In the shrine, Zhang Qiang was sitting in the chief deacon's study, drinking tea and reading the various information reported in the various halls.
Each hall of the shrine normally carries out its own activities. To put it bluntly, except for the hall leader or the chief deacon who organizes meetings for everyone, they have no interaction at all.
Of course they have the same goal when it comes to stance issues, but in general they can be said to be different small forces.
So if there is no meeting, the shrine is actually relatively deserted. Except for the housekeepers left in each hall, almost all of them are outside. The owners of those halls also have their own industries. Of course, most of them are clinics and medicine halls.
For the main purpose, Compare Shentang is an underground Chinese medicine force.
As for the management of the sacred hall, the hall leader usually convenes a meeting, or each hall has problems reported to the superior. Of course, generally, each hall can solve the problem of money by itself, and it will be paid regularly every month, so generally
These are all pioneering requests, such as the hall leader applying for retreat, or the hall deciding to open a new clinic or medicine hall.
It took a whole morning for Zhang Qiang to read half of the application. He also chose to outline some of the materials. After all, it was the hall leader Ouyang Wei who made the final decision, and what Zhang Qiang wanted to do was to highlight the key points and save the hall.
Lord read those words that make no sense.
Seeing Zhang Qiang's work, Feng Yongkuan, the deputy general manager on the side, sighed to himself. After all, he was sitting in that position originally. In comparison, Zhang Qiang's work was much more detailed.
Of course, this is also closely related to high returns. After all, no one is willing to devote all their energy to a low-paying job. Only when people do not worry about money can they better stimulate their potential to do things.
"Yongkuan, please organize these materials, save them in folders, and mark them so that they can be reviewed easily when the hall master leaves the customs." Zhang Qiang said.
"Yes, Chief Deacon." Speaking from his heart, Feng Yongkuan was still unhappy. That position was originally his, but now he had to be ordered to do things by a junior.
But in comparison, he was also lucky. If he had agreed to Mi Tianzheng and entered the Shemen Gate, he might have ended up in the same fate as Li Taiyu. At any rate, he was still getting a high salary and doing a worry-free job.
"By the way, there is an urgent one here. The hall leader is not here, Yongkuan. I think we should study it first."
With that said, Zhang Qiang handed an urgent application to Feng Yongkuan. The latter took it and saw that it was indeed a hot potato. It was Mi Tianzheng's application to recruit Shemen disciples.
For the Shen Tang, the personnel management is very strict. Although it is an underground force, in this era, the management of the ancient gangs cannot be used. Otherwise, it will be out of touch with the times. Therefore, Ouyang Wei innovated this point. The original leader of the hall, Gong Gong,
After Zhi disappeared, he started a lot of modern management, such as personnel, finance and various electronic equipment.
Zhang Qiang looked at it: "Does Mi Tianzheng have someone chosen?"
"It should be so. The remaining disciples of the Shemen Sect are all mediocre disciples. Lao Mi must also have a headache. I think it's better to do this. If he thinks there is no problem, just accept the disciples first." Zhang Qiang said.
"Isn't this... not in line with the rules? This matter should be decided by the hall master. If we decide, we won't be able to shoulder this responsibility in the future."
Zhang Qiang smiled: "If you can afford it, if you are afraid of taking on the responsibility of the position of chief deacon, you might as well stop taking it. Aren't we supposed to share the burden for the hall master?"
After Zhang Qiang finished speaking, Feng Yongkuan felt a little ashamed. After all, when he was the chief deacon, he did not have such courage.
"Okay, you go call Lao Mi and tell him that I agree and let him implement it as soon as possible." Zhang Qiang said.
Feng Yongkuan nodded. Since the chief deacon was holding it up, it didn't matter to him.
At the entrance of the Ming and Qing Courtyard where the shrine is located, a white Bentley parked in front of the door.
Lin Zichen opened the car window and took a look: "It's grand, haha, this kind of place is rare in other cities, but there are many in Yanjing, but such a large house is privately owned, which is unique."
Ning Jia nodded: "Yes, most of the ancient mansions as big as Yanjing are state-owned. If a private person wants to buy them, I'm afraid they won't be able to buy them for more than a billion dollars."
"Yes, but what I'm most concerned about is whether there is something inside this place. Let's go down and have a look."
After saying that, the two got out of the car. Lin Zichen looked at the surveillance cameras on the road to the left and right, and decided not to jump over the wall, but knocked on the door.
Soon, when the door was about to open, a man in his sixties opened the door. He was dressed in ordinary clothes and did not have the aura of a warrior. He seemed to be the person responsible for guarding the door here.
However, this man's aura was quite impressive. He almost raised his head and looked at Lin Zichen and Ning Jia, looking arrogant.
It can be seen that the treatment here is good, which also makes this old man feel a little restless, and he doesn't even have to look at people.
"Who are you looking for?" The old man spat out the two words with obvious disdain in his words.
Lin Zichen glanced inside. The courtyard inside was larger than he had imagined, and there was a courtyard gate within the courtyard gate. This meant that this house was not just a courtyard, but several entrances.
This also made Lin Zichen suspicious. If this is really enough for the people of the temple, if there are some small buildings inside and outside the courtyard, maybe two to three hundred people can live here.
