As the bell rang out, the crowd slowly dissipated. Manager Hua sighed and felt pain everywhere in his body. He sat on the official hat chair. As soon as he got off, he saw Cheng Mo coming to him, and stood up quickly.

"You're welcome, sit down quickly." Cheng Mo smiled and reached out to press his hand on Manager Hua's shoulder, allowing him to sit down.

It was his plan to rack his brains to set up the official hat and chair at the entrance of the West City to attract attention, but he had to find a store next. The court stipulated that merchants could only open stores in the east and west cities, and could not open stores in other places. Because the store was difficult to find, those who could open stores in the two cities were influential.

Huichang Bo couldn't count on it. The members of the Mid-Summer Group were all second-generation ancestors, and they were able to eat, drink and have fun. It was really difficult for them to find a way to build a shop. Cheng Mo could only take one step at a time.

Manager Hua didn't dare to sit down, so Cheng Mo moved his hand away. He quickly stood up and presented the deposit he collected in the afternoon with both hands, saying, "Please look, boss, I sold more than 300 chairs today. This is all 10% of the deposit."

When he was not paying attention to Zhang Qing's deposit, the shopkeeper Hua would have returned it to Cheng Mo. Otherwise, Cheng Mo would not have the silver bill to pay him back?

"I said that you are responsible for An Yiju. You are responsible for these banknotes placed with you, hiring people, managing them, and purchasing wood. In two days, I will find a venue and we will build the workshop."

An Yiju is the name given to the store by Cheng Mo. The first one was the official hat chair, and the next was the Eight Immortals table and various Ming-style furniture that matched the official hat chair.

It’s not that Cheng Mo is dedicated to being the boss of the hand, but that he is used to taking charge of the overall situation and his subordinates are responsible for trivial matters. Shopkeeper Hua is undoubtedly the person he hired to handle daily trivial matters.

As for finding a venue to run a workshop and buying a shop in the West Market, he will take the initiative in person. Fortunately, with a deposit, the start-up capital is enough.

Manager Hua remembered that he was desperate a few days ago and was hired. Fortunately, he agreed at that time. Otherwise, how could he follow such a capable boss? If someone told him a few days ago that a chair that had never appeared in this world could be sold at a high price of 200 taels, he would not believe it, let alone believe that someone would order 100 copies at once. When Luo An asked to order 100 copies, he was completely confused.

"I am sure to ask someone for help. If you can get the wood, you can ask Carpenter Chu to help you with your palms. How to run such a large workshop? I also ask your boss for advice." Manager Hua bowed respectfully.

He went to a jewelry store as an apprentice at the age of eight, and went from being an apprentice to becoming a shopkeeper step by step. He has always been conceited. After seeing Cheng Mo's magical marketing techniques, he really felt that he still had a lot to learn. If he still looked down on this young man when he first met Cheng Mo, he was now full of admiration.

It turns out that the younger generation is so terrifying.

Cheng Mo took out a neatly folded piece of old cloth from his sleeve, and wrote it on it, saying: "This is the rules and regulations of An Yili. As long as you follow the above regulations, there is no problem with daily management."

Cheng Mo started from scratch and didn’t know the importance of the system. After considering it over and over again, he listed four things that are most important and can be implemented now, and simplified the complex and written on it.

Manager Hua was excited, and his hands trembled and said, "I must treasure it."

The old cloth strip was torn off Cheng Mo's old clothes. Manager Hua didn't even look at it. He had to fold it carefully and put it in his arms.

"The system is not for treasure, but for execution." Cheng Mo smiled and said, "You read it first and remember it in your heart. When we have a workshop, I will write it on the wall. Everyone in An Yiju must remember it. The daily discern right and wrong, reward and punishment, and this system shall prevail."

Manager Hua then realized, nodded repeatedly, and said from the heart again: "The master is a talent!"

Cheng Mo said: "You have been busy for a long time and are tired. Go back and rest."

Let the two newly bought servants go back one by the shopkeeper of Hua and hire someone to move the official hat and chair.

While walking, Manager Hua turned around and looked in the direction where Cheng Mo left, muttering to himself: "It is a blessing I have cultivated in my previous life to be able to follow such a boss."

Zhao Yufei, who was a snail girl in the small courtyard, didn't know that an epoch-making piece of furniture had emerged. She washed the clothes Cheng Mo had changed the day before the day, hung them on the rope, and then fed water to prepare to wipe the floor. At this moment, a group of maids surrounded a fat woman and rushed in.

Perhaps unexpectedly, a girl stood by the well, and Liu Siying was stunned for a moment.

Zhao Yufei, who was holding the well rope, heard the footsteps, turned her head and looked at the person who came clearly, and was stunned for a moment, saying, "Who are you? Why are you privately breaking into a private house?"

The close maid who had been with Liu Siying many times reacted very quickly, put her hands on her hips to make a teapot shape, and shouted: "Where did the female thief come from? How dare you steal things from the Cheng family? Come on, arrest me and give it to the official law."

Immediately, two maids came out from behind, one left and one right, which meant that Zhao Yufei was surrounded.

Zhao Yufei felt the crisis, pulled the bucket out of the well and put it in. She ignored the maid, glared at Liu Siying, and said in a deep voice: "Who are you?"

Liu Siying had already reacted. Seeing that although Zhao Yufei was dressed in ordinary clothes, she had a graceful figure and better skin than snow. Her nameless fire rose up. She refused to answer her words and instructed her maid: "Tie it up."

The maid said that he had arrested the officials and sent him to the officials was a threat, and all the maids who came with him understood. Now that the master had given the order, they were not vague at all, and they passed by three or four people at once, plus the two of them, who were both very skilled and immediately stopped Zhao Yufei. Someone took off his belt and tied him up.

Zhao Yufei struggled hard, but how could she get away?

The maid was so arrogant that she shared the same hatred of the enemy. She took off her shoes and stuffed a smelly sock into Zhao Yufei's mouth.

Cheng Mo returned to the courtyard and saw Liu Siying sitting on the mat as soon as he entered the door. A maid pinched her shoulders and a maid served her tea. Two rows of maids under the corridor were silent. His steps were slightly slow and he said, "Why are you here?"

Liu Siying hasn't pestered him for more than a month, and he thought she had a new goal.

"Goro is too fickle." Liu Siying turned her face angrily and said hatefully: "I haven't come here for a few days, so Goro hooked up with another woman."

Cheng Mo ignored what she said. Her beautiful peach blossom eyes fell on Zhao Yufei, who was tied like a brown slap in the corner of the house. Without saying a word, she went over to take off her smelly socks, unbutton her belt, and help her up.

Zhao Yufei was tied up for a long time, frightened, shy and anxious, and the smell of smelly socks almost made her faint. Seeing Cheng Mo come back, she whimpered and threw herself into Cheng Mo's arms, burst into tears.

It has been more than a month since the two of them kept their respects and had no physical contact. The warm and soft body entered their arms, and Cheng Mo could smell a faint scent of virginity in his nose.

"I'm sorry for you." Cheng Mo patted her back and comforted her softly.

Seeing that the two were so intimate, Liu Siying knocked over the jealous jar, stood up suddenly, rushed over at all costs, and pulled Zhao Yufei's black braid with fat hands.
Chapter completed!