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"Manager Zhuang, I don't have the final say on this matter. You should ask my father." Xie Wanxing shook her head. She found a place to sit in the yard. Xie Ning also sat down next to her. Xie Wanxing picked up the teapot on the table and skillfully poured a cup of tea for Xie Ning and herself.

Upon seeing this, Shopkeeper Zhuang did not dare to delay and hurriedly turned around to invite Xie Songlin. After a while, he invited Xie Songlin to the backyard.

Xie Songlin didn't expect that there was something for him to do. He was even more surprised when he saw his eldest daughter as soon as he entered the room, and gave her a look to indicate what was going on.

"Dad, Young Master Wen wants to find a job here, and Manager Zhuang also thinks it's worth considering. What do you think?" Xie Wanxing and Xie Songlin looked at each other, and the first to speak crisply, briefly explaining the whole thing from beginning to end.

"?" A huge question mark instantly appeared on Xie Songlin's face. He was obviously extremely surprised by this sudden request.

He walked over and sat down opposite Xie Wanxing, and looked at Wen Qingfang carefully with a sharp gaze. Wen Qingfang was thin, and his originally fair face now looked a little sallow. His eyes were full of uneasiness and anxiety, and he had completely lost the vigor and vitality of the second young master of the Wen family in the past.

"Manager Zhuang, Young Master Wen, please sit down and talk." Xie Songlin raised his hand to signal.

"I don't deserve it, Boss Xie, you can just call me Qingfang." Wen Qingfang waved her hands quickly, her tone humble and almost flattering. She sat down carefully on a chair beside her, daring only to touch half of the chair, with her hands placed awkwardly on her knees.

Xie Wanxing was really shocked again and again. Her mind couldn't help but emerge the image of Wen Qingfang drunk and cursing at the door of Zuixianlou that day. That arrogant and out-of-control look formed a sharp contrast with the appearance of the girl in front of her who pretended to be gentle and obedient like a little white rabbit. It was really funny.

Shopkeeper Zhuang also sat down as instructed and recounted in detail how Wen Qingfang had been driven out by Master Wen. He considered the words before continuing slowly, "Boss... Qingfang is indeed in trouble now and wants to find a job with us. Haven't you been complaining about the lack of manpower? Qingfang is literate and was once an educated person. If he could work for us, he would surely be able to get started quickly."

"Manager Zhuang, you are a loyal servant of the Wen family. It's good to cherish old ties, and I admire that." Xie Songlin shook his head. "But the Second Young Master Wen's absurd behavior in the past was so outrageous that even Master Wen couldn't tolerate it. How can we outsiders trust him?"

"Yes, the boss is right." Manager Zhuang nodded quickly. He knew in his heart that Xie Songlin's concerns were absolutely correct. Wen Qingfang's previous actions really made it difficult for people to trust him easily.

But after all, he watched Wen Qingfang grow up. In his heart, Wen Qingfang was half his son. Seeing him in this state now, he really couldn't bear to refuse.

Xie Songlin didn't say anything completely final. After all, it was because of the absurd behavior of Master Wen that Xie Wanxing was able to get a big bargain.

The Frappuccino shop has an excellent location and is so large that according to normal market conditions, two thousand taels of silver would definitely not be enough to sell it.

To be able to buy such a shop for two thousand taels of silver, they did owe Wen Qingfang a favor, to some extent, although the reason behind it was really ridiculous.

Xie Wanxing had spent a fortune to buy Wenji Restaurant because he had already seen that Wen Qingfang was eager to sell it.

Xie Songlin was really hesitant to directly appoint someone like Wen Qingfang. He was short of people under him, but those were confidential matters. Wen Qingfang's past absurd deeds were still vivid in people's minds, making it difficult for people to trust him completely.

However, considering the relationship he had built when he bought the shop at a low price and the face of Manager Zhuang who pleaded for him, he decided to make a suggestion.

"Frappuccino isn't short of people for now, and I'm even more worried about him going to Xingbao Pavilion." Xie Songlin spoke bluntly, his gaze lingering on Wen Qingfang for a moment. "I do have a suggestion. Why don't we let him sell some wholesale goods like Lin Jian and the others? He could be a street peddler, and we can settle our debts with him. That way, there won't be any worries."

Xie Wanxing reached out and poured a cup of tea for Xie Songlin. After listening to her father's words, she nodded slightly and thought that this method was feasible.

It not only gave Wen Qingfang an opportunity, but also avoided arranging him directly into Baohetang or other businesses of the family, thus avoiding the risks that might arise from such a person.

After thinking about it, Manager Zhuang felt that this suggestion was indeed very good. For someone like Wen Qingfang, having such a livelihood was already a good arrangement.

It can not only allow him to make a living through his own labor, but also regulate his behavior to a certain extent and keep him on the right track.

He had no objection, but he was secretly worried, wondering whether his young master, who had once lived a life of luxury, could lower himself enough to go door to door doing business.

Seeing Wen Qingfang remain silent, Manager Zhuang thought that he was unwilling to accept the job and felt a little anxious.

After all, this was the best opportunity Wen Qingfang could get at the moment. It would be a shame if he missed it. Shopkeeper Zhuang quickly persuaded him, "Qingfang, our shop sells very well and is very popular in town. If you work harder and move more nimbly, and run around more streets and alleys, don't underestimate this street-walking business. You'll definitely have no problem supporting yourself."

"I understand, Uncle Zhuang," Wen Qingfang quickly responded. "Thank you very much, boss. I'm willing to do that."

He was silent just now, not because he was unwilling. He knew very well that he had a despicable character in the past and it was deserved that he was not trusted by others. It was not easy to have such an opportunity. He was really grateful to Xie Songlin for giving him this opportunity from the bottom of his heart.

"That's good, that's good." Shopkeeper Zhuang showed a look of relief on his face and said, "From now on, it depends on you."

"Okay, whether you want to order cakes or something from the Xingbao Pavilion next door, it's up to you to choose. Just follow the procedures and the payment and goods must be settled on the same day. Shopkeeper Zhuang, please don't show favoritism." Xie Songlin looked at Shopkeeper Zhuang seriously, his eyes showing both consideration for Wen Qingfang and instructions to Shopkeeper Zhuang.

He was well aware of Wen Qingfang's previous absurdity. Although he gave him an opportunity, he could not tolerate any carelessness in business dealings.

"Of course, boss, don't worry, I would never do such a thing." Shopkeeper Zhuang quickly agreed.

"Thank you, boss. Qingfang thanks you for your great kindness." Wen Qingfang suddenly stood up, knelt down with a plop, and kowtowed heavily to Xie Songlin.

"Hey, no, no, no." Xie Songlin was really frightened by this sudden action, and hurriedly reached out to support Wen Qingfang. He was really not used to this, no matter who kowtowed to him, he felt that he could not bear it.

Xie Wanxing was stunned. What on earth had Wen Qingfang gone through to have such a drastic change in his personality? In her past, Wen Qingfang was arrogant and domineering, a complete playboy. If it were him, hearing about being asked to work as a street vendor, he would have been furious, maybe even had a fit on the spot, cursing everyone around him.

But now, not only did he not have any complaints, but he was full of gratitude and even kowtowed to express his gratitude.