From a freeloader to a world leader

Chapter 117 Caught on the Scene

"Who is your boss? We are from the Datong Chamber of Commerce!"

Chen Xiaoer looked at the two rustic men, patted the two bright red words "Datong" on his chest arrogantly, and sighed helplessly in his heart.

However, he still responded cheerfully: "Our boss's surname is Chen. He is not in the store these two days. I wonder if you two comrades can do anything?"

With the rapid development of Datong Chamber of Commerce in Hengzhou City, the term "comrade" has gradually become popular.

It has even become a fashionable name.

It is generally used to address respectable people of status, such as those who work in the Datong Chamber of Commerce or those who serve as officials in the government.

When Sun Zili heard that the boss was not there, he shouted unhappily, "What do you mean? My Datong Chamber of Commerce took over Qingshi Street today, and you are hiding from me. Are you dissatisfied?"

"No, no..."

Chen Xiaoer wiped the sweat, not sure if it was due to the heat or nervousness, and while apologizing, he stretched out his hand to signal the two to go inside.

"Two comrades from Datong, please come in and sit down. We can talk about anything inside. Our host's daughter gave birth to a baby two days ago. She went to the village for a drink and may not be back until the next day or the day after tomorrow."

Then, as he walked towards the counter, he lowered his voice carefully and said, "Comrades, if you have any questions, you can tell me. The waiter can also make the decision for some small matters."

Sun Zili and Zhang Yusa smiled at each other, as if they saw the white silver waving at them.

"Really? Can you decide?"

Sun Zili looked at Chen Xiaoer and raised his eyebrows. The meaning was self-evident.

Chen Xiaoer sighed again in his heart. It seems that all crows in this world are black.

Haven’t I heard that the comrades of Datong Chamber of Commerce are very friendly and clean?

Could it be that I encountered a fake one?

However, the other person's unique work clothes are difficult for ordinary people to imitate.

"Yes, yes----"

As he was talking, Chen Xiaoer came to the counter and, while trying to gauge the tone of the two men, he saw that the burly man who had just challenged him was walking slowly towards him, holding a wine jug in his hand.

"It's nothing, I just came to inform you that from now on, your area will be under the responsibility of our Datong Chamber of Commerce."

After listening to Sun Zili's words, Zhang Yusha patted the ironwood explosion-proof shield in his hand in a demonstrative manner: "In other words, you merchants will be protected by the two of us brothers, and the annual sanitation fees will be collected by us from now on."

When Chen Xiaoer heard about the sanitation fee, he smiled happily and said, "Comrades, I don't know your names, but how is the sanitation fee collected? Is it the same as the one on Pingyang Street?"

"My name is Zhang Yusha."

Zhang Yusha patted the shield in his hand, then pointed at Sun Zili and introduced him in a flattering manner: "This is our Captain Sun Zili. He is the nephew of Shanzhong Xiucai. Look carefully at him----"

"So he is the nephew of the scholar in the mountains. He is really a noble man."

Chen Xiaoer rubbed his clothes hem somewhat helplessly. He still had great respect for Shanzhong Xiucai, the legendary figure who suddenly emerged.

For this purpose, he spent more than a hundred copper coins to go to Jun Youlai Restaurant and listen to a play.

I was simply full of admiration for the talent of the scholar in the mountains.

It is amazing that he, a poor scholar, could become one of the leading figures in Hengzhou City within three or two months.

That's quite the adoration.

In fact, when he was chatting with the burly man who gave him money, he had the illusion that he seemed to have some of the charm of a mountain scholar.

"I am not worthy of being a noble person-----"

Sun Zili shook his legs ostentatiously, raised his chin higher, and spoke in a strong official accent: "As for your health fee------"

As he spoke, Sun Zili looked around the size and environment of the restaurant and was about to say something.

I saw a gangster in a grey short robe, carrying a wine jug, walking towards me casually.

My heart skipped a beat.

I feel like this person seems somewhat familiar.

I couldn't help but stop talking.

"You can pay your health fees according to the highest standard or the second standard."

Zhang Yusa thought that Sun Zili wanted to control the other party so as to extract some money for tribute.

Zhang Yusa and Sun Zili have already collected money from these merchants with no background several times in private, and they have long had a tacit understanding.

As he spoke, Zhang Yusha knocked lightly on the counter and said, "Chen Xiaoer, you said your boss is not here, can you make the decision on this matter?"

"I've done it, I've done it"

Chen Xiaoer bent down and asked the slightly dazed Sun Zili in a flattering manner: "Captain Sun, please give me an explanation. I understand what you mean."

"As long as you understand----"

Sun Zili came back to his senses and smiled to himself, thinking he was really alive.

A rough and uncouth man of the world also gave himself a fright.

It's just that it feels a bit similar.

There is absolutely no similarity between them in terms of their clothing and skin color.

However, Sun Zili decided to be more cautious and let Zhang Yusa, who had always flattered him, handle the matter.

Anyway, he is familiar with this matter.

Then he winked at Zhang Yusa and turned his back.

He looked at the guests in the restaurant lobby and the gangster carrying the wine jug.

"The highest level of our Datong Chamber of Commerce is 600 copper coins per year, and the second level is 360 copper coins-----"

After introducing the second-tier charging standards, Zhang Yusa, who received instructions from Sun Zili, rubbed his thumb and index finger together, making a gesture of counting money.

Then, without saying anything, he smiled meaningfully: "Hehe-----"

Chen Xiaoer, who had been openly recruited by the Four Seas Gang countless times before, would definitely understand what this meant.

It's just a personal benefit fee.

"Haha, Comrade Zhang, let's hand it in at the second level. Look at you guys-----"

As he spoke, Chen Xiaoer lowered his voice and asked in a low voice: "How much do I give you per year? Or every month-----"

When Zhang Yusha saw Chen Xiaoer being so understanding, he immediately laughed excitedly and said in a hoarse voice, "Give it to you once a year. From now on, we brothers will protect you. If you have any problems in the future, just come to me."

"Then, how much is appropriate?"

"Hehe-----" Zhang Yusa chuckled, looked at Sun Zili who had his back turned, stretched out his palm and spread it out completely.

Chen Xiaoer thought about it and felt that the expenses were still less than before.

Besides, the Datong Chamber of Commerce also has to take care of cleanliness and maintain street law and order.

He nodded and agreed on behalf of his cousin.

"Okay, I'll give it to you right away."

As he spoke, Chen Xiaoer opened the cash drawer, took out about five taels of silver, and weighed it carefully.

Then, take another three hundred and sixty copper coins and put them on the counter.

"Comrade Zhang, could you please issue a receipt so I can do an accounting for our shopkeeper?"

Zhang Yusa's face turned serious after hearing these words. At the same time, Sun Zili, who had been paying attention to the movements behind him, turned around.

Staring at Chen Xiaoer with sinister eyes, he smiled: "What do you mean?"

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding-----"

Chen Xiaoer waved his hands and pushed the three hundred and sixty copper coins: "Here, here - I must have a voucher, so that other comrades can use it as a proof when they check."

"Is that so?"

Sun Zili pulled the corner of his mouth happily, and smiled at Zhang Yusha who was holding the receipt: "Yusha, give the waiter a receipt."

Then, he stretched out his hand and swept the silver on the counter.

I saw that he had already grabbed the silver and was about to put it into his arms.

Suddenly, I heard a gust of wind behind me.

And, Zhang Yusha’s scream: “What are you going to do?”

Suddenly, Sun Zili felt a pain in his arm, and all the silver in his hand fell to the ground.