173: C173 Protection Fee Collectors

C173 Protection Fee Collectors

Zhang Weiwei followed Zhou Yang's instructions, but only a few people were interested. This made her a little discouraged. It had been a few hours. However, there was not much progress and she could not help but lose her motivation. On the contrary, the others were quite motivated.

Looking at the time, she could only call her little sisters back home. Just as she was about to go back with Guyu, she saw Zhou Yang coming over. She was delighted in her heart and waved at Zhou Yang.

Knowing that Zhang Weiwei's progress was not much, Zhou Yang did not say anything. This matter could be taken slowly. But now, they did not need too many people, so there was no need to rush.

Guyu did not want to eat and wanted to go back to cultivate so she took Nana back first. Zhou Yang also wanted to take advantage of this period of time to get along with Zhang Weiwei for a while and go out for a stroll.

The two of them had been together for a period of time and did not have a good time together. Zhou Yang naturally felt very guilty in his heart as Zhang Weiwei had given up a lot for him. He wanted to make it up to her and bought a few new clothes with her. He also wanted to buy a bag for her, but Zhang Weiwei did not want Zhou Yang to spend more money. Forget it.

"Weiwei, let's go to the Sichuan restaurant in front. I heard it's very delicious."

Zhou Yang held the food and held Zhang Weiwei's hand. He pointed to a shop at the corner of the street. Although the entrance was small, there were a lot of people around. It seemed very lively.

"Yes." Zhang Weiwei did not refuse. She smiled and followed Zhou Yang.

Zhang Weiwei liked Sichuan Cuisine the most. Zhou Yang remembered it very clearly. Sometimes, he really did not know why a northerner like her would like Sichuan Cuisine so much.

The business in the restaurant was really good. There was an endless stream of people coming and going. Zhou Yang and ___ waited for a while before they got a seat. Although there were many people, the restaurant was small. They sat near the door. Zhang Weiwei ordered a few dishes and started chatting with Zhou Yang.

"I don't know what's going on. Maybe it's because the graduates nowadays are too arrogant. I heard that we are a new company. Although the benefits are good, there are too few people who are willing to apply. But it doesn't matter. When we get back later, I'll post a recruitment notice on the website. "

Zhang Weiwei sipped her milk tea and suddenly thought of something. She continued to smile and said to Zhou Yang, "Oh right, Zhou Yang, I feel that the salary of this employee is a little high. I am a little worried..."

Zhou Yang smiled and shook his head. He said to Zhang Weiwei, " As long as we start the business, with the quality of the scar remove pill, it will definitely sell well. When the time comes, it will definitely be very busy. It's fine to have more salaries, but we also need to get the bonus approved. "

"Mm, alright. As long as your side deals with it within a week, I'll try my best to recruit people here as well."

Zhang Weiwei stuck out her tongue and said to Zhou Yang.

To be honest, she had never dreamt that she would one day become the spokesperson of the company. This also gave her a chance to develop her ambitions. Although she studied other majors in university, she still had a lot of experience in managing companies.

Very soon, steaming dishes were served. The waiter probably did not expect Zhou Yang and Zhang Weiwei to be dining in the restaurant.

Just as she was about to move the chopsticks, a few big and big people suddenly came into the restaurant. They were wearing the uniform of a security guard. They pushed aside the line of people and walked in arrogantly.

"Who is this? Why didn't they know to line up?"

A few people were complaining. When they saw the person's face clearly, their faces suddenly changed. They didn't even dare to speak and hurriedly ran out.

Zhou Yang and Zhang Weiwei were a little strange. What happened to these people?

"Old Wang, what's the date today? Should we pay the fee?"

The security chief held a cigarette in his mouth and put his hands in his pockets. He looked at the shop owner happily with a face full of dissatisfaction. "What did I tell you last time? If you want to live on this street, you better listen to me obediently. Otherwise, you'll have a good end! "

The owner of the shop was a fat middle-aged man. Upon seeing this, he hurriedly walked out from behind the counter. He bowed and said, "Isn't this Seventh Brother? Oh my, I'm really sorry. I just paid the water and electricity rent. I even paid the rest of the people my salary. Can you give me a few more days?"

When the man in the security uniform heard this, his face instantly darkened. With a cigarette in his right hand, he flipped over an unfinished table with his left hand. Suddenly, there was a loud noise. The others in the shop were also shocked. However, not many people dared to say anything.

This man called Seventh Brother was the leader of a small local gang. He was usually arrogant and despotic. It was said that he was a security guard for a big company, but this was only his side business. His real job was actually to collect protection fees from the entire street every month.

Because of the power behind Seventh Brother, no one dared to say anything. Even more so, they didn't dare to call the police. It was said that a few months ago, a person who didn't believe in evil had called the police. He had arrested Seventh Brother, but when he came out... That night, the shop was set on fire.

No one dared to express their anger. This was the true picture of the shop on this street. Even if Seventh Brother was chased away, there might be a eighth brother or a ninth brother coming out. There was no way they could live like this...

"What the f * ck, you have the money to pay for the water and electricity, and you don't have the money to pay protection fees for me? Old Wang, I think your wings have hardened, right? You don't take us seriously? You don't pay protection fees for me? What do we brothers eat and drink? Ah?"

Seventh Brother snorted coldly and looked at the fat boss with a gloomy expression. He was waiting for the fat boss to speak. If the fat boss still refused to admit defeat, they would have ways to deal with him.

The fat boss had a troubled look on his face. A few waiters hid behind him and did not dare to come out. He quickly took out a pack of cigarettes and gave them to them. He smiled and said to the man in the lead. "Seventh Brother, give me a few more days. Don't think my business is good. But the profit is not much. The family still needs to eat and drink... "0

"Fuck you, brothers, kick them out. I want to see if this old thing dares not to pay me!"

Before the fat boss could finish his words, he was interrupted by Seventh Brother. Then, he waved his right hand, and his subordinates started to flip the table. There were still many people in the shop, but they were all scared out of the shop. Two of them didn't know what was going on, so they walked slowly. They were almost beaten up by Seventh Brother's men.

Zhang Weiwei looked at Zhou Yang and thought that he would definitely not be able to eat anymore. She grabbed Zhou Yang's hand and said, "Zhou Yang, why don't we leave too?"

"Leave? Go what?"

Zhou Yang smiled and said to Zhang Weiwei, "It was not easy to bring you here for a meal. This dish smells pretty good. You eat yours. You don't have to worry about anything else."

"Alright then."

Zhang Weiwei nodded. She knew that Zhou Yang would protect her in her heart. She did not worry too much. The reason why she wanted to leave... Such a thing... She had encountered it a few times in the coffee shop. In the end, it was all because of Zhou Yang or the shop owner.

A few of his lackeys chased the others away and saw that there was still a table that hadn't left. His heart instantly became angry, and he walked over to scold them. " Hey, are you two deaf or blind? If you don't want to get beaten up, then get the hell out of here. Do you hear me? "

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