Chapter 97 Are you sick? (Please subscribe~) From the beginning to the end, Qin Yao never regarded Chenghuang Street as his forbidden area, let alone what other shops opened on this street. As long as you do good business, it doesn't matter even if you open a brothel, but only opium dens are not allowed! People can be bad, but they cannot be so bad that they are inhumane. Smoking is a poison that kills people. Not to mention this era, even in the future era, are there many examples of children and wives being sold for a puff of smoke? Let’s not mention justice or conscience, let’s talk about influence. It doesn't matter if you try this, you are on the road of no return. By then, under the control of drug addiction, what else can't be done, and what can't be sold? Taken more broadly, will the guests who come to Chenghuang Street become curious and take a sip with the intention of giving it a try? And as more and more people smoke, what will Chenghuang Street look like? Some things, once you open an opening, you can predict the future. Only by blocking this thing from the source and not giving it a chance to test human nature can future collapse be avoided.
After all, human nature cannot stand the test! … Near Chenghuang Department Store. Su Lun, who was wearing a suit and leather tie, ran forward and backward to direct the decoration of the store. In the past two days, he almost broke down the door of the police station. He contacted multiple departments and contacts in an attempt to seek official help. However, I don’t know whether the police chiefs in this city are really honest and upright, or whether they are under some kind of power. There is not even anyone willing to give him a definite answer. It is a pity that the whole country is now in a treacherous situation, and no warlord dares to easily provoke a war. Otherwise, if the city is captured and guns clear the way, how can there be such trouble? “Bang!” “Bang bang bang…” Just as he was lamenting this, a group of muscular, turban-covered men suddenly rushed into the door with various weapons. They beat people and smashed things when they saw them. They scared a group of workers who screamed and ran away with their heads in their hands. . "Who are you? Do you know who I am?!" Perhaps because of the confidence brought by the warlord, Su Lun was not frightened in his heart. Instead, he was filled with anger and shouted loudly. "boom!" What responded to him was a wooden stick that grew bigger and bigger in his pupils and hit his head hard. I don’t know how long it took, Su Lun, who had a splitting headache, slowly opened his eyes and saw that he was lying on a hospital bed. Not far away, several military uniforms were teasing the hospital nurses with playful smiles. “Why am I here?” He covered his head and tried to sit up. Hearing his voice, several soldiers in uniform quickly became serious and strode to the hospital bed. “Mr. Su, someone called the police, and we brought you here after we dispatched the police.” Su Lun suppressed his headache and asked in a deep voice: "Is the investigation clear? Who did it?" “The incident happened suddenly, and the people had their faces covered, so no witnesses could be found…”
“In other words, you didn’t find out anything?” Su Lun interrupted. “You can say that.” Junzhi sighed helplessly. Su Lun gritted his teeth and said, "I know who did it. Do you have the guts to follow me and arrest them?" Several military uniforms looked at each other, and one of them asked: "Who does Mr. Su suspect?" “Chenghuang Department Store, Ren Tingting!” The soldiers in uniform suddenly fell silent. After a long time, the leader said seriously: "Mr. Su, you can't talk nonsense. Do you have any evidence?" … The next day, early morning. Su Lun, with his head wrapped in gauze, walked into a marshal's mansion with a "rich man's gold" tone, and found his boss, Mr. Qian, who was then an aide to the marshal's mansion. “Didn’t you go to the border city to explore the market? What’s the matter with the injury on your head?” Mr. Qian’s real name is Qian Guangzhao. He is in his forties. He wears a set of Confucian clothes and a long gown. He is elegant and has a capable temperament. “Counsel Qian, I was beaten back.” Su Lun said with a bitter smile. Qian Guangzhao's expression remained unchanged, and he said calmly: "You are doing business. If business is not done with integrity, why would someone beat you?" Su Lun took a breath silently and said: "There is a Chenghuang Street in the city, and there is a department store on the street, and the business is booming! I took a fancy to this place and wanted to apply for a smoking counter, but was flatly rejected. As the next best thing, I bought two shops next to the building and were renovating them, but the shops were damaged. Ren Tingting from Chenghuang Department Store made it clear that she didn’t want to see the big cigarette business. " “What did the police department say?” Qian Guangming asked softly. "What else can I say? The police department has been bribed by the department store, and no one cares about it at all." Su Lun spread his hands. Qian Guangzhao was silent for a moment and then said: "Go find Duan Shirui, send a team of troops over, smash the Chenghuang Department Store building, and put up a flag in the building. Those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes. We have nothing in Fucheng." , Are you still afraid of fighting them to the death?” Su Lun paused for a moment and then said hesitantly: "Over there at the police station..." "I will release as many brothers as I arrest, so you can act with confidence." Qian Guangguang said, changing the subject: "Xiao Lun, you have to understand that doing cigarette business is not a good business. You have to be ruthless. If you are hard enough and fierce enough, like a nail standing upside down on the ground, no one dares to touch it, so that you can have room for development. This action is called "The Raptor Crosses the River!" Fucheng. Chenghuang Street. Xiao Zhuo was wearing a slim black suit. He pushed open the wooden door of the fitting room of the department store. Holding a slender cigarette between his slender fingers, he came to Qin Yao step by step and asked with a smile: "I look good in this..." ?" Qin Yao looked at her blankly, and for a moment, he seemed to have returned to the future... Although new ideas and trends have swept across the country, suits are not available for women so far. The main clothing for women is still coats, skirts, and increasingly sophisticated cheongsams. Qin Yao did not expect that Xiao Zhuo was not interested in those coats and skirts at all. After choosing two cheongsams, he actually walked out of the fitting room wearing a men's suit... “Judging from your reaction, it should be pretty good.” Xiaozhuo pursed his lips and smiled, twirling the cigarette with his fingers nimbly, and asked the waiter on the side: "Is there a women's version of this kind of clothes?"
The boss was nearby, and the waiter was obviously a little nervous. He stammered: "There are no women's models, miss." Xiao Zhuo was slightly disappointed: "That's it!" “Go find a tailor.” Qin Yao ordered. The waiter was slightly startled, and then quickly responded: "Yes, the big boss..." “Why are you looking for a tailor? Do you know how to design clothes?” Xiao Zhuo asked in surprise. Qin Yao smiled slightly: "I understand a little, I understand a little." Xiao Zhuo’s beautiful eyes flashed and she smiled: “If you can design a set of clothes that satisfy me, I will agree to a condition.” Qin Yao pursed his lips and said to the second waiter who came over: "Bring a pen and paper..." Shortly after. An old tailor took a piece of white paper from Qin Yao's hand, pointed to the pattern of a long black suit on it and said: "Mr. Qin, I can still understand the western skirt you designed, but what do the long socks... mean? " Qin Yao glanced down and said with a smile: "These are not just socks, but... black torn socks." ?? The old tailor looked confused: "Is it cold-proof?" “Black tear, black tear, of course it is for tearing!” Qin Yao looked up at the female ghost in a suit with a pretty face and said with a chuckle. Old tailor: “???” What's wrong with you? ! (End of this chapter)