During the construction of the city, many shop owners spontaneously hung white flags on their shop doors when they got up early in the morning.
At the entrance of Zhang Ji Fen Shop, a regular customer who often had breakfast here asked in confusion: "Old Zhang, who died? The street is actually full of white flags?"
"Our Thirteen Martyrs who built the city." Lao Zhang responded in a deep voice.
"Thirteen Martyrs? What do you mean?" this regular customer asked with a surprised look on his face.
"Old Huang, don't you know?" Lao Zhang asked with a puzzled look on his face.
"What do I know?" Lao Huang became even more confused.
"That's right, you're not a businessman, so you don't have much experience." Lao Zhang said thoughtfully.
"What do you mean?" Lao Huang said doubtfully: "Lao Zhang, can you explain it clearly?"
"Thirteen martyrs of the Youth Construction Association were murdered in Shacheng. Today Ye Qing escorted their bodies back to Zhuzhou from Shacheng." Lao Zhang responded.
"Building Youth Club?" Lao Huang was stunned for a moment and said doubtfully: "I've heard of this Qinghui Club. Isn't it just a dark force? Their people are dead. What does it have to do with you? Why bother?
Bai Ban, it’s not the Tsukyou Association that forced you, right?”
"Forced?" Lao Zhang curled his lips and glanced at Lao Huang, shook his head and said, "No one forces us, we all do it voluntarily."
"Hang white flags for some gangsters who live in the dark world, this is too..."
Before Lao Huang could finish his words, Lao Zhang glared angrily and shouted: "What is a gangster? Lao Huang, don't fucking talk nonsense, otherwise, I will have to beat you up."
"I just said that casually, are you so excited?" Lao Huang said, rolling his eyes.
Lao Zhang took a deep look at Lao Huang, waved his hands and said, "Forget it, I won't argue with you. After all, you don't understand the Youth Construction Association."
"What on earth did the Youth Building Association do to earn your admiration so much?" Lao Huang asked curiously.
"They have done a lot of things." Lao Zhang said thoughtfully: "You should know that when the four dark forces that built the city were there in the past, they would collect protection fees from those of us who opened shops, right?"
"I know!" Lao Huang nodded and said, "Isn't this a normal thing from ancient times to the present?"
"Yeah!" Lao Zhang nodded and said, "However, since Ye Qing took over the Little Sword Society, eliminated three other dark forces, and changed the Little Sword Society into the Zhuqing Society, not only did he not collect protection fees from us,
, if there are gangsters who dare to make trouble, the Youth Construction Association will come forward to help us deal with these gangsters. In the past few months, no one dares to make trouble anymore, and we do not need to pay protection fees. Now my monthly income is more than before.
Double that, these are all the benefits brought to us by the Youth Building Association!"
After a pause, he continued: "Don't you feel the changes in the city building in the past few months?"
"I feel something." After pondering for a moment, Lao Huang said: "It seems that the city is being built, and the public security has improved a lot. The robberies, thefts and the like that often happened in the past seem to have disappeared."
"It's not that it's gone, it's that the Youth Building Association secretly solved it for us." Lao Zhang shook his head and said.
"That's right!" Lao Huang responded and said, "No wonder you shop owners have hung up white flags. This is the sentiment of building the Youth League!"
"Yes!" Lao Zhang nodded and said: "To be honest, Zhucheng has the peace it has today. It was brought about by Zhuqinghui. Everyone says they are a dark force. In my opinion, Zhuqinghui
He is the patron saint of our city. In order to protect us, who knows the sacrifices that the Qinghu Association has secretly made?"
"I didn't expect that the famous idiot son-in-law in Zhucheng would actually create a respectable Zhuqinghui. This is really unexpected!" Lao Huang sighed.
"What idiot is asking for a son-in-law?" In an instant, Lao Zhang became angry, grabbed Lao Huang's collar, and shouted: "Mr. Ye is not a fool. If you dare to say that he is a fool, I will beat you up!"
Obviously, everyone in the city now knows that Ye Qing doesn't like others to call him Young Master Ye, so they all call him Mr. Ye. The title of "foolish son-in-law" rarely appears among the people.
"Lao Zhang, I made a mistake, I'm sorry!" Lao Huang hurriedly admitted his mistake. He didn't expect that such a sentence would make the usually peaceful Lao Zhang violent. It seems that the idiot son-in-law Zaizhu is really popular!
But when he lowered his head and thought about it, he could understand Lao Zhang.
He knew quite a bit about the situation of Lao Zhang's family. There were seven people in the family, including the elder and the younger. The two elders were often sick, and the three children below had to go to school, so they relied on this small shop for support.
In the past, even if the fan shop made some money, most of it was used to pay protection fees. Very few were left and life was tight. Now because they don’t pay protection fees, their income is high and life has begun to change.
Getting better, this benefit was brought by Ye Qing and Ye Qing's Qinghui Association, so how could he allow others to say bad things about Ye Qing?
And there is one thing that Lao Huang doesn't know, that is, many members of the Youth Construction Association will come to his shop to have breakfast. Well... we have to eat it every day anyway, so who has it differently?
Coming to Zhang Ji Fen Shop can also help Lao Zhang improve his life, how great!
Of course, this situation occurred because Jiang Hailu specially greeted her brothers after hearing about the situation of the old Zhang family.
Although no one has told Lao Zhang about this matter, Lao Zhang has lived for decades anyway, how can you not see it?
So he always kept this feeling in his heart.
Not only him, but many people like him in Zhucheng have benefited from the Youth Construction Association in the past few months.
Ye Qing has always emphasized that people's support is very important.
I have to say that Jiang Hailu did a really good job in this regard.
Well... with such a group of people who are grateful to Zhuqinghui, even if a strong enemy attacks Zhicheng in the future, with them here, it will not be easy for the enemy to cause trouble in Zhicheng.
Of course, one thing Lao Zhang didn't know was that what he was going to welcome today was not the Thirteen Martyrs of the Youth Building Society, but the Yinwu Sect.
But this is no longer important. Whether it is the Qing Building Association or the Yinwu Sect, they are all the power in Ye Qing's hands, and they are used to protect the city.
After Lao Zhang glared at Lao Huang, he let go of his hand and snorted coldly: "If you say such things again in the future, you will be responsible for the consequences."
Seeing the sharp eyes of the always honest Lao Zhang, Lao Huang couldn't help but shudder. It turns out that it is so terrible for an honest man to get angry!
"No, no!" Lao Huang said hurriedly.
"I won't talk nonsense with you here. I have to rush to the highway intersection to meet the Thirteen Martyrs." Lao Huang waved his hand and got into his dilapidated van that had been purchased.
"Hey, Lao Zhang, your noodle shop is closed today?" Lao Huang shouted, but what was waiting for him was a burst of exhaust fumes from the van.