My wife wants a divorce; if she ruins my life, I'll leave.

Manager Li stepped in front of the plump man, his face tense, and said, "Second Young Madam, what are you doing?"

"Didn't Manager Li say that business was bad and he couldn't sell his goods? I've found a sales channel for Manager Li." Meng Ruohua introduced unhurriedly, "This is Manager Wang. He wants to buy a batch of brocade."

As for the price, it will certainly be much cheaper, since it is acquiring surplus inventory.

Manager Li's head was pounding. The second young mistress wasn't going to take out money; she was going to take out the goods directly this time!

But my goods are very popular, so I don't need to find other sales channels at all!

He gritted his teeth and said, "No need for the Second Young Madam to worry, this old servant can handle the cloth shop matters!"

"You think you can handle it? You only make that little profit a month? Look at this warehouse, all this old stock, is this all you can handle?"

These are all fabrics prepared for the Chinese New Year!

There are only two months left until Chinese New Year, and business has been booming lately. In another ten days or so, business will only get better!

But these things cannot be said aloud.

He winked at the waiter not far away, who then turned and left.

Meng Ruohua watched his little actions but didn't stop him, letting him send someone back to the mansion to inform the second madam. She said firmly, "Manager Li, you don't have to sell if you don't want to, but give me five hundred taels of silver and I'll take my people and leave!"

Five hundred taels? Even if there were none in the account, we can't let the second young mistress take it!

Manager Li stood in the doorway, saying firmly and forcefully, "If the Second Young Madam wants to take the money, she needs to give her permission first!"

As the daughter of a general and the young mistress of the mansion, how come the second young mistress behaves like a bandit?

Even when the Second Master comes over, he is always very polite and would never ask for money right away!

Meng Ruohua glanced at the few shop assistants in front of the courtyard gate and said leisurely, "Manager Li, I remind you to send a few more people, lest someone take the wrong road and end up at the East Gate again."

Manager Li was startled. He had suspected the second young mistress of doing it last time, but she didn't pursue the matter, so he didn't investigate further. Hearing her tone today, could it be that the second young mistress had sent someone to intercept the messenger on the way?

But this matter is not something that a servant like him can handle; the Second Madam has to step in!

Seeing that the plump man known as "Manager Wang" was standing aside without any intention of getting involved, he felt a little more at ease. He quickly beckoned to a waiter and whispered a few instructions.

After the shop assistant had told the other two to leave, Manager Wang spoke up: "Young Madam Song, are you still selling this? If not, I'll go to another shop first."

Shopkeeper Li replied decisively, "Not for sale!"

Shopkeeper Wang smiled and cupped his hands in greeting, "Brother, I see you have a lot of old goods here, which are just taking up space. Why not sell them to me and you can free up some capital?"

Manager Li cursed inwardly, "What do you mean there's plenty of old stock? These are all new styles this year!"

"Manager Wang, I'm not selling my goods!" He glanced at the other man's foolish appearance and said disdainfully, "This is a shop in the Song Grand Tutor's mansion. I advise you to think carefully!"

Shopkeeper Wang asked with a smile, "Which Grand Tutor Song? Isn't the current Grand Tutor from the Cui family of Qinghe?"

Meng Ruohua sneered inwardly. The Grand Tutor Song was ancient history. Now the Song family had no Grand Tutor, only a Vice Minister of the Court of Imperial Sacrifices!

Without saying a word, she waved and beckoned in four men, all seven or eight feet tall and as big as small towers. They surrounded Manager Li in just a few steps.

"Manager Wang, I'll sell you a thousand taels of secondhand goods." She led the way into the storeroom, pointing to a batch of old stock against the wall. "Is this enough?"

Manager Li was extremely anxious, trying his best to push his way out, but he had never done physical labor before, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move the men an inch. He wasn't tall either, barely reaching their shoulders. He stood on tiptoe to look inside the warehouse and, seeing that Meng Ruohua was indeed referring to secondhand goods, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

In any case, they didn't just sell new goods as used goods!

