Chapter 148 What to say

The Mao family's dyeing workshop was built in Dongyuan, a small town close to Jiangdongfu. There are 16 dye masters in the workshop, the material pool and the corresponding tools for cloth support. There are 120 clerks. They also opened a weaving workshop with them, and nearly 100 textile women have been invited.

At this time, Lin Huazhi sat in the study of Mao Dazui and listened to the housekeeper of Mao's housekeeper think about it one by one. She couldn't help comparing it secretly. Although there was still a certain gap with the Chen family's dyeing workshop, it also shows that Mao Dazui had a lot of blood. Now, on the Chenfu side, the dyeing workshop clan accounts for half, and whether the other half can be preserved or not is still Knowing that, I'm afraid that if you really want to respond to Lin Huazhi's words, Jiangdong City is going to change.

"Miss Lin, the scale of this dyeing workshop is still good, isn't it?" Mao Dazui asked proudly.

"With Master Mao's means, it's more than just passing? Mr. Mao is too modest. This is not a flattering polite word. With Mao's big mouth, black and white, the Mao family's dyeing workshop will only become larger and larger.

Mao laughed and said, "Yan Shaobai is a talent in learning and studying. He only talks about doing business, but it is less than one-tenth of Chen Suyue's. Chen Suyue's family background was given up by him at once. If I don't do it, sooner or later someone will do it. After all, everyone knows in their hearts that after yesterday's incident, I'm afraid it will be the end of the year. The tribute is about to be replaced. That's a big head. No one will be stupid enough to let go.

Lin Huazhi hummed: "It's a pity that Chen Suyue worked so hard in those years. I'm afraid no one will believe that Yan Shaobai will give up half of his family business for a woman."

Mao Dazui looked at her with some meaning and paused, saying, "Although Yan Shaobai lost half of Chen Suyue's family business, it is not good to marry Cui Ting. The young master of the Cui family is now climbing higher and higher in Beijing. He is a celebrity in front of His Majesty. He has always loved his little sister Cui Ting the most. With the escort of Cui, Yan Shaobai may not do nothing. When it comes to women's happiness, Yan Shaobai is the best. Her mother-in-law is stronger than the other, and I don't know if Cui Ting will also die. Hahaha..."

After listening to Mao Dazui's last sentence, Lin Huazhi frowned slightly, but soon she returned to normal and said to Mao Dazui, "Since Master Mao has a plan now, is it necessary for us to write down the agreement in black and white?"

Mao's big mouth was stunned: "What does Miss Lin mean?"

"With the love of Master Mao, I not only appreciated the little woman, but also gave me the opportunity to learn from Master Mao. I shouldn't have said such a thing. But I am finally a weak woman. Even if I have the intention to do some things, I can only do my best. However, as long as it is a response, I will not forget it. Naturally, I also hope that others will think about my kindness. Master Mao, do you think this is the reason? Lin Huazhi really shouldn't say such a thing. If others get the help of Mao Dazui, I'm afraid it's too late to be happy. However, Lin Huazhi knows that she also knows that Mao Dazui also knows that it's just a cooperation between them. Everyone knows what purpose they have. Lin Huazhi is not afraid of Mao Dazui and is unwilling to do those hypocritical things. What's more, she has always believed that she is in an unfavorable position in cooperation with Mao Dazui, and she has to ask for more protection in order to do so in the future.

Mao Da's face slowly sank, and his eyes were half narrowed, but there was a knife light in his eyes. He looked at Lin Huazhi and didn't say anything for a long time.

After a long time, Mao asked, "Miss Lin saw the groom yesterday, right?"

"After talking to Master Mao, I met that person." Lin Huazhi did not hide it.

"Oh, did you say anything?"

Lin Huazhi laughed softly: "It's just some common sayings." She said lightly.

After a short silence, Mao laughed: "Miss Lin is really careful, so let's do what she wants."

Lin Huazhi nodded well.

Sure enough, Mao's big mouth still has something to hide from her, otherwise it won't be so straightforward. Lin Huazhi didn't naively think that because of Qingling's ability, Mao Dazuo was reluctant to touch her.

When it was almost dark, Lin Huazhi came out of Mao's house. She declined Mao's big mouth to leave her kindness to eat. Now she only likes to eat light food, and she has not liked to eat those big fish and meat for a long time.

Back to Lin's house, only Mao Xiaomao and Lin Yuyang were reading in the backyard, and the others didn't know where they had gone. It is estimated that Chunbai and Qingsuo went to Qingling again. The wet nurse and Uncle Chen went to Zhang's courtyard with Zhang Ziqing yesterday. Depending on the situation, they don't plan to come back today, and Lin has stayed in the shop in the west of the city these two days.

Lin Huazhi sent Lin Yuyang to cook. She and Mao Xiaomao sat in the courtyard to talk, but without saying a few words, she heard someone calling her name outside the hospital.

When he opened the door, he was a strange young man. After seeing Lin Huazhi, he sent a letter and went there.

Lin Huazhi opened the letter and looked at it twice. Not only did she frown, but her face also became a little ugly.

"Sister Huazhi, what's wrong with you?" Mao Xiaomao subconsciously looked at what was in Lin Huazhi's hand, but Lin Huazhi had carefully put away the letter.

"Xiao Mao, you can go home after dinner. I'll go out for a while."

Mao Xiaomao asked strangely, "Sister Huazhi, where are you going? Don't you eat?"

Lin Huazhi looked down at the letter in her hand, shook her head gently, and walked out in a rather complicated mood.

In a secluded noodle restaurant in the south of the city, Lin Huazhi stood at the door for a long time before slowly walking in. She sat down at the window and looked through the sunset in the west to dye the sky orange. After a long time, she whispered, "Yan Shaobai, what do you want to say to me?"