Not long after Ma Tianhao and the others left, Fan Li came back from outside.
"How did the talk go?"
Zhang Fei asked.
Fan Li nodded and said, "Li Guozhong said that as long as our firm guarantees that we will not sue them over the terms of the contract in the future, they will agree to use our contract, but they must sign the contract."
Zhang Fei nodded: "No problem, I will draw up a contract and then you can talk to them."
To be honest, these bookstores are the big players in signing the contracts. Although they are in the same industry, the vicious Zhang Fei is unwilling to let them go, so he asked Fan Li to talk to them.
Let's all unify the contract, so there won't be any conflicts at least in the terms of the contract.
After all, they might meet in court.
Li Guozhong and his men were also afraid of Zhang Fei, and they knew well that there were many tricks in their own regulations. Since Zhang Fei came to them to raise this matter, they really did not dare to refuse.
Fan Li suddenly asked, "Sanlang, are you short of money?"
In their eyes, Zhang Fei always had a tall and handsome image. If he suddenly messed up the business worth a few cents, there must be some problem with the funds.
Zhang Fei sighed: "I won't hide it from you. Originally, I planned to make money by taking more lawsuits based on my fame, but now even you don't dare to take those lawsuits that damage your reputation. It can be seen that this fame has bound us first.
But if fame cannot be converted into profit, what is the point? We don't want to leave our names in history. So I can only find another way. But don't underestimate this contract. It's only a few cents. But as long as it's worth enough, you will definitely make a lot of money.
You will have to send someone to spread the word later. Ordinary people can also buy our contracts. Most of them charge more for someone to write a contract than us."
"If everyone in the world uses our contract, we can indeed make a lot of money!"
Fan Li nodded slightly, but then he said, "But everyone has different purposes for signing a contract. It's probably not suitable for printing, right?"
Zhang Fei said: "I will take care of this. Please stand by and ask those spies to bring me the commonly used contracts."
"Why!"
Fan Li nodded and suddenly said, "Oh, right! Speaking of this lawsuit, I almost forgot to tell you something. I just heard that Li Guozhong's bookstore took over the lawsuit between his son and the neighbor over the house."
Zhang Fei was startled: "Really?"
Fan Li hummed, "He knew we didn't answer the call, and just now he asked me why we didn't answer it. I think he probably wanted to know if we helped that lady."
Zhang Fei asked: "Did you tell them?"
"of course not."
Fan Li shook his head, "It's better for us not to say it."
Zhang Fei smiled and nodded, "It would be good to let Zhiqian practice with them."
... ...
It was already three o'clock in the morning, and Zhang Fei was still working on the computer. He had to draft various types of contracts as soon as possible, because he would then have to make the engravings, which would take quite a while.
It can be seen that it is really not easy for this time traveler to make money.
He doesn't even dare to use any black technology now.
As a liberal arts graduate, he only understood some principles. He now realized that it would take a long time to turn these principles into products.
The movable type printing technology cost him nearly a thousand strings of cash before he even produced the finished movable type.
Although his requirements were relatively high, this technology still belonged to the Northern Song Dynasty.
His foundation was not strong enough, so he really didn't dare to try again.
It’s too expensive.
Gao Wenyin still stood quietly by the side as usual, holding a palm-leaf fan in her hand, helping Zhang Fei fan the air to drive away mosquitoes.
This woman is really an addictive poison that will subtly make you dependent on her.
Anyway, Zhang Fei can't live without her.
Zhang Fei suddenly put down his pen, rubbed his eyes, and thought to himself, the era without electricity was really not suitable for working night shifts!
Gao Wenyin, who was standing next to him, saw this and said softly, "Sanlang, for things like this, we can actually let Seventh Brother do it."
Ever since Zhang Fei and Xu Zhiqian confirmed their relationship, she has consciously and slowly changed the way she addresses Zhang Fei.
Zhang Fei knew it in his heart, but he didn't point it out. He turned around and looked at her, and explained: "This first draft can't be written by someone else."
Gao Wenyin asked: "Why?"
"because... ."
Zhang Fei paused for a moment, then said, "How about you, Madam, please sit down first. If you stand here, I will have to twist my neck to talk to you."
"oh."
Gao Wenyin hurriedly sat down and fanned her feet with a fan.
