His restaurant was converted from a farmhouse, with a shop in front and a small courtyard in the back. People lived on the second floor. There was a hut in the yard, and Zhu Zhiyuan put the big box in the hut.
When he came out, he asked: "Uncle Guan, what happened?"
"Er Mao, I beat him up and took him to the police station. He was told that he might be sentenced and paid."
Guan Shan frowned.
"I don't have any money." Wen Xiang shouted angrily: "If you go to jail, you will go to jail. How many days in jail will it matter?"
She was obviously angry, and her worry was clearly written on her face.
Ermao's name is Wenming, and he is her biological brother. He came here to hang out with his brother-in-law and sister, and he is quite familiar with Zhu Zhiyuan. He is actually two years older than Zhu Zhiyuan, but he is a bit a bit rough.
Zhu Zhiyuan asked: "What's going on? Why did you hit someone again? Who were you fighting with?"
"With an agency." Guan Shan was also a little annoyed and told what happened.
Ermao brought a few people to do the decoration. The latest order was introduced by an intermediary. When it was completed, the intermediary deducted one-third of the money, saying that the landlord was dissatisfied and withheld the money.
Ermao went to the landlord and told him that if he didn't like it, he could change it. Don't deduct money. If you want to deduct it, don't deduct that much.
As a result, the landlord said it was okay and no money was deducted.
Er Mao then understood that it was the intermediary who was responsible.
He went back to the intermediary, but the intermediary turned out to be a swindler, saying that the landlord was just not satisfied. Even though they had given him the money, they had fought for it and they wanted to deduct the money.
Of course Ermao refused. He asked the intermediary for money, but the intermediary refused to give it. There was a conflict and a fight was made. The intermediary called the police and arrested Ermao.
"It's not Ermao's fault." Zhu Zhiyuan understood and said, "It's those intermediaries with bad intentions."
"All intermediaries are like this." Guan Shan said: "Which intermediary is not like this? The one who goes above will eat the next."
"I have said many times that we outsiders cannot afford to offend the locals. If we have less money, we should have less money and don't cause trouble." Wenxiang said, but her eyes were red: "It's okay now. I haven't gotten the money back. People Still going to jail.”
"It's not heavy, right?" Zhu Zhiyuan asked.
"Is it serious or not?" Guan Shan sighed: "But the agent is a local and knows people. He said that Ermao smashed his shop and used gangster methods to blackmail him. This is of a different nature and he will be jailed."
"He is the one who is blackmailing." Wen Xiang shouted angrily.
"Oh." Guan Shan sighed and said, "I'll go to the agency and have a look and say a few good words."
"He must want money." Wen Xiang shouted: "What's the use of saying nice things?"
"Let's see if it can be less." Guan Shan was worried.
"Fifty thousand yuan, just a little less, at least ten or twenty thousand." Wen Xiang said, "I have no money."
She said so, but her eyes turned red, it was her brother after all.
Guan Shan said nothing. He turned to Zhu Zhiyuan and said, "Xiao Zhi, sit down for a moment. I'll be back soon."
Then he smiled again: "After you graduate, you will become a senior cadre in the future. Uncle Guan flattered you today, and Uncle Guan is still looking forward to your care in the future."
What he said eleven years ago makes sense.
At that time, college students were assigned a job, and it was easy to get promoted. As long as those who were admitted to college at that time, by now they were basically officials or had some powerful connections.
However, the allocation of college students was canceled in 1996. A few years later, it was stipulated that entrance exams must be taken to enter the public sector. Coupled with the expansion of enrollment, college students are no longer so valuable.
Of course, compared to the college students of later generations, the college students in 2007 were okay. Guan Shan has always looked at Zhu Zhiyuan in a different light. Every time he goes home, he has to go to Zhu Zhiyuan's house to see what he has brought with him and say hello, just because, Zhu Zhiyuan As a college student, after graduation, ten or eight years later, there is always a future.
Zhu Zhiyuan's hometown is called Jiuquqiao, a small town with an underdeveloped economy. There are many people working in the town, but Guanshan has never cared so much about other migrant workers.
What's the use of a migrant worker? You'll just work until death. You're still a migrant worker. Why should I take care of you?
Guan Shan is a businessman and he is very good at it. He will not do anything that is not beneficial.
"Uncle Guan was joking." Zhu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "Where is the intermediary? How about I go and have a look too."
Wenxiang's eyes lit up and she said, "It would be a good idea for Xiaozhi to go there. Xiaozhi is a college student and is at a good level. I'd like to see if I can help talk things over."
