There seemed to be some other meaning in Fang Jun's words, and Chen Hai could naturally hear it.
He frowned but didn't say anything more.
He and Ye Qingqing had no shortage of spiritual coins in their hands for the time being, and they were living a leisurely life.
Other people in Liuyuan County are basically still living in dire straits.
Faced with this situation, Chen Hai didn't have any good solution.
After all, the number of people who came from Liuyuan County and integrated into Jinshan City was not just one or two, but thousands.
Different from the previous rule of law society, now it is a world of the weak and the strong.
If these people want to live well here, they must first put down their bodies and change their mentality.
It is simply unrealistic for Chen Hai to be a nanny for so many people and take care of their food, drink, and toilet.
As the old saying goes, if people don’t save themselves, neither will God.
These Liuyuan County people who have integrated into Jinshan City have thought very well, and everything depends on themselves.
The most Chen Hai can do is to help them when they happen to be in trouble.
Just like Fang Jun in front of him, he saw him reduced to selling himself into slavery.
After all, Chen Hai couldn't bear it and wanted to give him a hand.
"Fang Jun, asking you to sell yourself to me is just a joke, don't take it seriously."
"After eating and drinking enough, you feel much better. Please feel free to go where you want to go."
Seeing Fang Jun finally put down his bowl and chopsticks, Chen Hai thought for a moment and then said.
Hearing this, Fang Jun was stunned.
Then, he smiled bitterly and sighed: "Originally, I thought that when I came here, I could start from scratch."
"But in the past few days, I have finally seen through it."
"In this Jinshan City, human lives are like grass and grass, and the strong are respected."
"Here, we don't talk about the rule of law, only fists. As long as your fists are big enough, you can have money, power, beautiful women, whatever you want."
"Most of us from Liuyuan County are very weak. If we want to get ahead in Jinshan City, it's difficult to describe it in just one word!"
"You've only been here a few days, and you've already become very successful. I dare say that your fists must be bigger than the average person's. Maybe, you were already a master of martial arts in Blue Star."
"I lean against a big tree so I can enjoy the shade. There's nothing wrong with selling myself to you."
"It's my luck to meet you in this big market."
"Otherwise, I will really be bought by others and become a domestic slave. I don't know how miserable I will be like today."
Modern people have complicated minds, and although their limbs are not developed enough, their brains are still sufficient.
What Fang Jun said was logical and logical.
Although he said that many things were just guesses, his guesses were somewhat close to the truth of the matter.
As he finished speaking, he took out a crumpled piece of paper from his trouser pocket.
Then, he bit his fingertip, and after the blood flowed out, he directly pressed his fingerprint on the piece of paper.
"Here!" Putting the piece of paper into Chen Hai's hand, Fang Jun grinned: "From now on, I have to call you master."
"Don't look at it before, I was just average, but I still graduated with a bachelor's degree."
"If you ask me to fight, I won't be able to do it, but if I help you with some chores, I can still do it."
That piece of paper was, of course, a contract of sale.
When he was about to sell himself into slavery, Fang Jun had already prepared this thing.
Perhaps, he was preparing to sell himself to a wealthy family.
Then use this as a ladder to see if you can find opportunities to change your destiny.
As modern people, there are a lot of messy things in our minds.
Who knows what this guy Fang Jun had in mind when he sold himself into slavery!
But now, after meeting Chen Hai, he felt that taking refuge in Chen Hai was not a bad thing.
"Have you really decided to sell yourself to me?" After taking the deed of sale, Chen Hai looked at it twice, frowned and confirmed.
"Yeah!" Without any hesitation, Fang Jun nodded.
"In that case, let me say the ugly words first."
"In my house, you just have to abide by your duties and do what you should do."
"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask, and don't say what you shouldn't say."
"Don't play tricks in front of me, otherwise, I will kill someone too!"
After thinking for a while, Chen Hai nodded.
As Fang Jun himself said, it would indeed be easier for an undergraduate from Liuyuan County like him to handle chores and manage the maids and slaves in the mansion.
As for the disadvantages, they are mainly reflected in the issue of loyalty.
After all, it is really difficult for people who have experienced the influence of modern thinking to only value interests and make them absolutely loyal to someone.
Chen Hai's words at this moment can be regarded as giving him a preventive shot.
While speaking, he picked up the small wine glass in front of him and rubbed it casually.
