The next day, starting from the morning, a group of children from the thirteen small business companies who were familiar with Yi Shizuo came to the door one after another. Yi Shizuo was accompanied by Yan Shikuan and took this opportunity to secretly remember a group of friends from the third young master of the Yi family.

When everyone was indirectly exploring the reasons why Jardine Run supported Futai Xing, he simply said he was unaware of it because he could not explain it at all, so he could only say that he was unaware of it.

After the Thirteen-State League children, there was another wave of visitors, but they were foreign businessmen who had business dealings with Futaixing. Most of these were used to win over the relationship. Now Futaixing has received strong support from Jardine Mathematics, so these foreign businessmen naturally treated them differently. The relationships that were originally good must be consolidated, and those with weak relationships must be deepened.

Yi Zhizu basically had no impression of this wave of children. Fortunately, Yan Shikuan, this guy has a good memory. He remembers everything he has dealt with. He remembers clearly. If he doesn't know, he is familiar with it and will not be embarrassing.

After spending most of the day intermittently, Yi Zhizuo breathed a sigh of relief and sighed: "This is more tiring than being sick."

"Degree." Yan Shikuan curled his lips and said, "You receive the gift. I greeted the guests. Why are you tired?"

Yi Zhizu glanced at him, took out his pocket watch and looked at it, and said, "It's already three o'clock, why are you still staying here? Want to have dinner?"

"I want to cross the river so quickly? There is no door." Yan Shikuan gave him a blank look, turned around and entered the room, poured a cup of tea, and said slowly: "I've been tired for a day, so I should reward you no matter how hard you do it, do some massage?"

"You are so beautiful..." Yi Zhizu lay on the recliner and said swaying: "I worked so hard for Xingtaixing yesterday and had only had morning tea. How dare you make a request for this mess?"

"mean."

"Okay, I'll ask you to massage tomorrow." Yi Zhizu said and shouted out, "Chunmei, come and get a cigar."

"Two, I'll draw too."

In the next few days, Yi Shishi was quite comfortable. He got up early every day to have morning tea and then wandered around. Xiguan, Huangpu, Henan, Huadi, and Guangzhou were all in the city. There was no missing any famous teahouses, restaurants and brothels. Life was leisurely and joyful, and the ocean at hand was also flowing out. In a blink of an eye, two hundred oceans disappeared.

May is coming in a flash. On this day, it rained lightly. Yi felt lazy and got up at around 8 o'clock. After washing up, he went to pay his respects to his mother. He accompanied him to the main yard and went to the study room when he returned to his own yard.

Practicing calligraphy with a stylus is a daily compulsory homework for Yishi. In addition, he is familiar with traditional Chinese characters. He can recognize many traditional Chinese characters, but he must be blind to him if he needs to write them with a pen. In addition, he also writes memoirs, remembers them every night, and records many things he can remember clearly in his previous life.

"Report to Young Master, Young Master Yan is here." Li Wang whispered outside the door.

"Please smoke a cigar in the hall." Yi Zhizu said without raising his head: "Remind me again at noon."

Li Wang hesitated for a while before saying, "Young Master, noon has passed."

It was already noon? So soon? Yi Zhizu put down his pen, took out his pocket watch and looked at it. Sure enough, it was already a little soon. He quickly packed up his things and burned all the words he had practiced, and then left the study.

The rain had already stopped, and the air after the rain was particularly fresh. Meimei stretched her waist. When he arrived at the hall, he saw Yan Shikuan sucking clouds and mist. This guy really didn't treat himself as an outsider, so he could not even use him to greet him.

Seeing him come in, Yan Shikuan hurriedly got up and smiled, "I heard that my third brother was stuck in the study all morning, but was he thinking about the repayment plan?"

Yi Zhizu took a cigar and said carelessly: "Have you prepared the information you asked you to add?