Zhang Fei explained: "If I don't write it, but just talk about it, then I can only give a rough idea. But this is not a petition, but a contract. I can't miss any details. The first draft must be written by me. After I finish writing it, I will give it to Lao Qi to take a look."
This is actually a matter of habit. Writing and speaking are two completely different ways of thinking.
In addition, Xu Zhiqian had been helping with this matter, but now Xu Zhiqian is busy preparing for the lawsuit, so Zhang Fei also plans to let Feng Nanxi try.
Feng Nanxi's writing style is not as gorgeous as Xu Zhiqian's, but it is very sophisticated, after all, she was born a clerk.
In terms of the complaint, it may not be as touching as Xu Zhiqian's, but in terms of the contract, it should be more suitable than Xu Zhiqian.
Gao Wenyin nodded, not quite understanding what the difference was. Seeing that Zhang Fei had no intention of continuing to write, she asked curiously, "But I just saw that there are many blank spaces on this contract. Why is that?"
She had just been watching from the side and was very curious about what those blank spaces were for.
Zhang Fei said: "I plan to print these contracts and then sell them to merchants and citizens. You should know that many people today are illiterate and are often cheated when signing contracts with others. When my contracts are printed, they only need to spend two or three coins to buy a contract from me, and they can avoid some risks of being cheated. So those blank spaces are reserved for the person signing the contract to write the name and date, and they can only write this themselves."
Gao Wenyin's eyes lit up: "This is a really good idea. No wonder you just wrote a loan contract. The most commonly used contract for ordinary people is the loan contract."
Zhang Fei suddenly glanced at her and said, "It turns out that Madam can read and write!"
Gao Wenyin groaned and said shyly, "I learned some things from my father when I was a child, but I can't do that with Madam Xu."
"Really?" Zhang Fei asked, "What does your father do?"
Gao Wenyin said with a gloomy expression: "My father used to be a squire in Qinxiang, Xiangfu County. He passed away five years ago."
"Where's your mother?"
"My mother died a long time ago."
"Then you don't have any other relatives in your family?" Zhang Fei asked again.
Gao Wenyin hesitated for a moment and then shook her head.
Zhang Fei saw that she didn't want to talk much, so he didn't ask any more questions. Suddenly, he saw that there were several red and swollen spots on the snow-white skin on the back of her left hand. It was obviously mosquito bites, so he said, "You just help me drive away mosquitoes. Look at how badly you've been bitten."
Gao Wenyin looked down, quickly retracted her hand, and shook her head gently, saying, "It's okay, it will be fine in a while."
Zhang Fei shook his head helplessly. Seeing her in a grey linen skirt that showed off her plump and slender figure, he asked, "Why are you wearing this linen skirt? Are we so poor that we can't even afford silk?"
Gao Wenyin said hurriedly: "No, it's just that I have to cook something for you later, so this linen skirt is more suitable."
Zhang Fei nodded and suddenly stood up, "Let's go, let's go together."
Gao Wenyin quickly stood up and said, "No need, I can do it alone. You take a rest first, it will be fine in a while."
Zhang Fei smiled and said, "I just sat for too long and wanted to move around. I'll cook tonight as a way of thanking you for feeding the mosquitoes for me."
Gao Wenyin subconsciously hid her hands behind her back, causing Zhang Fei to burst into laughter.
A cup of tea.
"How is the taste?"
Zhang Fei supported his hands on the kitchen table and looked at the only customer in the room with a chef's demeanor.
"It's soft, smooth and refreshing, really delicious." Gao Wenyin nodded happily and asked Zhang Fei, "What is the name of this dish?"
"Steamed Vermicelli Roll."
"Steamed Vermicelli Roll?"
Gao Wenyin lowered her head to glance at the white dough covered with sauce and minced meat on the plate.
"Don't ask me why I'm called this. I don't know either." Having said that, Zhang Fei sat down.
Gao Wenyin glanced at Zhang Fei secretly and asked curiously, "Sanlang, logically speaking, you scholars rarely go into the kitchen, why do you know how to cook so well?"
Zhang Fei shook his head and sighed, "It's a long story. My grandpa told me that cooking well can make women happy. Unfortunately, women nowadays like poetry and songs, and I have a great cooking skill but nowhere to display it."
Gao Wenyin's cheeks flushed immediately, and she said shyly, "You must have made this up. How could my grandfather say that?"
Zhang Fei laughed and said nothing, "But you must not tell Xiao Tao, otherwise she will be sulking for days."