The entire wine glass had turned into porcelain powder, flying down from his palm.
"As expected..." Seeing this scene, Fang Jun was shocked, but at the same time, he also felt his eyes light up.
Since they had reached a consensus, the two of them did not stay here any longer.
After settling the bill, Chen Hai led Fang Jun and walked quickly towards the direction of the newly purchased mansion.
…
Jinshan City, West District, Qianjie Gang Station, Juyi Hall.
Dusk has passed and night has fallen, but the lights are still brightly lit here.
Gang leader Deng Qian, dressed in brocade clothes, sat lazily on the tiger-head chair at the front, looking at everyone in the hall.
Judging from his appearance, he looks weak and harmless, like a human or an animal.
However, the grass on the grave of anyone who dared to look down upon him was already at least three feet high.
More than ten years ago, the three major gangs in the West District were not known as the Qianjie Gang.
Since Deng Qian appeared, the Qianjie Gang has slowly risen, eventually occupying nearly one-third of the Western District.
"Chief Wen, tell me, how has the situation been at your place in the past few days?"
After scanning the hall, Deng Qian's eyes finally fell on a bald man.
This literary leader's previous territory was the most barren.
But in the past few days, he has made a lot of money and made a lot of money.
Several leaders in the hall were very greedy for this.
They negotiated with Chief Wen and wanted to cross the line and get a piece of his territory.
Naturally, Leader Wen would not agree to this.
Because of this matter, several leaders had quarreled several times, but they just didn't draw their swords directly at each other.
At this moment, Deng Qian suddenly asked about this matter. You don't need to think about it to know that he must be trying to resolve the dispute and balance the interests of all parties.
"Gang leader, in the past two days, we did get a lot of good things from the newly relocated people from the ruins."
"A watch like that. The time displayed on it is very clear. It is much more convenient than an hourglass. A watch can sell for more than one hundred spirit coins, but the demand exceeds supply."
"In addition, condoms that can be used for contraception are far better than sheep intestines. They are very popular among dignitaries."
"In the past few days, we have earned at least one hundred thousand spiritual coins."
"It's a pity that the commander-in-chief has told us that no outsiders are allowed to enter the ruins within a month."
"Otherwise, we can completely squeeze out those people. Unlike now, we can only stand outside the ruins and make a little money."
…
With a hint of struggle on his face, the bald Chinese leader finally stood up obediently, saluted Deng Qian, and reported.
"You can earn 100,000 spirit coins in a few days? No wonder the other brothers are so greedy."
"As far as I know, you have the least number of people, only twenty or thirty people. It must be a bit difficult to seal off the entire ruins."
"Let's do this. Let the other brothers help you share the burden."
"How do you feel about each of you leaders stationed around the ruins for a day?"
After thinking for a while, Deng Qian said.
He said he was asking for everyone's opinions, but when he said this, he looked lazy at first, and his eyes suddenly became sharp.
"Brothers work together, their sharpness cuts through gold, and they help Chief Wen guard the ruins. I am willing to admit it without any hesitation."
"If the gang leader says east, I will go east. If the gang leader says west, I will go west. Since he has spoken, I definitely don't have any opinions here."
"Chief Wen, we will definitely be happy to help you, but what about you? Aren't you going to express your position?"
…
Deng Qian had just finished speaking, and the other leaders immediately spoke in agreement.
After all, the leaders knew very well what it meant to be stationed at the ruins.
Only Leader Wen, with a pained expression on his face, still hadn't made a reply.
"Everyone, you are sitting in a row, eating fruit!"
"Have you asked me for my opinion on those who want to rob those in the ruins?"
Just when Leader Wen wanted to speak, an inappropriate voice suddenly sounded.
Hearing this voice, everyone in the Juyi Hall was shocked.
Following the source of the sound, they looked over.
At the door of Juyi Hall, a man wearing a mask with a ghostly face was walking slowly towards this side with his hands behind his back.
As the headquarters of the Qianjie Gang, there are at least dozens of gang members outside the Juyi Hall, guarding the area.
But at this moment, the ghost-faced man came in without warning, but no one seemed to notice it.
To be honest, not to mention the ordinary gang members outside, even the people in the Juyi Hall, including gang leader Deng Qian, did not even notice the presence of the grim-faced man when he did not speak.