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Chapter 26 Let You Be a Jerk!

That's just her personality; she always strives to be the best.

Zhu Ling straightened her posture as usual: "Don't worry about the money, miss. Just leave the most expensive bottle for me."

"I understand."

Zhu Ling looked at Cui Zhu: "Why don't you go back to You'an Residence with Miss Song to get it? That way, Miss Song won't have to make another trip."

Just as Cuizhu was about to nod, Song Youan interrupted, "Miss, please wait. I think it would be better for Miss Cuizhu to go and get it on her sixteenth birthday?"

"Why?" Zhu Ling asked, frowning.

"Since the grand banquet at the Duke of Su's mansion yesterday, many people must have wanted to buy perfume from me. I've put up a sign that I'll be receiving guests on my 16th birthday, so on that day, many people will surely come to my You'anju. Then I'll have Miss Cuizhu fetch the most expensive perfume, and then the whole capital will be..."

She didn't finish her sentence, but how could Zhu Ling not understand the implication?
She looked at Song Youan with a gleam in her eyes: "Miss Song is right. I want everyone in the capital to know that I, Zhu Ling, possess the best."

Everyone knew that the second young lady of the Marquis of Fuyang's mansion loved to show off, and Song You'an had known this since her first visit to the mansion. This idea was exactly what she wanted, which made Zhu Ling very happy.

“I will accept Miss Song’s gift, but you must also accept my gift. Don’t be so polite with me.”

Song Youan hesitated for a moment, then finally nodded: "Thank you, Miss."

After leaving the Marquis of Fuyang's residence, Song You'an let out a soft breath before taking out the silver notes and counting them. There were three in total, amounting to three hundred taels.

She knew that Zhu Ling had initially given her silver under the pretext of a housewarming gift, but his real purpose was to obtain the perfume.

However, this would make the purpose between them very strong, so by taking out the perfume and giving it to Miss Zhu before she could speak, he instantly brought them closer.

After all, if one wants to continue developing business in Kyoto in the future, Miss Zhu is a very good intermediary, because everyone knows that she only uses the best things!

What surprised Song Youan was that the Fuyang Marquis's family was so wealthy, and the Second Miss Zhu seemed to have no concept of being reluctant to spend money.

Little did anyone know that Cuizhu had just seen Song Youan off when she entered Zhu Ling's room carrying two thick ledgers.

"Miss, the accounts from the fabric shop last season have arrived."

Zhu Ling was playing with the perfume in her hand when she heard this, and nodded: "Did Manager Li give any instructions?"

"He said that the Shuiyun brocade sold best last season, and shops in both Huainan and Huaibei plan to raise the price of Shuiyun brocade by 10% next season. Fuguang brocade is selling quite well in Huaibei, but not so well in Huainan. Manager Li plans to inform the shops in Huainan to remove Fuguang brocade and replace it with porcelain brocade."

“Porcelain brocade? That costs much more than shimmering brocade,” Zhu Ling said.

Cuizhu nodded: "Manager Li knows, so he thought he would ask Madam's opinion first. Madam said that the cloth shop is now under Miss's management, so Miss should make the decision."

Zhu Ling put down the perfume bottle, frowned, and pondered for a moment before saying, "Remove half of the 'Floating Light Brocade' from Huainan first, and use half of the 'Porcelain Brocade' to patch it up and see the effect. Don't invest too much in the porcelain brocade at once, or you'll end up with a loss. Keep the shops in the capital as they are and don't make any changes."

Cuizhu noted down everything he said, then turned and left.

It's an open secret that wealthy and powerful families in Kyoto run their shops through distant relatives. The Fuyang Marquis's family focuses on the cloth business, and the Manager Li that Zhu Ling mentioned is actually the brother of her distant cousin.

Therefore, the higher the social standing of a family in Kyoto, the less they lacked money; their methods of making money went far beyond what the world could see.

That day, at the vehicle management office.

The written test (Theory Test 1).

Song You'an was concentrating on answering questions on the machine when a crumpled piece of paper fell to her feet. She looked up, glanced impatiently at Song Huanyu diagonally in front of her, and mouthed: "Big—idiot!"
Song Huanyu grinned crookedly, tore off another piece of paper, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it at her.

Song Youan stepped aside and looked at him expressionlessly.

Like a spoiled brat, Song Huanyu threw another crumpled piece of paper at her. This time, Song Youan didn't dodge, and the paper landed right on her head before bouncing to the ground.

Seeing this, Song Huanyu laughed even more heartily.

Song You'an sneered, then stood up and quickly walked to Song Huanyu's side. This sudden action drew the attention of the other examinees.

Song Huanyu sat at the far end of the window, where several potted plants were placed on the windowsill.

He looked up at Song Youan defiantly: "Leave your seat without permission, or your grades will be reset to zero."

Unexpectedly, Song You'an picked up a plastic flowerpot in each hand and, without saying a word, dumped it on Song Huanyu's head, yelling, "You stupid idiot, serves you right for being such a jerk!"

wow-

The dirt poured down from Song Huanyu's head, covering him completely.

The surrounding examinees stared in shock, not knowing what had happened, but the girl in front of them was too fierce.

Song Huanyu cried out in surprise, his body jerking up abruptly, muttering curses involuntarily: "Song Youan! You... ptooey... ptooey... ptooey..."

As a result, he swallowed a mouthful of dirt halfway through his sentence.

"What are you two doing!"

The proctor, who was dozing off, only realized something was wrong when he heard the noise.

Song You'an walked towards the door without looking back. Just as she reached the proctor, she heard Song Huanyu throw a flowerpot on the ground. Song You'an said to the proctor, "He broke the flowerpot. Make him pay for it!"

“Song You… ptooey An! You… ptooey… stop right there…”

Song Huanyu stopped taking the exam and went straight after Song You'an.

The vehicle management office is not a place to cause trouble. Song Huanyu rushed out looking disheveled, but before he could even touch Song You'an, he was restrained.

"Behave yourself, what trouble are you causing if there's no exam?"

"It was her! She put the flowerpot on my head!" Song Huanyu hurriedly explained, looking both embarrassed and somewhat funny as he tried to explain while having his hand twisted.

The staff member looked at Song You'an and asked, "Young lady, what happened?"

Song Youan said expressionlessly, "This person verbally harassed me in the examination room, which constitutes sexual harassment. Please take him to the police station!"

"Song You'an, you're talking nonsense!" Song Huanyu was furious. He didn't expect Song You'an to dare to spout such blatant lies.

"Be honest, we have CCTV footage in the exam room to tell you whether it's true or not." The staff member tightened his grip, and Song Huanyu immediately cried out in pain.

This was originally a troublesome matter, and most people wouldn't want to get involved, but coincidentally, the vehicle management office is right next to the police station.

Two staff members dragged Song Huanyu to the next room, while Song You'an followed leisurely behind. It wasn't until they saw the police station gate that Song Huanyu finally panicked, turning around and shouting, "Song You'an, are you crazy? Explain to them right now, I was wrong, I fucking know I was wrong, I beg you..."

(End of this chapter)