Dressed as a young lady, she became rich by relying on Pinxixi

"Miss, I have a poor fate and I just want to work honestly. If you think I am an eyesore in the future, can you please find a clean steward for me instead of selling me to a brothel?"

After hearing what Qing Xian'er said, I probably knew why she was sold.

Being good-looking is sometimes not a good thing.

Xu Siyu comforted her: "My family are all honest people. Look, the one driving the cart is my nephew, and he's even more shy than you. I bought you to take care of my old lady. As long as you don't cause trouble, I will never punish you for no reason."

"Yes. I will remember your teachings."

"Don't use the term 'slave' too often. Your real name is Qing Xian'er?"

"My maid, my original name is Zhuang Si Niu. When I was six, my family was poor, so I was sold to the Liu family. The handwriting of the indenture was illegible, and the Liu family's steward mistakenly pronounced my last name as Qing. Later, I entered the old lady's courtyard to serve, and she gave me a new name, and that's how I became Qing Xian'er."

For the person being sold, the surname and name are not important; what matters is being alive.

Xu Siyu looked at the girl in front of her who was younger than her, with a look of pity in her eyes, and asked her softly, "What do you want to be called?"

Xu Siyu wanted the girl to name herself.

Qing Xian'er was a little surprised, but she thought about it seriously and replied: "I want to take the lady's surname, with a single name of 'Rui', is that okay?" Taking the master's surname means being close to each other.

"Rui, which word?"

"The word 'rui' in 'weirui' describes lush vegetation. I feel like being able to follow you is like the rebirth of plants and trees, a sign of prosperity and growth."

"You can't just read?" Xu Siyu was a little surprised.

When selecting people, they deliberately chose someone who could read and write, and could entertain Xu Wangshi by reading storybooks, but they didn't expect to choose a talented woman.

Xu Siyu thought about it and realized that this girl would be worth more than twenty taels if she was sold to Honglou.

"Madam Liu has been teaching me poetry and literature since she took me in as her personal maid."

Xu Siyu: ...

This routine of cultivating concubines is too obvious. No wonder she was sold as soon as the backer died.

"If you've thought it through, then call me Xu Rui. I'll usually call you Rui'er, and you should refer to yourself by your name, and not as a slave."

"Yes, Rui'er understands. Rui'er thanks you for the name."

Unable to bear the sight of her squatting, Xu Siyu pulled her aside to sit, then put her body on Rui'er and began to "enjoy" the softness of the human cushion.

Rui'er, who had experience in serving the old lady, quickly mastered the rhythm of the small courtyard.

Moreover, she knew how to dress up and transformed the image of the old lady and the girl.

Not only did she make Xu Wangshi look like a wealthy old lady, she also transformed Xu Siyu into a sophisticated and pleasant businesswoman with bright clothes and beautiful makeup, silver hairpins and flowers.

The girl also made a set of veil hats for Xu Siyu, saying that wearing it when going out would not only keep out the wind and dust, but also show the girl's noble status.

Xu Siyu: ...

It seems like she has found a new mother.

However, she still understands the principle that "clothes make the man".

Now that she is in charge of the Xu Group, she dresses up beautifully, which always gives more confidence to everyone inside and outside the company.

When they went to the brokerage firm again, Guo the broker's eyes lit up when he saw Xu Siyu, and his attitude became several times better.

After meeting with one, two, or three people, Xu Siyu was still not very satisfied.

It's not a problem of their professionalism, but these people from the county town are obviously unwilling to go to Yunyang Town to be a woman's assistant. When communicating with Xu Siyu, they all have a strong desire to surpass her.

What a joke. She pays people to do things for her, not her ancestors. They are all employees, so where does her arrogance come from?

Guo Yaren saw the worry in Xu Siyu's face and immediately winked at someone to give her a new cup of chrysanthemum tea to reduce fever.

"Young lady, don't worry. There is another old man in this business. He not only worked as an accountant, but also worked as a stall owner before. The current county magistrate is his son-in-law."

"Then are you still willing to be my accountant?" Xu Siyu said in a bad tone.

Even those nameless and unranked people looked up to the sky. It was good enough that the father-in-law of the second-in-command in the county could look her in the eye.

"Well, Uncle Zhao's situation is rather special. He had originally stopped working. But a while ago, County Magistrate Hong made a mistake and was nearly dismissed from his position. It was Madam Hong who used her dowry and Uncle Zhao's pension to settle the matter for the County Magistrate. Now, he's about to return to the world and make a comeback."

"Oh, I see." Xu Siyu nodded.

Seeing this, Guo Yaren told Zhao Bo what he wanted.

Putting down the tea bowl in her hand, Xu Siyu argued with Guo Yaren: "Five taels a month? Guo Yaren, are you taking me for a fool? I don't know about other things, but the accountant at Xiangmanlou in Yunyang Town earns one tael a month. Even if it's this one in the county, I don't think it can exceed two taels. Even if there's a year-end bonus, it's only twenty-five taels a year. Accounting isn't selling yourself!"

Xu Siyu seemed to feel that Guo Yaren was trying to trick her.

Of course, Guo Ya Ren understood that Zhao Bo's asking price was high. The three people he had found before were within the price range mentioned by Xu Siyu, and he thought he was meddling too much, but he still invited Zhao Bo to the Ya Ren office.

Zhao Bo has a special identity. His coming here shows that he is very serious about this job. Guo Yaren still wants to encourage Xu Siyu to meet him.

Guo Ya Ren lowered his posture and explained carefully to Xu Siyu, "It's my fault for not following your instructions. I first thought that Zhao Bo is older, but he has many years of experience and has a relationship with the county magistrate. Isn't he the official connection you are looking for? You can understand that the salary is higher. In fact, for people like accountants and hired workers, our Ya Ren only earns a middleman's fee. The wages they ask for are theirs, and I can't get any benefits."

What Guo Yaren said was true. When he first heard that Xu Siyu wanted to hire people instead of buying them, he didn't want to take Xu Siyu's business. But when Xu Siyu asked him to pay two taels of silver as a commission, he thought that he had nothing to do and took the business.

Of course, selling Qing Xian'er, now Xu Rui, was an unexpected gain.

In fact, I won’t lose money if I don’t sell it. Yesterday, Yanchunlou asked a group of girls to leave, and each of them was paid fifteen taels.

Xu Siyu thought about the three people she had met before and was really not satisfied. Then she looked at Guo Yaren's strong recommendation and nodded.

Since I'm already here, I might as well meet Mr. Zhao and consider it as a way to gain some interview experience.

If the old lady relied on her seniority and lacked the ability to hire him, she would definitely not be able to use him. But Zhao Bo's identity, as Guo Yaren said, would be a help if he was really hired.

When the old man appeared, he was holding an abacus and politely bowed and greeted Xu Siyu and Guo Yaren.

Just this respect for others made Xu Siyu feel a lot better.

As soon as she stood up, Xu Siyu began to examine him. He was dressed in a cross-collared green robe, his back slightly hunched. His graying hair was neatly tied back, his face calm. Deep wrinkles on his forehead hid his eyes, and a long beard partially obscured his features, making it difficult to discern his true thoughts.

After being invited by Guo Ya Ren to sit at the round table, the old man crossed his legs, put one hand on the table and the other on the abacus, with his fingers flexed and stretched, as if he was treating the round table as a counter, ready to start settling accounts.