Yan Mansion has been very lively these days.
People who claimed to be Yan Ze's classmates would always come to the house. At first, the servant guarding the door would stop him and ask, but as more people came by, they gradually relaxed the guard.
"Second Master, is it okay?" Song Jinshu didn't want to move since the first day of the month. He lay lazily on the wicker chair in the backyard, with a thin blanket covering his waist, bulged in a round arc.
Yan Cheng peeled the grapes on the plate and brought them to Song Jinshu's mouth. His fingertips were dyed purple by the grape juice. Song Jinshu saw it and stretched out his tongue to lick it. Seeing that Yan Cheng didn't respond, he simply put the entire fingertip in his mouth and sucked gently.
Yan Cheng took a deep breath and scratched Song Jinshu's upper jaw with his fingertips.
Song Jinshu was nurtured by him, causing him to become increasingly naughty. He smiled at Yan Cheng with his fingertips pressed against his mouth, his loving eyebrows slightly furrowed. The late autumn sunlight shone through the crevices in the vines above him, casting a gentle layer on his body.
"Don't seduce me," Yan Cheng used a little force to pull his fingers out of Song Jinshu's warm mouth, "The doctor said I can't touch you until you give birth."
After returning from Yancheng, Song Jinshu always suffered from fetal pain from time to time. The doctor came to see her several times and said that the fetus was unstable and he needed to rest for the next few months.
he cannot move greatly, let alone perform sexual activities.
Yan Cheng had been holding it in for a long time. Now that he saw Song Jinshu's appearance as a naughty kitten, he just wanted to eat him alive.
"Second Master," while the two of them were feeling warm and fuzzy, there was a knock on the courtyard door from outside, "Boss Xu from Buzhuang is here to see you,"
Yan Cheng's eyes darkened. Boss Xu was the largest shareholder of Buzhuang and would rarely come to the house to find him. However, today he came from the mountain city for the first time. This can only mean that——
Yan Ze taking action!
Song Jinshu sat upright on the wicker chair and looked at Yan Cheng with a bit of worry.
Yan Cheng glanced at him reassuringly, then raised his voice and said to the servant waiting outside: "Let Boss Xu wait in the front hall. Have some pastries and good tea ready. I'll be here right away."
The servant outside the door responded and gradually walked away.
"I'm going to talk to Boss Xu first." Yan Cheng stood up and placed a plate of peeled grapes in front of Song Jinshu. "Just wait for me in the yard. Don't run around and don't let anyone come into the yard."
Song Jinshu didn't want Yan Cheng to worry about him anymore, so he obediently sat on the wicker chair holding the blanket, and nodded, "I won't run around."
"Well, be good." Yan Cheng bent down and kissed Song Jinshu on the cheek. He walked to the door of the courtyard and looked back at him worriedly. When he saw that Song Jinshu was still sitting obediently on the wicker chair, he left with peace of mind.
Boss Xu was Yan Cheng's partner when his father was still in charge. He was much older than Yan Cheng. The last time the two met was at Yan Cheng's appointment ceremony.
"Uncle Xu."
Yan Cheng walked up to the person and bowed, then sat down on the seat next to Boss Xu, with a faint fragrance wafting from the tea in front of him.
"It's really difficult to meet Mr. Yan nowadays." Boss Xu teased as he took a sip of tea with a smile.
"What are you talking about, Uncle Xu?" Yan Cheng calculated in his mind the purpose of his coming this time, without showing any emotion on his face, "It would be better to do what I did before, Xiao'er Yan."
Boss Xu laughed a few times, raised his hand to stroke the gray beard on his chin, and said straight to the point: "I'm here to talk to the second master about Buzhuang."
"Second Master has developed well in Youdu in recent years and has established some relationships with the royal family. I heard that every spring, the clothes of the examiners are all purchased at Er Master's clothing store, which is a scene. "
"Fengzhong doesn't dare to take credit. If it weren't for the help of all of you, my uncles, I wouldn't have achieved what I have now."
Boss Xu was very satisfied with his attitude, nodded, and began to express his intention of coming this time, "I am here on behalf of us old men this time. We founded Buzhuang with your father back then, although in the end It's all taken care of by your father."
Boss Xu coughed a few times as he spoke, with a somewhat greedy look on his face, "Old men like us are half buried in the ground. Logically speaking, we shouldn't think about that little money, but ..."
He paused, seeming a little embarrassed.
"We are all fathers, and we want to think more about our children in everything. Now that the business of the cloth shop's clothing store is booming, shouldn't we old guys also get more dividends?"
Yan Cheng chuckled lightly, looked at the shadow of the figure exposed outside the door, and said without any hesitation: "What Uncle Xu said is reasonable, but the dividends are calculated based on the original silver. After the establishment of Buzhuang, the first year, because I made a lot of money, my father was also good at making decisions and adding a lot of dividends to everyone."
"Now that the cloth shop is in my hands, I have to negotiate business with other bosses of the cloth shop every day, and I am also responsible for the food, clothing, and housing of hundreds of people in the cloth shop, let alone giving you additional dividends. Feng Zhongdu I have to be brave enough to discuss it with you, how about less?"
When Boss Xu heard this, he immediately stopped daring. He slapped the table and coughed, "How can this be done? These dividends were determined when your father took charge of Buzhuang. How can you mess with your elders' plans?"
Seeing that Yan Cheng had no intention of relenting, Boss Xu was worried that his original dividend would be reduced, so he panicked and said, "I think that guy Yan Ze is much better than you."
"Besides, this cloth village is also owned by Yan Ze. As the elder brother, you monopolize the family's property. This... this... this is unkind!"
"Uncle Xu is joking. All the property of the Yan family belongs to me as well as to my younger brother. My younger brother is seven years younger than me. In the future, when I am not mentally strong enough, I will leave it to him to take charge."
"I don't think we have to wait until the future," Boss Xu puffed his beard and glared, "your little brother has already agreed to our request and promised that we will also have a share of the ready-made clothing store. In a few days, we old men will get together, and You, the boss, should be pushed out of office and let your brother take over!"
Yan Ze, who was eavesdropping outside the door, gritted his teeth and cursed in his heart that this old man would do whatever it took to expose himself for money.
He took a few steps back and trotted cautiously out of the meeting hall.
Yan Cheng could hear the movement outside the door. Knowing that he had been exposed, Yan Ze would be eager to find a way to remedy the situation. Now he just had to wait for Yan Ze to reveal his flaws.
Yan Ze quickly ran back to his yard, took out a small medicine bag from under the corner of the table, and sneaked into the kitchen.
The maid in the kitchen was standing in front of the earthen pot, waving a cattail leaf fan in her hand. When she saw Yan Ze coming in, she stood up in panic and saluted.
"Is this medicine for my second sister-in-law?"
The maid was a little afraid of him, nodded, and whispered, "This is miscarriage's anti-fetal medicine."
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