Qin Zhao was about to make fun of Qin Wuji, but saw a tall and thin young man walking in with Hu Yiming.

With the arrival of this man, a large group of gangsters appeared and surrounded Qin Zhao's shop. Thirty or forty people blocked the Qin Spring Soft Chair Store.

Qin Wuji was already stunned, watching the thirty or forty gangsters standing at the door, unable to move.

Hu Yiming said loudly: "Qin Zhao, come out, my cousin Lu Zihong will come to talk to you in person!"

Qin Zhao had no choice but to put down "Jin Ping Mei" and walked out in a square step.

"You are Lu Zihong?"

Lu Zihong was a little taller than Qin Zhao. He looked at Qin Zhao condescendingly and sneered, "Boss Qin, have you decided to hand over the secret door for spring production?"

Qin Zhao sneered and said, "No!"

Lu Zihong frowned.

Xu Yiming rushed up suddenly and shouted: "Dog Bones! Who do you think you are? Tell you, standing in front of you is the nephew of the prefect, the eldest son of the prefect, the eldest son of the Grand Prince Lu Zihong! Have you never heard of it, the leader of the three eldest sons of Guangzhou Prefecture. You open your eyes and see clearly. Grand Prince Lu Zihong comes to you personally to ask for a secret recipe. Do you think you can still hold on?"

Qin Zhao sneered and said, "Lu Zihong, tell you the truth, this spring soft chair business is a joint venture between me and the Zheng family in Fujian."

Lu Zihong frowned and cursed: "I met someone who was ignorant of being polite."

"What do you think the Zheng family is a joint stock? I haven't seen the Zheng family come to talk to me after so many days!"

"I think the Zheng family's crossing river dragon must also be on the boundary of Guangzhou?"

He sneered, looked at Xu Yiming and said, "It seems that it would be a waste of time to come today. I'll sit in the teahouse opposite, you can do things."

Qin Zhao was stunned for a moment, thinking about what Lu Zihong asked Xu Yiming to do, but saw Xu Yiming walking outside the door, waved to his shop, and shouting:

"Smash!"

"Still it's smashed!"

Thirty or forty gangsters outside shouted loudly, rushed into Qin Zhao's shop and started smashing.

Qin Wuji suddenly woke up like a dream. He rushed to Qin Youli's position in the old accountant, took out more than 100 taels of silver that had temporarily existed there, and then came over to pull Qin Zhao.

"The boss, there are so many people we can't beat, run away."

Qin Zhao was dragged by Qin Wuji and immediately pulled him to the backyard of the shop. The two servants who protected Qin Zhao pulled out the scimitar from their waists and guarded the small door between the shop and the backyard, preparing to guard the backyard.

In the shop, the gangsters pulled out their swords and iron hooks and destroyed them. The six sofas placed there were first bad luck, and they were broken by the swords of the gangsters in less than a few minutes. After chopping the sofa, the gangsters also destroyed the springs and pulled the springs out vigorously, until the shape of the springs was completely changed.

Then the gangsters began to destroy the tables, chairs and cabinets in the store. They chopped and smashed them hard with swords and sticks, and cut down all the expensive wooden furniture.

After cutting off the furniture and sofas, these gangsters did not give up. They used their dirty soles to trample on the white lime walls of the store, trampling the walls in a mess.

Even the pedestrians who were passing by were frightened by the movement here. They shrank and ran quickly through the store door. Whether in groups of three or five or alone, no one had the courage to stop at the door of the Qin Spring Soft Chair Store for a while.

After two quarters of an hour of ruin in Qin Zhao's shop, there was no good thing in Qin Zhao's shop.

Lu Zihong stood up with satisfaction and waved his hand to let the thugs leave.

The people who caused the accident left, and the people around him dared to surround him, pointing at Qin Zhao's shop, and whispering to each other.

"The Qin family's business cannot be done."

"The door can't be opened now."

"You will definitely not win a lawsuit, and there is no reason to win a lawsuit with Lu Zihong."

Seeing that all the gangsters had left, Qin Zhao slowly walked from the backyard to the shop in front. He looked at the mess and took a deep breath.

This is really a bit tricky.

Everyone was talking, but at the end of the road, a middle-aged man dressed in an old fashioned trotted all the way to the door of the Qin Spring Soft Chair Store. When they rushed to the door, the middle-aged man was so tired that he was out of breath and pushed away the crowds of people gathered at the door of the store to watch the fun.

"Give it! Give it, let it go, let me in, I belong to this store!"

"Give it aside! Oops!"

Seeing that the onlookers refused to let him go, the old accountant Qin Youli shouted at the top of the crowd: "Boss, the Fourth Master is back!"

"The Fourth Master heard your call from the police and hurried back from Quanzhou. He had already arrived at the Zhengjia store to wait for you."

...

Qin Zhao hurried into Zheng Chenggong's backyard with Qin Youli.

Zheng Chenggong had already made tea, sat comfortably on a sofa, and read it there with a copy of "The Legend of Military Training" written by Qi Jiguang.

Qin Zhao stepped into the main hall and bowed and said, "Fourth Master! You are here at the right time."

Zheng Chenggong said: "When I heard your call from the police, I turned down all the big and small things, and came from Quanzhou."

"What the hell happened?"

Zheng Chenggong is now very concerned about Qin Zhao's sand business.

After all, this is a huge profit business. Just imagine if Qin Zhao gave him two thousand pairs of sofas every month, he would first earn 6,000 taels of silver for Sugang trade. Then he sold Qin Zhao's 12 taels of sofas to Fujian, Guangxi and even Zhejiang to sell. A pair of sofas was priced at least twenty taels, and these two thousand pairs of sofas would have a profit of 16,000 taels.

In other words, if Qin Zhao produced 2,000 sofas to Zheng Chenggong every month, Zheng Chenggong could earn 20,000 taels of silver every month.

Although 20,000 taels of silver per month is not a huge number for the Zheng family, it is a big deal for Zheng Chenggong today. After all, Zheng Chenggong has not presided over the Zheng family yet, but is just a business for the Zheng family to manage the transactions in Guangdong and Guangxi. Zheng Chenggong now has no 20,000 taels of silver per month for all the transactions in his hands.

If Qin Zhao produces 2,000 sofas every month and sells them to Zheng Chenggong, Qin Zhao's profit will be only 4,000 taels.

The transaction of this spring soft chair looks like Qin Zhao's business, but in fact it is Zheng Chenggong's business.

Zheng Chenggong also had dry shares and another income for the sofa sold by Qin Zhao in Guangzhou.

Zheng Chenggong was counting on doing this business well, making a splash within the family, attracting the favor of his father Zheng Zhilong.

This business is absolutely not allowed to fail. After Qin Zhao called the police, Zheng Chenggong rushed over from Quanzhou as soon as possible.

"Fourth Master, Guangzhou Prefect Lu Yixuan has set his sights on the soft chair transaction between us and sent someone to smash the situation."

Zheng Chenggong frowned and slapped the book-pressing stone on his hand on the coffee table.

"This guy! I expected him to make trouble!"

Qin Zhao was delighted when he saw Zheng Chenggong's reaction.
Chapter completed!