"It turns out that Brother Yu is in front of you, Bailang is polite here!"
As if he didn't hear the other party's strange anger just now, Bai Lang smiled, bowed slightly and bowed his hands first. He recognized who the other party was. It was Yu Ping, the money chest in the money shop. It is said that he is a sixth-grade warrior. But he is better at managing money accounts, and there are rumors that he is a distant relative of Tang Yan's family, but I don't know whether it is true or not.
Out of his consistent principles of dealing with things, Bailang didn't want to make things unpleasant as soon as they met. He still has a lot of dealings to do with Yu Qiangui in the future.
However, Bailang's politeness did not satisfy Yu Ping, and there was even more disdain in his eyes.
Young, new, weak, and low in strength. These points combined together are Bai Lang's impression in Yu Ping's eyes. He was even certain that Bailang was the person Liu Xu had pushed out because of Sunset, just to try his luck.
Therefore, it is simply impossible for Yu Ping to like Bailang. Even when seeing a "colleague" who looks so weak, the first reaction is to "eat more and take more" rather than "peaceful coexistence". After all, the interests in Qianfang are too great, and whoever takes advantage of it is not a small amount.
Today, there are two most luxurious rooms in Qianfang that need to be styled. As a cashier, Yu Ping came over to inspect the goods and then approve the final decoration steps. Unexpectedly, I met the new Zhentang Bailang who appeared here for the first time. At first glance, he felt that this boy was weak and could be bullied. In his opinion, being polite and polite with a smile is the most sign of "guilty conscience". Because I am not strong enough, I rely on being "courteous" to win favor and expect to be treated well.
Yu Ping saw a lot of people like this. Nine out of ten are weak.
"Haha, Bai Lang, it's useless for you to come in such a hurry. It will take almost a month for the place to be sorted out. You'd better go back and show up again when it's done. You don't need to worry about things here." It means to ask Bailang to go back, and it also means to drive people away.
This is Yu Ping's first formal test.
Bai Lang's smile remained unchanged, but how could he stop and understand what the other person meant? Back when he was a social animal in another world, Bailang had seen more obscure and insidious verbal temptations than this, and he was naturally familiar with them.
"Brother Yu, what are you talking about? Although the place has not yet been properly organized, the results have been achieved here. The quality is simply breathtaking, and the decoration is even more expensive. These things all come from Qianfang's money, but they can be produced There must be no mistake, I didn't have the order before, now I have the order from the sword hall, so I have no choice but to take it, and I don't dare to ignore it."
"Hey, Bailang, do you think you can handle this situation by yourself?"
"Oh? What does Brother Yu mean by this? As far as I know, in addition to me as the town hall, there are also thirty-two waist knives at my disposal, serving as gut scrapers and walkers. With these people, the town hall I don’t think it will be difficult to live in this place. Could it be that Brother Yu thinks that the thirty-two swordsmen are useless, or are they all dissatisfied with the knife shop’s arrangements and planning to rebel and cause trouble in the money shop?”
Bai Lang spoke with a smile. At the same time, he saw several waist knives following Yu Ping. After hearing what he said, there were waves of ugliness on their faces, and their eyes became even sharper and bored. Then they looked at Yu Ping again, as if they were worried. Waiting for Yu Ping’s attitude or instructions?
All of this was happening right under Bai Lang's nose, and he suddenly realized that Yu Ping might be giving him a showdown today.
Sure enough, as soon as Bai Lang's idea came to mind, Yu Ping put away the joking smile on his face and said: "Bai Lang, it's boring to pretend to be a person of five or six. At your age, you should be licking blood on the street to live a life." You have to work hard to gain qualifications slowly. You are lucky enough to be able to come to Qianfang. You should know how you got here.
Just act like a town hall honestly, just like a commuter. Your share will not be shortchanged. You should also be smart about things that you shouldn't reach out to. I don't have the time or the mood to spend time with you.
Just think of it as your visit today. From now on, if Qianfang needs your platform, you can come back. At other times, you can just find a place to hang out by yourself. Do you understand? "
The skinny Yu Ping was not as tall as the sixteen-year-old Bai Lang. He raised his head slightly and approached Bai Lang with an unkind expression, and his eyes were even more contemptuous. At the same time, Yu Ping also raised an aura and pressed towards Bailang who was very close at hand.
This is Yu Ping's second test of Bai Lang.
Compared with the slight touch of words before, this time it was more sharp and direct, even arrogant. Coupled with the power of Yu Ping, a sixth-grade warrior, it would be difficult for an ordinary new eighth-grade warrior to hold his head up.
But Bailang was no ordinary warrior. He was even very adaptable to Yu Ping's aroused momentum and didn't feel uncomfortable at all. And he also saw a lot of things from the other party's repeated tests. It can be summed up in two words: scare.
Either scare Bailang into cowering, or hand over the power that the town hall should have. This is already a blatant seizure of power. At the same time, it is also putting pressure on Liu Xu, who is behind Bai Lang. As long as Bai Lang is squeezed out, no matter who Liu Xu sends later, the situation in Qianfang will be a foregone conclusion and it will be difficult to change. Liu Xu could only swallow this bitter water whether he was willing to do so or not.
Bailang didn't step aside, but leaned forward a little, face to face, only half a foot away from Yu Ping. He still said with a smile: "What? Brother Yu, are you planning to let me be a mere empty-handed person? I haven't heard of it. It is said that the treasure chest can also serve as the town hall. If Brother Yu wants my position, why not go find the Tang Zuo Dao and give it to Brother Yu. The cross-eyed look like this is ugly and makes you laugh. It’s as if you can take advantage by twirling your eyebrows and saying harsh words. Are you still young? Do you like to daydream?”
Smiling but not giving in. Even in his calm and calm look, he couldn't tell that he was being oppressed by a sixth-grade warrior.
"Tsk, tsk, it seems that the person Liu Ye introduced this time is not completely useless, at least he still has the courage. But it depends on whether he has enough ability.
Not everyone in the venue is on the same page as Mr. Liu. If you are capable, give it a try. "
Having said this, Bai Lang narrowed his eyes, glanced at the people behind Yu Ping, and continued: "Brother Yu is right, if you want to sit firmly, it's not enough to be sharp-tongued, you must have strong hands. Especially those who are not in the right position, we must deal with them ruthlessly. Either die or submit. Are you right, Brother Yu?"
"Hahaha, Bai Lang, just hearing what you said, I thought you had to have the strength of seventh and sixth grades. But it turned out that it was eighth grade. This is really funny when you say it. Not to mention, those present are considered waistless. Knife, who is not more powerful than you? Don't you want to show your position? You should show it to me!"
"Oh? Brother Yu is interested in watching? That's great."
Bailang seemed to be afraid that Yu Ping would regret it. After saying that, he immediately looked at the people behind Yu Ping and asked, "Are you guys from Qianfang too? Are you a lobbyist or a scraper? Why don't you come to see me in a big ceremony?" "
