Over the next two days, Wang Yun hustled around, constantly using her father's kindness to negotiate with Tan Zhenghong.
But once Tan Zhenghong had put forward his accumulated silver, he became impervious to persuasion, not only ignoring her points, but also walking away when she irritated him.
Just fifty taels, she was too embarrassed to offer that to Niu Fuquan!
By the third day, the Wang Clan could no longer sit still.
Because if they couldn't raise more silver soon, the Silver Bank would use the shop as collateral for the Niu Family's debts.
With Tan Zhenghong unyielding, she could only set her sights on Duo'er.
"Duo'er, I specially stewed some chicken soup for you, please rest for a bit," Wang Yun said solicitously.
Qiao Duo'er had already finished her confinement, but she still cooped up in her room all day.
Tan Zhenghong explained that Qiao Duo'er's body hadn't fully recovered yet, and she needed more time to recuperate.
But she knew it was just to avoid her.