Chapter 430 Conditions

Uncle Ya stroked his beard and sighed: "We still have to respect public opinion, so so be it."

With these words, all crises disappeared.

When he passed by me, Uncle Ya gave me a look.

A few of us quickly followed him out the door.

On the way, I couldn't help but ask: "Why do you want to give him a chance to breathe?"

"Aren't you afraid of a resurgence?"

There was wind at Uncle Ya's feet, and he responded: "The dog will not only jump over the wall when he is anxious, but he can also bite people. He has reached this point now, and we can't force him anymore."

When he said this, I couldn't understand it even more: "He's already like this, and he doesn't have the capital to turn around, right?"

Uncle Ya suddenly stopped and turned to look at me seriously.

"Are you afraid that he is holding you ***?"

As soon as I said these words, I suddenly felt a chill on my back.

This idea is something I have never thought of.

Uncle Ya chuckled a few times: "Compared to completely destroying him, wouldn't it be nice for you to step on his shoulders and take another step forward?"

"Snapped!"

Uncle Ya gently poked my chest with his fan and said something mysteriously.

"Don't run around lately, good things are coming to you."

Before I could ask further questions, Uncle Ya had already walked out with a big stride.

Preventing the yellow-robed Taoist priests from joining the Changchun Society is tantamount to preserving the foundation.

It's a lot of work, but it's worth it.

However, I dare not stop at all.

The matter of inspiration is not finished yet!

I gathered the borrowed people together. Fortunately, no one was injured and I was able to explain to the leader.

Swallows transport us back to the Inspiration View in a truck.

This time, Master Zhike did not stop me and allowed me to enter the master's mansion.

The leader was sitting in the middle of the hall, chanting beads with one hand and looking at me calmly.

"Hey, are you returning in triumph, or are you here to pay compensation?"

I strolled over to him, sat down and said, "No one is hurt, I will return them all."

"When I left, you asked me which class of people I was. Do you have an answer now?"

The leader sneered a few times and shook his head: "If you can't even protect them, then you really deserve the name of a little god."

"You're still sitting down?" He looked me up and down: "You mean, do you have anything else?"

I was stunned when he asked this question. Isn't this nonsense?

"What do you think about what happened last time?"

The leader shook his legs: "Are you stupid, or do you think I am stupid?"

"Just such a stupid thing can prove your ability? You just want to sit in my position?"

I stared at him for a while and whispered, "What do you mean?"

He tilted his body and came closer to me: "I want to sit in this position just for money."

The boss made a motion to check the money and gave me a mysterious smile.

I nodded and understood everything: "You don't want money, you want to watch me make money for you."

"Yes, that's what it means!"

"So, you want me to become your money-making machine?"

He spread his hands, and his face was still warm, but it was clear that he was convinced of my intention.

"As for me, I also asked about it. All you have now is a shabby stall. You come to me to interfere, don't you just want to find a backer?"

As expected of an old fox, he checked everything out without anyone noticing.

Indeed, I now need a tree with a big enough base.

Everything that has happened recently illustrates one problem - Monan will become more and more chaotic.

Neither the teahouse nor my stall can withstand such strong wind and waves.

For him to know my thoughts was tantamount to giving him a chance to dominate me.

The leader took out a small notebook from the drawer, tore off a piece, and patted it gently in front of me.

"Bring the money back and negotiate terms with me."

I took the note and found that it only had a phone number on it.

After a little hesitation, I stuffed the note into my pocket and agreed.

However, I knew in my heart that even if I succeeded in doing this, he would still give me problems.

Now that he has found out my details, he should know what I am capable of.

What he calls temptation is nothing more than free prostitution in another sense.

Businessmen always have this face.