Fang Shui Street Steward, although his rank is not high, his position is very special. He is equivalent to the squad leader of Lin's hunting team. As long as he can reach the rank of senior steward and has reached a sufficient level, he will be assigned to other positions at least at the level of the hall leader.
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Therefore, seriously speaking, although their administrative level is not as good as that of ordinary deacons, they are responsible for more affairs, have greater rights, and have better prospects. To a certain extent, their status is much higher than that of deacons.
It was night, in a restaurant on Fangshui Street, Qinglifang, Linyu County.
Linyu County is much more prosperous than Ningyang County, and Fangshui Street has recently been established due to the establishment of the first batch of experimental areas. The flow of people coming and going has increased and it has become a lot more lively. In terms of consumption places such as restaurants, compared to
What Lin Mo has seen in the past is indeed a bit more advanced.
In the afternoon, a group of people arrived at the Fangshui Street stronghold. The chief manager of the stronghold was Lin Mo's fourth uncle, Lin Yuanjun of Dafang.
After arriving at his residence and waiting for all the chores to be arranged, Lin Yuanjun booked a few tables at the restaurant in the evening, with the purpose of welcoming Lin Mo and the others, and taking them along to get to know each other.
"These three are my nephews, Jun Hao, Jun Yang, and Jun Mo. They will stay in Fangshui Street for a while. After all, they just came out of the clan. They are still young boys. What will they do in the future?
Those who should palm their eyes should palm their eyes."
Lin Yuanjun sat at the front seat and introduced Lin Mo and others one by one.
When Lin Mo and the others saw this, they also stood up knowingly, picked up the wine glasses, turned around to everyone on the table, and then raised their heads and drank down the wine in one gulp.
The people who can sit at this table are all old people from the stronghold, who are more or less in charge of things, and not all of them are from the Lin clan.
Seeing that they are so young, they are not stupid if they come directly to the management position. I know they are not ordinary people.
"A hero comes from a young age. These nephews of Manager Lin are very smart at first glance. They are good and bad, so they should learn from each other. Maybe they will have to rely on you for a living in a few years. How can I have any responsibility!"
There was no pretense, they all raised their glasses and drank it all in one gulp.
After three drinks and five dishes, the atmosphere became much more harmonious.
Lin Mo and others were obviously still a little uncomfortable with this kind of wine table culture. They only raised their glasses to drink when Lin Yuanjun greeted them, and the rest of the time they ate in silence, which was quite comfortable.
Of course, I didn’t just sit back and eat.
I don't know if Lin Yuanjun and the others were really used to talking about things at the dinner table, or if they just wanted the three of them to know something. After two kilograms of white wine, the conversation started.
"Chief steward, you said during this period..."
"Calling me brother at the dinner table, don't be so docile. With this kind of morality, I haven't seen you accept less daughters in Zuichun Tower!"
Lin Yuanjun's eyes widened and he said loudly.
It made everyone laugh.
"Hey, Brother Jun, if it's my fault, I'll fine you a drink."
The man didn't hesitate, grinned, poured a full glass, drank it all, and wiped the wine from the corner of his mouth afterwards.
In the Lin family lineage, the eldest Lin Yuantian is the head of the family and has the highest prestige in terms of status; the second eldest Lin Yuangao is in charge of the business and is in charge of the money bag, and is the most kind-hearted person; and the fourth eldest Lin Yuanjun is the youngest and the most generous.
, the least pretentious.
"I know what you are going to say. Please take some time off during this period. You should know in your mind what you should do and what you should not do."
Lin Yuanjun's tone became a little more serious as he ate the food.
As he spoke, he glanced at Lin Mo and the others, and continued:
"The brothers at Zhou Shengjun's place have sent the message. This time there is quite a fuss about the tax increase. They probably want to get some profit from us again. We should be careful not to be stingy with money.
In addition, let Lao Bao, Lao Miao and the others be more restrained recently. If something happens at this juncture, it will be difficult for me to handle it."
