Song Cheng sighed secretly, thinking of Qing'er's naughty today, he was both angry and helpless. From Song Anle's dark face, she seemed very angry. With Qing'er's hiding, she guessed that Qing'er had caused some trouble again, otherwise Song Cheng would not have shown this expression, so she asked curiously: "What's wrong? Is Qing'er causing trouble again?"

"Don't mention it, I'll be annoyed when I mention it." Song Cheng still sat down at the table with anger on his face.

"What the hell is that it makes you so angry?" Song Anle also sat down at the table and poured a cup of hot water for Song Cheng.

"Do you know what trouble Qing'er caused today?" Song Cheng took the hot water handed over by Song Anle and took a sip, while Song Anle threw his unknown expression to him, as if he was waiting for his next words.

"Due to the shortage of donated materials, Qing'er even spoke out, saying that every household, as long as it exceeds the standard amount of donated materials, can deposit and withdraw money in the money house under the name of Song's family without taxes. You said she is just making a fool of herself."

Song Cheng became more and more angry as he spoke. He was so dark that he couldn't accept Qing'er's nonsense. After all, their money shop relies on the amount of money saved by the people. If they do what Qing'er said, their money shop is equivalent to providing a nearly free warehouse for the people to store money.

Such a disaster is completely beyond Song Anle's imagination. Qing'er's random words are indeed a bit too lacking in consideration and ignores the interests of the money house. Although she does not know the source of the money house's profit, if she is really exempted from taxes, it means that the money house has to pay the corresponding interest to the people, but the money house has no profit, so it is no wonder that Song Cheng is angry.

Song Anle also pondered a little solemnly. Although Qing'er's carelessness would harm the interests of the money house, if the words were spread, it would be difficult to take them back, because their Song's money house has a reputation for many years, the first priority in integrity.

"This matter has not been implemented yet, and I don't think the people will believe it casually, so don't be angry anymore." Song Anle couldn't think of a good idea, so she could only comfort her: "Besides, the situation has always been careless, so she doesn't understand the market conditions of the money house, so don't blame her."

Song Cheng frowned with a serious face, and he said earnestly: "I'm not blaming her, I just hope she can change her personality appropriately and not rely on others blindly. This is also for her future considerations."

"I know you are for her good, but she has always been accustomed to being casual. If you want to change her, you are afraid that you will be in a hurry. Don't worry too much. Let's just mention her more in the future. Besides, you are determined to take care of her, and you are not afraid of not having a chance in the future."

Song Anle smiled playfully. She knew Qing'er's personality. In this case, she would definitely eavesdrop in the room, so she deliberately revealed Song Cheng's intention to her.

"You know how to laugh at me," Song Cheng said with a deep impression: "At that time, I'm afraid I'm going to have the heart, but I don't want to."

"How could it be? Our handsome and elegant young master of the Song family, who is in the wind, won't win over the favor of women?" Song Anle deepened the playful smile on her face. Her words increased Song Cheng's confidence, because she was also a little worried that she would be too simple, so she would ignore the distinction between feelings and family affection.

Song Cheng finally showed a smile, "When did you become so slick?"

Song Anle shook her head seriously and said, "No, no, no, little girl is humor."

Song Anle was falling, and she couldn't help laughing out loud. The pleasant laughter of the brother and sister suddenly spread inside the room. However, as soon as the laughter fell, Song Anle was determined to reveal Song Cheng's feelings more obviously. After all, Qing'er's simple mind was so open and secretly that she would not understand it.

"By the way, if my brother really intends to love you, why not confess to her earlier, so that we can have a close relationship with each other."

Song Cheng's handsome face was dull again. He was actually not a person who was good at expressing himself. He hoped that the person he cared about could see his goodness with his eyes and feel his feelings with his heart. Such affection might last longer.

"Qing'er is still young, I hope she can feel my affection for her in person."

Song Anle's words have come to this point. If she continues to speak, it will be counterproductive. She said something to the point. She believed that Qing'er, who was hiding in the room and eavesdropping, should have understood her meaning, so she nodded and said, "It's good."

Song Cheng pursed his lips slightly far-fetchedly. Before they could even change the topic, a servant came hurriedly from outside. Because the visitor seemed to be in a hurry, Song Cheng and Song Anle both heard the sound.

