one by one, but very little silver was recovered, and the holes in the accounts were getting bigger and bigger. The steward almost cried without tears. Who didn't know the virtues of those noble ladies? ah? ,

The commercial bank alliance is semi-public and semi-private, but for these ladies with powerful natal families, it is completely private property. If you want to give some money or write an IOU, it is quite polite and you are not polite. Come and ask for it.

Things got into the hands of these prodigal women, and the little steward knew with his toes that there was no way those IOUs could be turned into money.

The little steward was worried and told the matter to the chief steward.

The chief steward is also in a lawsuit and is in a dilemma.

His sister also bought several sets of "Tiangong Liuli" sets of face masks on credit from a trading company. He told her secretly, but she didn't care at all, and the manager couldn't do anything to her. The ladies of Northern Xinjiang were very favored, and even if they were married, their status in their natal family would still be high.

These prodigal women are not grubby in spending money, and they are even more diligent in taking their own things. The financial loopholes of the commercial bank are getting bigger and bigger.

The little steward was almost worried about his gray hair, and muttered and complained, "It's quite refreshing for these girls to pay Gu Xin. I've never seen them issue IOUs and get credit before... Why are they now planning to use it for nothing... When You’re really welcome…”

The general manager said angrily, "Gu Xin is a businessman from Dongqing. When doing business, the money must be paid in full. If you don't pay, you can't get the goods, but the business house is the natal family of these prodigal women. Go to your own house "Hey, when did you see them actually paying the bills?"

The young steward shrank his neck and said in horror, "But... this is not an option..."

If the "Tiangong Liuli" was divided up by these ladies, the trading company would have to pay a large sum of money.

If this financial loophole is not plugged, no one will be able to afford it when the people above check the accounts.

As a last resort, the chief steward could only think of a solution that was not a solution.

On the surface, they said that "Tiangong Liuli" had been sold out, but privately they sold it to a lower-status aristocratic woman at a price lower than the average price. These aristocratic women all have one thing in common. Their natal family is not involved in the business of a trading company, or they are in a trading company. Not a high status.

Even if it was a "low price sale", the price they set was more than double the original "acquisition" price.

There are so many rich ladies in northern Xinjiang.

In the past, "Tiangong Liuli" was almost monopolized by first-class ladies, and others could not buy it with money. But now, "black goods" are delivered to their doorsteps, and the price is right, far lower than the highest value in their hearts. With a big hand, Huibian bought it.

By selling in such a secretive manner, the firm successfully sold a batch of "Tiangong Glaze" and made a fortune every day.

If it goes well, once all the inventory is sold, the financial hole will be closed.

However, things didn't go as planned. The situation was looking good, but something happened to the prodigal woman at home.

It all started at a banquet.

"Tiangong Glaze" has almost become a standard accessory for high-ranking ladies in northern Xinjiang, symbolizing strong wealth and power. They must wear one every time they go out to meet guests. When they found out that the merchant's shop also had a lot of "Tiangong Glaze", they couldn't help but rejoice, and they changed their sets every day.

This banquet was no exception.

The three ethnic groups in Northern Xinjiang have strict racial divisions, and their hierarchies are clearly defined among each other. There is no room for overstepping.

Mrs. Wu Liba is undoubtedly the best among all noble ladies.

As a lady, what she hates most are those pretentious Central Plains women and those Israeli slave girls who serve others.

No one expected that she would disregard her manners and scratch the beautiful face of a concubine of a great noble.

The concubine was sitting in a remote corner communicating with others. When Wu Liba's wife came up to beat her, she didn't even react.

"Who lets a despicable female slave wear 'Tiangong Liuli'? You are worthy of wearing a despicable skin!"

Wu Liba's wife grabbed all the jewelry from her concubine's head and threw it to the ground. Glass fragments fell all over the floor. Those who were close were even hit by the bounce, scaring them so much that they subconsciously moved away. After listening to Mrs. Wulibaba's words, all the ladies knew what happened.

A concubine who came from a female slave dared to wear the same precious "Tiangong Glaze" as them?

All the ladies were angry, but Madam Wu Liba had already stepped forward to whip him with a whip, so they did not interfere.

The concubine was also beaten unconscious. The madam grabbed her long hair and pushed her to the ground. Her tender cheeks pressed against the ground, causing beads of blood to appear. She felt regretful in her heart. If she had known better, she would not have worn that precious set of hair and face to show off.

Who knew that the women in Northern Xinjiang were so aggressive and unreasonable that they would even dare to hit someone at a banquet hosted by the company commander's princess.

The person who did it was Mrs. Wu Liba. Her natal family was powerful and her husband's family was extremely powerful, so the matter was brushed off and passed over.

As for the concubine who was beaten violently?

I was so sorry that I was beaten in vain, and even my concubine’s husband didn’t say a word.

However, this matter did not end that simply.

Those ladies are not willing to stop.

A concubine who was born as a slave girl has the financial resources to wear expensive "Tiangong Glaze"?

Especially the concubine's husband's first wife, who almost overturned the whole house when she came home.

After checking again and again, they found that the price of these "Tiangong Glaze" was nearly half lower than the normal price, and they were all sold by trading houses.

At this time, these ladies were completely blown away.

The business was just starting to pick up, but it was cut off again in an instant. The general manager of the company was furious.

Helplessly, they could only find another way out and prepare to sell Tiangong colored glaze to Dongqing. The business in Beijiang could not continue.

However, Beijiang seemed to be unlucky this year. The company had just negotiated a deal, and the smugglers who were smuggling to Dongqing refused to do it.

"Business has its own business code. You can't go back on your word like this..."

The general manager resisted the urge to vomit blood and patiently negotiated with the business partner.

The other party smiled coldly and mocked, "Beijing merchants often mocked the Central Plains merchants for being cunning and dishonest in business. They boasted that they believed in business code, but from my point of view, they don't seem to be that good. This 'Tiangong colored glaze' is just a cheap product made of gravel. If I hadn't received the news in time... By the time this deal was concluded, my family would have been forced into a desperate situation."

What?

Cheap product made of gravel?

The general manager was furious. The "Heavenly Palace Colored Glass" in his hand was genuine.

The deal fell through. The general manager thought something was wrong and sent someone to investigate. The information he got back made him dizzy and his brain was short of blood for a moment. His eyes went black... He fell to the ground and lost consciousness.

The so-called "Heavenly Palace Colored Glass" was just a very ordinary glass product in Zhongzhao!

That damn Gu Xin, he deceived everyone!

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