From stable boy to peerless immortal

Chapter 15 I'm a soft-hearted person who doesn't hold grudges

Although Fatty Wang's chubby face was beaming with joy, he felt a pang of bitterness in his heart, a mixture of envy, jealousy, regret, and unease.

He never expected that Shen Yuan would gain power so quickly, winning the favor of the second wife's eldest daughter and rising from a stable boy to a manager.

The key issue is that, as a kitchen helper, he had the power to serve food, and he always treated people differently based on their status. He would often beat and scold these servants and bully them.

Including Shen Yuan, there were few people who didn't hate him.

If Shen Yuan were to gain power now and use his position to settle personal scores, he would inevitably be in big trouble.

Fatty Wang looked around and, seeing no one was nearby, secretly took something out of his pocket and slipped it into Shen Yuan's hand:

"Steward Shen has been promoted and is now favored by the young lady. This is a small token of my appreciation. Please do not refuse it, Steward."

Five taels of silver... As soon as he got the item, Shen Yuan knew exactly what it was. He casually put the silver away, his phoenix eyes narrowing slightly.

"Fatty Wang, I have a strange memory. I might not remember if someone praises me, flatters me, or gives me money, but if someone has ever insulted me, hit me on the head with an iron spoon, or made me unhappy, I tend to dwell on it and can't forget it. What do you think I should do?"

A threat, this is definitely a threat... Wang Pangzi broke out in a cold sweat, and the smile on his greasy, fat face froze.

"Steward Shen, this is probably a mental illness. Mental illnesses require mental remedies. I happen to know a good prescription that might be helpful to you."

As he spoke, he reluctantly stuffed another silver ingot into Shen Yuan's hand.

However, Shen Yuan frowned: "This medicine is good, but isn't it a bit too weak?"

"Is the medicine not very potent?"

Hearing this, Fatty Wang immediately understood Shen Yuan's meaning. He gritted his teeth, took out the two silver ingots from his pocket, and stuffed them both into Shen Yuan's hands. His fat face trembled with pain as he forced a smile: "Manager Shen, how does it look now?"

Seeing that he had a good deal, Shen Yuan skillfully put away all twenty taels of silver and nodded seriously, "Hmm, I feel much better now."

Fatty Wang finally breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead: "Haha... Good thing you feel comfortable, good thing you feel comfortable."

Shen Yuan raised his chin: "Alright, I don't need you to serve me here. Go about your business."

"Why!"

Fatty Wang quickly took his leave with a bright smile: "Please have your meal. I'll take my leave now. Just let me know if you need anything."

Watching Wang Pangzi leave with a sigh of relief, Shen Yuan smiled and didn't take the matter to heart.

He deliberately made things difficult for Fatty Wang.

If he pretends to be magnanimous and doesn't pursue the matter, others will think he's soft-hearted and easy to bully, and he'll inevitably cause trouble in the future.

As the saying goes, if you're not ruthless, you can't stand firm.

This Hua Rong Mansion may seem like a riot of flowers, filled with splendor and wealth, but in reality, it's a den of iniquity!

Those who are soft-hearted and soft-hearted are destined not to live long here, and besides, repaying evil with kindness is not Shen Yuan's style.

If Fatty Wang behaves himself from now on, that's fine. But if he dares to have any ulterior motives, I won't hesitate to completely resolve this trouble.

"Manager Shen is quite magnanimous. If it were me, I would have cut off Fatty Wang's hand..."

At this moment, a middle-aged manager with a black mole on his face walked over with a smile, followed by several other managers.

These people included stewards of the horse stables, stewards of the kitchen, stewards of the living quarters, stewards of the storerooms, stewards of the guards, and so on. Most of them were responsible for various affairs of the outer mansion and were of similar rank to Shen Yuan, so they could be considered colleagues.

"I'm a soft-hearted person and never hold grudges. I can't stand seeing others ask me for favors, so please excuse my behavior."

Shen Yuan smiled and cupped his hands in greeting to everyone. Instead of being embarrassed at being caught red-handed, he spoke frankly and casually, appearing like a seasoned veteran, which made everyone put away their underestimation of him.

Shen Yuan was promoted and valued by the young lady at a young age, which made people question and look down on him, suspecting that he was only promoted to the position of manager because of good luck.

But now it seems that although this kid is young and has a good appearance, he is skilled and ruthless in demanding benefits from Fatty Wang. He makes Fatty Wang feel heartache but not resentment.

The ability to strike a balance is something most people couldn't do, showing that he's a seemingly kind but actually ruthless character.

"Not at all, please have a seat, Steward Shen."

"This is Brother Shen's first time dining here, so you must eat and drink well. Come on, pour the wine!"

"Well said! Come, let me toast Brother Shen!"

"Come on, count me in!"

The crowd greeted him warmly, regardless of their true thoughts, subtly probing and trying to find out more about Shen Yuan.

However, Shen Yuan was a seasoned veteran of the drinking scene. He was experienced and could be called a cunning old fox. He could speak to people in a way that suited them, and not only did he not reveal anything, he also managed to extract some information from them.

This left everyone feeling frustrated, but also increasingly convinced that this kid was no ordinary person.

After a hearty meal, Shen Yuan bid farewell to everyone. As he left the room, he saw a familiar face.

This man had a goatee and was not particularly striking in appearance, but his eyes were long and bright, as if they could see right through people's hearts. He was none other than Fan Zhuo, the head steward of the horse stables, whom he had met on the day he first arrived at Huarong Mansion.

Shen Yuan immediately stepped forward and bowed respectfully:

"Your subordinate, Shen Yuan, greets Chief Steward Fan!"

Although he was only responsible to Hua Qinglian and did not need to pay attention to the orders of other managers or stewards, Fan Zhuo was, strictly speaking, his superior, and he would inevitably have to deal with him in the future, so he should maintain a proper attitude and greet him.

"You're Shen Yuan?"

Fan Zhuo stopped, squinted, and looked Shen Yuan up and down before revealing a smile: "Not bad, tall and handsome, with good potential. You are indeed a young talent. Keep up the good work. It's your good fortune to be valued by the young lady."

After saying that, he nodded slightly, turned and left, clearly not intending to say anything more to Shen Yuan.

"Please take care, Steward Fan. I will not see you off."

Shen Yuan's smile remained unchanged as he watched Fan Zhuo leave. He only lowered his hand after the other party had gone far away, showing no surprise at the other party's seemingly polite but actually somewhat distant attitude.

Yinling'er had said that although the horse farm was jointly owned by the first, second, and third branches of the family, the head steward, Fan Zhuo, was from the third branch, while Shen Yuan was from the second branch. Therefore, she naturally didn't like Shen Yuan, who was a subordinate who only obeyed orders and not orders. She only treated Shen Yuan with some respect and courtesy because of Hua Qinglian.

The other party's meaning is very clear: you do your thing, I'll do mine, and it's best if we don't interfere with each other on a regular basis.

This was exactly what Shen Yuan wanted.

After all, nobody wants to have an extra mother-in-law on their shoulders.

As the head steward of the horse stables, Fan Zhuo might not succeed if he set his sights on Shen Yuan, but he would definitely cause trouble.

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