Zhuwan Qian Jing

Shen Zhuwan dressed as the proprietress of an ancient money bank, and when she opened her eyes, she was faced with a dozen creditors blocking the door. Her husband, Shen Du, fell into a river and died three months ago, leaving her and her family with a broken bank with a deficit of 80,000 taels and a bad debt that cannot be recovered. There are only three hundred taels of treasury silver left, but tomorrow there will be 20,000 taels of official silver due. The creditor's housekeeper pounded the table and asked for money, retail investors lined up to get it, and their opponents waited to see the joke. Shen Zhuwan rubbed her temples and showed a professional smile: "Steward Zhang, the back of your IOU says that defective goods will be discounted at 30%. The price difference of 600 taels will be paid first, and then we can discuss repayment. Next." An hour later, most of the creditors left, retail investors deposited new models, and the opponent's spies were given three cups of tea. That night, Shen Zhuwan dug out the account book: she owed someone else 120,000, and someone else owed her 150,000. She picked up a pen and wrote four words: collection from the beginning. Prince Weiyuan Hou will not pay back the money he owes? She asked someone to tell her: If you don't return it tomorrow, the old story of your visit to the brothel will be plastered all over the city. The wife of the Minister of Household Affairs saves private money? She personally received him and gave him beauty prescriptions. The Queen Mother wants to manage money in private? She talked about interest compounding on loans and loans for three hours, and the Queen Mother saved one hundred thousand taels on the spot. Three years later, Yongchang Bank opened all over Kyoto, and Shen Zhuwan became the grandma of wealth in the mouth of the powerful. However, the "dead ghost" husband came back. Shen Du stood at the door of his bank, looking at the plaque of Yongchang Head Office, watching his wife explaining asset allocation to clients inside, and watching the mess he left behind turn into gold and silver. He smiled and walked inside. Shen Zhuwan looked up at him: "Withdraw money or deposit? Queue on the left and get the number on the right." Shen Du: "I am your husband." "Oh." She lowered her head and continued to dial the abacus, "Fill out the form first. Proof of assets, income statement, and credit report, all of which are indispensable." After three years of feigning death to investigate the case, Shen Du thought he could protect her when he came back. As everyone knows, she has already become his supporter. And he had to start from scratch to recover this woman who was full of money. [Protagonist Xiaozhuan] Heroine: Shen Zhuwan (formerly known as Qian Qingqiu) On the third day of her twenties, she became the mistress of Yongchang Bank. His face is like a silver plate, his eyes are like apricot kernels, and when he smiles, there are pear dimples in his cheeks, making him look friendly. However, there is a shrewdness hidden in the eyebrows and eyes. When calculating accounts, his eyes are as bright as a torch, his fingers are flying, and his bead calculations are clear and crisp. You can tell he is an expert by hearing this. I was originally a gold medal account manager of a modern bank. Once in time, I became a widow with a debt of 80,000 taels. Others saw her as a weak woman, but she said: The first rule of debt collection is, whoever is in a hurry loses. There are two things I enjoy most on weekdays: settling accounts and saving money. The thing she hates the most is when someone talks to her about love instead of money. Catchphrase: "Is it okay to save money?" Male protagonist: Shen Du At the age of twenty-eight, he lives in the home of the young master of Yongchang Bank. He is thin and has clear eyebrows. He always wears a green shirt and looks like a scholar with no hands. Occasionally he raised his eyes, and there was a flash of sharpness in his eyes, and he realized that this man had a knife hidden in his bones, and he was decisive in killing. He fell into a river and died three years ago. In order to find out the cause of his father's death, he faked his death and escaped, heading south to the south of the Yangtze River. He disappeared in public but secretly laid a net. When it comes to matters in the world of martial arts, he never uses his identity as the young master of Qianzhuang. When he came back three years later, the bank had completely changed and his wife became his creditor. The most jealous thing in her life: There are too many male customers around her. Silk merchants, grain store keeper, people from Prince Duan's Mansion... Who are they smiling so attentively to? Others only saw that he was as gentle as jade, but only she knew that when this man was jealous, he would stand outside her window for half the night, just waiting to ask who is that boss Zhang? She didn't need his protection at all. He could only change his approach and chase slowly. Intention: A woman does not have to wait for anyone to save her, she is her own backer.