"I'm looking for Mi Tianzheng!" Lin Zichen blurted out.
Ning Jia had already said before that the poisoner should be Mi Tianzheng, the leader of the Snake Sect, so he simply said to look for Mi Tianzheng. He knew that if Ouyang Wei was mentioned, the other party would probably become sensitive immediately.
"Master Mi? Are you..."
Hearing this, Lin Zichen showed a smile. Apparently, they had found the right place.
"I am his friend."
The old gatekeeper looked at Lin Zichen carefully again. The young man in front of him was wearing sportswear, and he looked like a street vendor. What kind of person was Mi Tianzheng? He was the owner of the door. How could he have such a friend?
Hearing this sentence, the old man sneered and laughed, saying: "Haha, friend? Young man, are you afraid of flashing your tongue?"
"Oh? How do you say this?" Lin Zichen felt a stone fall in his heart. Now that he had found the temple, he was no longer in a hurry.
"Anyone who comes to be a disciple should just say, what are you talking about as a friend? Do you know the status of Master Mi?" The old man also knew that the Shemen Sect would recruit disciples in the near future, so he immediately realized that this person should be a disciple.
However, he still had a concern. Compared to Lin Zichen, Ning Jia next to him was dressed very luxuriously. Although the colors were strange and colorful, they were all made of silk and looked like high-end goods.
Lin Zichen and Ning Jia looked at each other and nodded immediately: "Ah... yes, I am a disciple."
The old man glanced at Ning Jia again: "Which one of you is the disciple?"
"Me." Lin Zichen said.
"What about him?"
"He introduced me here and is friends with Master Mi. Can I come in?"
The old man nodded slowly, that's right. This man looks very high-end in his clothes. Maybe he is really a friend of Mi Tianzheng. If so, there is no need to offend him. After all, he is just a janitor. The only difference is his monthly salary as a janitor.
It costs tens of thousands of yuan, but you can never find a job like this outside. "Okay, you guys, go in. When you enter the courtyard, turn right and you will see the Snake Gate. Don't go wrong!"
"Good work."
After saying that, Lin Zichen and Ning Jia walked in.
Looking at the quiet environment on the left and right, Lin Zichen smiled secretly. This Ouyang Wei was really dignified. It was really enjoyable to be a local emperor in such a paradise in a city.
After knowing each other for so long, I, Lin Zichen, also came to visit, but this time... I have to ask you, Ouyang Wei, to give me an explanation!
At the same time, Lin Zichen also noticed that there were signboards on the rooms on the left and right of the courtyard, but there was nothing special about the first courtyard. They were mostly security rooms, warehouses, and data rooms.
When they walked into the second courtyard, Lin Zichen and Ning Jia were stunned. There were two-story buildings on both sides. The building was very wide. It shouldn't be a problem to have more than ten or twenty rooms on each floor.
There is a plaque hanging on the door of the pavilion on the left, which clearly says Red Leaf Gate, while the pavilion on the right hangs a plaque with the words Snake Gate.
Lin Zichen smiled knowingly: "Snake Gate... Ningjia, is this the place you are talking about, right?"
Ning Jia nodded and said: "Yes, this must be where the Snake Gate is, but I didn't come in last time. I just stayed in a living room at the first entrance for a long time and then left."
"Okay, since this matter is caused by Shemen, let's start from here."
There is a guard at the gate of the shrine. When we get to the Snake Gate, there is also a guard on the first floor of the pavilion. He is just a slightly younger man, he looks to be in his forties.
Seeing Lin Zichen and others walking in, the man immediately stood up and walked out of the security room, saying, "Who are you? I've never seen them before!"
Lin Zichen said: "Hello, we are looking for Master Mi."
"Oh...I see, the gate security office called just now. You are here to apprentice, right?"
"Yes." Lin Zichen didn't care what he was here for, he just wanted to go in first.
"Okay, wait a moment, my name is Senior Brother Liu Yang."
After the man finished speaking, he picked up the phone and dialed a number, then hung up after saying a few words. Afterwards, Lin Zichen and Ning Jia stood there for about four or five minutes, while a man in his thirties yawned lazily.
Went downstairs.
"Are you the only one who becomes my disciple?" asked the disciple named Liu Yang.
"Haha, it's us." Lin Zichen laughed.
Liu Yang glanced at him and said, "Come, come with me."
After saying that, he walked to a room on the first floor, opened the door and said, "The owner is taking a nap, please wait inside for a while."
Lin Zichen walked to the door and looked inside. It was an empty room, not even a sofa, only a few broken wooden chairs, and the chairs were still full of dust.
"Haha, then...how long will he sleep?" Lin Zichen asked.
Liu Yang frowned: "I know Manna, I asked you to wait for a while, why are you talking so much nonsense!"
"If he sleeps until three or four in the afternoon, wouldn't we have to wait here for three or four hours?" Lin Zichen said with a smile.
"What, you don't want to wait? Then get out, do you think our Shemen is begging you? I don't know where the mountain cannon came from!" After saying that, Liu Yang turned around and left, but Lin Zichen grabbed him by the collar.
, maybe it was too much power, and it made this guy's face turn red for a moment.
"You...bastard, are you looking for death?"
Lin Zichen smiled and clamped Liu Yang's throat with one hand: "I don't have the patience to wait, take me to find him."