Gao Wenyin thought of Xiaotao's days of sulking over hot pot, and couldn't help but chuckle, revealing two charming dimples at the corners of her mouth. She nodded and said, "Then Sanlang, can you teach me how to make rice noodle rolls?"
Zhang Fei was surprised and asked, "Why did you learn this?"
"I'll learn how to make it for you!"
"Oh that's fine!"
... ...
After three consecutive days of intensive work, Zhang Fei finally wrote six contract samples, two of which were contracts for house and land transactions.
There are also two contracts regarding the trading of commodities, namely tea, salt, wine and sugar.
The remaining two are about loans.
Of course, this is just a first draft. After all, the writing style these days is different from that of his time. Although he has made some progress, this thing is too professional, so he just handed it directly to Feng Nanxi.
He continued to review the more common contracts at the time, and he intended to monopolize all the contracts of Tokyo shops.
This business actually belongs to the category of small profits but quick turnover.
"It really pissed me off."
Xu Zhiqian suddenly walked in angrily.
Zhang Fei immediately stopped what he was doing, glanced at her, and said with a smile, "Who made me, Xu Da Erbi, angry?"
Xu Zhiqian didn't care about this title, but Zhang Fei's tone made her feel that this title was not very nice. She rolled her eyes at her and said, "The good guys are too good and the bad guys are too bad. It's really annoying. Aunt Liu saw that Uncle Huang was so aggressive and wanted to sue her, so she was so scared that she planned to give up the house and said she would return the house deed to Uncle Huang."
Zhang Fei frowned: "What should we do then?"
Xu Zhiqian said with a lingering feeling, "Fortunately I went there, and Aunt Liu's son was not very willing either, so I finally managed to persuade Aunt Liu. But Uncle Huang is really a piece of shit, you know, he was also afraid of being accused of being unfilial, so he threatened his mother privately and asked her to tell the neighbors that she herself did not want to live with her son. I never thought there would be such people in the world, they are worse than animals."
"Did his mother say that?" Zhang Fei asked with a frown.
Xu Zhiqian nodded, "I just told Aunt Liu secretly, and told everyone else that I was used to living in the old house and didn't want to live with my son. Uncle Huang usually just passed by and took a look. One time he saw that the rice jar was empty, but he didn't say he would send some rice. Now he's telling everyone that it was Aunt Liu who took advantage of his mother's illness to cheat him of the land deed."
Zhang Fei said: "This is very difficult to deal with."
Xu Zhiqian frowned and said, "But the neighbors saw all of this, and they can testify."
Zhang Fei sighed, "But this lawsuit is in his favor. Plus, his mother is saying this outside, so he has reasons to exonerate himself. As long as there is no sufficient reason, the presiding judge will generally not rule in our favor."
At this point, he paused for a moment, "By the way, there should be a written document for the transfer of the land deed, right?"
“Yes.”
Xu Zhiqian nodded, then pulled out a piece of paper from her waist, "This is just what I wrote down, but I haven't paid the tax yet, so it can only be considered a white deed."
Zhang Fei asked, "It shouldn't be more than two months, right?"
"No."
“That’s what works.”
Zhang Fei took it and looked at it for a while, then suddenly muttered to himself: "Repay..."
Xu Zhiqian said, "Grandma Huang gave her her house to Aunt Liu in order to repay her kindness in serving her. Do you want to regard this house as a reward for taking care of Grandma Huang?"
Zhang Fei said: "You have already thought of it."
Xu Zhiqian nodded: "But it probably won't cost much. Since Second Uncle Huang is willing to spend money on the lawsuit, he will definitely be willing to pay this amount. I calculated that even if it's five strings of cash a month, it would only be one hundred and eighty strings of cash in three years. Compared to the value of the house, it's nothing. If this is the result, it would be too cheap for Second Uncle Huang."
"That's true."
Zhang Fei nodded, thought for a while, and suddenly said, "We decide how much we want. It can be 180 or 1,800. The final amount is not decided by the other party, but by the chief judge."
Xu Zhiqian said: "The chief judge must also make a judgment according to the law. You can't just say a number casually. You have to have a basis. If you are talking about a basis, five strings of cash is enough."
Zhang Fei smiled and said, "Have you forgotten that I am the best at claiming compensation? What we need to consider now is how to convince the chief judge."