Chapter 97 Are you sick? (Please subscribe~)
Qin Yao never regarded Chenghuang Street as his forbidden area from beginning to end, let alone what other shops opened on this street.
As long as you do good business, it doesn't matter if you open a brothel, but it doesn't matter if you open an opium den!
People can be bad, but they cannot be so bad that they are inhumane.
Smoking is a poison that kills human nature. 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 talk about justice or conscience, let’s talk about influence.
To put it more seriously, the opium shop is grandly opened on Chenghuang Street. Will the employees in the building want to give it a try? It doesn't matter if you try this, you are on the road to no return. By then, under the control of drug addiction, what else can't be done, and what can't be sold?
More broadly speaking, 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, in a suit and leather tie, ran back and forth to direct the decoration of the store.
In the past two days, he almost crushed the door of the police station. He found multiple departments and connections, trying 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 influenced by some kind of power. There is not even one person who is willing to give him a definite answer.
It is a pity that the whole country is now in a treacherous state, 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 sighing because of this, a group of muscular, cloth-covered men suddenly carried They rushed into the door with various weapons, beating people and smashing things when they saw them, scaring 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.
“Bang!”
What he responded to was a wooden stick getting bigger and bigger in his pupils and hitting his head hard.
After an unknown amount of time, Su Lun, who had a splitting headache, slowly opened his eyes and saw that he seemed to be 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. We brought you here after we dispatched the police."
Su Lun suppressed his headache and asked in a deep voice: "The investigation is clear. Who did it?"
"The incident happened suddenly, and the people were all covering their faces, and no witnesses could be found..."
"In other words, you Nothing was found?" Su Lun interrupted.
"You can say that." Jun Yi sighed helplessly.
Su Lun gritted his teeth and said: "I know who did it. Do you have the guts to follow me to arrest people?"
Several military uniforms looked at each other, one of them Asked: "Who does Mr. Su suspect?"
"Chenghuang Department Store, Ren Tingting!"
The military uniforms 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 "tycoon and 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 develop 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, wearing a Confucian gown and looks elegant. , temperament is capable.
"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 righteousness, why would someone hit 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 have taken a fancy to this place and want to I applied for a smoking counter, but was flatly rejected. .
The next best thing was to buy two shops next to the building and I was renovating them, but the shops were destroyed.
Ren Tingting from Chenghuang Department Store made it clear that she didn’t want to see them. Big smoke business ”
"What did the police department say?" Qian Guangming asked softly.
"What else can you 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, then said: "Go find Duan Shirui, send a team of troops over, smash up 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, so we are afraid that we will fight against them?"
Su Lun paused slightly and hesitated: "Over there at the police station..."
< br>"I will bail out as many brothers as I arrest. You can act with confidence." Qian Guangming said, changing the subject: "Xiao Lun, you have to understand that doing cigarette business is not a good business. You have to be enough." Ruthless, hard enough, fierce enough, like a nail standing upside down on the ground, no one dares to touch it, so that there is room for development. This action is called, the fierce dragon crossing the river."
Fucheng.
Chenghuang Street.
Wearing a slim-fitting black suit, Xiao Zhuo pushed open the wooden door of the fitting room of the department store. Holding a slender cigarette between his slender fingers, he walked step by step to Qin Yao and asked with a smile: "Does this... look good on me?"
Qin Yao stared blankly Looking at her, for a moment, I felt like I was back in the future...
Although new ideas and new trends have swept across the country, suits are not available for women so far, and the main clothing for women is still the same. It’s coats, skirts, and increasingly sophisticated cheongsams.
Qin Yao didn't expect that Xiaozhuo 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."
Xiao Zhuo pursed his lips and smiled, turning the cigarette nimbly with his fingers, pointing towards The waiter at the side asked: "Is there a women's version of this kind of clothes?"
With the big boss nearby, the waiter was obviously a little nervous and stammered: "There is no women's version, miss."
Xiao Zhuo was slightly disappointed: "That's it!"
"Go find a tailor." Qin Yao ordered.
The waiter was slightly startled, then quickly responded: "Yes, big boss..."
"Why are you looking for a tailor? Do you know how to design clothes?" Xiao Zhuo said in surprise.
Qin Yao smiled slightly: "I understand a little, I understand a little."
Xiao Zhuo's beautiful eyes flashed and he said with a smile: "If you can design a set of clothes that satisfy me, I will I promise you a condition.”
Qin Yao pursed his lips and said to the second waiter who came over: "Bring a pen and paper..."
Not long 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 it is so long. "Socks...what do you mean?"
Qin Yao glanced down and said with a smile: "This is not just a sock, but... Heishao."
"Heishao." ?”
The old tailor looked confused: "Is it for cold protection?"
"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: "???"
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