Duan Wenjun suddenly felt very curious when he heard what Mao San said about what big things happened in Wangjiang City in the past few days.
But he didn't expect that the big thing Mao San was talking about was actually the soap workshop opened by Lin Jinglei and Ye Ziqi.
Of course, Mao San didn't know what Lin Jinglei's soap workshop was, but he knew that they were already recruiting people.
However, he reassured Duan Wenjun that the wages paid by Lin Jinglei and others for recruiting workers in the soap workshop were much less than the wages offered by Huang Xiaoming, so it should not delay the expansion of Duan's restaurant.
Hearing this, Duan Wenjun couldn't help but laugh evilly.
Lin Jinglei's soap workshop, he is the largest shareholder.
It's just that he had said it before, that he was using secret stocks and would not come forward, so even Mao San didn't know.
What Duan Wenjun was thinking about was to let these little friends do their own thing, which would be much better than the previous state of doing nothing.
Since these brothers are all envious of their current achievements, Duan Wenjun is not stingy about giving them a hand and giving them a chance to turn around.
If these people can really take charge, they will definitely be of great help to Duan Wenjun's layout in Wangjiang County.
It will even make his layout in Lingxiao County, even the entire Jingzhou, and even the entire Dashun layout smoother.
When Duan Wenjun said that he was the largest shareholder of the soap workshop, Mao San couldn't help but was stunned. "Young master, how can you safely leave your business to those young masters?"
"Why not?" Duan Wenjun smiled faintly again, then filled up the tea in Mao San's cup, and then continued, "Third brother, don't worry, I have my own ideas in mind. But you reminded me, When the time comes, you will also need to arrange for people from our spy agency to be in the soap workshop."
Seeing Mao San nodding solemnly, Duan Wenjun stared at him again and said, "Third brother, have you spent enough money recently?"
"Young Master, I still spent less than half of the ten thousand taels you gave me last time!" Mao San looked at him and said with a smile, "When I had no money before, I always felt that the money was wasted. But now there is so much money. Holding it in my hand, I actually feel it is more useful. We in Spy Shadow are basically people who already have a living and can’t spend too much money.”
Having said this, Mao San picked up the tea cup and took another sip, and continued, "Young master, you don't know, it's not that I'm stingy, it's that I really don't dare to give these guys too much money. Think about it, originally these People are not very wealthy, but they are given too much money all of a sudden, and these guys spend it everywhere. Doesn’t this clearly tell people that there is a problem?”
"What's more! Those little beggars on the street are also very clever and reliable in their work." The smile on Mao San's face was even bigger. "Even giving them a full meal from time to time is enough to make them burst into tears of gratitude." But I gave them too much money, which made them lose their status as beggars, so the money was not spent correctly."
"Of course, don't worry, I won't be stingy with spending money. Young Master, this is what I think. If these boys encounter any problems, it might be better for us to spend money to help them."
Hearing Mao San's words, Duan Wenjun couldn't help but nodded repeatedly.
The icing on the cake is really not as good as providing timely assistance.
It has to be said that these ideas of Mao San are quite advanced in this world and age.
Of course, this is also inseparable from the results of many ideas Duan Wenjun had discussed with him before.
"Third brother, you and Yi Ying are my eyes. They are the key to my control of the overall situation. If you should spend money, don't be stingy. Just spend it." Duan Wenjun sighed and stared at Mao Three words of emphasis and a long way.
"I told you that night that we must enlarge our own situation. You have to believe that our goal cannot be just a small place like Wangjiang. We should enlarge the goal to Lingxiao County, to The whole of Jingzhou, the whole of Dashun, and even other countries around Dashun.”
"Believe me, in a few years at most, our Duan family's business will no longer be limited to Wangjiang County, but will be spread across every prefecture and county in Dashun. By then, whether your spies are well-informed or not, Perfect and If not, it will determine the success or failure of our business.”
"Maybe if I tell you this now, you won't feel too much. You just need to know that the stronger your spies are, the more open my hands and feet will be, and the bigger our business will be."
Mao San's face became extremely solemn, "Mao San, you will never let down your young master's expectations."
Duan Wenjun nodded, and then continued, "You have been so busy lately, and you don't have time to visit Cuiping! Now that the spy shadow has taken shape, I think you might as well just go back to Wang Jiang."
Mao San was stunned when he heard this.
"Actually, everyone knows that you are doing things for me. If you don't show up all the time, it will easily arouse others' suspicion." Duan Wenjun frowned slightly. "If you have an upright identity and secretly rule the Spy Shadow, Maybe it’ll be easier to get you covered.”
"I wonder what the young master's orders are?" Mao San raised his head and stared at Duan Wenjun.
"In this way, after Shopkeeper Huang buys the shop next to it, I will prepare to renovate the inn. Then there will be so many shops that need to be built, and I must have a reliable person to help me manage them." Duan Wenjun stared at it. He said slowly.
Mao San was stunned again, "Shaodong's house, isn't Shopkeeper Huang responsible for everything there?"
"The Duan Family Restaurant will be one of the main sources of income for my Duan family for some time in the future." Duan Wenjun shook his head. "Although Huang Xiaoming is an old man of the Duan family, his abilities are limited. Taking care of a Duan family It’s almost the same as a wine shop, but it would be a bit difficult if I were responsible for more things.”
"Okay! I just obey the young master's orders!" Mao San nodded again.
"By the way, Third Brother! I know that you have pretty good trust among the people on the street. It just so happens that you can let those people follow you and help them find a regular job!" Duan Wenjun said again.
Mao San's heart trembled: "Young Master, are you really willing to use them?"
"I said, if you want, you can find them." Duan Wenjun smiled. "I believe that if you use them, you will definitely have a way to control them well."
Mao San couldn't help but be overjoyed when he heard this, "Mao San thanks the young master's family on behalf of the brothers."
These days, Mao San has been busy helping Duan Wenjun form Spy Shadow.
But in his heart, he was also thinking about the group of brothers who used to hang out with him.
But he also understood that what he was doing now could not involve those brothers.
Those little gangster brothers of his, it’s okay to let them sneak around and get some gossip, but they will definitely take it seriously...
However, if Duan Wenjun wants to build a new inn, it will be another matter.
With his prestige, it shouldn't be difficult to get those boys to help him at the inn.
If they can calm down by then, maybe they can be allowed to work in the spy shadows again.
The brother who has followed him for so many years must be more worthy of trust.
Just when Mao San's thoughts were drifting away, Duan Wenjun changed the topic and his tone became very serious, "But, Third Brother, there is something you need to pay special attention to!"
