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Chapter 279 The Little Man and the Emperor

Just when these self-proclaimed celebrity business bosses showed disgusting faces, a slender and tall young man walked up in the orange sunset and gently knocked on the store door.

He was wearing a green and white striped plaid shirt, a two-row buttoned earth brown vest, and light gray trousers, which gave people a sense of peace and tranquility.

impetuous demeanor.

In particular, there was a chubby orange cat lying quietly in his arms, squinting his eyes in comfort as his long fingers stroked the fur.

"It's time to get off work now, girls."

Ignoring the appraising glances of the bosses and ladies around him, the young man walked straight into the store door and pointed at the clock hanging in front of the cabinet and joked.

"Since we are open for business, there is no reason to send customers off."

The boss of the unknown young man muttered loudly that he had made a fortune in real estate over the years.

Some bosses who looked familiar to the young man's flawless face took out their mobile phones and quickly searched for the report they had read in today's news.

The aggrieved female clerks didn't know the young man, so they just thought he was trying to avenge the injustice of the employees. They cried so hard that they wiped their tears with their little hands and prepared to continue making tea for the customers.

"Then from today onwards, Songbai will officially close down, or it may be closed for a few days."

The young man just smiled indifferently when he heard the provocative words of the middle-aged boss, and the fat orange cat in his arms lazily kicked his legs and turned over.

Some people around him inevitably sneered, does this young man really think of himself as the owner of a teahouse?

"Yes, young director."

Song Yuan, who was wearing a classical embroidered cheongsam, came forward and bowed. Looking closely at the young man in front of her who was more than half a head taller than her, she felt that the boy's real facial features were more three-dimensional and exquisite than those seen in the photos, and his temperament was enough to stand out from the crowd.

Let him distance himself from all the ordinary people around him.

"I picked up such a fat orange cat on the way here. It must have been lost due to carelessness of the owner. I will keep it with you first, and then put out the notice that the orange cat found in our store is waiting to be claimed, so that we can contact the owner as soon as possible.

get in touch."

Li Yongyuan did not pay attention to the changing expressions around him, but bent down, and the orange cat jumped out of his arms, lazily bowed on the beech floor to sharpen its claws, and was picked up by a female clerk and brought in

In the cattery they built in the back hall.

The young man stood up and squinted his beautiful eyes, looking at the scene of the orange cat leaving with the corners of his mouth slightly raised. This was also the result of practicing his mental skills for so many days to constantly restrain his boiling blood.

If he took off his contact lenses and revealed a trace of the dragon's supreme aura, the orange cat that was lying quietly in his arms just now would probably have its hair suddenly erupting, and all the blood in his body would be stagnant under the threat of the biological aura at the top of the food chain.

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Finally, a boss shook his hand and pulled out the report about Shengtang Group's announcement of the heir. He held the phone with some trembling, staring at the photos taken at the press conference, and then interacted with the slender young man in front of him.

People compare carefully.

"It really is!"

Customers kept learning about this young man's origins, and the disdainful sneer on his face naturally turned into flattery. The boss who was the first to cause trouble even touched his head in embarrassment and explained with a dry smile.

"Misunderstanding, it's all misunderstanding, Mr. Li, our Changfeng Logistics has always had business cooperation with the e-commerce platform of your Shengtang Group. Let me introduce, I am Du, the vice president of Changfeng Company..."

"I think you don't want me to remember your name at this moment, right?"

Before the middle-aged boss, who was wearing a gray suit, brown leather shoes, a white shirt tucked into his trousers, and a 24K gold chain around his neck, finished speaking, he was glanced at by the young man's playful eyes and closed his mouth knowingly.

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His dressing style has the worst taste among this group of guests, and is particularly similar to Lugucheng. It is no wonder that this kind of guy who does not have the shadow of his father and has made his own fortune always behaves more recklessly and fiercely. After all,

If you want to fight your way up from the bottom, you must be more ruthless than others.

But Li Yongyuan would not look down upon him because of this, just like the other guests who came to drink tea, although they all had high eyesight and claimed to be ladies and gentlemen, they were willing to follow the rules of this shop.

And this man was the first to stand up and provoke. He had no sympathy for the girls working in the teahouse and had no sympathy with what he had experienced before.

Such people are filled with burning desires, and they have seen through the real rules under the whitewash of peace in this world. They will bend down to you for money, and naturally they will stab you in the back because of greater interests.

But what kind of noble character can Li Yongyuan expect from him?

After all, in a cruel business war, the winner takes all and the loser gets nothing.

If a man wants to take root and sprout from the humblest, barren and roughest soil and blossom into beautiful flowers, he must give up everything he can and pursue "power" and "strength" regardless of the rules.

Including things like dignity and decency, which are lost today because of money, can be redeemed at a price a hundred times or a thousand times in the future.

At that time, An Lushan, who came from a humble background and was illiterate, was not only a buffoon who presented the Hu Xuan Dance to the emperor in front of all the courtiers in the hall, but he also played with Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty, who started a generation of "Kaiyuan prosperity", and completely relaxed his attitude.

This Jiedushi, who held a heavy army, was aware of what he should do, and rewarded his high-ranking officials with generous salaries. The final Anshi Rebellion almost ruined the entire prosperous Tang Dynasty, and the whole country was filled with mourning. How ridiculous and stupid.

Those in power are always trapped in their own arrogance. They only see themselves as dazzling as the sun, but ignore the desires that grow like weeds in the eyes of little people.

Li Yongyuan does not make such mistakes, just as he never blindly follows the glory of orthodoxy. His arrogance and confidence all come from himself. Of course, it can also be said that it comes from the innate power of bloodline inheritance.

This is the gift that every mixed race receives when experiencing the loneliness of "Blood Mourning". It is where misfortunes and blessings depend, and where blessings lie behind.

The middle-aged boss who was ready to turn misfortunes into blessings finally left in despair. He knew very well that Sheng Tang's overly young successor was not easy to deal with.

He even suspected that this guy had not received an aristocratic education since he was a child, but the emperor's royal skills. Those deep pool-like eyes seemed to be able to draw your mind in, and the private ambitions in your heart could be observed.

It's crystal clear.

"Okay, everyone has worked hard during this period. At the end of the month, your salary will be increased by 50% as compensation."

The guests stood up and left one after another. The young man clapped his hands and spoke in a lazy tone. Let alone 50% salary, to him, 50% to 500% was just a small number.

Dragons are greedy and cruel by nature and like to make money, but for His Royal Highness Zhenjun, who was born in the orthodox world, money has not appeared in his desires since he was born.

"thank you boss!"

Several female employees gathered together and smiled sweetly. They had a great impression of this generous and generous boss whom they met for the first time.


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