Bachelor

Chapter 164
Sitting slumped on a chair, even though there is a yard across, the noise like the tide outside still hits my ears.

Ping Qiuli didn't know how long he had been sitting here, he was completely nailed to the Ping's bank now.As soon as you go out, you will be surrounded by angry crowds.The last time I went out, if it wasn't for my outstanding martial arts, strong body, and the protection of my servants, I really got away.

On the desk in front of him was a mountain of account books. Although he didn't bother to look at them, those black numbers were still hovering in front of his eyes, gradually turning red, and blood poured down his face.

The ancients said: There is a sequence in hearing the Tao, and there is a specialization in the arts.

In the past, Ping Qiuli did not believe this.He is amazingly talented, has good plans, and has great ambitions to help the world. He considers himself the number one talent in Shandong, and nothing in the world can stand against him.

In his opinion, doing business is a small way, and running a big country is like cooking small dishes, let alone managing a small Ping family bank.

However, when you really get started, you will know the suffering involved.Things were not diverted from his will, and the facts also ran counter to his preconceived ideas.

Everything has been clearly arranged properly, and every aspect has been fully calculated, but today's situation caught him off guard.

It's just a nightmare, and this nightmare is still going on.

The reserve fund of the bank was filled in, the activity funds from Qingzhou were filled in, the money begged from the Shanxi merchants was filled in, and even the money I had accumulated for many years was also filled in.But so much money was thrown in, but it was instantly swallowed up by the surging wave of runs, without even splashing a single wave.

It's powerless to go back to heaven!
Is it so difficult to do business, but why is it so easy for Sun Dan to do it?

Could it be that Sun Dan is more talented than me, Ping Qiuli? He is just a lucky kid, and he doesn't have a famous teacher to guide him, and he didn't even win a candidate. Why is he more talented than me, Ping Qiuli?
He was sitting on a chair, gnashing his teeth. There were two tendons on his cheeks that were pulsating like steel bars. The index finger, middle finger and thumb of his right hand were tightly pinched together. .At this moment, he wanted to stab this steel nail into his throat: "What face do I have to see the prince?"

As if being hindered by a demon, Ping Qiuli flicked his fingers and was about to stab the steel nail into his throat.At this time, a servant rushed in quickly: "Mr. Ping, Boss Shi is here."

This cry awakened Ping Qiuli from his nightmare. With a movement of his wrist, a ray of light swept across the left side of his face, shooting a transparent hole in the ceiling.

At this moment, Ping Qiuli realized that he was afraid, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his body, as if he had just been fished out of the water.

A businessman surnamed Shi didn’t notice anything unusual about Ping Qiuli. He came here today because of the fact that the caravan was detained. They were all confiscated by Jin Yiwei, and the goods with a total of more than 40 taels of silver were blocked in Anyang. Qiuli, you are very familiar with the officialdom in the capital, so you have to help us this time no matter what."

There was an evil fire in Ping Qiuli's heart, and he sneered with a gloomy face: "When I ask you to do business in the daytime, you wait for a lot of excuses, and something happened, but you think of me again. I can't find lice all over here. Sao Chu, are you here to bother me?"

The merchant surnamed Shi shouted: "Qiuli, what are you talking about? The first two times you asked us for money, but we sold more than [-] taels without saying a word. Now that something happened to our caravan, we came to the door, but you said Is that so?" He also looked annoyed.

Ping Qiuli giggled: "10 taels, giggling, what a big deal, you still feel wronged, don't you? The Ping's bank also has your shares, and you are not responsible for the current situation?"

"What responsibility do we have? The bank is run by you, and we have never dictated the affairs of the bank. Besides, after the bank raises money, it is not that simple to let it go out to eat interest, and it is not up to our thirteen firms. Help you borrow money so that the money in it can move. It is your own poor management, and it is our responsibility to blame."

Ping Qiuli was furious and was about to turn his back on him, but when he thought about the overall situation of Qianzhuang and Qingzhou, he could only hold back the anger in his heart and said slowly: "If other yamen seize your convoy, I can think of other ways Jinyi Sanitation, is it difficult?" He was startled, Jinyiwei is a special department, if there is no emperor's order to move Shanxi merchants this time, would they dare to make such a big move?
Is the emperor alert?

As soon as I thought of this, the sweat that I had just collected came out again.

Ping Qiuli fell silent, his mind was in a mess.

Seeing that Ping Qiuli didn't say anything, the merchant surnamed Shi was very disappointed, he sat on his buttocks, feeling bored, stood up, and was about to leave.

Only then did Ping Qiuli wake up from his contemplation, hurriedly stood up, and bowed deeply: "Shi Weng, Ping Qiuli has something to entrust, and I hope you will agree."

