He recognized that the man who had just handed the dagger to Shopkeeper Ning was the new gang leader who was rumored to lead the Qinghong Society back to the world.
It is true that if you die here, not only will it not have any impact on Chen Jinjun, not even Hongyin Bookstore will be shaken in the slightest.
He will die quietly.
Fei An finally realized that he was afraid. He was not afraid when he was put over his head with a sack when he first entered the door, nor was he afraid when shopkeeper Ning slapped his face with a newspaper.
But when he saw the glaring knife, he really couldn't hold on anymore and collapsed on the ground.
"Why, are you scared?" Shopkeeper Ning squatted down patiently, holding the knife and moving it left and right on Fei An's fair face, as if trying to find a suitable position for the knife.
Fei An retreated, trying to avoid the blade with cold light.
But Shopkeeper Ning's rare bad taste left him nowhere to escape.
"What exactly do you want?" Fei An gritted his teeth and asked what Shopkeeper Ning wanted to hear most.
Shopkeeper Ning raised his eyebrows and said, "Can you agree to my conditions?"
As he spoke, Shopkeeper Ning moved his fingers slightly and patted Fei An on the face with the cold dagger.
Fei An didn't dare to move, for fear that if he misplaced his position, the glowing green blade would cut his cheek.
"able."
Fei An clearly felt that he could not speak smoothly with the slightest trembling.
There was a rare joy in Shopkeeper Ning's voice: "In this case, can you publish the article in its entirety?"
After Fei An heard what Shopkeeper Ning said, he was stunned for a moment. Apparently he didn't expect Shopkeeper Ning to spend so much effort, but he just wanted to publish an article by himself?
He looked at shopkeeper Ning squatting in front of him in disbelief.
Shopkeeper Ning raised his eyebrows: "We've agreed beforehand and send it directly. You are not allowed to change a word."
Fei An was stunned, and for a moment he didn't understand why shopkeeper Ning said this.
As if seeing his doubts, shopkeeper Ning kindly reminded him: "Have you forgotten about the Yongrong Dance Hall?"
Shopkeeper Ning glanced at the newspaper on the ground and sneered: "You criticized Yongrong Dance Hall like this. I remember that you were quite happy in the audience that day."
"Furthermore, if the Yongrong Dance Hall is affected by your report...then are you also responsible for the future of Shopkeeper Shen and the dancers?"
Fei An was stunned. He had never thought about this, and it had nothing to do with him. He was not a scholar, nor was he an educated writer. In a sense, he was also a businessman, an out-and-out businessman.
A literary businessman who puts profits first.
While Fei An was silent, shopkeeper Ning put a thick stack of manuscripts in Fei An's hand.
Fei An just glanced at it and looked at Shopkeeper Ning in disbelief.
This manuscript does not belong to Chen Jinjun, but to the owner of Yongrong Dance Hall, Shen Xiaoxiao.
What does this shopkeeper Ning mean?
As if seeing his doubts, shopkeeper Ning raised his chin: "Post this first, let me see your sincerity."
Then, shopkeeper Ning glanced at Xu Fanming who was standing aside.
"I know you know them and know who he is. If you don't want to die quietly in your own home, then do as I say."
After saying that, shopkeeper Ning was in a good mood and patted Fei An's face, which turned pale with fright.
Xu Fanming stood aside and took the dagger returned by shopkeeper Ning, feeling a little complicated.
It turned out that he called him over just to be on the safe side.
This Feian knows him, so he naturally knows his identity. In this way, as long as he stands here, this Feian will know the depth of it.
Xu Fanming glanced at Shopkeeper Ning and felt that he had mixed feelings in his heart.
I didn't expect that not only Chen Jinjun was clever and cunning, but even one of her shopkeepers knew the importance of taking advantage of the situation.
Fei An looked at shopkeeper Ning, then at Xu Fanming, and lowered his head in fear.
He didn't expect why Chen Jinjun's people still had such a connection with the Qinghong Society. He just threatened him and pulled out the new leader of the Qinghong Society.
Is it possible that I am not well-informed enough?
Thinking of this, Fei An rolled his eyes, already thinking about it in his heart.
It seems that I really can't talk nonsense anymore.
As if he saw what he was thinking, shopkeeper Ning sneered.
Bully the weak and fear the hard.
Looking at Fei An's leaving figure, Xu Fanming couldn't help but shook his head: "Is this why shopkeeper Ning called me here?"
Shopkeeper Ning smiled particularly cheerfully: "Ignore everything else, at least it's still very useful, isn't it?"
Xu Fanming nodded: "Shopkeeper Ning really attacks people's hearts."
He looked at Shopkeeper Ning meaningfully, hoping to see a guilty look on Shopkeeper Ning's face.
But shopkeeper Ning straightened his back generously: "This is undoubtedly the best way, isn't it?"
Xu Fanming fully agreed with this statement. Indeed, he just stopped here and did nothing. Shopkeeper Ning solved this problem in just a few words.
However, he still asked a little uneasily: "Do you really don't need me to send someone to take care of him?"
The implication is to keep an eye on Feian. Once he does anything out of the ordinary, he will not see the sun the next morning.
Xu Fanming always likes to take two extra steps to be on the safe side when doing things, but shopkeeper Ning shook his head.
"No need. People like him seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. They know what they should do."
Having said this, Shopkeeper Ning raised his eyebrows, a calculating light shining in his eyes.
Xu Fanming was attracted by his confidence: "When shopkeeper Ning said this, I will have people look at him. I want to see if he can really follow your instructions as the shopkeeper said."
Show him the way to go."
Shopkeeper Ning nodded: "The gang leader can do that, I believe in my own judgment."
His words aroused Xu Fanming's curiosity.
Xu Fanming narrowed his eyes and raised his chin: "We'll see."
As for Fei An, he returned to the newspaper office and slammed the manuscript in his hand on the large table.
The heavy manuscript fell on the table with a muffled sound.
Feian took off the gold-rimmed glasses on his nose and stood by the window depressedly.
He really didn't expect that he would actually get into trouble with the Qinghong Club.
Didn’t it mean that behind Chen Jinjun there were only Marshal Huo from Yongzhou and the man named Shao?
So where did this Qinghonghui come from?
It would be okay if it was just Huo Tingyu and Shao Peichen who were causing trouble for him. After all, they were officials, and they were somewhat afraid of the newspaper.
It is also for this reason that Fei An did not take anything into consideration when he confused right and wrong.
But this Xu Fanming...
He is not an official, and he doesn't care what newspapers say about him. If he offends him by writing something random, it may be more than just an apology.