Chen Baoxiang was very bullied by his colleagues. In Jinan, his rice shop was never included in the list of restaurants and no one cared about his existence.
Now, the news of opening a restaurant in Grand View Garden spreads, and these complicated events will follow one after another.
"Friend, don't scare my wife. She is from the country and can't stand being scared."
The accountant sneered: "If you let Boss Ma go, he will let your wife go."
Chen Baoxiang has explained countless times that Boss Ma was taken away by Bi Gong and had nothing to do with him. Unfortunately, no matter what, the other party just didn't believe it.
"I have to beg Uncle Bi to let Boss Ma and Boss Zhang go. Now, if you block me here, no one can save me!"
"Okay, then you go find that Uncle Bi now. We are all waiting, handing him over with one hand and letting him go with the other."
The accountant kept pushing further and thought he had already conquered Chen Baoxiang.
If he hadn't been afraid of frightening Liu Yuee, Chen Baoxiang would have taken action long ago. The three people opposite him were not Jianghu people at all. As long as he took action, the three of them would be dead.
Chen Baoxiang had no choice but to go out and go to the inn on Furong Street to ask for help.
When passing by Jinju Lane, Chen Baoxiang couldn't help but look into the restaurant.
He doesn't want Chen's Hotel to become a public enemy of the industry in the future. The methods used by his peers are too shady. Even before it opens, it is being hated by others. This is not a good sign.
"If Bigong takes action, these three people will not end well, and the hole will get bigger and bigger."
At this moment, he was already on Furong Street, feeling tangled in his heart and in a dilemma.
Although Mr. Accountant is hateful, his crime is not worthy of death.
Letting Bi Gong deal with them is tantamount to killing someone with a borrowed knife, which is a bit too much.
Last time, Ma and Zhang happened to meet Bi Gong. They deserved to be unlucky.
"Hey, Boss Chen, what are you mumbling about here?"
Mr. Feng came out of the Guandi Temple, followed by eight thugs, showing off their power and murderous intent. He wished he could walk sideways on this street.
Chen Baoxiang quickly told the story about Mr. Accountant's visit to ask for someone, and Mr. Feng laughed loudly: "These people don't want to learn good things, so they still want to learn to be gangsters? Don't panic, let's go over and have a look. I don't believe it.
A few chefs running a restaurant are making noises and looking for death?"
He ordered four bodyguards to rush over first to prevent the servants from hurting Liu Yue'e.
Then, he accompanied Chen Baoxiang and walked back to the rice shop.
"Boss Chen, if you want to open your business, if you can't control these gangsters, you will only be bullied in vain. A big restaurant has to support cooks and waiters, but also a few watchers. This is the rule. But don't worry,
When we arrived at the Grand View Garden, I asked my subordinates to tell me that I am the owner of your Chen Family Hotel, Mr. Feng, and I will ensure that no one dares to harass you..."
Chen Baoxiang didn't want to have anything to do with Mr. Feng. He was very sophisticated and had a knife hidden in his smile. He was definitely not a good guy.
Being plotted by Master Feng for one day would be like rejecting a wolf through the front door, and a tiger entering through the back door, which would be a disaster.
When they arrived at the rice shop, the cashier and the two boys had fallen to the ground, their noses and faces were swollen, and their orifices were bleeding.
"What's going on? What's going on? I asked you to protect Mrs. Chen, and I didn't let you hit anyone! In broad daylight, is there any law?"
Master Feng pretended to be angry, pointed at the four bodyguards, and scolded them repeatedly.
The bodyguard leader explained helplessly: "Master Feng, it's not our fault. We also said good things when we first came up. These three people didn't listen at all. They talked nonsense. They knew that Master Tian was first and Boss Ma was second. The whole Jinan City
, Everyone has to give face to Boss Ma. In the past, he was a guest of Chief Han, the elder was the imperial chef of the capital, and his family had a yellow mantle given by the emperor. Even the president behaved well in front of them..."
Mr. Feng bent down and looked at the accountant.
