Manager Chu smiled and handed the book back to the clerk.
"Madam," Manager Chu said, "Maybe you don't know. So far, the money our boss has given out has not been as much as it has earned, because our boss doesn't take money seriously at all. So, you
Our boss is not interested at all in the actual size of the said transaction amount."
After saying that, Manager Chu dropped his smile and raised his hand again: "Please, Mrs. Tang."
The money given away is not as much as the money earned...
Manager Chu said these words very loudly, reaching everyone's ears.
Mrs. Zhao's wealth is already well-known in the capital, but what kind of wealth does she have behind her to be able to withstand such hardships?
Following Manager Chu's words, the thugs began to shout, and some people directly shouted "Go away".
Emotions in the crowd are extremely easy to transmit and be infected. More and more people come forward, their eyes widening in a fierce and aggressive manner, as if they want to take action.
Yan Qinglin looked at Manager Chu coldly.
Manager Chu didn't want to look at her anymore and turned away with his hands behind his back.
The lobby on the other side was also full of stewards and shopkeepers waiting in line. Among them were two young men of fifteen or sixteen years old, with a large number of followers, standing outside the crowd.
"So majestic, he deserves to be the God of Cai Zhao." said a young man wearing a double-color hibiscus and brocade suit. He had a jade belt around his waist, auspicious cloud sleeves, and soft-soled blue satin deerskin boots. He was extremely rich and noble.
It was Wei Chaosheng, the young owner of Taipingju, the No. 1 restaurant in Jingzhao.
Liang Jun stood next to him, his clothes were a little simple, but upon closer inspection, it was fine moon silk, which was expensive. He peeled off a piece of candy and stuffed it into his mouth. He didn't say anything, just nodded, and looked at Meng motionlessly.
A veiled woman in blue.
"What are you thinking about?" Wei Chaosheng asked.
"I'm wondering whether this woman is more difficult to mess with, or Madam Zhao is more difficult to deal with." Liang Jun said thoughtfully.
"Isn't it a matter of victory or defeat now?"
"It's only for a moment," Liang Jun glanced at his friend, "We have to look further."
"And next time?"
"There must be," Liang Jun looked at Yan Qinglin and said, "Maybe it will be earth-shattering."
"It's so exaggerated!"
Liang Jun stopped talking and chewed the candy in his mouth.
Mrs. Zhao has not been in Beijing for a year, but she is already a very important person. And this Mrs. Tang, not to mention anything else, just look at the strong men around her who respect her and know that she is definitely not a nobody.
And he is not a good person.
Would he be a good person if he allowed his subordinates to put a knife to someone's neck without being reasonable?
The stalemate didn't last long, and Mrs. Tang finally took the people away.
Liang Jun turned around and walked towards the door on the other side, standing inside the door and peeking.
Wei Chaosheng was busy and followed him furtively.
After Mrs. Tang came out, she didn't go far before she stopped and looked back at the main gate over there.
All the signboards of these three shops that have been opened have been removed, and no new signboards have been put up yet, so the names are not known.
Mrs. Tang was standing there watching, a little far away, but she could feel the disgust and displeasure in her eyes.
"Didn't you ask for such a tense situation?" Liang Jun said.
"I don't think so," Wei Chaosheng said, "She underestimated Mrs. Zhao's abilities. People with fists can indeed dominate the world, but she can't do anything when she encounters someone with stronger fists than her own."
"That's what you asked for. To do anything, you need to know yourself and the enemy. If you underestimate your opponent, you deserve it."
Wei Chaosheng frowned, feeling that this was still wrong.
Taipingju and Mrs. Zhao often interacted with each other. Mrs. Zhao didn't seem to be such a pompous person before. Something must have happened.
At this time, Mrs. Tang's eyes seemed to be looking towards them, and the two of them hurriedly hid themselves.
But don't be afraid, there are people everywhere watching this Mrs. Tang joke.
…
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"Mrs. Tang?" Zhao Ning looked sideways.
"Yes," Manager Chu lowered his head, "Looking at his age, he is still under thirty."
"gone?"
"Let's go," Manager Chu said, "but after a fight, I'm afraid there will be conflicts in the future. Judging from their appearance, they are not a good person. Boss, I seem... to be a little too ambitious."
"You did nothing wrong," Zhao Ning said, "You don't need to be polite to such people. Have you noted down all their characteristics?"
"I have noted it down," Manager Chu said. "If we meet again in the future, I will recognize him immediately."
"You don't have to wait until later," Zhao Ning turned around, raised his hand to rub ink, and said, "You choose people of equal height, short, fat, and thin according to their appearance, and then dress them according to their clothing styles and colors. That woman is not
Cover your face, it's easier to do things."
"Huh?" Manager Chu was curious, "My boss, what is this?"
"We need three groups of people like this, and let them each go off and cheat. The bigger the trouble, the better, and their reputation will be ruined. If they come to my place to cause trouble, how can they just run away and be done with it?"
Manager Chu understood and smiled: "Yes, boss."
"There's nothing else to do, let's call in the shopkeeper Zhai," Zhao Ning said.
Manager Chu nodded, resigned and left.
The sound of closing the door was very soft, but Zhao Ning continued to grind the ink at a constant speed, and the friction sound was rich and sweet.
At this time, there were mixed sounds of smashing and cursing in the distance, as well as the screams and cries of children. The range was very wide and came from the direction of Zhengyang Road.
Zhao Ning raised his eyebrows and looked up. At the same time, the stewards in the lobby downstairs also raised their heads.
"It starts again."
"How can we live in this world?"
"This is our capital..."
"Hurry up, hurry up," some people looked towards the grand staircase and muttered, "Hurry up, it's my turn."
Wei Chaosheng and Liang Jun have returned to their seats.
Listening to the noise outside and looking at the small chaos in the lobby, the two of them remained silent.
After a while, Liang Juncai said: "I'm afraid Taipingju's business may be gone."
"A skinny camel is bigger than a horse." Wei Chaosheng said.
Liang Jun nodded. In fact, he didn't have much thoughts about whether the world was in chaos or not, and he didn't know why.
"It's you, what are your Liang family's plans for the future?" Wei Chaosheng asked again.
"I don't know what my family's plans are," Liang Jun said, "but I want to leave the capital."
He came here with Wei Chaosheng today. He just wanted to bet on what the legendary Zhao Caishen was like, and then went to see Dongping Academy, and then planned to leave the capital.
"Where to go?" Wei Chaosheng asked.
Liang Jun glanced at him and shook his head: "I don't know."
"I don't know?"
"My man is ambitious in all directions, let me try it out, maybe I can become a founding general of the country," Liang Jun said, grinning, "When the time comes, you will be honored, I will give you some sweetness."
Have a taste.”
"I think you should take it easy." Wei Chao murmured.
Liang Jun chuckled and looked at the noisy stewards over there.
