The attic has all the information about the past and present, and I became rich by becoming a trader

That's just her personality. She wants to be the best in everything.

Zhu Ling straightened her body out of habit: "Don't worry about the money, young lady. Just leave the most expensive bottle to me."

"I understand."

Zhu Ling looked at Cui Zhu and said, "You can go back to You'anju with Miss Song to get it. This will save Miss Song from having to make another trip."

Cuizhu was about to nod when Song Youan interrupted, "Wait a minute, young lady. I think it would be better if Miss Cuizhu could go and get married on her 28th day?"

"Why?" Zhu Ling asked with a frown.

"Since the Duke Su's Mansion held a grand banquet yesterday, many people must have wanted to buy perfume from me. I put up a sign saying I will be seeing guests on the 28th. On that day, many people will surely come to my You'an Residence. Then I will let Miss Cuizhu get the most expensive bottle of perfume. Then the whole of Kyoto will be..."

She didn't finish her words, but how could Zhu Ling not understand the implied meaning?

She looked at Song Youan with a gleam in her eyes: "Miss Song is right. I want everyone in Kyoto to know that I, Zhu Ling, have the best."

Everyone knows that the second young lady of the Fuyang Marquis's Mansion loves to show off. Song Youan knew this since the first time she entered the mansion. This idea was exactly what she wanted, which made Zhu Ling very happy.

"I accept this gift from Miss Song, but you must also accept the gift I give you. Don't be polite to me."

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

After leaving the Fuyang Marquis Mansion, Song Youan breathed a sigh of relief, then took out the silver bills and counted them. There were three in total, totaling three hundred taels.

She knew that Zhu Ling had initially given her silver as a housewarming gift, but his real purpose was to get the perfume.

But in this way, the purposefulness between each other will become very strong, so I took the initiative to take out the perfume and give it to Miss Zhu Er before she opened her mouth, which instantly brought them closer.

After all, if you want to continue to develop your business in Kyoto in the future, Miss Zhu Er is a very good medium, because everyone knows that she only uses the best things!

What surprised Song Youan was that the Fuyang Marquis's Mansion was so wealthy, and it seemed that Miss Zhu had no reluctance to spend money.

Little did they know that Cuizhu had just seen Song Youan off and walked into Zhu Ling's room holding two thick account books.

"Miss, here comes the accounts for last season's cloth shop."

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

"He said that last season's Shuiyun brocade was the best-selling variety, and shops in both Huainan and Huaibei are planning to raise its price by 10% next season. Fuguang brocade is selling well in Huaibei, but not so well in Huainan. Shopkeeper Li plans to notify the shops in Huainan to remove Fuguang brocade from their shelves and sell porcelain brocade instead."

"Porcelain brocade? The cost is much higher than floating brocade." Zhu Ling said.

Cuizhu nodded: "Shopkeeper Li knows, so he thought of asking Madam's opinion first. Madam said that the cloth shop is now in the hands of Miss, so let Miss make the decision."

Zhu Ling put down the perfume, frowned, and thought for a moment before saying, "First, remove 50% of the Fuguang brocade in Huainan and replace it with 50% of the porcelain brocade to see the effect. Don't invest too much in porcelain brocade at once, or you'll end up with a loss. Keep the shop in Kyoto as it is."

Cuizhu wrote down everything he said, then turned around and walked out.

It was no secret that the powerful families in Kyoto ran their shops through some distant relatives. The focus of the Fuyang Marquisate was on the cloth business, and the shopkeeper Li mentioned by Zhu Ling was actually the brother of her distant aunt's family.

Therefore, in Kyoto, the higher the status of a family, the less they lack money, and their ways of making money are far more than what the world sees.

This day, the vehicle management office.

Subject one exam.

Song Youan was concentrating on answering questions on the machine when a crumpled piece of paper fell at his feet.

She raised her head and looked impatiently at Song Huanyu in front of her, cursing him with her mouth: Big – idiot!

Song Huanyu smiled crookedly, tore off another piece of paper, crumpled it into a ball and threw it at her.

Song Youan dodged sideways and looked at him expressionlessly.

Song Huanyu threw a ball of paper at her again like a scoundrel. This time Song Youan didn't dodge, and the ball of paper just landed on her head and bounced to the ground.

Seeing this, Song Huanyu smiled even more happily.

Song Youan also sneered, then she stood up and walked quickly to Song Huanyu's side. This sudden action attracted the attention of other examinees.

Song Huanyu sat at the edge of the window, where several pots of green plants were placed.

He looked up at Song Youan provocatively: "If you leave your seat without permission, your score will be reset to zero."

Unexpectedly, Song Youan picked up a plastic flower pot and without saying a word, directly put it upside down on Song Huanyu's head: "You stupid bastard, I'll make you a jerk!"

wow-

The mud inside poured down from Song Huanyu's head and covered his whole body.

The candidates around all widened their eyes in shock. Although they didn't know what had happened, they felt that the girl in front of them was too fierce.

Song Huanyu screamed in shock, his body suddenly jumped up, and he cursed unconsciously: "Song Youan! You... Tui, Tui... Tui..."

As a result, he swallowed a mouthful of dirt while talking.

"You two, what are you doing?!"

The invigilator was sitting and taking a nap, and only realized something was wrong when he heard the noise.

Song Youan walked out the door without looking back. When she reached the invigilator, she heard Song Huanyu throw the flowerpot to the ground. Song Youan said to the invigilator, "He broke the flowerpot. Make him pay for it!"

"Song You... Bah! Stop right there... Bah..."

Song Huanyu didn't take the exam anymore and ran straight to chase Song Youan.

The vehicle management office is not a place where trouble can occur. Song Huanyu rushed out covered in dust and dirt, but was held down by someone before he could touch Song Youan.

"Behave yourself, why are you making trouble if you're not taking the exam?"

"It was her. She dropped the flowerpot on my head!" Song Huanyu hurried to explain. He looked both embarrassed and a little funny while having his hands twisted while trying to explain.

The staff looked at Song Youan and asked, "Little girl, what's going on?"

Song Youan said expressionlessly, "This person verbally teased me in the exam room and is suspected of sexual harassment. Please send him to the police station!"

"Song Youan, you're talking nonsense!" Song Huanyu was anxious. He didn't expect that Song Youan would dare to talk nonsense so blatantly.

"Be honest, whether it's true or not, we have surveillance cameras in the examination room." The staff member exerted force on his hand, and Song Huanyu immediately cried out in pain.

This is originally a troublesome matter, and most people don't want to get involved, but as luck would have it, there is a police station next to the vehicle management office.

Two staff members immediately took Song Huanyu to the next door. Song Youan followed behind them at a leisurely pace. When he saw the police station gate, Song Huanyu finally panicked and turned around and shouted, "Song Youan, are you crazy? Explain it to them right now! I was wrong. I fucking know I was wrong. I beg you..."