Siheyuan: Joined the Intelligence Department, my father is a national level

Chapter 182 Stall Trouble

Faced with a child who was less than four years old, Li Youquan also knew that he couldn't take the child's words seriously.

But the words "running dogs of the old society" are definitely not something such a young child would say.

Anyone who says this is either an antisocial thug or an enemy spy; in any case, he is not a good person.

Li Youquan sighed that even a three-year-old child can distinguish between good people and bad people.

How could Shazhu not be able to tell good from bad? He just came out from prison and he made friends with these bad guys. Isn't he afraid of going back to prison?

Li Youquan thought about this and pulled the kid in front of him and reminded him again: "Stay away from Uncle Shazhu. If you run into a bad guy, you can only tell me."

The child was very smart and quickly stretched out his hand to pinky promise with Li Youquan.

After leaving Lao Zhou's house, Li Youquan decided to send someone to keep an eye on Sha Zhu.

So he called the department overnight and arranged for people to keep an eye on Sha Zhu regularly.

The next morning.

Li Youquan arranged the work first, and then set off with Lao Zhou and Lao Zhou's nephew Dapeng.

He didn't want to take the car arranged by the department to go to Jichun, but the driver, Lao Xu, was a very stubborn person because he had received an order from Wu Chuanshui that he must follow Li Youquan at all times.

Li Youquan had no choice but to take a bus to Jichun.

Cars have their advantages. The journey to Jichun is no longer that long.

Along the way, Dapeng kept praising how luxurious Li Youquan's car was, and he couldn't stop smiling.

After a while we arrived at Jichun Market.

Li Youquan's car was parked at the entrance of the market, seeming out of place with everything around it.

People in the market had rarely seen such a high-end car, and they all looked at Li Youquan with envy.

This is the largest market in Jichun and its business is also the most popular.

Li Youquan had already inspected the place before coming.

After asking the market manager, I found out that all the stalls in the market had been rented out.

Just when Lao Zhou was worried, Li Youquan saw several stalls with transfer signs posted.

"Come on, let's go over and take a look."

Li Youquan pointed to the remote stalls in the corner.

Unexpectedly, Dapeng poured cold water on Li Youquan.

"Deputy Director Li! This stall has no business even though we rented it. How about we go to another market and have a look?"

"What are you afraid of? Good products are not afraid of being biased. Our products are good, so we are not afraid of being slightly biased."

Dapeng wanted to say something, but Lao Zhou glared at him and he stopped talking.

Li Youquan walked up to a stall and found a wall next to the stall. If the wall was demolished, it would face another open street directly, and there was a school across the street. The geographical conditions were excellent.

So he walked up to the stall owner and said, "How much is this stall? I'll rent it."

The stall owner was sitting at the door cracking melon seeds. When he saw someone coming, he glanced at Li Youquan and said, "Do you really want to rent a stall? You are from another place, right? Do you know why our stalls have such poor business?"

"In fact, it's not just about the location, it's because we haven't paid management fees to this market."

"You see this wall? It wasn't there before."

Li Youquan was also puzzled. If this was really the case, the stall owner would be eager to rent out the stall as soon as possible, so why did he come to tell him the truth?

So he asked the question in his mind: "You are not the stall owner, ask the stall owner to come over."

Hearing this, the man laughed and said, "I can't come. The stall owner was always beaten by them and ran away a long time ago! Although the rent has been paid, the person is gone. I am here to watch over him."

Li Youquan suddenly realized: "So that's how it is. Then you can inform him that I want this stall. I can pay for it today!"

"I don't know where he is either. How about this? Give me the money and I can make the decision!"

"Okay, but we need to call the market manager over and have you sign on behalf of the stall owner. Let the market manager be a witness. Then the stall will be officially transferred to us."

When the stall owner heard this, he quickly went to call the market manager.

At this time, Dapeng was whispering to Lao Zhou: "Uncle, I'm just worried. If Brother Li loses money, will he blame us? The location of this stall is really not good. Can we have any business?"

Lao Zhou had complete trust in Li Youquan. He quickly said to Dapeng, "Since you have agreed to work with them, you should trust him. I believe in Youquan. If you don't want to work, you can go home and continue farming."

Dapeng was speechless when he heard this and had to wait for the market manager with gritted teeth.

His eyes were full of suspicion.

Not long after, market manager Zhang Wei came over with a flashlight and a wooden stick in his arms.

When Zhang Wei saw Li Youquan and heard that the three men came by car, he thought he could blackmail them.

Li Youquan saw Zhang Wei walking towards him in a nonchalant manner from afar. He didn't look like a public servant at all, but rather a social thug.

So he felt the pistol in his pocket, and fortunately the bullets were loaded.

Zhang Wei didn't know Li Youquan's background, but seeing that he was a stranger, he thought he was just a businessman, so he said to him arrogantly: "You want to rent a stall, right? 100 yuan a month."

"100 yuan? It's only 20 a month..." When the stall owner's friend heard the one hundred, he couldn't help but say something more.

But Zhang Wei stared at him with his eyes wide open: "What do you know? You are just a stall keeper! I say 100, it's 100, I have the final say in this market!"

Seeing Zhang Wei holding a thick wooden stick, the stall owner's friend didn't dare to say much, but instinctively stood aside.

Li Youquan took a look at the faces of his stall owner friend and the stall owners nearby, and he knew that this man often did evil things in this market.

To put it nicely, he is an administrator, but to put it bluntly, he is a beast.

Old Zhou was also unhappy when he heard this. He stood in front of Li Youquan and said to Zhang Wei, "100... This is too expensive. Can you make it cheaper?"

The tone of Lao Zhou's question was not only unconfident, but also timid.

As soon as Zhang Wei saw that Lao Zhou was a soft persimmon, his true nature was exposed.

"Okay, the price has gone up now, 200 yuan! I see you guys have come all the way here! You can afford the car, but can't you afford the stall?"

Hearing this, Lao Zhou pointed at Zhang Wei and remained silent for a long time.

When Zhang Wei saw Lao Zhou pointing at him, he pushed him to the ground.

This really pissed off Li Youquan: "Okay! This is what you said, you have to rent this stall today even if you don't want to! Not only do I have to rent it! I will also help you tidy up this market!"

"Humph! You are a foreigner! What big words are you talking about? Believe it or not, I will have someone beat you down right now!"