Many of these flower house owners were motivated by the fact that Boss Zhao, who was a leader in the flower industry at that time, came forward as a lobbyist. Under coercion and inducement, they chose to sign a contract with the Ye family and the Ning family.
Thus giving up the possibility of cooperation with the Ning family.
Now that it has become this situation, if Boss Zhao cannot handle the matter properly.
Other flower house owners united to resist. Boss Zhao not only lost his position as the leader, but also feared to disappear from the Jinling Flower Shop if he was attacked.
"I... I will personally visit Ning Mansion tomorrow, apologize to Ning Wuyan, and have a good talk with him."
Boss Zhao's face burned when he thought of the harsh words he said at that time.
But people are under the eaves and have to bow their heads.
Ye's incense shop collapsed, not to mention that due to the increase in orders for Ye's incense, the flowers they added were no longer available.
Even the flowers originally used by Ye's Incense Shop still need a large flower consumer to receive them.
Looking at the entire Jinling, the only one with this ability is the Ning Family Perfume Shop.
Although he wanted to ask for help from the Ning family, Boss Zhao still swallowed with envy when he thought of the huge profit of fifty taels from a bottle of perfume sold by the Ning family.
He smiled sinisterly at everyone and had a bad idea.
"After the imperial edict is given, the Ning family will definitely expand its perfume production."
"The Ning family can't produce so much perfume with just the one hundred acres of mountain land they bought. He is just scaring us, so we must unite and never lower the price!"
Everyone deeply agrees with what Boss Zhao said.
The cost of growing flowers is there, and they can't reduce it much even if they want to.
But if the price increases, Ning Wuhan is not a fool.
"Brother Zhao, why don't we sell it to the Ning family at the price we supply to the Ye family?"
As soon as he said these words, Boss Zhao slapped the speaker on the head and taught him a lesson with a straight face: "What are you talking about? The hotter the weather, the more ice is consumed, and the flowers out of season are more expensive. Ice sellers It's my cousin. I turned around and told him that if Ning Wuhuang goes to buy ice, we will raise the price very high to scare Ning Wuhuang."
correct! And such a skill!
Everyone knows that Boss Zhao is greedy for money, but Boss Zhao’s family grows half of the flowers in Jinling, and he has the right to set prices.
In addition, if this event is facilitated, they can also make money, so why not do it.
"Brother Zhao, this matter depends entirely on you!"
"If you can really sell all the inventory in our hands, we will give you 10% of the reward."
Everyone started to flatter Boss Zhao and said flattering words as if they were free of charge.
"Brothers rely on me so much, I, Zhao Zhicheng, will never let you down!"
Boss Zhao is determined to win.
He decided to go to his cousin to secretly set the ice price tomorrow, and then go to deal with Ning Wuyan.
He has no intention of doubling the price increase and causing trouble for both parties like last time, but at least he has to control the pricing power.
Ning Wuhao eats meat, he wants to drink broth!
…
North of Jinling City.
Zhou An covered his face and walked with two guards in the crowded night market. Drunkards on the side of the narrow street stretched out their hands from time to time, trying to pull his precious robe and beg for a few coins.
As a result, he received a severe beating from one of the guards.
And the other guard... He wanted to hit someone, but he was still holding a baby in his arms that was chewing on his hand.
It was Mr. Ye's new bride the year before last, who gave birth to a baby boy who was just half a year old.
It is said that when the baby boy was born, all the birds and dogs raised by the Ye family started barking. Mr. Ye thought it was auspicious people with their own celestial phenomena, and loved the child very much, thinking that he would have a successor.
Therefore, before he knew that a catastrophe was imminent and he could not escape death, he chose to commit suicide in order to avoid suffering himself. However, in order to leave a way out for the child, he used the token to change weeks to ensure that the child was safe.
The guards beat the drunkard until he cried for his father and mother, but no one paid any attention to the people coming and going in the market.
"You are blind, how dare you disturb my young master?"
Most of the people living in the north of the city are poor and low-income people, and homeless vagrants can be seen everywhere.
Life here is like nothing, everyone is in a hurry, and their faces are indifferent.
From time to time, people with their faces covered and wearing night clothes passed by.
Zhou An glanced around with the corner of his eye, and could feel that there were no less than ten pairs of eyes staring at the dagger in his hand.
After an investigation by his men, he found out that the dagger was originally a token of the summoning order given by Boss Ye to a killer group called "Sangenge".
Sangenge will update killer missions every day, just pay.
But to be able to instruct half or more of the killers to accept the task forcefully, you must have this token of Boss Ye.
The killers originally worked for money, but many of them were trained by Boss Xu and developed since childhood. The names of these people were written on the inner layer of the baby boy's swaddling clothes with a piece of silk.
In order to prevent Boss Ye, he also had other back-up arrangements.
Zhou An had no choice but to waste a dead soldier sent to him by his father and sneak into Ye Mansion, which was surrounded by officers and soldiers in Su Rui. He exchanged one life for another and stole the baby boy.
According to the information from the investigation, Zhou An covered his nose and walked through the streets.
About an hour later, when the night market gradually dispersed, he stood in front of a tavern.
There are two red lanterns hanging at the door of other shops, but this one has three on the left, middle and right, which is a little weird.
Zhou An asked the idle guards to take the vanguard, while he followed quietly behind.
Before the two of them entered, there was no movement along the way. The baby boy, who was nibbling his hands, suddenly cried loudly behind them, attracting the attention of all the masked people in the tavern.
Facing those sword-like eyes, Zhou An was so nervous that he held his breath and quickly raised the dagger in his hand in fear.
"This is the token that Boss Ye entrusted to me. He has a last wish to share with everyone."
Once the token was displayed, many people looked away and continued to drink and eat meat, as if they didn't take the token to heart at all.
Zhou An guessed that these people must not be killers trained by Boss Ye himself.
At this time.
A thin old man with scars on his face who was sitting behind the counter came out. Before he spoke, he bowed respectfully to Zhou An.
"I heard the news that the boss passed away in the morning. Everyone was looking for this dagger. Unexpectedly, the boss entrusted it to this young master before he died."
The old man looked at the crying baby boy and stretched out his hands.
The guard glanced at Zhou An.
Zhou An stopped in front of the old man and politely refused with a smile: "This child recognizes his birth. Besides, he was entrusted to me by Boss Ye to take care of him. I can't just hand it over to others casually."
"As expected of the person that the boss trusts. If the young master had just given the child to the old man, this token would have become invalid. If people who shouldn't know about the San Geng Pavilion know about the San Geng Pavilion, they can only enter but not get out. Young Master, please come inside. .”
When the old man said this, Zhou An knew that the baby boy exchanged for the dead soldiers would not suffer a loss.
While he heaved a sigh of relief, he secretly hated Boss Ye for deliberately setting a trap on him.
Good on you, Boss Ye.
Let’s see if I can use your Midnight Pavilion to achieve what I want, and I will definitely cut off your descendants!
When Zhou An walked into the lobby under the guidance of the old man, he could see dense murder notices posted on the stairs leading to the second floor from low to high.
It ranges from fifty taels to five thousand taels.
As for more silver's high-level killer missions, the name of the person being killed was not mentioned at all. It only marked the conditions that required confrontation, and they also needed to go through the test of Sangen Pavilion. Only the successful ones could take on those missions.
If you fail the challenge, your hands and feet may be severed, or you may be killed on the spot.
Zhou An saw these established rules and became more confident in Sangenge, a secret private killer organization.
He asked the old man who led him to the second floor: "Shopkeeper, who is the most powerful killer in the Midnight Pavilion? I want to make acquaintance."