The merchant surnamed Shi knew that Ping Qiuli was going to ask him to raise money, and before Ping Qiuli could continue, he immediately put his head like a rattle, sighed pretendingly, and said heavily: "Qiuli, it's not that we don't I would like to help you, really... Cough, what should I say about this matter? We really have no money, and you know that such a large caravan has been detained, and it is still unknown when it will be released. Do we still have some spare money on hand? , but they are all used to replenish the goods, and the stumps cannot be moved. You also know that the season waits for no one. If we miss this spring, and wait until the off-season of summer, what money will we make..."

He was still rambling on, but Ping Qiuli hurriedly interrupted him, his eyes reddened: "Shi Weng, after so many years, you and I can be regarded as true friends. If we don't talk about business affairs, as far as personal feelings are concerned, please see Give brother a hand in the past love!"

The businessman surnamed Shi sneered in his heart: You, Ping Qiuli, don’t act in front of us. According to the momentum in front of you, Ping’s bank is finished. No matter how much money is thrown into this bottomless pit, there will be no sound. You want to die , we can't go crazy with you.Don't look at your pitiful words now, if I refuse later, I'm afraid you kid will turn your face immediately.

He shook his head, squeezed a few tears from his eyes, pretended to be sincere, and said, "Qiuli, it's not that I don't want to help you. Although I am a famous businessman in Shanxi, I don't own the business alone. The Shijia firm only holds [-]% of the shares, and the real people in charge are the old people in the family. I think the situation is the same with the other twelve firms. If you ask me for money, I can get it there. I also have shares, and I also took the money out, it’s really down, do you think I’m willing?"

Pingqiu's complexion changed drastically, he straightened up, and shouted angrily: "Old Shi, you are not authentic when you say such things. If you really turn your face, who is afraid of whom? Now, your thirteen banks still owe me a loan of 50 taels , really annoyed me, are you not afraid that I will come to collect the money? With the 50 taels of silver, the bank will survive."

The merchant surnamed Shi also turned his face, "Mr. Ping, you have to figure it out, the loan you gave us is for one year, and when the one-year period expires, we will naturally return the principal with interest to the bank. It's not time yet, sorry, I don't have a penny. This matter is outrageous, and the truth is on our side. If it really goes to the Yamen, I will win."

After speaking, he flicked his sleeves, ignored Ping Qiuli who was trembling all over, and walked away.

Ping Qiuli let out a long hiss, "Righteousness is the beetle of business, and righteousness is the beetle of business. I, Ping Qiuli, am blind, and want to conspire with you for great things. It is really ridiculous, extremely ridiculous!"

A mouthful of hot blood spurted out from his mouth, splashing shockingly large flowers on the floor.

……

Coming out of Pingqiuli, the merchant surnamed Shi himself felt wronged.

He called a carriage full of resentment: "Go to the Pingyao store, damn it, hurry up, I don't want to stay in this place for a moment."

Cooperating with laymen is a tragedy. He is so talented and famous in Pingqiu, but he is full of sage words and has a ball. When he really goes to the mall, he is tortured into a fool.

"Hey! Let's treat the matter of the bank as a farce. I don't want to deal with it, and I can't deal with it. Anyway, my thirteen family didn't suffer any losses. I got a lot of working capital. At worst, I will pay back the money to Pingqiuli after a year. At present, the most important thing is to get the detained caravan out of Jinyiwei's hands. However, in Jinyiwei's place, needles can't be inserted, water can't be poured in, and I don't know how to open the joints?"

The merchant surnamed Shi scratched his head, but for a moment he had nothing to think about, and his hair turned white with worry.

The carriage stopped suddenly, and the businessman surnamed Shi was furious. He stuck his head out and cursed: "The handlebar, what's the matter with you, why don't you leave?"

As soon as he was halfway through speaking, the merchant surnamed Shi swallowed the second half of the sentence down his throat.He saw that two people in flying fish suits stopped in front of the carriage, while the handlebar was kneeling under the carriage, trembling all over.

"Shi Wanquan?" the Jin Yiwei in the lead asked coldly.

"It's the villain." The merchant surnamed Shi was taken aback, only feeling that his body was as soft as noodles.

"I need you for something, why don't you come with us?" The leader, Jin Yiwei, grinned.

"Dare to ask my lord, but...but, is it about Anyang?" Intense fear struck, making the merchant surnamed Shi stutter.

"You'll know when you get there." The two Jin Yiwei jumped into the carriage, "Hold the handle, don't make a fuss, drive the carriage according to the route I gave you and continue on."

The carriage twisted and turned into a small courtyard, and the businessman surnamed Shi was taken to a room by the two.

But I saw a brocade guard and a scribe sitting in the room.

Seeing Shi Wanquan coming in, the scribe nodded and smiled: "I met Shi Weng, let me introduce you. My name is Sun Dan, and this is Zhu Huan, the envoy of Jin Yiwei."

"Ah!" Shi Wanquan finally couldn't hold on anymore, and sat down on the ground.

(End of this chapter)