When they brought people into the door, Song Cheng and Song Anlexu were both confused about the haste of coming, so they looked at each other tacitly. Song Cheng then stood up and greeted him, asking inexplicably: "Shanying, what's so hasty?"

"Return to the young master;" the man who called the mountain shadow nodded and said, "There are many people coming to the door. It is said that they are here to determine whether the mansion intends to associate the Song family money house with the donation activities."

Song Cheng looked at Song Anle with a serious look on his face. He still couldn't escape the current situation he was worried about, but they had to face it. However, they were the first to say this. If they didn't admit it now, wouldn't they leave the impression of going back on their word?

Fortunately, everyone came to confirm whether the news was true. At least he still had a chance to reverse it. Even if it caused some misunderstandings, it would be better than a money shop for free to develop it for them. So he said seriously: "Go and tell them that our money shop only has ideas in this regard, but it has not been implemented. Let them not act rashly, so as not to cause unnecessary losses."

"But... According to the report of the servant guarding donated supplies, many people have already reported the agreement reached with the Song Money House to donate, and they all donated in excess."

“When did it start?”

"It seems that at night, even now, people are risking the night to donate supplies, so the guards don't know whether they should accept their things."

Song Cheng's expression became even darker. If the situation continued like this, I was afraid that it would lose the interests of the money house. What was even more annoying was that it would attract major attention. Those representatives with backing were probably not fuel-efficient. If they could not donate their love, they would instead make enemies. Wouldn't they have a lot of enemies?

As long as it may affect the Song family, Song Cheng would rather damage the reputation of the money house and would never allow any trouble in the Song family. He hoped that the Song family would continue in a simple manner, even if they were poorer. So he said firmly: "Go and tell them that all the families who reported that they had reached an agreement with the Song family money house will quickly return the materials, just say that our money house is still coordinating the matter. Once the negotiation results come out, we will inform everyone as soon as possible."

"Yes, I'll do it now." Shanying nodded and then turned around and left. Because Shanying grew up with Song Cheng and was the personal butler around Song Cheng, he never had to call himself the name of a servant in the Song Mansion.

"Wait a minute." Song Anle called out to Shan Ying who had turned around in time. Shan Ying stopped instinctively, and then turned around and looked at Song Anle inexplicably.

Song Cheng also turned his unknown eyes to Song Anle, as if he realized that he had ignored the intention to ask her. Song Anle just said calmly: "This matter has attracted the attention of the people. If the brother suddenly rejected the news, wouldn't it make us feel more guilty?"

Song Anle paused for a moment, took a deep breath, and then slowly breathed out, as if she used this deep breath to compete for her thoughts and precious time to think.

"It's better to do this. If you tell the guards the donors, you will say that my Song Money House has indeed made a statement. If every household donates excessive materials, you can enjoy the tax deposit and withdrawal of my money house, but you must comply with the amount and time regulations of my money house."

Song Anle smiled, as if waiting for Song Cheng and Shan Ying’s questions, but she was quite confident in her countermeasures.

"What regulations?" Song Chengxian couldn't help but ask.

"According to each household, money must be stored for more than 500 taels of silver or 200 taels of gold. If both are achieved, you can enjoy the preferential treatment of exempting taxes from my bank. However, those who do not meet the requirements must be stored on time for more than three years, and cannot be withdrawn in the middle, otherwise you will not enjoy this preferential treatment."

Although Song Anle's method is a bit difficult, her actions are not excessive for the benefit of her own money house. After all, those rich families will not care about the extra money, but they would rather have money in the money house than donate it to those poor families, because in the money house, at least in their own pockets. In this way, she may also arouse the interest of rich people. As long as they can donate materials, the Song Money House provides them with money to store. After all, such families are only in a few. As for those families with ordinary families, they will probably consider the pros and cons and prompt them to make a long-term plan.

"Anle means...we should start first?"

"Wrong;" Song Anle said confidently: "It's a hot iron."

With the current situation, people who acted in a hurry to donate were all grateful and thought that they could get free storage of their property so easily, so they were excited to donate supplies. However, they didn't expect that Song Anle would take the iron to fire up the high-temperature steaming for them.
Chapter completed!