"Boss Ma's family has a royal yellow mandarin jacket? Have you seen it? The president dare not offend the Ma family - my God, are you crazy? Are you talking nonsense? The Japanese are in charge now, you mention Han
Sir, are you looking for death?"
Chen Baoxiang watched from the side, feeling very heavy in his heart.
No wonder Boss Ma was so arrogant when he came to visit. It turned out that his family background was prominent and could be traced back to the era of Lafayette and Long Live Lord.
"The Qing Dynasty has fallen, hehehehe, Chief Han has also run away and died... Are you, Boss Ma, stupid? With this little bit of moral integrity, do you want to plant a flag in Jinan? Fight, keep fighting, until you win -
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Eight people dragged the accountant and the boy out and started beating them under the south wall.
Chen Baoxiang originally felt pity for them, but when he thought about it carefully, if he could not establish his authority, the restaurant would not be able to open, and he would soon be reduced to a piece of meat on the chopping board, to be slaughtered by others.
"Master, you are back. The man with triangular eyes just slapped me twice and said that he knew Xiu'er was studying in a private school. If you can't rescue Boss Ma, you will take Xiu'er away and throw her into the kiln over there.
Go inside..."
Liu Yue'e came out from behind, with a red slap mark on each cheek.
"Damn it, it's so hard to be an honest person in these war-torn times!"
Master Feng spoke out what was on his mind for Chen Baoxiang, which actually woke him up.
There are no good people in heroes, and good people cannot be great people.
"Boss Chen, just watch. If you can't pass the level of gangster, you will always be a worm, not a dragon."
Chen Baoxiang thought for a while, picked up a rolling pin, and strode out.
The three people were leaning against the wall, covering their faces with their hands, begging and shouting for mercy.
Chen Baoxiang walked over and the eight people moved aside.
The accountant's eyes and mouth were bleeding, but the violence on his face was still there.
"You hit my wife?"
"Hit."
"You also said that you knew that my daughter was in a private school and wanted to sell her to the brothel over there at Bagua Lu?"
"That's right, Mr. Chen, if you can't kill me today, as long as you give me a breath, I will skin and dismantle the five members of your Chen family, boil them in oil and light lamps, and die a hundred times. Now let me go, let me go."
Boss, it’s still too late. I lived in Peiping, if you dare to offend me, you won’t even have time to die—"
Chen Baoxiang was so angry that he couldn't bear it anymore and suddenly raised the rolling pin.
The other party said harsh words and left no way for the Chen family to escape.
This time, he has been forced to a dead end.
"No, no, no, boss Chen, don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive..."
Master Feng followed and grabbed Chen Baoxiang's arm.
Chen Baoxiang's pupils were filled with blood, and Master Feng had turned into a bloody man in his eyes.
"Master Feng, I have no choice. If I don't kill him today, my whole family will suffer in the future."
"Don't, Boss Chen. Killing someone in broad daylight on the street is a capital crime. Just now, this friend said that he lived in Peiping, which is really amazing. I asked the brothers to take him away, so as not to scare the neighbors here. Bandage him first and keep him as a human being.
Let’s meet again in the future.”
Master Feng waved his hand, and eight people dragged three people into the alley next to them.
"It's so fucking annoying. Boss Ma is a well-known figure in Jinan. He's looking for an ignorant old gangster to watch the show, and his own people are forcing his own people. Boss Chen, don't worry, these three people will disappear soon. Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow
He was thrown into a mass grave and his head and face were chopped to pieces, so even his parents couldn't recognize him."
Chen Baoxiang felt relieved. When the cashier said harsh words just now, he felt that all the blood in his body was rushing to the top of his head. As soon as he pushed down the rolling pin, he was about to let the other person open the ladle.
Apart from facing the Japanese, this was the first time in his life that he had murderous intentions in his heart.
Mr. Feng patted Chen Baoxiang on the shoulder: "I told you, Old Chen, don't do this in the future. In troubled times, human life is worthless. It's easy to buy a life for ten oceans or twenty oceans. Do it yourself, don't you get your hands dirty?"
He said that he also lowered his status."
