Jiang Wan's persistence obviously made the waiter a little confused.
After Jiang Wan sat down, he reminded her again in a low voice, but Jiang Wan was unmoved. The waiter turned around and walked into the teahouse.
"Shopkeeper, Jiang Xiucai doesn't know why he's crazy today. He must take the position of Uncle Gao. I've reminded him several times, but he doesn't stop!" The waiter said with some anxiety on his face: "Today is the day.
Mr. Chen said that "Changban Slope" is the part that Uncle Gao likes to listen to the most. He will definitely come later. What should we do when we see someone taking the seat?"
"What should we do, cold salad!" the shopkeeper said without raising his head: "It's hard to persuade the damn devil. If he wants to sit down, just let him sit down. We have already reminded him about this!"
The waiter gave a muffled reply and was about to leave, but the shopkeeper stopped him again: "If there's going to be a fight later, tell a few people, Xiaowu, Xiaoliu and the others, to leave it alone. We can't afford to offend Gao Jin."
, if you provoke him, you will get into trouble!"
"Understood!"
Outside the teahouse, the storyteller usually appears during lunch time. In the early morning, more teagoers chat here. They are all regulars here. Jiang Wan sits in that seat, which naturally attracts these tea drinkers.
Attention guests.
Someone with good intentions took the opportunity of chatting and invited Jiang Wan to come over to their table, but Jiang Wan declined with a smile, which made them sigh inwardly. With this attitude, this Mr. Jiang might be...
I'm going to suffer a little loss today, but it doesn't matter much. When Gao Jin listened to Mr. Jiang's story, didn't he scream louder than anyone else? Maybe Gao Jin really didn't care about it.
Time passed so slowly. After almost an hour, it was as if someone had given some order in the Fuyuan Tea House. The noisy voices suddenly became quiet. The tea guests in the tea house all turned their heads towards the door of the tea house.
passed.
Almost all the teahouse patrons now know about Jiang Xiucai, and the burly man who walked in from the outside, stumbling and with a slightly red and swollen face at this moment, is not Gao Jin.
Everyone held their breath and watched Gao Jin walking towards his fixed seat, thinking about all kinds of things that might happen soon.
What made everyone's eyes drop was that when Gao Jin walked to his seat, he didn't get angry, but smiled!
He smiled, his face turned red and swollen, and he laughed at the storyteller Jiang Xiucai!!!
"Mr. Jiang! Good morning"
Jiang Wan saw this timid guy, looked at the redness and swelling on his face, and couldn't help but look back.
But Gao Jin understood the meaning of his glance: "I came alone, and I didn't bring anyone else with me, for fear that they would be an eyesore here!"
"I don't care how many of you come!" Jiang Wan said calmly.
"Oh! Mr. Xu took the brothers to Mingzhaofang. He asked me to come to Mr. Jiang's place and listen to Mr. Jiang's instructions..." After all, Gao Jin had the look of a businessman, and he immediately understood what Jiang Wan was looking at.
"Oh!" Jiang Wan nodded and pointed to the chair opposite the table: "Sit down!"
"Don't dare!" Gao Jin said cautiously: "Just stand and serve Mr. Jiang!"
The tea guests, who had been listening to the conversation between the two with their ears open, were stunned when they heard that Gao Jin, who usually had his nostrils almost pointing towards the sky, was talking to Jiang Wan in such a low voice.
Someone started talking quietly.
Gao Jin turned around and glanced coldly at the entire teahouse. Suddenly all the tea patrons suddenly averted their eyes and pretended to be doing their own thing.
Jiang Wan ignored him. No matter whether he was standing or sitting, in Jiang Wan's eyes at this moment, nothing the other party did could affect his mood.
After waiting for a long time, when Jiang Wan didn't say anything, Gao Jin felt a little nervous: "I don't know what Mr. Jiang has ordered from me. I'd better go and do it for Mr. Jiang right away!"
"You can't do it alone!" Jiang Wan picked up the tea bowl and blew on the tea foam gently: "Wait a minute, you can do the things in the Qing Fang, but you can't do the things in the other workshops. Everyone is here.
Yes, I can just say it once. Do you want me to say it once for every person who comes?"
"Don't you dare?" Gao Jin shut up immediately, but his heart was even more horrified.
It's not that he is bragging. If the officialdom doesn't care about the affairs of the Chengdu Fang, he is the real boss of the Chengdu Fang. Even if the guy who picks up manure in the middle of the night earns three copper coins, he has to hand over one to him honestly.
, if the government can't handle the matter, Gao Jin can definitely handle it.
When Xu Jian pulled his best friend out of the bed today, he was a little confused about the situation and thought it was the little brother below who was going to rebel. However, a group of Jinyi guards showed their knives and chopped him down mercilessly.
With his two brothers who could fight, he realized that this time, he had hit the right mark.
He didn't know whether the two brothers were dead or alive now, but he knew that if he didn't listen to the newly promoted Xu Qianhu, then he would recognize Jin Yiwei's knife as Xiuchun Dao, but Jin Yiwei's Xiuchun Dao
Dao doesn't know his name is Gao Jin.
If he goes against Jin Yiwei, even if he dies, his death will be in vain. He has known this truth since he was twelve years old.
Xu Qianhu, who had a cold face, gave him a harsh lesson. He was still thinking about what he did wrong and offended these evil gods. However, he turned around and left without saying a word.
.
"Go to Fuyuan Teahouse. Mr. Jiang Wanjiang is waiting for you there. Whatever he says, just follow his instructions. If you don't want to go to Fuyuan Teahouse, go home and tell your wife and son, and then go to Nanzhen Fusi's prison.
Let’s go report there!!”
What other choice does he have, he just comes to Fuyuan Teahouse. Anyway, he doesn't want to die at all now, let alone witness the eighteen kinds of torture of the world-famous Jin Yiwei.
He thought that the other party came to him, the underground boss of the Clarification House, because of the matter of the Clarification House. However, listening to Jiang Xiucai, no, Mr. Jiang's tone, it is possible that he would have to call all the bosses of several nearby offices.
?
He lowered his head and glanced at Jiang Wan quietly. He had seen this young scholar before, but he didn't think that this guy had the ambition to dominate the East City. Could it be said that with Jin Yiwei Xu Jian as his backer, he planned to
After killing all the big brothers in Dongcheng in one fell swoop, will he be the boss of the entire Dongcheng?
Various thoughts that he had imagined were running through his mind. The more he thought about it, the more likely it was. But looking at the other person's small body, he felt that the more he thought about it, the less likely it was.
Unknowingly, time passed by so slowly, and it was now the time when storytellers were about to take the stage. However, in the teahouse, whether it was the shopkeeper, the waiter, or the tea patrons who seemed to have countless nonsense to say, they all
It seems that I have forgotten this matter.
For those tea drinkers, what is happening in front of them or what is about to happen is probably more exciting and more exciting than the books mentioned by the storytellers!