The owner of the barbecue restaurant in the night market didn't know Zhu Yongshun before, so when he heard him ask about Xiaoxin beer, he didn't take it seriously, grinned, nodded and said: "It's not good! A while ago, our market is about to let fake wine monopolize, many old customers say that the wine supplied in the market has a smell of horse urine, and many guests come to ask for Xiaoxin's wine, but we can't get the goods, in recent days, Xiaoxin's wine has suddenly been supplied again, and the sales are serious and good!"

"Let me ask you, who gave Xiaoxin's wine?" Maison listened to the explanation of the barbecue stall owner and stood up directly.

"How do I know this, our night market is uniformly supplied, hehe. The boss smiled and shook his head: "Brothers, the snowflakes are really gone, are you here to be filial piety?"

"Okay, bring me a box!" Zhu Yongshun replied with a gloomy face.

"Okay, wait a minute. The boss greeted with a smile and turned to leave.

"Didn't you tell me just now that except for Maison's side, the rest of the places are normal?" Zhu Yongshun squinted his eyes and looked at a middle-aged man beside him with extreme dissatisfaction.

"Brother Shun, I really don't know about this, I ......" The middle-aged man opened his mouth to explain, but when he saw Zhu Yongshun's expression, he swallowed the next words into his stomach and bowed his head silently.

"Who outside doesn't know, I, Zhu Yongshun, am in Shenbei! Now you have people selling wine to my doorstep! Is this kind of thing that can be solved by a sentence that I don't know?!" Zhu Yongshun scolded with a stiff neck.

"Brother Shun, I was wrong. "The middle-aged didn't dare to speak at all.

"Don't say it's useless, starting tomorrow, the market here in Shenbei will let Haifeng be in charge, you can send the wine again!" Zhu Yongshun threw down a sentence with a cold face, and then picked up the mobile phone in front of him: "Where are you...... I'm in the night market, you come here, I have something to do with you...... Don't ask, let's meet, I'm at Jinzhou seafood barbecue!"

After the phone call, Zhu Yongshun threw the mobile phone on the table at random, and waited with a cold face, during this period, the owner of the barbecue restaurant also put all the supper ordered by everyone, but Zhu Yongshun didn't move, reached out and pushed the plate on the table aside, and pointed to the empty table: "Bring the wine up, put it here!"

"Hey!" Maison heard this, and directly placed the cardboard box of Hyoshin Stirring Beer in the middle of the table.

About twenty minutes or so, a Cadillac parked in the night market parking lot, and then a middle-aged man who was less than forty years old, with a relatively well-proportioned figure, and packed up the oily noodles, walked towards the seafood barbecue with a handbag in his arm, this middle-aged man is called Zhai Bao, one of the shareholders of the night market, and also Dai Yizhao's old brother-in-law, Zhengliang Night Market's drinks, drinks and sterilized tableware, napkins and so on, are all monopolized by him.

After Zhai Bao walked into the night market, before he could get close to Zhu Yongshun's wine table, he opened his mouth to say hello: "Dashun, why are you so idle today, come to me?"

"Come, come and sit!" Zhu Yongshun saw that Zhai Bao had arrived, without a word of nonsense, he beckoned to this side, and a middle-aged man beside him was also very discerning, so he got up directly and gave up a chair.

"I can sit for a while, but I can't drink with you! I have to drive out at night!" Zhai Bao and Zhu Yongshun have known each other for many years, and when Zhu Yongshun first started the fake wine business, the first batch of channels were opened by Zhai Bao for him in several night markets, so the relationship between the two is relatively good, and after Zhai Bao sat on the chair, his eyes caught a glimpse of a box of filial piety beer on the table, and then he smiled and opened his mouth to tease: " Dashun, what do you mean, why do you still drink Xiaoxin beer, what's the matter, you also think that the wine you sell is very unpalatable?"

"Listening to this, do you think my thoughts coincide with you?" Zhu Yongshun held a cigarette in his hand and spit a puff of smoke directly on Zhai Bao's face.

"What do you mean, Da Shun, have you drunk too much?" Zhai Bao felt Zhu Yongshun's obviously angry way of communication, and immediately became serious, although he had a good relationship with Zhu Yongshun, but Zhu Yongshun was a social bastard after all, if he was really anxious, Zhai Bao would also tremble.

"Baozi, if you want to sell filial piety and make money, you can tell me clearly, but it's not appropriate to tear down my stage behind my back. Zhu Yongshun didn't pay attention to Zhai Bao's words at all, and asked in a voice.

"What are you talking about, why do I get more confused the more I listen? What do I have to do with filial piety?" Zhai Bao asked with a blank expression.

"Fuck you, your night market has started selling filial piety beer, and you're still carrying your father's basket here!" shouted Maison from the side.

"Impossible! I took all my wine from you, how could there be wine of filial piety!" Zhai Bao opened his mouth to explain.

"Do you still pretend to be your mother? I've been around the night market, and every stall here has filial piety beer!" Maison grabbed Zhai Bao's neckline: "The surname is Zhai, is it my eldest brother who gave you a good face, you don't know what your surname is?"

"Da Shun, this matter is definitely a bit of a misunderstanding, you know, I invested in this market just to make money, and the drinks you provided me were all given to me at the lowest price, so I only sold your wine, the profit is the highest, in this case, I don't need to talk to you about these useless things. As Zhai Bao spoke, he took out his mobile phone directly in his bag: "This matter is in the night market, and it is really difficult for me to explain, so you asked me to call the person in charge of the warehouse, and we will confront each other face to face, okay?"