Someone ran back from the alley and reported to Mr. Feng: "Sir, this kid is smart. He knew that the deadline had come, so he directly handed over his real information, saying that he was a spy for the Japanese army. He also reported his serial number. The person on the line was from the Detective Section of the Japanese Military Ministry.
Captain Xiao Linjue, let us call for verification. As long as he is spared, we are willing to pay twenty small yellow croakers in exchange for his life."
Chen Baoxiang was startled, but Mr. Feng rubbed his hands and laughed: "Okay, great. You can't find any place after wearing iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get here... Go and tell him to hand over fifty small yellow croakers, right away."
Release him and take him back to the Japanese military headquarters in a sedan chair."
Chen Baoxiang was shocked. If he got into trouble with Japanese spies, let alone opening a restaurant, he might not even have a way to survive.
Mr. Feng smiled, stroking his short beard under his chin, looking overjoyed.
"Master Feng, this is a bit troublesome!"
Mr. Feng shook his head: "Old Chen, just remember one thing, no one has been to the rice shop today. I have never been, and these three boys have never been. If someone asks what happened on the street, you just
He said he didn't know, maybe there was a fight between gangsters, and the door was closed and he didn't hear it. If someone from the Ma family, Zhang family, or Niu family comes to ask for news in the future, you'll just give it two, six, five, and you won't know anything. Do you understand?"
"Old Chen, is there anything else to worry about?"
"Master Feng, it's me who caused this. If you don't mind, I'll take matters into my own hands and won't bother your brothers."
"Hehehehe, that's nonsense. We are all civilized people. We are reputable, well-established and respectable people in Jinan City. How can we do those things of sneaking around, killing people and buying goods? Okay, Old Chen, I'm very familiar with this kind of thing, so don't worry about it.
These three boys will never see the sun tomorrow."
Chen Baoxiang pulled Mr. Feng and wanted to give him some safety fees.
Mr. Feng waved his hand: "Didn't you hear just now? This guy is willing to give out twenty small yellow croakers. If I cheat him again, I'll get fifty... Hahahaha, it's so damn interesting, so interesting..."
After a while, two rickshaws came over, and Mr. Feng's men took the accountant and left quietly.
Chen Baoxiang stood at the door, looked around and saw that there was no one around, picked up a dustpan and covered the blood stains at the base of the south wall.
He trusts Mr. Feng, has been in the world for a long time, does things cleanly, and ensures that there will be no future troubles.
Besides, when Mr. Accountant paid for his life with twenty small yellow croakers, he had already half-stepped into the gate of hell.
"Everyone in charge is okay?"
Chen Baoxiang held Liu Yue'e's hand, smiled and nodded: "It's okay. I have wronged you this time."
Liu Yue'e had tears in her eyes and turned her head to wipe them away.
Chen Baoxiang suddenly understood the principle that "good fortune and misfortunes depend on it, and misfortune depends on blessings." When the Chen family was about to take off, these messy things must have disrupted the situation.
Only by being cautious in words and deeds and avoiding the whirlpool can we reach the other side of light.
He patiently comforted Liu Yue'e, got some medicine for her injuries, and applied it to her face.
Liu Yuee was slapped twice for no reason, and she secretly wiped her eyes with tears.
Chen Baoxiang had no choice but to briefly explain the story of "Mr. Accountant was a Japanese spy, Mr. Feng squeezed him dry and then silenced him".
When Liu Yue'e heard about the murder and silence, she was stunned for a moment. She must have said this, but she was also so frightened that her face turned pale.
"No wonder he is so arrogant. He is a Japanese spy? He deserves it, he deserves it!"
"Master, Mr. Feng has been a great help. Please remember to return the favor in the future."
"Master, Mr. Feng has a really big appetite. He wants fifty small yellow croakers in one mouth. I wonder what the final result will be?"
Chen Baoxiang knew very well that if a person like Mr. Feng pried open the accountant's mouth in one day, it would not be a matter of twenty or fifty small yellow croakers, but a matter of directly knocking the bones and sucking out the marrow, and he would have to squeeze out the last ocean.
When a Japanese spy met Mr. Feng, he suffered eight bad lucks for the rest of his life. He jumped into the manure pit and sought death.