"yes!"
They all nodded.
"Lao Bao and Lao Miao are members of the gangs supported by our Lin family in Fangshui Street. They are the bosses of the Tsing Yi Gang and the Ax Gang respectively."
Next to Lin Mo, a tall man with an eyebrow raised his eyebrows and whispered, explaining to them.
His name is Liu Sanshi. He is fat and strong, and speaks with a northern accent. He is the business elder of the stronghold, specializing in selling goods and looking for sellers.
Looking at the three of them with some confusion, he lowered his voice a little.
"Sometimes when doing business, you have to be honest on the outside, but you also have to be tough on the inside, otherwise it will be difficult to do business and you won't be able to continue doing it."
He said ambiguously.
Lin Mo was silent.
But it took him a moment to understand.
If you don't do something, others will do it, and others will do it to you. If you don't want to be done by others, you can only do it yourself.
It's also true.
Then Lin Yuanjun took Lin Mo and the others around to other tables, toasting where they should and building relationships where they should, which allowed them to truly understand what kind of business Lin's business was.
Seriously speaking, it is centered on spiritual field planting and mountain product sales, but it also includes comprehensive businesses such as restaurants, gambling stalls, and grain shops as supplements.
"Listen more and learn more from now on. Even though many of the people drinking together today talk like their father and mother, they actually follow rules when it comes to doing things.
But after all, we must keep in mind that strength is the key. Why are there so many people surrounding your fourth uncle today? Is it because I am loyal, have a strong fist, and am intimidating?"
Lin Yuanjun saw that they knew everyone well, so he sent the three of them out of the door and warned them in a low voice.
The three people quickly said yes.
Seeing this, Lin Yuanjun's expression softened a little, and he waved his hand to indicate that he should leave first, then turned around and entered the restaurant again.
Lin Mo and others returned directly along the road to their stronghold on Fangshui Street.
The stronghold of Fangshui Street is on the south side of the street. It is a large house owned by the Lin family. Next to it is the Lin family business, which is considered the Lin family's big industry on Lin Yu's side.
Halfway there, Lin Junhao made an excuse and took a step ahead, not knowing what he was doing at night.
Lin Mo and Lin Junyang both had dull personalities, and they were not too familiar with each other. They returned home in silence all the way.
The guards who stayed at the stronghold along the way had obviously undergone strict training and knew people. When they saw Lin Mo and the two of them, they opened the door directly. They were afraid that they would not know the way because they just came, so they called a guard to guide them, which was considered thoughtful.
The room assigned to Lin Mo was a small courtyard, which was slightly beyond the layout of the steward. In addition to two rooms for one master at a time, it also came with a private practice place and a well, which satisfied him.
When they returned to the yard, the maid Lin Hongdie had already boiled the hot water. When she saw Lin Mo coming back, she happily began to prepare a medicinal bath. Then she undressed him and took off his belt. After confirming that no one was needed to help him take a bath, he went into the room again and started.
hotbed.
This kind of extremely corrupt life made him uncomfortable for a while.
However, he did not reject everything out of self-righteousness.
This kind of life where people can take off their clothes and take off their clothes even when taking a bath is really enjoyable.
But the gentle village and the Tomb of Heroes.
Lin Mo sighed and watched as the color of the potion in the bucket became lighter and the water temperature dropped. He stood up directly, tapped his toes, and jumped out of the bucket.
You can enjoy it, but who doesn’t like to enjoy it? A gentleman who really doesn’t like the fireworks of this world has long since gone to heaven to become a god.
But it's not the time yet.
'Make a destiny, make a destiny.'
He recalled the scene at the clan meeting a few days ago. He closed his eyes slightly and did not move. He saw only a light layer of lime gray clinging to his body, and a seated Buddha looming on his back as broad as a field.
One of his fingers pointed to the sky and the other pointed to the ground, with a compassionate face. Upon closer inspection, his face was somewhat similar to Lin Mo...