After a pause, her eyes swept over Jiang Shi and Wang Guanshi, who had a good relationship with Jiang Shi, "I order you to clean up everything in one day and leave quickly."
Jiang Shi "rubbed" and stood for a while, with a black face, asked, "you are a woman who lives in a deep house. What qualifications do you have to directly withdraw from our posts? That is to say, you have to withdraw. It should be ordered by the Lord himself."
"Manager Jiang is right. What's more, we've already made up for those missing accounts. Why don't you bite them?"
"Just because I am the princess of the prince and the hostess of Yuzhou, even the people of Yuzhou have to listen to me, not to mention you?" The beauty of flowers on the street suddenly chills. It's clear that sitting there, the whole person's temperament is just like a king on the top, overlooking the small people under the stage.
"You, you fart, you are clearly, clearly is a random order, revenge!" Wang Guanshi was blocked and could not say a word. On the contrary, it was Jiang Shi. His face turned red, but he still argued angrily.
Mo Shanghua suddenly raised her eyes, and her eyes were as cold as the front. "Even if I take revenge, how can I?"
This sentence made Jiang Shi completely stunned, his face green and white, more and more ugly, as if he had swallowed some filthy things, and could not spit out or swallow them.
"Come on, take them all down." The flower eyes on the street were a bit impatient. I didn't want to argue with Jiang Shi about these useless things.
As soon as the words were over, the four boys rushed in, ignoring the struggle and howling of Jiang Shi and Wang Guan Shi, and took Jiang Shi and Wang Guan Shi and them down.
It was not until the boy took people away that the house was completely quiet.
The remaining two steward witnessed the means of Mo Shanghua just now. At this time, they were also in danger. They wished they could not get up and run away immediately.
Mo Shanghua's eyes swept away from the remaining two people, then settled on one of them and walked towards the man with gentle steps.
The man saw the flowers on the street stop in front of her, and felt like a needle.
"Zhang Guanshi -" sure enough, the next second Murakami's peaceful and clear voice began to ring.
Zhang he was more and more nervous. Unexpectedly, things were not what he had imagined. The flower on the street was smiling at him and said, "now the shops under the control of Jiang Shi have no jurisdiction. Would you like to work harder?"
At the same time, Zhang he felt relieved, and he could not believe it. It took him a long time to recover from the shocking news. He quickly got up and knelt down. "I'm very honored. Thank you for your advice."
"Get up, please." Mo Shanghua gave Zhang he a hand, and his attitude was totally different from that of Zhang He before. "I know you are not the same as Jiang Shi and others. I hope you can do well in the future, and don't let me down."
After a pause, she said: "by the way, the shop in charge of Wang has not been under the jurisdiction of anyone. I don't know if Zhang can recommend it to someone else?"
One side of the steward from the beginning of the Schadenfreude, and then to envy, in today's, can't help but keep stretching his neck, want Zhang He to recommend himself. After all, writing is a piece of fat, no matter who can do it.
Zhang he was appreciated by Mo Shanghua and felt grateful. Seeing her asking, he immediately lowered his head to think about it seriously. After a long time, he said, "the pawnbroker under the slave is very smart. If the princess doesn't dislike it, the slave will call him here."
"Don't look at it. I'm sure I can rest assured of the person recommended by manager Zhang." Mo Shanghua shakes her head, and her eyes are full of trust. "In this way, tomorrow you will directly take that gentleman to take over, and you won't have to come back to me again when you are taught by Haosheng."
In this way, she not only recruited talents for herself, but also made Zhang he a friend of this person. This person will be grateful and will be of better use in the future.
Zhang he was also a wise man. He knelt down and wrote a big gift to the flowers on the street. He said, "thank you for your kindness."
Every word is solemn and rigorous.
Mo Shanghua nodded and lifted him up. His eyes fell on another steward, and his voice was a little deep. "Steward Jiang and steward Wang disappointed me. I hope you can learn from them, and don't have to have another accident."
"Yes."
"Yes."
The former is trembling and nervous, while the latter is not nervous at all, but respectful.
……
Today's days are approaching summer day by day. Today's sunny weather has also produced some heat.
Mo Shanghua stayed away from the house for a day. After having dinner in the evening, she strolled around the house and sat down in the pavilion. She played with a shallow cup of tea.
Seeing that she seemed a little bored, Qin Ya came over and said, "princess, I heard that manager Jiang and manager Wang are still in trouble now. Now and then, they go to the runway shop and look like shrews."
The flowers on the street were in high spirits, and their eyebrows were slightly raised. "How did Zhang he deal with it?"
In fact, she had already noticed that picture. She thought that even if he was a little weak, he should not even be able to deal with Jiang Shi. If you really can't clean up, you really don't need to continue to do this job."It's not easy for Zhang to be bullied. At first, he just threw people out. Later, he closed the shop and stopped doing business. He couldn't even get in. Jiang was so angry that he couldn't do anything more." When Qin Ya said that, she couldn't help laughing. Her eyes and eyebrows were very lovely.
"He can't do business even if he makes trouble. It's a good way for Zhang He to do business." Mo Shanghua nodded, but the color of her eyes was still as plain as water.
After a pause, she suddenly put down the cup in her hand and said, "has the memorial been sent out? I forgot to ask, "how long will it take to get to the imperial city?"
As Qin Ya tilted her head and thought about it, she said: "the imperial city is far away from Yuzhou. Although it's fast, it can't be delivered in three or two days, or at least ten days. However, I heard that the emperor sympathizes with the Lord, and the memorial is always given as soon as March. "
March –
the flowers on the street are calm and clear, and there is a kind of thoughtful color in their eyes.
Three months is enough to do a lot of things. It seems that we can make good use of this time in the future.
Speaking of this, I can't help thinking of Yan Beicheng. My first reaction is, when will this guy come back?
Qin Ya seems to see her thoughts, a face of gossip came together, "princess, what are you thinking? But I miss the Lord? "
"No The flower eyes on the street flashed, and the complexion was rare and unnatural, as if for fear of being found.
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