nucmednet Chapter 117 Private Property (Part )
Chapter 117 Private Property (Part )
Half a month later, Tingyu Tower was closed as expected. This incident caused quite a stir in the city of Bianjing. For a while, the focus of everyone's after-dinner discussions was not only lamenting that the once-famous era of Tingyu Tower was gone forever, but also the Yuan family's iron-fisted handling of Tingyu Tower in a clean and neat manner without leaving any room for maneuver.
Tingyu Tower has become the hottest topic of conversation among the people of Beijing after dinner.
This was within Anan's expectations, but it shocked Su Ma. After returning from the Yuan family's old house that day, Anan kept silent about this matter. She still heard some news from Chengzi, so she hurried over to ask her: "Chengzi said that Tingyu Tower was closed because you had a few words with your two uncles, is that right?"
Anan smiled and said nothing.
Nanny Su was shocked and frightened, and said with a sad face, "But I was there that day, and I didn't hear what you said!"
Anan saw that she still regarded him as an ignorant child, and was afraid that his nonsense would harm the family business, so he looked at her and smiled, "Don't worry, Mammy, even if I really said nonsense, would my uncles and Brother Yi just let it go? We don't need to go into the twists and turns here. My uncles actually had this plan a long time ago, but they just asked me, an upright person, to speak it out!"
"But young lady," Bai Shao was embroidering a butterfly on a handkerchief. When she heard Anan say that, she quickly put down her brush, looked up at her, and asked in confusion, "This is Tingyu Tower! Everyone in Bianjing, from an eighty-year-old man to a three-year-old child, knows about it. They all say that it is rich and elegant, unmatched in its wealth and elegance. It is the epitome of the peaceful atmosphere of the world and the epitome of the prosperity of today. It is famous far and wide, and countless scholars have written poems and painted paintings there. It is even more difficult to get a table there."
Dong Qing interrupted and said, "I don't understand these fancy things. I just know that even if it doesn't make money, it is still the golden signboard of the Yuan family! Why do you want to close it?"
Jing Mo shook his head and said, "Nonsense! How could Tingyu Tower's business not make money? Even if they only set up one table every day, they would still make a lot of money!
Seeing them talking excitedly, Jiang Li couldn't help but say, "I heard from them that the money earned by Tingyue Tower every month is equal to that of dozens of medicine shops."
When everyone said this, they all looked at Anan and asked almost in unison: "Why did you turn it off?"
Anan smiled and said nothing, just busy looking at the snow scene outside the window.
The wind was strong that night, so Yuan Ruolan ordered all the business accounts under his name to be delivered to the mountain garden overnight, and told Anan to handle all the affairs here, and he would not ask about them from then on.
As the eldest sister of the Yuan family, she had been exposed to the Yuan family's business since she was a child, but she had no extraordinary talent and only knew the basics. Although she had a lot of dowry, she relied on the old servants who came with the dowry to take care of it. Anan had been weak since childhood, and she was afraid of dropping him if she held him in her hands, and afraid of melting him if she held him in her mouth. The family did hire a few female teachers, but they only recited poems and songs.
Therefore, when her two younger brothers praised their daughter as the best in the world, she suspected that they were exaggerating. Therefore, she used this as an excuse to test whether Anan was really capable.
Anan felt that he had worked hard for several years to achieve this small achievement, and that it should not be buried. Since it was given to him by his mother, he should just concentrate on taking care of it for her.
Seeing those big boxes of house deeds, land deeds and account books, Anan guessed that she was rich, but after reading them, he was completely shocked. Her soft-spoken and amiable mother turned out to be a genuine wealthy woman!
As for jewelry, calligraphy and paintings, pawnshops and the like, they were not enough to look at. The properties and real estate in the suburbs of Beijing could be connected into large pieces, and there were countless shops along the street. What astonished her most was that the most prosperous street of wine shops was actually all her private property.