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Volume 3: Standing on the White Clouds Chapter 28: Are You Worthy of Cockroaches?

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    "Mr. Qingyi" A burst of hurried shouting sounded outside the library of the University Scholar's Mansion. Yu Zimo, who was immersed in reading inside, was suddenly awakened, frowned slightly, and walked out.  The person who came was a man in his thirties, who was circling anxiously at the door, rubbing his hands constantly, looking worried and hasty.  "Fang Zhuo, why are you here?" As soon as he went out, he saw the anxious look of the other party. The fact that this person was valued by Long Yang and temporarily took over as the manager of the Beijing store after he left meant that he must be a rare talent. He can do anything small.  They definitely won't come to the Grand Master's Mansion to find him. Could it be that something big happened in the hotel?  "Sir, it's not good. Today, many guests ate stolen goods in the hotel's dishes. Some of the guests had stomachaches and have been sent to the medicine hall. Now a large number of people gathered at the door of the hotel, saying they wanted one.  Say it, otherwise the hotel will be destroyed. " "Oh! It's interesting. Let's go back to the store to see what kind of trick it is." Yu Zimo is not worried at all about the food at Shangri-La Hotel.  They are all strictly controlled, and since it is winter again, rotten vegetables rarely appear, so there is no other possibility except that someone is doing something wrong.  Fang Zhuo was stunned for a moment when he saw the indifferent expression on the other party's face. Then he remembered the magic of Mr. Qingyi and slowly relaxed in his heart. He was quite scared at first. He had just  This incident happened less than a month after I became the manager. If I couldn't handle it well, my good days would be over.  Yu Zimo went to ask Lu Zhi for instructions, and then rushed to the hotel with Fang Zhuo.  At the entrance of the Shangri-La Hotel, a group of shouting people gathered, mostly men, and most of them had ugly faces, forming a crooked army.  The two people standing at the front, the one on the right is a dry and thin old man, holding a big cigarette bag in his hand, putting it in his mouth from time to time, with an intoxicated expression on his face.  On the left is a big man with a sinewy face. His burly figure is in perfect contrast to the old man. His cloudy eyes are constantly scanning the road in the distance, as if he is waiting for someone.  The hotel was surrounded by crowds of onlookers, with different expressions. Some looked like they were watching a good show, while others looked like they were letting you make some dirty money.  "Yu" After half a stick of incense, a rapidly approaching carriage stopped at the door of the hotel. Yu Zimo stepped out of the car unhurriedly, looked around, and ignored the shouting.  The man walked into the hotel minding his own business. Fang Zhuo, who was following him, was stunned by his behavior and hurriedly followed him in.  The leading man and the old man looked at each other, winked to one side, and then walked in with five or six people.  As soon as Yu Zimo entered the store, he saw the hall that seemed a bit empty. Originally, not to mention the hall, even the takeout area was crowded at this time, but today it seemed a bit depressed. The upstairs was fine.  However, all the guests were lying on the fence, waiting quietly for the hotel executives to come out and explain.  Seeing Yu Zimo come in, everyone who knew him craned their necks, wondering how this man would solve this situation today.  The waiter in the distance quickly ran over at Yu Zimo's wave and stood respectfully aside.  "Bring me the dishes that the guests have eaten." The waiter hurriedly went to the table next to him and brought over a plate of tomato scrambled eggs, with a hint of uneasiness on his face.  Yu Zimo took it and took a look. Somehow, there was a black carapace among the red and yellow dishes. He picked up the chopsticks on the table next to him and turned them over. A dead cockroach that could no longer die appeared.  In front of you.  Seeing this scene, Yu Zimo suddenly shook his head and laughed, making everyone who saw this scene confused. Could it be that Mr. Qingyi couldn't resist the reality and was stupid?  ?  "This is Mr. Qingyi, right?" Just when Yu Zimo was laughing, there was a buzzing sound from behind. When he turned around, he saw that the big man and the old man who were originally at the door were standing not far away with a few people.  , it was the old man holding the big smoking pole who spoke.  "Yes, it's me. Who are you?" "It doesn't matter who I am. What's important is that I had dinner with a group of friends at your restaurant at noon, and somehow I ate these unclean things.  Now a few friends have been sent to the medicine hall. I am waiting here just to get an explanation from you, otherwise" The old man glanced at Yu Zimo sinisterly. In his opinion, this  Such a pretty boy, as long as he scares him a little, he can agree to any conditions. He also blames his employer for being so careful and letting him bring dozens of people over.  "What do you mean by this, my friend? Is it obvious that he wants to blackmail our store?" He walked slowly to the old man's side and held his hand.Putting down the dish, he met the other person's gaze without fear. Damn, you really think I'm a three-year-old kid, don't you?  If you use this kind of trick, the screenwriters in the 21st century have already written your trick into the TV series. All I can say is, you are out.  "Blackmail?? The kid won't be scared out of his wits, right? Some of us came here to ask for an explanation after eating badly in the hotel. If it's blackmail, why should I do this? I just came in with a big knife. The little kid probably doesn't have much experience in the world.  I haven¡¯t learned everything about Xiajiumen.¡± The old man¡¯s words caused a burst of laughter. Even the guests upstairs nodded, thinking that Yu Zimo was frightened.  "It's indeed the Nine Gates, but you guys are too casual. Next time before you do this little trick, fry the cockroaches first and then put them in the dishes. This will make them look more realistic, and you won't be blinded even if you are old.  I will ask a few young people to take a look. There is a shoe mark on the belly of this cockroach. It was obviously trampled to death and put in. I beg you, please show some high IQ before playing next time. This is casual. You can afford it.  Is a dead cockroach worthy of the great word blackmail?" He picked up the cockroach with chopsticks in one hand and threw it directly in front of the old man. Sure enough, there was a faint shoe mark on his stomach. Suddenly, the faces of several people became nervous, and they lost their expressions before they came in.  Arrogant, their original method was to try one store and succeed in one. Who knew they would encounter such a tough fight today, and they fell on the other side right from the start.  The guests upstairs also suddenly realized that after doing it for a long time, it turned out to be a blackmail. They couldn't help but admire Zimo even more. Although it seemed to be a very simple method, when encountering such a thing, most people held it in their arms.  How could he have the same idea of ??calming things down as the other party and observe him so carefully.
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