Transformed into a furry person, I am doing public relations in the Northern Song Dynasty

Liu Yunqing always considers more than he says.

Take today's incident as an example. Even if Mr. Zhao promoted the incense paper, it shouldn't have become too popular.

There are many rich people in Bianjing, but not many fools.

It costs seventy or eighty taels to buy a piece of paper, which is not something inlaid with gold or jade. It would be fine if one or two rich and stupid people followed suit, but there are more than ten such fools recorded in the account book. You can tell there is something fishy here.

In all likelihood, they either bought it to copy it, or they bought it with the intention of trying to praise and destroy Qingxi Bookstore.

Now that she is sober, she is not afraid of being flattered.

As for this imitation, whoever dares to imitate it, she, Liu Yunqing, will fight with him to see whose reputation will be ruined.

Let’s see who can win the conspiracy and plot!

After writing the small notice and asking someone to post it at the door, Liu Yunqing was about to go to the paper mill in the suburbs of Beijing when he discovered that Mao'er was still waiting there.

"I'd like to trouble you, Mr. Maoer, to take me here. However, there are so many things going on in the market that I'm afraid I won't be able to go to Zhaixing Pavilion today. I'd like to trouble you, Mr. Maoer, to tell my husband about this for me."

"I will not abandon the matter at Zhaixing Pavilion. I will go there when the bookstore is more stable."

Mao Er nodded and said, "Madam Liu, you are too polite. I can't do much for you. I don't know where you are going. Your Excellency asked me to serve you. I can't do anything else. I can help you drive."

Liu Yunqing was indeed in a hurry to see Ning Shiyin, so he simply stopped being polite to her.

"Well, please take me to the Ning's Paper Mill in the suburbs of Beijing. I think I'll be there today. You can take me there and then go back. My husband can't do without you either."

Mao'er agreed and asked the driver to drive the carriage to the entrance of the bookstore.

This cart was not the one that the official usually used, but it was much more comfortable than the mule cart that Liu Yunqing had hired casually. The seats were soft, food and drinks were provided, and there was no bumpy ride at all.

It only took about three or four quarters of an hour to reach the destination.

Mao'er knew that Madam Liu was busy, so he didn't ask anyone to worry about him or give him any instructions. He went back to Zhaixing Pavilion with the coachman.

He also had something on his mind that he wanted to talk to the official about.

"Why did you come back by yourself? Where's Madam Liu? How's her bookstore business going? Is she able to make ends meet?"

When Zhao Chengyan saw that Liu Yunqing didn't come, he couldn't help but ask a question.

Mao Er took a breath and replied, "Sir, I think Madam Liu is being targeted by someone, and what she did today is a deliberate targeting."

Although Mao'er was just a servant who served Zhao Chengyan personally, he had not read many books and had never handled the official's business.

However, he followed the official outside all day long, saw and heard a lot, and thus had more skills than others.

Madam Liu was busy inside, and he could see everything clearly from outside.

In addition to the customers who really wanted to buy incense paper, there were those who came for business, those who came just to join in the fun. However, in the dark alleys near the bookshop, there were also many idle men with shifty eyes, who frequently glanced towards the bookshop.

It seemed like they were waiting for the bookstore to become chaotic so they could take the opportunity to do something.

It was also Madam Liu who came and stabilized the situation, and those idle men then followed the crowd and dispersed.

However, even if they can't do anything, they can't just ignore this matter.

"Besides this, Zhang Sanlang, the son of the Zhang family, also had some quarrels with Madam Gao in the bookstore. Zhang Sanlang insulted Madam Liu with his words, and Madam Gao couldn't stand it and defended him, which made Zhang Sanlang leave unhappily."

"Although he didn't dare to do anything today, everyone knows that Zhang Sanlang is vindictive. He has lost face today, so how dare he go and cause trouble for Madam Gao? I'm afraid that Madam Liu will suffer."

When Zhao Chengyan heard this, his face suddenly turned cold, his thin lips were slightly pursed, and his whole face was full of coldness.

Dare to bully Yun Qing, what’s the difference between this and someone showing off his power over him!

"Go check. I want to see who is so jealous of Yun Qing's good business that he resorted to shameful means."

"As for Zhang Sanlang."

Zhao Chengyan pondered for a moment and said, "He has been involved in a lot of lawsuits and he still can't get rid of them. He dared to disrespect Yunqing. You go and ask Wu Er to meet Lord Zhang in Kaifeng Prefecture. It's time to settle some cases."

Mao'er agreed and did as ordered. As soon as he turned around, he was stopped by his husband.

"Keep your mouth shut. There's no need to alarm Yunqing. She already has enough to worry about every day. I'll handle these things for her."

"Don't worry, sir. I'll save it!"

At Master Zhao's command, everyone under him started to move. In addition to those of the Wu generation who were his personal guards and could report to him personally when things were done, there were many people under him who were willing to work hard for him.

It can be said that in the entire Bianjing City, as long as Zhao Chengyan wanted to know something, there was nothing he could not know. He even knew how many grains of rice the butler had eaten, let alone such a trivial matter at the moment.

Less than two hours later, a list of names appeared in front of Zhao Chengyan's desk.

This is the person who is fanning the flames behind the scenes and coveting Qingxi Bookstore.

Seeing the familiar name above, Zhao Chengyan was filled with anger and felt sorry for Liu Yunqing.

"Mao'er, you keep an eye on it tomorrow. If Yunqing is not busy, please invite her over..."

Zhao Chengyan changed his tone right after he finished speaking.

"Forget it. I'll just go and let people know that I'm also a customer of Qingxi Bookstore. It will also teach them to be more restrained."

Mr. Zhao was worried about others, but Liu Yunqing was still in Ning's Paper Mill. Even though he knew that someone was jealous of her, he didn't think of investigating anything.

She had no reliable manpower to use, so she had to take the initiative and ruin other people's plans.

"What did you say? You want us to make a batch of inferior products to sell? Yunqing, we have just started making incense paper. We can't ruin our reputation for a little profit!"

Ning Shiyin has been able to keep Ning's Paper Mill going until today by relying on the superior quality of his products.

Now she is asked to spend less money and use less materials to make a batch of sample goods. How can she do that?

Seeing that Ning Shiyin was still trying to persuade her, Liu Yunqing made up his mind.

"Yes, I want to make a batch of sample products. Not only that, I also want to sell these papers at a discount. Some people want to imitate them, so let's make a batch of imitations before them. I don't want to make a single cent from the imitation paper!"

Ning Shiyin seemed to vaguely understand what Liu Yunqing meant. She pondered for a while and asked tentatively.

"You mean, in addition to selling the best quality incense paper, we also want to control the business of the average quality incense paper with a short fragrance? Even if others imitate it, we will still get a share of the money."

"That's one way to do it. It can always help people earn less."

Liu Yunqing chuckled and shook his head, tapping his fingers lightly on the table.

"Sister, you're overthinking it. I've said before that our incense paper is going to be high-end. This has been our plan from the beginning, and it won't change in the future."