Zheng Zhiqian said: "Brother Hao, this guy's name is Lai Tousan. He is responsible for cleaning up the night fragrance in Nancheng. Fortunately, you told him early. When we came to find him, this little brat was about to run away, but we caught him!"
Zhao Hao nodded and walked up to Lai Tousan.
A stench spread over his body, choking his nose.
Zhao Hao took out a handkerchief to cover his nose, pulled the chair over and sat down.
"Lai Tou San, my name is Zhao Hao, you should know me."
"I have only one question next. If you answer it truthfully, I can spare your life."
"Understand?"
Lai Tousan was tied to a pillar and could not move. He had been beaten severely by Wang Mengyu and Zheng Zhiqian in front of him.
At this moment, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, his nose was filled with tears, and he nodded repeatedly.
"Master Zhao Hao, I'll do it, I'll do it all. It was Mr. Zhao Ling of your family who gave me thirty guan of money and asked me to do it."
"Master Zhao Hao, please don't kill me. I'm obsessed. Just spare my life!"
Upon hearing the word Zhao Ling, Zhao Hao was stunned.
He never thought that it was Zhao Ling who did this.
He always thought it was the Su family.
Because whether it was Su Wenlong before or Su Wenhu later, he offended them all to death.
But I never expected it.
It turned out to be Zhao Ling.
First find someone to pour shit on your restaurant so that it can no longer operate.
Then he sent a message to the family to coerce and induce him.
Zhao Hao squinted his eyes, thought for a long time, and actually laughed.
"Okay, great!"
"My little uncle, you did a great job!"
Wang Mengyu and Zheng Zhiqian on the side were also stunned, and then quickly came to Zhao Hao's side.
"Brother Hao, who is Zhao Ling? He is from your family?"
Zhao Hao smiled and said, "Well, he's a little uncle of mine. Isn't it interesting?"
Zheng Zhiqian snorted: "No matter who it is, Brother Hao, just tell me what you want to do!"
Zhao Hao shook his head and said: "Lao Wang, Lao Meng, you did a great job on this, thank you very much."
Wang Mengyu said quickly: "Brother Hao, what are you talking about? Why are my brothers so polite!"
Zhao Hao said softly: "I know you want to make money, but I can't give you the dry wine formula."
Hearing what he said, several people looked sad.
Taking a deep breath, Zheng Zhiqian said: "Brother Hao, if you can't do it, you can't do it. We can't do it without it."
Zhao Hao said: "I can't give you wine because I have cooperated with the royal family. Giving it to you is against the rules. However, if I want you to make more money, it is very simple for me. I will go to the first floor tomorrow to find it. I."
After saying that, Zhao Hao left the ruined temple.
Wang Mengyu said: "Brother Hao, can you tell me how to deal with this guy?"
Zhao Hao said without looking back: "I keep my word and spare his life, but don't let him stand up. Let him lie on the ground begging for food."
All the way back, his mind was constantly changing.
It started with anger.
We are members of the same family, but behind our backs we use this despicable stumbling block to deal with our fellow clan members.
It made his anger value increase several times for nothing.
After anger comes resentment.
I really want to find an opportunity to take revenge and go back.
Resentment is followed by helplessness.
Because he found that no matter how he retaliates, it doesn't seem to work.
Once he takes revenge, he must put his father on the fire.
He knows how much his father values the family.
How can Dad feel better about taking revenge on Zhao Ling and the family?
So he found helplessly that he seemed unable to retaliate.
Then, he became depressed.
Returning to the first floor, Zhao Hao saw that there were only a few tables of customers on the second and third floors.
There was not a single table of guests on the first floor.
He immediately called Lao Zhong over.
"Master, what are your orders?"
"Old Zhong, starting from tomorrow, the first floor will be closed for renovation. All the floor tiles in front of the door will be replaced, and all the doors and windows in the front will also be replaced, and they will be replaced with different colors!"
Lao Zhong was stunned for a moment: "Master, there's no need to do this, right?"
Zhao Hao said helplessly: "There's nothing we can do about it. If we don't change it, even if the guests come back later, they will feel sick even if they don't say anything."
It makes no sense to be disgusting.
People can eat the large intestine filled with Xiang, and it won’t taste good even if it’s washed too clean.
But no matter how clean the bowl containing Xiang is, no one will use it.
It won't work even if you beat him to death.
The most direct way to restore the first floor to its previous glory is to remove this disgusting thorn!
After explaining to Lao Zhong, he went upstairs to sleep.
But while lying on the bed, I tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, so I finally called Lao Zhong up.
"Old Zhong, go to the family and find Mr. Zhao Ling. Tell him that if he doesn't care about the blood and family ties of the clan, he can continue."
"Master, what do you mean by this?"
"You don't need to know what it means, just say it like this. Also tell the head of the Zhao family and let them remember not to have any ideas about me."
"Master, is that all you want to say?"
"That's all, let's go!"
Lao Zhong immediately took the order and went.
Early the next morning, the first floor was closed for business and decoration started again.
Zhao Hao was supervising the work when a person from the Neishi Yamen came over.
The visitor bowed to Zhao Hao and said, "Mr. Zhao, Mr. Nei Shi wants to see you!"
Zhao Hao couldn't help being startled and asked, "Did my dad say something happened?"
The visitor shook his head: "My lord didn't say anything. He just seemed to be in a bad mood and asked you to go over immediately no matter what you are busy with."
Zhao Hao thought for a moment and probably knew what was going on. He nodded immediately and followed the visitor to the Neishi Yamen.
As soon as he entered the door, Zhao Wenxiang raised his garlic and eggplant head and glared at Zhao Hao fiercely.
"The patriarch asked you to return to the family and help you clean up the dust. Not only did you not appreciate it, but you also made a bad face to the patriarch?"
"You little bastard are coming of age, aren't you?"
Zhao Hao was really not surprised at all, he knew this was the scene when he saw it.
"Dad, is Zhao Ling filing a complaint against you, or is it the clan leader filing a complaint against you?"
Zhao Wenxiang said solemnly: "What Zhao Ling? That's your uncle. Call him by his first name. Is this how I taught you?"
Zhao Hao almost lost his breath and rolled his eyes.
"Dad, you can just scold me a few times, but don't let me do other things, especially about the wine. Don't open your mouth, it's useless."
Zhao Wenxiang frowned and cursed: "Asshole, what's your attitude? Now the family is in trouble, and you have the ability, so what's wrong with helping a bunch?"
Zhao Hao snorted and said simply: "I can't help!"
Zhao Wenxiang was immediately furious: "You are a member of the Zhao family. If there is something going on in the family, you bastard, can you just watch it?"
Zhao Hao's face also became serious, and he said expressionlessly: "Dad, did you hear that something happened on my first floor in the past two days?"
Zhao Wenxiang frowned and nodded slightly: "I heard, have you found out who did it?"