"Okay." Yan Shikuan said with a smile: "Well, it's delivered as soon as it is done." As he said that, he took out an envelope and handed it over, saying: "This is the detailed information of Wu Yuanhua when he was the General Manager of the Thirteenth Front. I really don't know this. I was shocked when I saw it. I only knew the general manager's scenery before, but I knew that Wu Yuanhua's experience was so miserable..."

As he said that, he sighed and said, "No wonder the Pan family would say that it would be a dog rather than a merchant leader..."

I would rather be a dog than a merchant? Is the general merchant in the Thirteenth League worse than a dog? Yi Zhizuo did not respond. He lit the cigar and opened the envelope to read it. After reading it in one breath, he was speechless.

In the sixth year of Daoguang (1826), the great nobleman of Xinjiang, Zhang Geer, rebelled. The imperial court sent troops to fight and urgently needed to raise huge military funds. A province in Guangdong distributed 1.3 million taels of silver.

Wu Bingjian seized the opportunity and spent 500,000 taels of silver to manage the business, and only obtained his decent withdrawal from the ranks of traders. Jardinea was taken over by his fourth son Wu Yuanhua, and Wu Yuanhua was also taken over by the 13th general merchants.

Wu Yuanhua's tragedy began. Xinjiang rebellion lasted for four years. Wu Yuanhua, as the general merchant of the Thirteenth League, was like a rat in a bellows, and was angry at both ends. In four years, the Thirteenth League donated more than one million taels of military pay.

In 1830, the court won a great victory and put down the Zhanggere rebellion. Wu Yuanhua had no time to breathe a sigh of relief. The British East India Company brought him another disaster. That year, the company's new senior team in Guangzhou blatantly violated the ban and brought his young and beautiful wife to Guangzhou from Macau to stay in the British shopping mall.

This incident was violated by the ban because the Qing Dynasty did not allow foreign women to enter Guangzhou. Wu Yuanhua was stripped naked and whipped ten times, and was forced to pay a fine.

In 1831, Zhu Guizhen, the newly appointed governor of Guangdong, visited Xiguan for inspection, believing that the newly built fences and stone gates around the square in front of the Thirteen-Shangxing Yiguan had damaged the prestige of the court. He publicly scolded the general Shang Wu Yuanhua and threatened to take the lead.

Wu Yuanhua was frightened and kowtowed for half an hour. After that, because the Guangdong Customs Supervisor helped him speak, he was punished for death and could not escape the crime of living. He was then thrown into prison. Wu Bingjian ran around in many ways and finally spent 100,000 taels of silver before Wu Yuanhua was released from prison.

In 1832, the British merchant ship "Amesti" set off from Huangpu Port in Guangzhou, left the estuary of the Pearl River, turned to the northeast, and headed for the East China Sea and the Yellow Sea, and stayed for half a year.

Emperor Daoguang took his anger at the Thirteenth Army in Guangdong for this matter, believing that they were negligent in managing foreign ships. Wu Yuanhua, who was the general merchant of the Thirteenth Army, was arrested in the yamen again.

Wu Bingjian once again spent 100,000 taels of silver to redeem Wu Yuanhua from prison.

In 1833, British businessman was injured by a righteous man with a kitchen knife and had no way to complain, and set fire to Guangdong Customs Office. Guangdong Governor Zhu Guizhen and other officials did not dare to arrest the righteous man who set fire, but instead apologized to him.

Wu Yuanhua, the general manager of the Thirteenth Franchise, was once again arrested and imprisoned for his poor management.

Wu Bingjian donated 500,000 taels of silver in the name of rebuilding Guangdong Customs and "serving" to suppress Yao riots, which allowed Wu Yuanhua to be free.

After being released from prison, Wu Yuanhua was ill and soon passed away.

Seeing that he had read the information, Yan Shikuan was stunned for a while and did not make a sound. He turned his head and glanced at him, and smiled and said, "Why, I was scared?"

"I was really scared." Yi Zhizu knocked the ashes and said, "This is not only a matter of money, but also a matter of life. I really don't know how those general managers survived it before."

Yan Shikuan said dismissively: "To put it bluntly, it's all because of money."
Chapter completed!