Guan Shan also nodded: "Xiao Zhi, if you don't mind the trouble, then go over and say a few words to my uncle."
He had a van, so he drove it and went to the agency together.
The agency boss was a middle-aged man in his forties. Zhu Zhiyuan and the two went in. Hearing that it was about the two cents, the agency boss became angry and said: "Fifty thousand yuan, not a penny less, otherwise, he will be locked up for at least one year." , If the crackdown was severe in the first two years, hey, then just take the bullet."
He couldn't get enough oil and salt, and there was nothing he could do about it, so he looked at Zhu Zhiyuan with his eyes clear.
As soon as Zhu Zhiyuan looked at the agency boss, he knew that it was useless to say nice things to such a mixed-up society member.
But Zhu Zhiyuan didn't mean to say nice things.
The reason why he sent the box to Guan Shan and asked him to take it instead of sending it himself was because he had another purpose.
The first is to maintain the relationship with Guan Shan. No matter what Guan Shan has in mind, Guan Shan was still good to him in his previous life.
In addition, it is for one person.
Of course, not for Ermao.
But now that I'm here, it's just a matter of taking care of me.
He didn't waste any time, walked outside the door, took out his mobile phone, and dialed Li Hu's number.
After two rings, the phone was connected. Li Hu called enthusiastically: "Brother, you graduated today. I said I would come to congratulate you."
In the days since the Laticia incident, Li Hu's appointment has been official. When he reviewed the situation afterwards, he broke into a cold sweat.
The more afraid he is, the more grateful he is to Zhu Zhiyuan.
I made several phone calls during this period, calling each other my brother, which is called making out.
"Thank you, thank you." Zhu Zhiyuan smiled and thanked him twice.
Li Hu asked, "Brother, are you calling at this hour for something?"
"There's something really wrong, I might have to trouble Brother Tiger."
"What are you talking about?" Li Hu shouted over there: "Your business is my business. Whatever it is, you tell me."
"That's right, something happened to me here..."
Zhu Zhiyuan told the agency what happened.
Li Hu responded immediately: "It's such a small matter, I'll be right over."
It turns out that he happened to be here in Dongcheng.
Zhu Zhiyuan hung up the phone, entered the store, and said to Guan Shan, "Uncle Guan, please sit down."
He took two cups and poured two cups of water, one for Guan Shan and one for himself. He sat down, crossed his legs, and scrolled through his phone.
The agency boss frowned when he saw him on the phone first.
Er Mao and Guan Shan both have foreign accents, and Zhu Zhiyuan also has a foreign accent, but the image is not quite right, especially the calmness, standing there like a mountain, which makes him confused.
Seeing Zhu Zhiyuan sitting down on the mountain, he didn't say a word or chase people away.
A person like him is very sophisticated and won't be too fussy until he can't figure out other people's reality.
Li Hu arrived in more than ten minutes, accompanied by a boy with a crew cut about the same age as him.
Zhu Zhiyuan was happy when he saw the little crew cut.
He knew this little crew-cut guy from his past life.
This man's name is Meng Ping. He is a comrade-in-arms with Li Hu, a super best friend, and they served in the army together.
But he was from Dongcheng and joined the government department after returning.
In the previous life, he was a small boss of the Comprehensive Management Office. Because he was not good at flattering leaders, before Zhu Zhiyuan traveled through time, he seemed to be the captain of the action team, not even the deputy director.
When he is not ambitious, he is only slightly better than that unlucky guy Li Hu. Whenever he has something to do, he drinks with Li Hu, so Zhu Zhiyuan also knows him and has had a few drinks together.
Seeing Li Hu get out of the car, Zhu Zhiyuan greeted him.
"Brother." Li Hu hugged Zhu Zhiyuan's shoulders affectionately and said to Meng Ping: "Old Meng, this is Zhu Zhiyuan, my brother. Without him, I would have been completely defeated this time. I will definitely be singing behind bars in the cell right now. Woolen cloth."
Then he introduced to Zhu Zhiyuan: "This is Meng Ping. The person who squatted with me and pierced the cat's ears. He is me and I am him. But there is something wrong with this guy. He can't beat a fart with three sticks. Let me make it clear first, so as not to Brother, you think this guy is cold and cold."
"Brother Meng." Zhu Zhiyuan reached out his hand.
Meng Ping also reached out and shook his hand.
Meng Ping's hands are very strong, and his mouth is thick and thick. People who hold guns too much have this problem.
