"Compensate! Otherwise, give your wife to your brothers to play with. What do you think?"
Zhang Yong’s words are very resounding.
The room full of dancing gangsters became excited.
They have wanted to do this for a long time.
The strong man at the head did not dare to bargain with a fierce man like Zhang Yong.
"One thousand yuan per person, pay the money and leave, get out of here!"
Zhang Yong stood at the door, and everyone lined up. They paid the money and ran away in disgrace.
The strong Immortal had been dancing for so many years, and today he met Immortal Bizhen. He couldn't think of any other way besides crying.
Zhang Yong is destined to have a lonely night tonight.
Fortunately, it's almost dawn.
The next day, Zhang left Jiangcheng and returned to the county.
Boss Feng encountered some trouble. He originally didn't want to trouble Zhang Yong, but now he can only ask him to come forward.
There are a few local bosses in the county who think Boss Feng is making too much and want a share of the pie.
But in fact, the business was given by Zhang Yong.
This group of people controls many sales channels. If they all give up their choices, Zhang Yong will be very passive.
What's more, they are all big guys on the road. If you don't give them any sweetness, they still have the ability to cause trouble.
Even if Zhang Yong could settle them all, it would take a lot of energy and would be endless.
But when it comes to profit distribution, Zhang Yong still plans to do it himself.
"Brothers, tell me your requests!"
Now that Zhang Yong has said so, others no longer hide it.
The boss of the North District Hall, Qian Laoer, was the first to speak.
"Brother, we don't understand what your relationship is with Boss Feng. We just want to ask you how much money you can make for us every month. We don't want to participate in the rest!"
"I dare not say it is too much, but there is still 5 million per month! And it will double every half a year. As for how much profit will be distributed to you, it depends on what you and Boss Feng discussed before!"
Zhang Yong looked at Boss Feng and then at the other bosses.
"What nonsense, this grandson got 70%!" Qian Laoer cursed.
Boss Feng immediately retorted, "You are all making pure profit, with just a little labor. I have to advertise, build relationships, and invest in various channels. I am responsible for most of it. The so-called 70% is just before the pure profit, after deducting all
The fees I get are about the same as yours, and sometimes I even pay a premium!"
"You fart! You are at least 30% more powerful than us!"
Except for Qian Laoer, the other bosses in the hall began to curse angrily.
Zhang Yong didn't say anything and let them make noise. As expected, he heard a lot.
To put it bluntly, Boss Feng’s real profit is indeed only 30% more.
Others are a bit bold and want 50% of the profit, which is obviously impossible!
"I understand everything you said. So, give me some face today, and I will make the decision on this matter."
As soon as these words came out, everyone stopped talking.
Zhang Yong continued, "I will give you 10% of the net profit, that's it!"
"What? 10%? There are so many of us, only half a million?" Qian Laoer said angrily.
"I know that this little profit is nothing, but it's just for now. I just said that the profit will double in half a year. This is my final attitude! Who has any questions?"
Qian Laoer immediately said angrily, "Hundreds of thousands of profits are divided among seven or eight people. Do you really think we are beggars? Why should Feng take so much? We either don't want it, or we can take it all, five million, without a cent."
few!"
At this time, the other big guys were all a little confused.
They didn't know much about Zhang Yong, but they knew that Boss Feng was not a vegetarian.
Boss Feng's attitude towards Zhang Yong was respectful, but now Qian Laoer's words clearly indicate that he wants to rebel.
The others remained silent and just watched the show.
They also want profits, but not by themselves!
Whoever comes forward and wins, they will follow!
The lion's words made Boss Feng furious.
He cursed angrily, "Qian Laoer, I think you are looking for death. Do you know who Brother Yong is?"
"I don't care. I only want money, not my life. You can do whatever you want with me. As long as you don't kill me, I will kill you!"
Qian Laoer slapped the table and stood up. It seemed that he was going to be tough to the end.
Zhang Yong smiled and signaled to Boss Feng not to get excited.
Then, Zhang Yong glanced at the others and asked, "Do you also have the same attitude?"
The other big guys didn't say anything, they weren't stupid.
Shoot the first bird!
Zhang Yong frowned slightly and looked at Qian Laoer, "Are you sure you really want to do this?"
"So what? I know who the Jiang family is behind you, but I'm not afraid. Business is all about making money. It's useless to talk about anything else. If we can't agree on profits, we'll start a fight. Anyway, I have time to waste with you!"
The people on the road seem to be so stubborn that they won’t die until they see the Yellow River, and they won’t shed tears until they see the coffin!
Therefore, Zhang Yong smiled, he had already guessed it.
As soon as he clapped his hands, a dozen beautiful and sexy ladies outside the door, twisting their plump bodies, filed in.
The room immediately became lively and fragrant, with white rabbits jumping around all over the room.
"Boss, if you are willing to cooperate, just hug each other. If you are not willing, leave now!"
Zhang Yong is now using both soft and hard tactics. Of course, he will give sweet spots first and then talk about means.
If anyone refuses to give me face, of course he won’t give it to me either!
This is a necessary condition to keep the system from collapsing, allowing others to work seriously without any second thoughts.
After all, no one wants to be born a traitor!
When these bosses see so many sexy beauties, almost all of them are dressed in swimsuits. They are called sexy and coquettish, with white and tender buttocks.
They all became happy, hugging each other and playing happily, and no one mentioned it again.
Except Qian Laoer.
He knew that he lost the situation today.
"Huh, let's see!"
Qian Laoer was furious and planned to leave.
But Zhang Yong had no intention of letting him leave easily.
"How about it? Do you want to keep me? Let me see if you have the ability!"
Suddenly, a figure rushed in, kicking and punching extremely cruelly.
In just a few seconds, the other side had over a dozen thugs on the ground.
Boss Feng was shocked.
He could see that the other party was very strong.
Because most of the brothers under him are warriors, the opponent can almost kill them instantly!
After killing more than a dozen people in an instant, the man stood behind Qian Laoer. He had a scarred face, a short and fat figure, and sharp eyes.
But Boss Feng couldn't tell whether the other party was a master, only Zhang Yong knew.
He sneered and looked at Qian Laoer, "Is this your confidence?"
"That's right, you useless country bumpkins, how do you know what martial arts masters are like? I have people in the provincial capital who are rich and know many big guys. If you dare not give me any money today, I will smash your facade tomorrow. Everyone.
There’s no money to be made!”
"Okay, this is your choice, don't blame me!"
Zhang Yong suddenly moved.
The short, fat man with the scarred face suddenly turned pale with shock.
"It's...impossible...that a small county town actually has..."