The Jubao Pavilion General No. Naichang Street has the largest and most luxurious shop. Even at night, the store doors are open to welcome customers. The lights are bright and bright as white as day. The store is filled with various rare items, such as rouge powder from Baizhentang in Jiangnan, red blood corals overseas, five-color blankets from the Western Regions, spices produced by century-old names in the capital, etc., as well as weapons, elixirs, jewelry, antiques, calligraphy and paintings. People are constantly passing by, and most of them are female family members of aristocratic families.

Not to mention the lively store, in the main hall of the backyard, there are more than ten shopkeepers and representatives of the aristocratic families who are in charge of affairs, and are discussing future plans behind closed doors. Xuanyuan Gate will officially send elite disciples to serve the Song Dynasty. So what business should Jubao Pavilion do in the future, how to do it, and who to do it with? How to make greater profits? Do you need to open more semicolons? Who will host the new business? How to cultivate new people? All of them need to make decisions as soon as possible.

In fact, this secret meeting has been held for three days in a row, and decisions will be made at the latest tomorrow, which is directly related to the future development direction of Jubao Pavilion.

Jubao Pavilion is actually established by the joint funding of seven major families, which share risks and share benefits. In order to avoid unfair distribution by one family controlling financial power, the children of the seven major families are not allowed to hold important positions within the account, and all people from other surnames are hired to lead the affairs and make decisions.

The highest authority is the five major shopkeepers, with the accountant, assistant manager, cabinet manager, teller, and apprentice. The accountant, assistant manager, and cabinet manager are all divided into two levels inside and outside, with the inside being the most respected. The teller and apprentice are divided into three levels high, middle and low, and the status of low-level apprentice is the most humble.

At this moment, there were still accountants, assistant managers, and dozens of people sitting in the counter, waiting for the shopkeepers to be sent at any time. Only one person was wearing the gray apprentice's clothes of a low-level apprentice, and was like an ugly duckling mingling into the swans, incompatible with the green and purple managers around him.

Qiao Hui sat alone in a corner, holding a piece of log in one hand and a slender carving knife in the other hand, carving portraits with concentration, and tiny wood chips fell under the blade. Since he was disqualified from the competition due to impulse, he vowed not to act recklessly anymore. In order to polish his mind, he learned wood carving and practiced carving skills whenever he had free time.

Carving is a slow work that produces meticulous work, which tests a person's patience and perseverance. It requires concentration and crafting slowly. You cannot be greedy or impatient. Once something goes wrong, it cannot be changed.

As time passed, a young woman gradually appeared. She was light in figure, long hair was like a waterfall, with a long sword on her back, and her face was 70 to 80% similar to Yang Yufei.

The tip of the knife is obliquely pressed and left a mark. Then scraped the surface of the wood and peeled off the thin wood chips. The girl's lips, eyebrows, eyes, and nose bridge gradually became clear and vivid.

Finally, the last knife fell, put it away, and the slender carving knife turned nimblely between the fingers and disappeared in an instant.

Qiao Hui gently blew off the wood chips, looked at the carved portrait carefully, and frowned in distress: "Why are you always similar in shape but not in spirit? Why can't you reflect the beautiful Jiangnan temperament of your junior sister? What went wrong?"

Suddenly, a majestic voice came from the main hall: "Can Qiao Hui be there?"

Qiao Hui was so excited that he hid the portrait and agreed, "Disciple is waiting for the appointment!"

"Enter!"

Qiao Hui was dressed in a complicated look that was like fire, calmly walked to the hall door, pushed it gently, and stepped into the hall. He closed the door panel with his back hand, looked at his nose, and looked at his heart, bowed and said, "Disciple Qiao Hui, pay homage to all the masters and shopkeepers."

The people who sat in the upper position were all fifty or sixty years old, with deep and expressionless faces. The ones who sat in the lower position were the eldest shopkeeper Sun Taili, the second shopkeeper He Shiji, the third shopkeeper Jiang Xinfeng, the fourth shopkeeper Liu Guishou, and the fifth shopkeeper Pan Yuan.