But how could she dare to sell the goods in the shop?

The four men surrounded him with their arms crossed, refusing to budge no matter how much he struggled. He tried to kick them, but they easily dodged his kicks. He could only watch helplessly as three or five servants moved the cloth, unable to stop them, and his shouts went unanswered.

He then angrily shouted at Meng Ruohua, "Second Young Madam, what are you doing? Aren't you afraid of being punished by the Second Madam?"

Upon hearing this, Meng Ruohua smiled at him and silently said, "Don't be afraid!"

I'm willing to take responsibility for my actions!

Manager Li felt a chill run down his spine from that smile, as if he were prey being watched by a wild beast.

His mind was in turmoil, and he couldn't understand why the second young mistress would do this. Did she not want to live with him anymore?

He tried to charge outwards again, but his strength was like an ant trying to shake a tree in front of these four big men; he couldn't budge an inch.

Where did he find these brutes? He even suspected they were barbarians!

The courtyard was silent except for the footsteps of the servants running back and forth.

Manager Li struggled and shouted repeatedly, but it sounded more like the anger of an incompetent person.

Meng Ruohua didn't want to use such extreme methods, but they always had nothing better to do than cause trouble, so she had to teach them a lesson!

She didn't have the patience to play those domestic games with them, and she shouldn't waste her time on them!

These brocades were expensive, and even secondhand ones were not cheap. A secondhand item worth a thousand taels of silver was only worth about a hundred bolts, and they were all moved in less than a quarter of an hour.

After handing over the silver notes on the spot, Manager Wang ran out quickly, a speed that seemed completely out of place for his obese physique.

Only after Meng Ruohua led Shanhu out of the courtyard did the four men release Manager Li, retreating cautiously and even considerately closing the gate behind them.

Upon gaining his freedom, Manager Li hurriedly ran into the warehouse, only to find that the row of goods against the wall had been emptied. Although they were secondhand goods, there were at least a hundred bolts, costing more than a thousand taels of silver each!

He was so angry that he was trembling all over, and his goatee was shaking uncontrollably.

Robbers! Robbers! Openly robbing people in broad daylight!

After locking the storeroom, he turned back to the shop, only to find it in disarray with half the room occupied by customers. The two remaining shop assistants were sweating profusely and unable to spare any time for customers.

Suddenly, as if receiving some signal, everyone put down the fabric they were holding and made up all sorts of excuses.

"Never mind, I want the cyan one."

"It's pretty good, but it's too expensive."

"What kind of pattern is this? It looks so tacky."

"It feels prickly to the touch!"

"The one next door is three taels cheaper."

Manager Li's face turned ashen. The woman who wanted the blue one had clearly taken the blue one!

The one who said it's rough to the touch, with a rustic face and rough hands that could tear satin into threads, how dare you say it's rough to the touch!

And the one who said it was expensive, you can't even afford the cheapest cotton fabric in the shop!

The two men watched helplessly as the group left in a flurry, leaving behind a room full of rummaged-through cloth.

One asked, "What's wrong?"

The other person answered, "I don't know."

He asked again, "You were so anxious just now, it felt like your soul was being summoned. You don't want it anymore?"

He replied, "It seems so."

Manager Li gritted his teeth and roared in a trembling voice, "Close the door! Close the door! We're not doing business today!"

He strode out of the shop, flagged down a carriage at the street corner, and hurried toward the Song residence.

He carefully recalled everything that had just happened while in the carriage. First, the second master threatened him to open the storeroom. Then, he hinted that he should send more people to report the news. After everyone left, the second master would control him. At the same time, he sent people to entangle the two shop assistants in the shop, which allowed them to move the goods without any restraint!

Well done, Second Young Mistress! Since you're so heartless, don't blame me for being ruthless too!