Da Zhuang is an honest man, he only thinks about making money, and he doesn't say anything about his work, and the tasks arranged by him can be completed on time every day.

Long-term workers are paid quarterly, and it has been several days since the last quarter when they were paid, and Da Zhuang once went to the supervisor and asked him why his salary had not been paid.

The supervisor was very perfunctory, and sent Da Zhuang away in two or three sentences.

The director looked at the back of Da Zhuang leaving and shook his head helplessly.

It's not that he is unwilling to pay Da Zhuang's salary, the silver owed to long-term workers is not a matter of one or two times, it is really his own master who is too picky.

Every time at the end of the quarter, except for Qian Youwei's personal bodyguards, the salaries of the rest of the people, including himself, have been delayed again and again.

The workers have been complaining for a long time, and even he, the supervisor, is very dissatisfied with Qian Youwei behind his back, but he doesn't dare to say it.

"Alas. The director also sighed helplessly and turned to leave.

The director thought that this matter would be over, but he didn't expect it to be a big one.

Da Zhuang and a few of his co-workers went to the head of the Qian family together, and Qian Youwei went there!

Originally, Da Zhuang and their wages were on the side of Zhan Li, but Da Zhuang and his people did not have much education, and they worked their lips, how could they be the opponents of Qian Youwei such a shrewd businessman.

Qian Youwei changed the topic at the beginning, and everyone inked for a long time, and some anxious long-term workers yelled at Qian Youwei: "I think you just don't want to pay us wages!"

"Hey, that's not what I said, I'll give it to you, but not now. Qian Youwei naturally won't back down, the two of them are on the tip of the needle, and they are about to quarrel.

Da Zhuang pulled his companion slightly, signaled him not to be impulsive, and took two steps forward, "Boss, the family is counting on us to support the family with this little coolie money, we haven't been paid all the wages for several months, every time it's just a little bit, and if it goes on like this, the family won't be able to open the pot!"

Da Zhuang said very sincerely, but Qian Youwei only glanced disdainfully at the corner of his mouth, "Your family is starving to death, what does it matter to me?"

This sentence directly made the companions around Da Zhuang explode, and Da Zhuang also had some anger in his heart because of Qian Youwei's words, and the companions around Da Zhuang were hot in their heads and rushed directly towards Qian Youwei!

Qian Youwei snorted coldly, he said these words in order to deliberately provoke these strong men with simple minds and well-developed limbs.

Seeing someone rushing towards him, he took two steps back, gestured forward with his right hand a few times, and suddenly the person standing behind Qian Youwei rushed towards the big and strong people!

This person was hired by Qian You for a high salary, and he can be regarded as a cultivator, he has practiced a few kung fu, and he beats a few of them by himself, and it is not a problem at all.

After a while, Da Zhuang and several people had already fallen to the ground with blue noses and swollen faces, this was still Qian Youwei's special advice, not to break them, and to work for themselves.

Qian Youwei didn't care about the few people lying on the ground, and snorted coldly, "Toast and don't eat and drink, and you want to do something to me, this quarter's salary is gone, as a punishment for the following crimes!"

If the eyes could kill, I'm afraid Qian Youwei would have died countless times.

The fire-breathing gaze of Da Zhuang didn't play any role at all, and when Qian Youwei walked away, several people could only help each other up, complain, and leave the Qian family's compound.

......

It's a new day.

Lin Yan's small shop still has no customers coming to the door.

Baker Street is still as usual, still walking around the corners, busy and busy.

Life, in fact, is like this, day after day.

In the evening, the sun is gradually setting, and dusk is approaching.

"Uncle Li, are you back?"

"Third aunt, what is delicious to cook at night?"

The old neighbors of Baker Street greeted each other, and the day seemed to pass so uneventfully.

Lin Yan was also walking in the direction of his shop, carrying a bird cage, and greeting the neighbors next to him with a smile.

Suddenly, Lin Yan's face changed.

He heard a series of horses' hooves coming from a distance, and the target seemed to be this side of Baker Street.

Lin Yan can't use his internal strength now, but the six senses are still far beyond these ordinary people.

Lin Yan looked at the old man next to him, smiled, and pretended to be pretentious: "Sixth uncle, you always don't believe my divination ......"

"Hey, you little kid, you know what divination is, haha!" The old man who was called the sixth uncle also burst into laughter.

"Well, that's good, I'll give you a finger count first. After speaking, Lin Yan really pinched his fingers, pretended to be a gesture, and said, "It seems that someone from the government is coming to our Baker Street." ”

When the sixth uncle heard this, he laughed, "Pure nonsense, how many years have we not seen officers and soldiers on Baker Street, and they seem to have forgotten about this old street!"

As soon as Uncle Six's words fell, a noisy voice came from afar, "Let one go, let one go!"

It was so loud that almost everyone outside on Baker Street heard the shouting.

Everyone put down their work and looked in the direction where the sound came from.

"Appeal ............"

The horses' hooves stopped, and the dust was flying.

When the dust settled, more than a dozen people wearing official clothes got off their horses and asked a neighbor who was watching the excitement next to him, "Where is Da Zhuang's home?"

The neighbor subconsciously stretched out his finger and pointed, "The red house in front is it, you ......."

Before the neighbors finished speaking, the leader said loudly: "We are the people of the yamen, and the yamen will handle the case, and the idle people will all be behind!"

With that, the leader waved his big hand and walked towards the red house, followed by a few people behind him, and the few remaining horses who were watching them in this area.

The sixth uncle's mouth grew in surprise, and when those officers and soldiers entered Da Zhuang's house, the sixth uncle's mouth had not yet closed.

"Little ...... Xiaolinzi, you really ...... Do you really know how to tell fortunes?"

Lin Yan smiled slightly, "No, Meng, haha." After saying that, he put the bird cage in front of his shop, and then walked towards Da Zhuang's home.

Lin Yan's inference is very simple, Portman Town is close to the imperial capital, so the law and order is still very good, and no one else dares to do this except for the people from the government.

Da Zhuang is very poor, and the house he is in is also rented, and it looks very dilapidated.

Lin Yan had just come to the door of his house, only to see Da Zhuang being pushed out by several officers and soldiers, and his hands were tied behind his back.

Da Zhuang kept shouting: "I didn't! I was wronged!"