night.

Red Leaf Restaurant.

The shopkeeper is still the old man who likes to settle accounts with his body on the counter.

His surname is Zhan and his name is Yuan. Because he is old and has a high seniority, everyone calls him the old shopkeeper.

He lived here since the black market had not yet established order.

And he is unique in being able to open a restaurant in the black market.

First, there is support from the black market background behind him, and second, the shopkeeper is versatile and able to handle relationships with all parties well.

Otherwise, just a few rounds are sold in the restaurant every day, the business will not be able to continue.

The old shopkeeper is old and has no ambitions.

Nowadays, you can get a few thousand taels of silver dividends every year and live a comfortable and comfortable life.

He is a recognized centrist in the black market. He ignored any side and did not participate in any matters. He just took care of his own land.

In this way, if everyone has anything to talk about, they like to come to Hongye Restaurant and are usually willing to give him three points of face.

Tonight, he received an order from his new boss to thank the guests behind closed doors and make room for the boss to hold a banquet.

He didn't dare to deal with it, so he asked the waiter to recall all the chefs and strive to get the best level in the restaurant.

Although he knew that a table of good food might be wasted tonight.

The old shopkeeper stood at the door to greet the guests, looking like a good old man.

"Old shopkeeper, please help me summarize. What kind of way will it be tonight?"

A fat and fat white man with a white face and no beard, stood at the door, and was close to the old shopkeeper.

"Manager Zhu, you know my principles and don't talk about state affairs."

The old shopkeeper smiled, but his words were silent.

Fatty Bai is Zhu Sanbai, the manager of Hongye Auction House. Seeing that the old shopkeeper was unwilling to talk too much, he couldn't force him, so he just sighed:

"As the saying goes, there is no good banquet. It seems that I, Lao Zhu, have to take off a layer of skin today."

As he said that, he walked into the door with breath, looking very struggling.

Hongye Auction House is responsible for the deadly items in the pawn shop, digesting some of the black goods, and taking on normal auction business.

The profits paid by the Red Leaf Auction House every year are 400,000 or 500,000 taels, which are the three troikas known as the Red Leaf Boxing Stadium and the Red Leaf Money House in Hongye Market.

Since he is going to summon all the officials tonight, he is one of the well-deserved protagonists.

Zhu Sanbai's heart was covered with a shadow.

But he couldn't bear to see his current status and benefits. He knew that there would be no benefits to come tonight, but he had to come.

He thought that at worst, he would give up some of the profits and would block the new boss's mouth.

Nowadays, as long as you have money, most of the problems can be solved.

In his opinion, the only difference between new and old bosses is who wants more.

After Zhu Sanbai was the first to arrive, other managers came one after another.

When they saw the old shopkeeper at the door, they knew it was useless, but they would still come forward and ask a few tentative questions.

The old shopkeepers all smiled and refused to go away.

He has been in the process of sending off for so many years and has seen the ups and downs of personnel, and these emotions in charge of the affairs cannot affect him at all.

Even if the boss asks him to lay off tomorrow, he will accept it with a smile and will not complain.

If the boss doesn't say it, he will do his duty.

Don’t be happy with things, don’t be sad with yourself.

This is his principle of dealing with things, and it is also the biggest secret for him to be able to remain stable for decades.

Time passes little by little.

The old shopkeeper stood at the door for a long time. As the time was about to be over, he walked into the door, but looked back at the outside and found that no one was coming.

He sighed in his heart, knowing that someone was going to be in trouble.

All walks of life exist in the market, but only eight can be called the direct industry of the market.

But today there were only five managers, including Li Yun, the manager in charge of the invitation, and one of them, the shopkeeper, had not arrived.

"Close the door."

The old shopkeeper gave an order and then went upstairs.

...

The atmosphere in the private room is very quiet.

The new boss was wearing a mask and couldn't see clearly. He only knew that he had his eyes closed. No one could understand his emotions through his eyes.

The remaining six managers sat on both sides, facing the table full of delicacies, but no one moved or spoke.

Everyone looked serious, as if they were thinking about some major events in life.

Only the fat white man Zhu Sanbai seemed very hot, and kept wiping his sweat, and his clothes were almost wet.

The old shopkeeper walked into the room and silently took everyone's posture into his eyes. He said to Jiang Shang, who was sitting in the main seat:

"Boss, there is still one person who has not arrived."

Jiang Shang, who had been closing his eyes and resting, opened his eyes and said, "Who?"

"Xu Sanniang." The old shopkeeper replied.

Xu Sanniang is the boss of Hongyeyuan, and can also be called a madam, who is in charge of all flesh and blood businesses in Hongyefang City.

No matter what woman or man the guest wants, as long as he goes to Hongyeyuan, he will be able to return home with satisfaction.

Of course, how did this woman or man come from?

Everyone tacitly did not talk.

As for the black market, naturally everyone will refuse.

However, after Jiang Shang's order to prevent the good from being forced into prostitution, Xu Sanniang was suffering heavy losses.

If she doesn't rely on gray methods, how can she quickly replenish newcomers and how can she meet the strange requirements of her guests?

Therefore, Xu Sanniang was quite resistant to Jiang Shang's first order after entering the black market.

Especially with Jiang Shang's indulgence these days, Xu Sanniang became even more slanderous.

Recently, she has become an alien innate warrior and has consciously gained support and confidence.

The absence tonight was her dissatisfaction.

Jiang Shang said: "Oh, it's her, so there's no need to wait."

"Manager Li, tell everyone about the charter for tonight."

Jiang Shang directly appointed Manager Li as his secretary, and then told other managers:

"No need to worry, tonight is my first official meeting with you. Please give me any comments.

When you leave this sect, everyone pretends that it has never happened."

The old shopkeeper rolled his eyes silently, and sat in the corner like a mud-wombed Bodhisattva, still moving in all directions.

Nowadays, there is no word that the boss can trust.

If anyone dares to give any advice, I will probably lose everyone after leaving this gate.

On the other side, Li Yun saw everyone's eyes and knew that the boss was baking him on the fire, but he had to obey.

So he coughed twice, stood up and said:

"I believe everyone knows that since the Blue Cat boss took over the market, he has always been in charge of governance by doing nothing and has not interfered with your management.

Regarding this, the boss is unwilling to encounter unnecessary chaos when the old and new bosses are handed over, which will cause trouble for everyone.

but……"

After Li Yun opened the conversation, he became more and more fluent in his words, and even put himself in, and his emotions became excited.

"But some people take the boss's kindness seriously, but they don't take the boss's kindness seriously, and they regard this kindness as a manifestation of the boss's weakness. They have become more and more serious, and they regard the market's industries as their own business.

Not only did he fill his personal pockets, but he also placed people in large quantities to turn public things into private ownership.

Is there any rules? Is there any kingly law?!"

"So today calls everyone to come to make a rule and to give some people a chance to admit their mistakes and repent!"

"Slow down!"

A short-haired man with slanted eyebrows and a scar about an inch long on his face suddenly slammed the table and his saliva sprayed all over the floor.

"Li Yun, you can eat randomly, but you can't talk randomly. If you say that someone among us has broken the rules, then who are you talking about?
To be continued...