Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Storm Is Coming

"Smack-" Shen Zhongyuan slapped the table. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

"This Zhongping is so powerful, he has opened more than a dozen restaurants in a row, and the operation is orderly, and the pastries are endless, and even the so-called ...... The VIP room is also so popular, Zhongping, I really underestimate you. Shen Zhongyuan looked out the window, with mixed emotions in his eyes.

"The eldest prince, as far as I know, more than eighty percent of my Shen Mansion's pastry business in Lin'an City was robbed by the little prince this time, and the loss of silver is not too much at present, but...... I'm afraid of the future. Liu San complained to Shen Zhongyuan with a worried face, as if he Liu San had his eyes on the overall situation and had rich experience in shopping malls.

Shen Zhongyuan glanced at Liu San deeply, what Liu San said was not unreasonable, Shen An was in Lin'an City at the moment, at least the business of Lin'an City Shen Mansion had already lost to Shen An. He Shen Zhongyuan has always had a talent for business, and he is deeply loved by Shen Dingyong, Shen An's more than a dozen restaurants can operate normally in a very short period of time, and they can make a lot of money, he knows what this means, and now, he can be regarded as knowing some Shen An.

Shen An's poetry is good, and his business talent is even better, what is **************? In his opinion, Shen An was like this, even if he didn't want to admit it.

"Zhongping, I want to see how good my half-brother is, are you amazing? Or am I ruthless? Shen Zhongyuan's gaze seemed to fall on Shen An through the layers of obstacles outside the window.

……

Shen An was moving around the courtyard as always, and recently he found that while practicing the inner strength and mind method, he was slowly playing Tai Chi, and the cultivation effect was excellent.

"Zhongping, Sister Mingzhu has news from the restaurant, this time more than a dozen of our restaurants have opened, and the daily sales have reached more than 5,000 taels." Mo Wan'er seems to have regarded this place as her own home, and cleaned up the yard and house.

In fact, Mo Wan'er is happy to do this, in this small courtyard, he just likes to see Shen An's figure, every morning, that figure will play a set of boxing techniques in the courtyard slowly. The only pity is that she won't stay here for a long time, Xiaohe's condition will improve a little and she will leave, and she won't have to change with Li Mingzhu after the restaurant stabilizes, thinking of this, Mo Wan'er was slightly lost.

"Yes, it seems that the shopkeeper Tang and several other shopkeepers are still a little capable, I don't understand how the Shen Mansion could bury such an excellent talent." After Shen An finished a set of boxing techniques, he sat down on the rocking chair and lay down, taking a sip of tea.

"It's really thanks to the shopkeeper Tang, but it's also thanks to Sister Mingzhu who has been working hard over there to take care of it, and fortunately we have Zhongping in charge, hehe. Without Zhongping's idea, it wouldn't have gone so well. ”

Gu Lin's medicine Shen An has already gone to get it, and now Xiaohe's body has improved a lot after taking that medicine, except that her face is still a little pale, and some of the easy work at home has been taken over by her, Shen An has tried to stop it, but Xiaohe always smiled: "Uncle, you just stay, these things Xiaohe can do, Xiaohe's illness is much better." Shen Anqiang couldn't help Xiaohe, so he followed her.

At night, it rained heavily, but fortunately Mo Wan'er had returned home before this, Li Mingzhu also came back from the restaurant, the rainstorm came without any warning, although the mountain rain is about to come and the wind is full of buildings, but tonight's rainstorm is said to fall, dark clouds are pressing, the air is dull, and a few rolling thunders are followed by torrential rain.

Whoa, whoa, whoa--

The eaves of the house flowed like a stream, Xiaohe returned to the house with a bunch of clothes that had been washed during the day, and Li Mingzhu returned home and was still busy keeping account books for a while. Shen An sat leisurely on the side, squinting, looking at Li Mingzhu's serious bookkeeping, looking at Xiaohe hugging a lot of clothes, he suddenly felt that being the shopkeeper was a very clear choice, so be it, be busy and happy.

A flash of lightning flashed through the sky, and a remote alley in Lin'an City was instantly shaken like day.

In a room where candles flickered, a strong man like an iron tower sat upright. The muscles of the strong man protruded like a dragon, and he could feel a strong force in the muscles.

The strong man's eyes narrowed slightly, and he stared at an old man in front of him.

"Liu San, is this your personal vendetta or did someone instruct you to do this?" The strong man asked in a deep voice.

Standing in front of him was Liu San, Liu San looked at the strong man with a smile at the moment, and couldn't help but say: "You He Biao won't be cowardly, isn't it just for you to smash a field and beat a few people, are you really a butcher all these years." ”

He Biao snorted and spit out a mouthful of strong phlegm: "When Lao Tzu is afraid of things, I don't care if you have any grievances, you just talk about the price." ”

Liu San paused and stretched out five fingers.

"Five hundred taels? You get out of here, five hundred taels of Lao Tzu didn't even look at it back then. He Biao was furious and got up violently.

"Slow!" Liu San motioned to He Biao to calm down, "Of course I know your He Biao's majesty back then, but if you didn't have too many lives on your hands, would you be a butcher in this remote alley?" Five hundred taels, how long do you have to earn as a butcher? Moreover, let you take action this time, I have already taken care of it on the government side, and I won't embarrass you too much, provided that you don't expose your previous murder crimes. ”

He Biao was silent, a little moved, and suddenly at this moment, the door of the inner room was pushed open, and a fat-headed and big-eared boy poked out, and the kid poked his head to glance at the situation in the house, and then swaggered out.

Liu San fixed his eyes and saw that this kid was about two hundred pounds of fat, and not only that, but his height was about one meter seven. He knew that He Biao had a fat son who was fourteen or fifteen years old, and he was very ugly, and when he came out of the back room at this moment, he thought it was this one.

The fat man's face had many pockmarked spots, and there was a spot on his neck with fishy white pus, which was extremely disgusting.

"Dad, you just agreed to this, five hundred taels of silver, and I can marry that girl from the Zhang family when I get it." Although the fat man was huge, his voice had not yet changed and matured, like the voice of an ordinary child.

After the fat man finished speaking, an even fatter woman came out of the back room, and the woman was even more ugly, with her chest drooping, a pair of huge tits/s drooping, and her fat ass almost jammed the door frame.

"You just take this job, when you have money, that Zhang girl has no excuse not to marry our little tiger again, if she dares to say half a word, I will cut her little/son." The fat woman's voice was sharp, and her eyes were full of fierceness.

The little tiger turned around and smiled at his mother-in-law, remembering the bright appearance of the Zhang family's girl, he licked his lips unconsciously.

He Biao glanced at Xiaohu dotingly, and then said to Liu San in a deep voice: "I took your job!" ”