Chapter 281 Boss, is there any authentic Yunan Maojian?

"It seems to be some company. I really don't remember this..." The man said dejectedly.

"Well, okay, then you go. Remember, I'll see you wandering around this block next time. Be careful of your ribs!" Chen Jiaju glanced at the man.

The boss happened to look up at him. For a moment, the boss only felt that his eyes seemed to be stabbed by the eyes of a real knife. He quickly bowed his head, his heart fluctuated, and prayed for the gods and Buddhas all over the sky. Naturally, he was scared by Chen Jiaju.

It was almost the embarrassment of rolling and crawling. The man fled in panic. Chen Jiaju smiled and said, "This man is sensible, otherwise his ribs will probably be broken."

A guard beside him smiled and said, "He was scared by the murderous spirit on the instructor. You didn't see that his crotch was wet."

Everyone laughed.

Chen Jiaju called Liu Ziming aside and said, "Uncle Liu, it seems that this is a mountain rain that is coming all over the building. Our Chen's trading company is now attracting a lot of wind, not to mention whether what the boy said just now is accurate, but one thing is certain. That is, we have been targeted by some fundamental power factions of Shanda.

"How did you deal with this?" Liu Ziming rubbed his forehead and meditated quietly.

"What should I do? Simple! Soldiers come to block the water and cover the earth!" Chen Jiaju's eyes flashed with bursts of light: "Not to mention the small city in a remote place of Sandakan, it is the whole range of the South Sea. Uncle Liu, think about where is the peace and tranquility behind it, it is not everything determined by violence and killing. If we Chen's Group and Zhongyitang want to gain a foothold here, we have to meet the Buddha and kill the devil! Otherwise, others will only treat you as a meal on the plate and eat you in a big mouthful!"

Objectively speaking, Chen Jiaju's point of view is not in line with Liu Ziming's traditional concept, but as an old businessman, he certainly understands that Chen Jiaju's approach is actually the most effective.

Gently brushing the short whiskers of his jaw, Liu Ziming nodded cautiously and said, "It's best for Jiaju to kill so decisively. Well, I just want to pay attention to Jiaju.

"Uncle, please speak." Chen Jiaju gave full respect to this steady Uncle Liu. I have to say that it is because of his modest style at this moment that he has gained a lot of support both in Zhongyitang and Chen's Group.

"Of course, solving the problem is both soft and hard. I just hope that Jiaju can control the strength. Ha ha, from your men just now, it can be seen that the strength in your hands is not small, and it's better to get less blood on your hands. Liu Ziming said his worries. He looked carefully at his grown-up nephew. No, he is now in charge of one side.

Chen Jiaju felt a little warm in his heart. If Liu Ziming's words were a strange outsider, it would naturally have a strong sense of preaching. But Chen Jiaju understood that this was the real concern of his relatives around him. He gently looked at Liu Ziming. The emotional look made Liu Ziming stunned and immediately smiled happily.

Cloud Tea House

Sandakan Town is a teahouse that has just opened for more than half a year. Due to its good geographical location and the owner of the teahouse, the business here is quite prosperous.

At first glance, it sounds like he is very old. In fact, he is just over 30 this year, but with a young man with a slight hunchback, he looks like an old man.

Lao Yutou has a cheerful temperament. For some beggars who come to the door, he never coaxed them away like ordinary people, but gave them steamed buns and other things that could satisfy their hunger. After a long time, the neighbors knew that there was such a kind neighbor nearby.

Yunwu Tea House's business in the afternoon is relatively lighter every day. Today, Lao Yu has finished the work in his hand and naps in a daze behind the counter as usual.

"Daren you heard that Charles de Gaulle was beaten up in the morning." An old tea guest and several old acquaintances set up a dragon gate array there.

"Oh, there is such a thing. This de Gaulle is a bully in the West Street. Who dares to move the earth on his head?" Another man was shocked.

"Who else can it be? Don't you know? Who is the most popular person on the West Street now?" The man was swdling before.

The tea guest next to him interrupted and said, "So you're talking about the one that is going to open a department store on the most prosperous West Street. It shouldn't be. Chen's trading house is also an old family of Sandakan. How can it be so unsighted?"

"You don't know this. I heard that this Chen's trading house was also our Lanfang's..." A tea guest drew his thumb: "Now it is said that they are doing well in Kuching, and their strength is much stronger than before. In this case, it must expand strongly. It's strange that it doesn't collide with these original ruffians.

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Several tea guests chatted by themselves and didn't notice the old man beside him. Looking at his ears from time to time, he knew that the words of these tea guests were remembered by him.

A string of small bells at the door of the "Dingling Bell" teahouse was sounded by the guests who pushed the door. Lao Yutou quickly stood up and smiled attentively at the guests and said, "This guest, please, what kind of tea would you like to taste?"

The person who came was just alone. He took a lot of teahouses and said lightly, "Boss, I heard that you have the best Maojian tea here. Can you give me three or five taels?"

Lao Yu's eyes condensed, and he smiled without changing his face and said, "Of course there is a Maojian tea shop, but I have a large amount, and I can't do it in three or five taels. Why don't you have three or five catties first, sir?

The person came "Oh" and said, "There is no problem with three or five catties, but what I want is an authentic authentic southern Henan Maojian!"

The old man said more and more respectfully, "It's good to say that the store happens to arrive at the authentic Xinyang Maojian! Sir, please, let's talk about it in detail!"

The person came gently bowed his head and followed Lao Yutou to the innermost compartment of the teahouse.

Several chatting tea customers next to him smiled and said, "This old man has a big business. It's amazing!

The old man politely led the way in front of him, opened the door of the private room, turned around and said enthusiastically, "Come on, inside, please! The environment here is good and safe. Let's talk about it.

The visitor didn't say a word, nodded gently, and moved forward steadily.

Lao Yutou shouted outside: "A-shaped private room is waiting for a cup of Mao Jian!"

Soon a voice came from the back of the teahouse: "A-shaped private room is waiting for a cup of Mao Jian!" That kind of shouting echoing from afar is really endless, and it smells like an old-fashioned tone.