The country sends a daughter-in-law? Come and take a dozen, take them all

"Zhu'er, how many days can our textile factory last?" Song Hongyang calmed down a little and asked.

"Just two or three months." Song Qiuzhu thought for a while and said.

"That's fine. By the way, Song Ding is in charge of the textile factory, right? I don't trust him, so you should take over the textile factory to avoid any mistakes."

Song Hongyang couldn't help but feel worried when he thought of his younger brother Song Ding, who had strong limbs but a simple mind.

This brother is very loyal, has no bad intentions, and is also a first-rate fighter, but he is too simple-minded.

Just as he finished speaking, the door was pushed open and a burly man with a rough face walked in, his mouth almost stretched to his ears.

"Brother, I have good news for you. A few merchants who don't know the value of goods came here just now and said they want to buy our silk and linen. The price is 20% higher than what we pay for it, and they said they can sell it to them as long as we have it."

"So you sold them all?"

Song Hongyang's face became darker and darker, but Song Ding was unaware of it and nodded vigorously:

"Yeah, that's a lot of free money."

Hearing this, Song Hongyang took a deep breath and felt as if his brain was about to explode. A dizziness rushed straight to his head and he yelled:

"Then have you ever thought about how to keep our textile factory going?"

"Brother, don't worry. I have made preparations. I have sent people to Nong Sang's family to buy silk and hemp. Then we can still do business as usual. But the Pei family is different. Without silk and hemp, they can't run the factory."

Song Ding's face was full of gloating.

When the people around heard this, they looked at Song Hongyang with concern, fearing that he would not be able to catch his breath and die here.

In fact, Song Hongyang was indeed like this. His face flushed, his mind became more and more confused, and he asked with the only remaining trace of rationality:

"When did you start buying silk and linen?"

Song Ding still knew nothing. At this moment, his face was full of confusion, as if he didn't understand what was happening to his elder brother.

However, he still had to answer his elder brother's question, so he asked with concern:

"Just now, after I sold our silk and linen, I immediately sent someone to buy them. Don't worry, it will definitely not delay the normal start of work tomorrow."

Song Ding stretched out his big palm-leaf fan hand and patted Song Hongyang's arm, with an expression that said he was about to praise me.

But when Song Hongyang heard the news, the only remaining hope in his heart was completely shattered.

They had already collected all the silk and linen two days ago. If you go to collect them today, you will get nothing!

The textile factory will not be able to resume production for more than half a year. What will happen to the workers in the factory? You can't just pay them for not working, right?

The restaurant was also losing money, and he had no idea how to deal with it. The difference in the taste of the food was too great, and even if he lowered the price, no one in the city would be willing to eat at the Song family's restaurant.

The best way is to sell it all, but with the Pei family's restaurants holding the fort, they can only sell it at a low price. By then, they will lose nearly half of the property at once, and the Song family's status will plummet.

"you……"

Song Hongyang was so angry that he couldn't speak. He pointed at Song Ding with a trembling finger. After a long time, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and his eyes went black and he fell to the ground.

"Homeowner!"

"Brother Song!"

"Go and call the doctor, call the best doctor in the city."

"Do you have any medicine? Give me one first. I think I'm going to die soon."

The field was in chaos, and everyone was busy trying to rescue Song Hongyang. Song Qiuzhu sat on a chair, looking devastated. The situation was originally very good, how could the Song family collapse in an instant?

is this real?

Thinking of this, he slapped himself hard and felt a burning headache on his face.

"Master, what's going on? I'm making a profit on this business, why are you so angry?"

Song Ding pinched Song Hongyang's philtrum hard, fearing that the other party would not be able to breathe and die here.

He still didn't understand why Song Hongyang's reaction was so intense.

He looked at Gong Wenqi for help. The two families had always been on good terms, and the relationship between the two was pretty good.

Gong Wenqi sighed slightly and asked, "Song Ding, you are also confused. You sold the goods without even finding out the identities of those merchants."

"The price is already so high, what else is there to inquire about? It's all real money, and we paid the money and received the goods at the same time." Song Ding said.

Seeing that Song Ding still didn't understand, Gong Wenqi continued to remind him:

"If those merchants were sent by the Pei family, how would you deal with them?"

"That... isn't that perfect? ​​These people from the Pei family are trying to steal our family's restaurant business. We should take advantage of this opportunity to make a fortune from them."

Song Ding said.

"If the Pei family buys up all the silk and hemp from the farmers in advance, how will you respond?"

Gong Wenqi continued.

Song Ding was about to retort, but his mind quickly turned. All the silk and hemp in Nong Sang's hands were gone, and all the silk and hemp in his factory were gone, so wouldn't the factory have to stop production?

Once the work stops, we will lose money every day.

"Uncle, something bad has happened! I went to the farmers' farm to collect silk and hemp, but it turned out that their silk and hemp had already been sold at a high price. I went around in circles but didn't get any."

A young man from the Song family came running over with a worried look on his face. If there is no silk and hemp, the factory can stop working tomorrow.

"how so!"

Song Ding also understood the seriousness of the matter and said immediately: "Let's catch up with those merchants before they go far and exchange the silk and linen for them."

Just as he left the room, he thought of something and quickly came back, grabbed Gong Wenqi's hand and said:

"Master Gong, I am not good at talking and cannot win over them. You should go with me. I will reward you handsomely after the mission is accomplished!"

But he pulled hard, but Gong Wenqi didn't move, with a bitter look on his face.

"Master Gong, what do you mean?"

"It can't be exchanged back. Those merchants are from the Pei family. They exchanged the silk and hemp because they didn't want the Song family's factory to continue. The people who bought the silk and hemp at high prices in the fields are also from the Pei family."

Gong Wenqi shook his head.

Song Ding's movements came to an abrupt halt. At this point, no matter how dumb he was, he realized that he had been set up by the Pei family.

The Song family's two major industries have not been able to make money so far.

What to do next?

All stopped? If so, the Pei family only needs to build a few more factories and recruit all their workers to replace them. If the Song family wants to take over the factory again, it will be difficult.

If the factory doesn't stop production, then there will be no work to do, but the workers' wages must be paid, otherwise everyone will leave. In this way, it can be said that the factory is losing money all the time.

For a moment, everyone in the Song family felt lost, as if they had lost their backbone. Although the Song family was a big family, if they continued to grow and decline, they would be swallowed up by the Pei family sooner or later.