After being divorced for three years, the bad husband brought his son to ask for forgiveness

Chapter 4: Merchants Play Tricks on Jiang Wencheng
"Master, we are acquainted and we know the rules. I just want the brocades that Manager Li exhibited today. I want as many as you can get. You can arrange the rest as you see fit. I trust your skills and I will accept as many as you want."

Boss Zhang is wealthy and powerful, so he was the first to make his attitude clear.

Boss Wang is no exception. "Like Boss Zhang, I can wait until the end of the year or even next year if the owner is unable to deliver the goods."

The weaker boss hurriedly took out the banknotes and said, "Master, I brought 20,000 taels of banknotes from Hengtong Bank. I will spend all of them in your shop today. Please prepare a few more brocades for me."

"Master, we from Qianyi Cloth Shop have come all the way from the northwest. We only hope that you can consider us for our sincerity in coming from afar."

"Bozu, we..."

These people didn't ask about the price at all, they just wanted to have the goods. The entire second floor of Chaojinfang was filled with the smell of silver bills.

Jiang Wencheng's heart was filled with excitement. Just these few people were worth more than 100,000 taels of silver. Thinking about those people waiting downstairs, his heart was even more excited, as if all this money would go into his pocket.

Jinfang is indeed a cash cow, and he is determined to get it.

As I was getting excited, someone pushed my arm and said, "Why aren't you talking? Don't you have any money?"

"Why join in the fun if you don't have money?"

The voice was quite loud, and everyone's eyes fell on Jiang Wencheng. Second Manager Li Xia even began to suspect that he was a spy from another brocade workshop. "This boss looks unfamiliar. Is he here for the first time?"

“How much do you want to order?”

Jiang Wencheng's heart tightened, "I"

He only had a few hundred taels on him, and compared to those merchants who often had tens of thousands of taels, he felt embarrassed to take it out.

"How many banknotes did you bring? Show them to me."

A merchant sneered, "According to the rules of Chaojinfang, all payments must be made upon ordering. No overdue payments or credits are allowed. If you don't have money, leave now. Don't delay our important business."

Jiang Wencheng came from a noble family. Since when did lowly merchants dare to ridicule him?

I haven't figured out a reason yet.
Yan Chaonian, who was about to reveal his identity behind the gauze curtain, spoke up, "Boss Jiang, if you are not ready yet, you can come back another day. There are customers waiting downstairs. Please don't waste everyone's time."

She didn't want Jiang Wencheng to know the details that followed, and she hadn't figured out how to drive the man away yet. Boss Xiong did help her, and she gave him two pieces of top-quality brocade.

As soon as she spoke, other merchants echoed her. The top-quality brocades were limited in number, and if there was one less person competing, they could get one more. Now they began to unite against a common enemy.

Jiang Wencheng took a deep breath and wanted to find out the inside story, but he didn't know that just sitting here would cost ten thousand taels of silver. He was also worried that being looked down upon by the owner of the shop would affect his subsequent cooperation, so he could only swallow his anger. But before he could say anything, Jiang Chongyuan who was standing beside him got angry.

"You merchants are so bold to speak to my father like this. Do you know who my father is?"

"Open your dog eyes and see clearly, my father is..."

"Shut up."

Jiang Wencheng's face turned pale. Did this bastard want to let everyone know that he, the young master of a baron's family, had no money in his pocket?
"My son is so rude, I'm sorry to make you all laugh."

"It doesn't matter if you laugh or not, but your son is so arrogant. I think Boss Jiang is not an ordinary person, so a few thousand in small change is not a problem for him."

They are all wealthy businessmen and are used to seeing officials. How can they be scared by a young boy?

Jiang Chongyuan was spoiled since birth. He could get whatever he wanted. As long as he was in the Marquis's house, no one dared to go against his wishes. He shouted angrily, "Shut up. My grandfather is Marquis Zhongshun, and my father is the future Marquis Zhongshun. Who the hell are you? How dare you talk to my father like that?" "Do you believe I'll put you all in jail?"

This was still a bit intimidating, and some people present were nervous. Yan Chao laughed from behind the gauze curtain, "Our Chaojinfang is also a treasured place. We have distinguished guests visiting us every month. Last month, a prince from the border came, and earlier, a marquis also came. Now, the two are still squatting in the prison cells of the government office."

"Although one can only rely on one's mouth to gain any status when traveling abroad, it is better to avoid being associated with high-ranking officials and dignitaries."

"So this is Uncle Jiang?"

Yesterday evening he sent someone to inquire about Jiang Wencheng. This time, besides the father and son, there were only a few guards and followers who came to the southwest. They stayed in an inn, which obviously meant they came privately. He probably didn't dare to shout loudly and alert the authorities.

The merchants looked at Jiang Wencheng with contempt, fearing that he was another madman who was trying to get rich and cheat people.

Boss Xiong stood up with a smile and bowed to Jiang Wencheng, "Uncle Jiang, we are really very offended. Please don't hold it against us merchants."

"We are gathered here today to earn some money to make a living. If you also want to buy the exquisite brocade from Chaojinfang, why don't you come first?"

"Yes, Lord Jiang is of noble status, you go first."

"My Lord is from the capital, he must be extremely wealthy and powerful, we are certainly not comparable, my Lord, please go first."

This was a tacit understanding among the merchants. Jiang Wencheng was put on the fire and could not move forward or backward for a while. He was in the most embarrassing situation he had ever experienced.

Jiang Chongyuan was a spoiled child, and he became even more ignorant in recent years under the deliberate pampering of his stepmother. He could not see that these people were teasing Jiang Wencheng, and he raised his chin proudly, "You are sensible, why don't you take out the best brocade."

Yan Chaonian frowned slightly. Jiang Chongyuan was even more ignorant than he was three years ago. Without her occasional nagging about studying, he must have been extremely happy and comfortable in the past three years.

"It seems that Mr. Jiang is not ready yet. Why don't you come back another day?"

She was happy to see Jiang Wencheng in such a predicament and felt very happy about it, but Jiang Chongyuan was her son after all, and she could not just ignore him.

Jiang Wencheng suppressed his anger, walked down the stairs, and bowed to Yan Chaonian behind the gauze curtain, "This is my first time to place an order, and I don't know the rules yet. I will come to visit the owner after I go back and prepare."

"I apologize for disturbing you today. Goodbye."

As he turned around, he glared at Jiang Chongyuan fiercely. The seats vacant when the father and son went downstairs were quickly filled. For these merchants, what just happened was just a small episode. What was important was how much goods they could get next.

"Father, are we leaving like this?"

Jiang Chongyuan chased Jiang Wencheng out of Chaojinfang, looking unwilling, "Don't you want those brocades anymore?"

"You have the ability to make things happen but not to make them fail. Can't you see that those people are mocking and ridiculing me? Where have you learned all these years?"

Jiang Wencheng was furious and looked at him with deep displeasure. If he hadn't been so talkative, he could have left in a dignified manner with the excuse of not knowing the rules, and would have had something to say to the shop owner next time he saw him. But this bastard couldn't see the situation clearly and ruined his plans. Not only was he fooled by a group of lowly merchants, but he also left the impression of being a swindler to the shop owner.

"Go back to the inn and don't come out without permission."

"Father."

"roll."

Jiang Chongyuan shuddered with fright, and the followers guarding outside came forward and took him away. Jiang Wencheng, who was left behind, looked towards the second floor of Chaojinfang with his eyes slightly narrowed. This capable and outstanding woman actually aroused his interest.

(End of this chapter)