Sun Taili is nearly fifty years old, with a fat head and ears, and a fat figure, like a Maitreya Buddha with a smile on his face. He smiled and said, "Jiu Hui, as soon as you enter Jubao Pavilion, you will create the immortal wine in Shenxianzu. In just five days, a thousand jars of fine wines will be sold out and profitable. As long as you hold this money tree tightly, the dividends at the end of the year can increase by at least 50% to 60% compared to last year! In my Jubao Pavilion, if you don't judge heroes by martial arts, whoever can make money or make a lot of money will be a hero. After the five of us discussed, we decided to upgrade your grade to a senior teller."

Qiao Hui said happily: "Disciple thanks you all the shopkeepers for your kindness!"

Sun Taili encouraged him a few more words, and said, "Shopkeeper Pan said you are smart and have novel ideas, so he summoned you to ask, besides the immortal drunkenness, what other tricks do you have to make money?"

Qiao Hui was stunned. He had never been out of the northwest. His energy was mainly to study martial arts. How could he come up with a big plan to make money in a hurry? Even the method of purifying wine was thanks to Fu Jingtao's guidance, otherwise how could he know?

Pan Yuan coughed lightly and said, "It's important. You can go back and think carefully. Don't rush to answer hastily."

Qiao Hui smiled bitterly and said, "The question raised by the shopkeeper is too big, so let me consider it for a night, how about it?"

Sun Taili smiled and said, "Yes! I like young people to do things with a steady and thoughtful mind. If they are impatient, they will not develop a future. When you think about it thoroughly, we will discuss it seriously!"

Qiao Hui didn't know how he left the conference hall, but felt cold sweat soaked in his back, and his heart was confused.

It is necessary to know that such things are not to be joked about. Sun Taili is not just an idea. From the collection, production, packaging, transportation, distribution of raw materials, to how to open up the government and prevent opponents from counterfeiting, he must consider it. He must say that he is ugly and Yin Mao, and it is absolutely impossible to get away with it in a vague way.

This is a test for him by the shopkeepers.

If you can pass the assessment smoothly, you will likely be reused in the future.

If the answer is full of loopholes and cannot stand up to scrutiny, most of the previous efforts will be wasted and you will wait for it to be swept into the corner and slowly become moldy.

Opportunities always coexist with challenges. If you succeed, your future will be bright, but if you fail, you will be labeled as "embarrassing and useful", and it will be difficult to clean up in this life.

At this time, he missed Fu Jingtao very much.

Qiao Hui's confused expression, how could he escape the eyes of the managers outside the door? They said sourly: "Hey, why is our little God of Wealth frowning? Has it been scolded by the shopkeepers?" "I see, he knows nothing except how to make wine!"

Qiao Hui disdained to be petty with them, walked straight to the street, looked up at the dark Lingyun Peak, and sighed: "Lao Lao San, how should I find you!"

Before he finished speaking, someone around him laughed and said, "What are you asking me for? Do you want to pay back the money?"

Qiao Hui turned around in disbelief and saw a familiar face in front of him, and shouted: "Three, it's really you!" He rushed over and hugged Fu Jingtao tightly, laughing, full of comfort in survival.

Fu Jingtao laughed and scolded: "Let go! Do you want to strangle me to death?"

Qiao Hui punched him twice and said with a smile: "I'm worried about how to sneak into the Martial Saint Hall to find you, but you will be the divine weapon from the sky! It's the first place in the Qingyun List of the Song Dynasty! It's amazing!"

Fu Jingtao punched him with a backhand: "Is your purpose of looking for me to flatter me? Then I'll take it first!"

Qiao Hui held his arm tightly and smiled, "Let's go? Where to go? Don't think about leaving tonight, be with you Master Qiao Wu!"
Chapter completed!