twenty three

The foreign merchant hurriedly spoke after hearing Su Haoyi's words: "Brother, how come you have a way?"

"I don't know how to call you?" Su Haoyi asked politely, then sat down.

"I'm in the next chapter, so just call me Brother Yang." said a foreign merchant. He also thought Su Haoyi came to grab the business, after all, Mr. Song's face was showing off.

"What do you mean? Are you worried about disturbing my business?" Mr. Song's face became darker.

He has been in trouble recently, and he has a debt collection person to discuss business, so it would be strange if he can get better.

Su Haoyi completely ignored his bad face and said with a smile: "Brother Yang, if you believe me, you still have to continue the business with Mr. Song. Although there are many people doing porcelain business in this capital, you can really take advantage of it. The price is fair, and the Song family is still the Song family."

"You don't need to say this," Boss Yang said with a giggle: "We can't argue about the freight."

"That's right, so I asked if I wanted to take a waterway or a dry road." Su said with a good smile.

"You guy, you're such an amateur." Boss Yang said: "We want to go on the water, but the boat helper can't speak. We have a small business and people don't want to take care of it."

"It's all about me. As long as you do business with Mr. Song, I guarantee you can go on the water." Su raised his eyebrows and said, "But if it was another family, I won't care about this."

"This... aren't you teasing me?" Boss Yang didn't believe it: "If I could really go on the water route, I would rather leave the freight. The trains and horses on the dry roads are bumpy, and the things will be broken every time they are transported to the place. The transportation price is also high, so I will roam here."

"Master Song, what do you think?" Su asked with kindness.

"You... are really willing to help me?" Mr. Song certainly knew about Su Haoyi's relationship with Hai Qingqiu, but he didn't expect that she would really help her.

"It's convenient for others and for yourself, why not do it? Besides, it's not in vain for you to transport goods, so the boat gang has money to get it." Su Liangyi smiled like a little fox with only pursed ears, both cunning and pleasing.

"Okay, okay, since that's the case, I won't go to another house anymore." Boss Yang slapped the table: "By the way, I don't know what to call this little brother? I'm happy to be alone, please forgive me."

"Just call me Hachiro." Su said kindly: "Let's do it, listen to my reply after noon, and I'll go and say something to the brothers in charge of Funbon."

Before leaving, Su Haoyi took out a small piece of silver from his arms and put it on his table. It was considered money for food and drinks. Although the waiter had already told her that the shopkeeper invited her, Su Haoyi never wanted to take advantage of others.

She went out of the restaurant to buy some new snacks, and took them to find Mr. Tong San. If she didn't get into this little thing, she would bother Hai Qingqiu.

Mr. Tong nodded after hearing this, "Don't worry, Mr. Su, this matter is very easy. Just ask Boss Song to come to me at that time. It would be best if you can fill the boat. If you can't, you can also leave with other goods."

"Then I'll bother the third master. Are you busy after lunch? I'll treat you to dinner tonight." Su kindly invited the invitation.

Mr. Tong San waved his hand with a smile and said, "We brothers must not be so polite. Next time you have something to do, just say hello directly, don't bring anything anymore. If you want the gang leader to know, I will be scolded."

"If I were to see you, I wouldn't have agreed to Boss Song and the others first. This snack was just a casual purchase. Not to mention this, even the third master would take it seriously?" If you say decent words, Su Haoyi was really picking up it up at will, and he could tell several different sets of different sets.

"If you are not busy, you can have fun here." Mr. Tong San pointed to the gambling house downstairs.

"I'm grateful for your love, but I still have something to do today, let's have another day." Su bowed his hand and expressed his gratitude.

Leaving from Grandpa Tong San, he returned to the restaurant. Sure enough, Mr. Song was still waiting there.

Su Haoyi conveyed the words of Mr. Tong San, and Mr. Song took out a silver note and gave it to Su Haoyi: "I agreed that this money is not the expenses my son owes, but the commission you give to you for helping me do business. You must understand this."

Su Liangyi smiled and took the silver note and said, "I understand, thank you Mr. Song for understanding."

"I want to ask you why you helped me get a business done? If it were someone else, it would only embarrass me." Mr. Song asked what he had been holding back in his heart for a long time.

"What I want is money, not your face." Su Haoyi was born with a smile and was always kind to people, as if he never got angry: "I know that your original intention was not to owe the debt, but to stop the third young master from going to Huajie Liuxiang from now on. Mr. Song had made great efforts, so of course he would pay attention to it."

"Oh! You are a good person," Mr. Song couldn't help but sighed: "If my bastard son is half as sensible as you, I can close my eyes even if I die!"

Mr. Song never went to Huajie Liuxiang in his life. Who would have thought that his son would make up for all the saved pieces of his money?

Mr. Song hated that he was not strong enough, and even hated the Gambling House. But this little turtle slave could not hate him anyway.

He is only a half-aged child, but he is lively and sweet-mouthed, and he is really awesome in his youth.

When Su Haoyi left, the butler of the Song family came to see him: "I saw that the master hadn't returned to his house for a long time and didn't know what was going on outside, so I came over and took a look."

"It's nothing, it's just a business with Boss Yang." Mr. Song stood up and said, "He said he would come after noon. I guess something will be delayed now. You go and send him a letter, and say that the matter of the Boat Gang has been completed. Let him decide the day!"

"Okay, I'm going to say this." The housekeeper quickly agreed: "You go back home and rest."

Mr. Song came out of the restaurant and got on his own carriage. The housekeeper stood next to the carriage and was about to wait until the master's carriage left before he went to Boss Yang to deliver the letter.

"By the way, you have to watch the rebellious son," Mr. Song explained to the butler before putting down the curtain: "Don't be allowed to be crazy about prostitutes and gambling."

"Try your best," the housekeeper said with his hands down, and in fact he was also worried.

"If you have no choice but to go to Chuyao Pavilion, you are not allowed to go anywhere else." Mr. Song threw this sentence because he also knew what kind of virtue his son was. Letting him be content with being content with himself is equivalent to not letting dogs eat shit.

After Su Haoyi came out, he saw that it was still early and planned to collect another account.

The person who owes debt is Chen Dexing, although he has a few money, he is a complete rogue.

The thing he doesn't like to do the most is to pay money, which is even more uncomfortable than exposing his skin!
Chapter completed!