When Zhu Yongshun heard this, he continued to smoke without squeaking, and Zhai Bao also called the warehouse manager of Zhengliang Night Market directly.

About five or six minutes later, the warehouse manager in a suit of work clothes rushed to the night market on a motorcycle, and hurriedly walked to the edge of the barbecue stall: "Brother Zhai, are you looking for me?"

"Let me ask you, what's the matter with this wine?" Zhai Bao saw that the treasury manager had arrived, patted the box of Xiaoxin beer on the table, and asked bluntly.

"What's wrong with this wine, it's expired?" When the warehouse manager heard this, he frowned, leaned over and rummaged through the production date: "Probably not, when I was recording the library, I deliberately checked it, and there should be nothing wrong with these wines!"

Hearing this, Zhai Bao slapped the table and stood up straight: "I didn't say it, I am responsible for the drinks and drinks in Zhengliang Night Market! Who asked you to sell this wine?!"

"Brother Zhai, this wine was sent by Xiao Dai. Seeing Zhai Bao's inexplicable anxious eyes, the warehouse manager took a step back, and explained aggrievedly: "I'm just a part-time worker, only responsible for the warehouse, not responsible for procurement, and this night market is your family's industry, Xiao Dai sent it in, I can't stop it! ”

"Who is this Xiao Dai he is talking about?" Zhu Yongshun asked Zhai Bao when he heard this.

"My eldest sister's child. Zhai Bao heard that the wine was pulled by Dai Yizhao, grinding his teeth and explaining, even the word "nephew" was useless, but directly told about the kinship between the two, which shows that the relationship between the two of them is really average.

"You really don't know about this?" Zhu Yongshun glanced at Zhai Bao's expression and found that he really didn't look like a lie.

"Da Shun, how many years have we both been in a relationship? With this relationship, even if I can't help you in your career, I won't tear down your platform! You wait, I'll call that kid and ask him to come over and explain things clearly!" Zhai Bao was anxious to clear up his relationship at the moment, and picked up his mobile phone again.

"Hey, forget it! Since it's your relative, it's not suitable for me to be hard!" Zhu Yongshun pondered for a moment, raised his hand to break Zhai Bao's movements, and looked at the treasury manager: "Who is the person who asked Xiao Dai to help sell wine, do you know?"

"Then I don't know, it seems to be some of his classmates, I don't believe in this person, so I didn't ask much. The storekeeper shook his head quite literally.

"Okay, you go first, remember, don't tell anyone about what we are looking for you today!" Zhu Shunyong waved his hand and sent him away.

"Brother Zhai?" the treasury manager looked at Zhai Bao.

"Go ahead, just do it. Zhai Bao nodded.

"Okay, then you drink slowly. The storekeeper answered, turned and walked towards the place where the motorcycle was parked.

"B, Chang Kuan is not admitting defeat, and is ready to continue tossing. Zhu Yongshun squinted his eyes and leaned back on the chair with his fists clenched.

"Dashun, I really don't know about this matter, but don't worry, I will send a notice early tomorrow morning that our night market will definitely not allow the sale of Xiaoxin beer!" Zhai Bao sat next to him and expressed his position without hesitation.

"There's no urgency in this matter, wait for me to find out who the person selling wine is, I'll see who is so rampant, dare to come to Shenbei to grab the market with me!" Zhu Yongshun shook his head slightly and squinted his eyes in response.

"You need to do something, just say it!" Zhai Bao heard the words and took the words again.

"You're ...... like that"

......

Early the next morning, before Dai Yizhao got up, he was woken up by a rapid mobile phone ringtone, he looked at the strange call on the phone, got up with a yawn, and connected the phone in a daze: "Hey, who?"

"Xiao Dai, I am the owner of Zhengliang Night Market Wang Ji Huajia Powder, my surname is Wang, hehe. A middle-aged voice came from the other side.

"Ah, what are you calling me for?" Dai Yizhao asked with a big grin.

"That's the case, recently our market, didn't we sell Xiaoxin's beer, it just so happens that I have a relative, who runs a small restaurant, and also wants to serve some Xiaoxin's wine, ask me to help ask! Xiao Meng over there told me that Xiaoxin's wine is your contact, so I want to ask you, can you do me a favor." The middle-aged man responded with a smile.

"How much?" Dai Yizhao heard and felt a little energetic.

"His restaurant has just opened, and I don't know what the benefits are, so I want to come with 200 boxes first, you can help." Middle-aged fluently answered.

"Hehe, Bai help?" Dai Yizhao sat cross-legged on the bed.

"I've been working in your market for several years, so I'll be accommodating. The middle-aged man opened his mouth with a grin.

"It's really interesting, if you go out and inquire, even if my dad owes me 2,000 yuan and doesn't pay it back, I can kick him twice, what are you doing! 200 cases of beer, I'll smoke one dollar for one case." Dai Yizhao picked up the cigarette case.

"Dude, are you so big and domineering, do you even have to pick the seams for two hundred yuan?"

"If I don't pick the seams, where do you think my domineering comes from? Don't talk nonsense, you add me WeChat, it's this mobile phone number, and when the transfer arrives, I'll let the wine seller contact you." Dai Yizhao said, then hung up the phone, and walked to the bathroom with a cigarette in his mouth.