Old guy

"Hey, Nike, can I discuss something with you?" Buck sat on the counter, wagging a finger and said, "I will say something nice for you in front of my sister, and you will take me out to make money.

"

"How old are you?" Zhuang Xuteng asked.

"Twenty-one. Do you want to see my driver's license?"

"I won't take you out to make money, because I don't have any say in this matter. I'm just a guy who works under orders, no different from a worker on a factory assembly line. I'm not a boss and have no power to recruit people.

.And now you have your own shop and can run your own family business. Isn’t this better than me?”

"There's been no business here for half a day, so we can't make any money."

"More than three hours ago, when Kelly and I were discussing the plan, a total of thirty-seven vehicles came over to add pulverized coal. You also sold them tie rod lubricants and antifreeze. This is not without business."

"Have you counted them all and remembered them all? Oh my god..." Buck frowned and said, "Are you always alert to the situation around you? How did you do it? Did you install some kind of shadow plant?

Entering something?"

Zhuang Xuteng waved his hand, not wanting to continue this topic. He could see that Buck was not a fool or a bad person, he just hadn't grown up yet and didn't have enough estimates of the dangers outside, nor did he have a correct understanding of his own abilities. Although

Zhuang Xuteng likes the job of a mercenary very much now, but if he had a stable source of income or no debt pressure at that time, he would definitely not choose to risk his life in this industry.

"You have to take good care of this store first..."

"I hate this shabby garage!"

"Stop talking like that, guests are coming." Zhuang Xuteng shook his head, picked up the design sketch on the table next to him and looked at it. The things on the drawing will eventually become his car, so he has to think about it carefully.

Is there anything else that was not considered carefully?

The bell on the door frame made a crisp sound, and a well-dressed man walked in. He had gray hair but was strong, with big and hard fists, and the backs of his hands were covered with veins. The reason why he was said to be well-dressed was because of the fact

In this way. A gray suit fits his broad and thick body. It is obviously not a branded product in a popular department store, and it is most likely tailor-made. And he keeps the whole suit clean, well-fitted, and wrinkle-free.

Clearly a lot of thought was put into it.

Underneath the gray suit is a pure black wool shirt, which looks very elastic, clean and well-fitting without wrinkles. He likes gold things very much, a snakeskin belt with gold buttons, a gold watch on his left wrist, and a thin belt around his neck.

The thin, weighty gold necklace looked very beautiful against the black shirt. He carefully trimmed his goatee, and the tip of his beard was dyed a little gold.

Fortunately, there is no other golden color on his face, otherwise it would not be serious enough - after all, it is a resolute face that has been chiseled by time and wind and frost, like a veteran, or the PCPD who has seen too much of the fickle world, obviously not suitable for exaggeration

Decoration of a rich man. He opened the door and walked in, his leather shoes making a dull sound on the floor.

Pushing up his glasses slightly, he looked at Zhuang Xuteng and Buck and said, "There is a sign on the door that we are open for business, but we are not welcoming guests?"

Buck sighed, jumped off the counter, and said before he could stand still: "Welcome, how can I serve you?"

"I just came here and I'm a little curious, how does it work here?"

"This is a water and coal station that provides high-quality pulverized coal and pure water. At the same time, you can repair cars, solve problems, or simply perform maintenance here. Our workmanship is very good and the price is reasonable. You can't find anything better within a hundred miles."

It’s a car repair shop.”

"The best car repair shop within a hundred miles? Well, it sounds pretty good. But just the two of you? No other workers, and no... surveillance cameras?"

"That one is not a worker, but a guest here." Buck frowned slightly and began to doubt the origin of the person in front of him. "What exactly do you need?"

"It turned out to be a guest. But you left the guest aside and didn't take good care of him and make him happy. How could he spend money with you? In my hometown, this is not the way to do business. So,

This leads me to what I want to do.”

He took out a gilded business card from the inner pocket of his suit and handed it over, saying, "My name is Doyle, and Doyle Business Consulting Company is my business. I haven't asked you what your name is yet?"

"Buck." Buck was busy answering and took the business card unconsciously.

"Listen to me, Buck, your business here needs to be upgraded. You also hope that more customers will come, and you hope that they will pay you happily and leave with a satisfied smile. That's how business is, hello, me, everyone.

All good. Obviously, you haven't reached that level yet, so you need me, Doyle Business Consulting Company, your good partner in business."

"I don't need business advice," Buck said, shaking his head.

