Time passed quickly, when it was close to noon, a group of people suddenly rushed in at the door of Tingfeng Restaurant, masked, holding wooden sticks of different lengths in their hands, after this group of people entered the door, without saying a word, they came up and smashed it, from the door to the innermost, when these people were smashing, no one was talking, as if they were doing some kind of work, and no one was hurt.

The leader of this group of people is very distinctive, that is, fat, very fat, and he walks with a fan. Every time the group smashed a table, the fat man frowned, as if he was remembering something. Just smashed all the way, all the tables were smashed, the chairs were knocked down, and the whole restaurant quickly became a mess, which was a bit miserable. After this group of people was smashed, they glanced at the fat man in the lead, and then evacuated quietly, the whole process was quite orderly, and Anping, the second shopkeeper on duty in the morning, had been playing with his mobile phone in the box and did not show up.

After this group of people evacuated, An Ping walked out of it with small square steps, and calmly called a guy who had been waiting for him there for a long time, and ordered, "Report to the official." Report to the Commander of the Transit Envoy. After saying that, he didn't say anything else, but walked to the door of the restaurant, took down the guise of the restaurant, closed the door casually, and locked it. Then he went back to the box to play his mobile phone game, of course, this mobile phone was given to him by Xiang Qingxi, and he and the fat shopkeeper each had one.

Soon, other guys successively took out some spray-painted cloth provided by Xiang Qingxi during the last decoration. The door of the restaurant was enclosed, and the spray-painted cloth had already been written by the fat shopkeeper in some big characters, "The store was attacked by bandits, and it is now redecorating." Then there are some small words below, written, friendly reminder: "The grand opening of Qingfeng Restaurant at No. 16 Guandong Ancient Lane, in addition to providing the same delicious vegetables as this restaurant, it also provides delicious and delicious freshly killed live fish and bottled Coke unique to Qingfeng Restaurant, welcome." ”

This Qingfeng Restaurant is a project that Xiang Qingxi and the fat shopkeeper of Tingfeng Restaurant have been planning for a long time, and there are a lot of modern atmospheres in it, such as music speakers driven by electric batteries and some small colored lights, and then for example, the corridor made of glass bricks, which is quite beautiful, and those glass countertops that can be rotated needless to say, plus a while ago Xiang Qingxi introduced live fish to Shenzhu and found that these fish are not only delicious, but also can make people feel refreshed after eating. Originally, Xiang Qingxi wanted to promote this live fish project in Zhenyuan Prefecture and surrounding cities, but was stopped by the fat shopkeeper with flexible business acumen.

Why would the fat shopkeeper stop it? He analyzed it like this, first, he was afraid that Xiang Qingxi would promote live fish and affect the business of Tingfeng Restaurant. Second, the benefits of selling fish by the strip cannot be maximized.

The result of the discussion is to establish a brand restaurant, funded by the fat shopkeeper to prepare the venue and personnel recruitment, the decoration is responsible for Xiang Qingxi, and Xiang Qingxi's live fish and vegetables are only sold to Qingfeng Restaurant, and the two of them each account for half of the shares of Qingfeng Restaurant, although the fat shopkeeper does not know what a share is, but the equal sharing of interests can still be understood, but it does not include the sale of bottled Coke, and the sales of bottled Coke are exclusively represented to the fat shopkeeper in the form of a commission of one percent.

Xiang Qingxi also planned to get a generator in, but it was too troublesome to consider the problem of oil, so he put it on hold for the time being. Originally, it had not been decided when Qingfeng Restaurant would open, but it was a big news to hear that the Feng Restaurant was smashed, and the fat shopkeeper quickly captured the business opportunities here, so on the occasion of this big news, Qingfeng Restaurant was launched, plus the fish and vegetables provided by Xiang Qingxi, it was difficult for the newly opened Qingfeng Restaurant not to be popular.

After Song Qinglian heard the report of the shopkeeper, he was quite satisfied with the handling of Li Fatzi's matter, and when he thought of Zhao Heyan's graceful body, his heart was hot, and he couldn't wait to order someone to prepare the official sedan chair and go directly to Changqing Tower.

Zhao Changqing also learned the news of the smashing of Tingfeng Restaurant early, although he didn't see the anxious look of Li Da Fatzi, and he felt a little regretful, but this Tingfeng Restaurant was smashed really made him excited. But the news that came back later made his face a little gloomy, how could he feel like he was being calculated. Qingfeng Restaurant? What is this, why have I never heard of it, I only know that a while ago someone rented the largest shop in the ancient lane of Kanto, No. 16 Kanto, after this shop also merged with several shops around it, it has been surrounded by a kind of thing like cloth is not cloth, no one knows what is going to be done inside, how did it become Qingfeng Restaurant? This is really pressing the gourd up and scooping.

When Zhao Changqing was depressed there, someone came to report that "Master Song Qinglian has arrived." In desperation, I had to go out to greet him with a hard smile on my face, "Hey, Lord Song is here, please come inside." When he spoke, his tone was a little inadequate.

After Song Qinglian glanced at Zhao Changqing's sullen face, he dispelled the idea of going in and said, "I won't go in, you just go and invite your sister Zhao Heyan out." After speaking, he turned around and entered the official sedan chair and did not come out again.

Zhao Changqing was so angry in his heart, "What kind of person is this, not to mention that he gives so much silver every month, and he doesn't give any face, he is really a white-eyed wolf." Of course, these words can only be thought about in my heart, but I didn't dare to say them, so I hurriedly walked a few steps in front of the official sedan chair and said with a smile, "Lord Song, my sister is still grooming and dressing, why don't I order someone to send the adult to the house in a while?"

Before these words fell, he felt the place tremble, he looked up and saw that the fat man Li was coming from afar, this person had not yet arrived, and the voice came first, "Oh, hehe, Qingfeng Restaurant is open, Brother Zhao can't go over and taste it?"

Zhao Changqing suddenly couldn't figure it out at this time, Li Da Fat Man's Restaurant was smashed and he still had the leisure to try it? No, he had to expose his sore spots, "Yo, isn't this Brother Li, I heard that Brother Li's restaurant was smashed, and I don't know who did it?"

"Hmph, it seems that Brother Zhao is very well-informed, so does Brother Zhao know who did it?" After Li Fatzi walked over, he glared at Zhao Changqing, and said angrily.

"Oh, foolish brother, I don't know, so have you found out what eyebrows?" Zhao Changqing hugged his arms and said with a smile, and looked at Song Qinglian's official sedan chair, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"It's okay, I've already reported to the official, don't we people still have Lord Song to support us, check slowly, we will always know the truth." Li Fatzi rolled his eyes, and then saw Song Qinglian's official sedan chair parked here, so he walked over and said loudly, "Lord Song is inside?"

"Fat Li, what's the matter?" Song Qinglian didn't want to meet these two shopkeepers at the same time at this time.

"That's the case, Qingfeng Restaurant has just opened, I heard that the fish there is very good, I want to invite Lord Song to come over and taste it?" Li Fat Man bent down again and said with a smile, of course, this fat man's waist is still like that.

"Oh, there are fish, that's good, let's go together, that Changqing brother, you can send Heyan to my house when you go back, and get up in the sedan chair." "Song Qinglian also has a hobby, that is, he loves fish very much, and he loves it to the point of being fascinated.