"Everyone needs business consulting, otherwise you can only listen to some life advice when you fail." Doyle put his hand on Buck's shoulder, stretched out his other hand to Zhuang Xuteng, and said: "You know the customer satisfaction survey

? You think you don’t need to improve because you lack foresight, but I believe you should understand the most basic truth: ask your customers for their opinions!”

Doyle walked towards Zhuang Xuteng with a smile on his face and greeted him: "You are a discerning guest. You must know the situation here better than me. Now..."

"If you want to come here and beat me up to scare Buck, then you made the wrong idea." Zhuang Xuteng sat steadily, with the drawings neatly stacked by him. He put one hand on the table and pressed it

drawings, with the other hand hidden in his arms.

"Look, this is obviously a very elegant guest, but he has misunderstandings about us. We are peaceful and friendly people, and we will not fight or kill."

"Yes, that's what they say." Zhuang Xuteng said to Buck: "Don't you understand yet? He is here to collect protection money."

"Ah?!" Buck was about to step away, but failed to break free from Doyle's hand. The left hand held him firmly like a pliers, locking him to his side. "Let me go!" he said.

"I don't quite understand. Am I late, or have I misunderstood?" Doyle suddenly swung a punch and hit Buck on the head, knocking him unconscious with a thud. He let go of his hand and Buck lay softly.

On the ground, stretch out your limbs.

Zhuang Xuteng was completely unmoved - it wasn't that he didn't want to care, but the punch was too fast and he didn't have time to react. So Zhuang Xuteng simply continued to sit, smiling and pointing: "It's best to turn him over.

.Lying flat may cause him to choke - you don’t want to see that, right?”

"You know." Doyle rubbed Buck's shoulders with the soles of his feet and turned him to lie on his side. "I heard there are no gangs here."

"That's what I heard too." Zhuang Xuteng nodded: "It's a quiet town, everyone works in the company's tomato plant, and the wages are meager. What are you doing here?"

"Develop my business consulting business." Doyle raised his hand, touched his beard, looked at Zhuang Xuteng, and then said: "I like you quite a lot. If you are not a business competitor, I would be happy to buy you a drink."

"It's not impossible."

Zhuang Xuteng thought for a moment, and since this Doyle is already here, he should not leave easily, and he cannot always stay at the Tomato Family Car Repair Shop. He is not the protector of Hongxiu City, let alone a killer. Besides, even if he kills Doyle

Well, it is unknown whether there is anyone else behind him or whether the murder will pose a more serious threat to Kelly.

"How did you come to a place like this?" Zhuang Xuteng simply stretched out his hand and invited Doyle to sit down. Doyle also nodded slowly, turned the chair around, leaned on the back of the chair and sat down. "Peicheng is only within an hour's drive.

, there will be more business opportunities there.”

"I like to open up blank markets, and the customs and customs here are also very attractive. You may not know that I don't like the feasting atmosphere of Peicheng and the pace of life in which everyone rushes to death. If one day, I need

To bury myself, I will choose this kind of town that is gradually dying out, it can give me the final rest."

Zhuang Xuteng curled his lips and said, "Your fists are so hard that even the God of Death wouldn't dare come to you."

"Haha, yes, it has missed me many times." Doyle pointed to the circular scar under his left eye and said, "This is the most dangerous one. A cone went in from here and rubbed my face.

The brain was pierced through the back of the head. It took me three months to wake up from the coma. I knew then that the God of Death was not in a hurry to see me."

"To be honest, that's a legendary wound worth a drink. Well, no matter when the next time I drink is, I will wish you good health with a glass of wine."

"Thank you, you are really considerate." Doyle smiled, touched his chin with his finger, and said: "I can't feel this kind of considerateness in Peicheng. They are too rude and don't know how to respect people. They don't know that nowadays

All the buildings can only be built up with bricks. Ah, I like this place."

"But you knocked down the residents here with one punch."

"I will apologize to him. But he made a little fuss. This is not the way to do business." Doyle said: "In the same way, you also need to understand: PCPD doesn't care about shit, gangs have no grace, and I

It’s to fill that void. I solve their problems, grow their business, and most importantly: I shield them from other distractions.”

"Free from what? People like you?"

"Maybe, but I don't think there are people like me." Doyle adjusted the collar of his suit and said: "The key problem is not to bother, but that they make too little money and everything looks tattered.

.I have a way to expand their business and get them out of poverty, and the first step is to open up their ideas and liberate their minds."

"So you hit your head with your fist?"

"When necessary, yes, punch in the head." Doyle smiled and nodded.

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