Manager Qiu stroked his beard and clicked his tongue, with a teasing smile on his face.
This kind of thing is common. This bunch of rough guys are all rough and uncouth, and their behavior is closer to the primitive village. Rules and restrictions are bullshit to them. For example, the second aunt of this family has an affair with the old Wang next door. This is a common thing in the countryside and there is nothing to say.
After sending Hei Niu away, Manager Qiu stood up and told the people in the building to serve the food. After waiting for a while, seven or eight people came in, calling out "Master Qiu". He hummed and raised his chin lazily, "Are you here? Come and eat quickly, so you can get back to work after you finish eating."
The person who came was a bodyguard hired by the Qiu family. The Qiu family was different from the Ji family in that they started out as bodyguards and had many martial artists in the family.
The ones in front of us are the best among the bodyguards employed by the Qiu family, and they are usually highly valued by the family.
They sat down one by one, looking at the table full of delicacies, and were a little surprised: "Master Qiu, what on earth are you doing? Are you asking us to transport food? That's why you're giving us such good food."
Now that we are at war, transporting food to the front line is the most dangerous thing. At this critical juncture, this is the only thing they can think of.
Manager Qiu smiled mysteriously and shook his head: "No, no, no, it's not about that. I want you to burn a place. Do you dare?"
Burning place
Several escorts looked at him in bewilderment: "Master Qiu, please explain clearly, the brothers don't understand!"
Manager Qiu leaned back in his armchair, smiled, took out a stack of banknotes and threw them on the table, saying lazily, "Here are two thousand taels. After the job is done, there will be another two thousand taels as compensation for your hard work. All you have to do is to go with me to burn down the weaving mill in the west of the city. Do you dare?"
The weaving mill in the west of the city
The escorts looked at each other, shocked at the huge amount of silver and the place that had to be burned.
The weaving mill is a place where the wife of the governor and the county lady from the capital also have stakes. Because the construction of the weaving mill and the recruitment of workers were so grand, everyone knew about it and understood the status of the weaving mill. What's more, the Qiu family also had a stake in the weaving mill.
Why would you burn down a big business in which you have a share
Because the news was so shocking, no one could understand it and looked at Manager Qiu in surprise and doubt.
The leading escort named Song scratched his head and asked curiously, "Master Qiu, you are not making fun of us, are you? This is not a joke."
Manager Qiu saw their reactions and naturally knew what they were afraid of. He raised his eyebrows and said, "What's so funny about this? Don't worry about why we have to burn it. Anyway, this is an order from the higher-ups. If you don't dare, I'll find someone else."
Everyone was a little nervous and didn't say anything for a while. After a while, someone swallowed and asked, "Nothing will happen, right?"
In other words, is this money used to buy their lives
If you don't burn it, just push them out to take the blame.
Everyone stared at Manager Qiu.
Manager Qiu laughed and said, "What are you thinking? It's not true. If something happened to you, everyone would know that you are from our Qiu Family Escort Agency."
That's true.
After hesitating for a while, one of the escorts said first: "Then I will listen to Master Qiu!"
In this kind of situation, the key is whether someone is willing to take the lead. Once someone comes out and responds, the others will immediately follow suit: "Yes, then we will all listen to Master Qiu!"
Manager Qiu smiled as if he had expected this: "Then let's eat. Once we are full and satisfied, we can work better!"
He was also thinking about kissing Miss Chansheng's beauty after the deed was done.
What a beauty she is.
Manager Qiu burst into laughter.
After finishing the meal, it was already late at night. Manager Qiu took them on a shortcut to the West City. Looking from afar at the weaving field that stretched almost an entire alley, a hint of coldness appeared on his face.
There really are a lot of children in there, but if you want to blame anyone, it's just their bad luck, because they followed the wrong person.
Only if they die can they play the greatest role.
Manager Qiu yawned and said, "Okay, let's go."
He told them about the places that had been poured with tung oil, and ordered them: "Each person is responsible for one spot. If it burns, run away. Do you understand?"
If the place wasn't too big, you could go alone.
But it is better to be cautious. If you pour tung oil, you might get hurt if you are not careful. So let's stick to the original plan.
Several people were a little nervous, but when they heard him ask, they hurriedly agreed and asked him again: "What about you?"
Nonsense, of course he has something to do, he has to help the Third Young Master look after those pretty girls!
Manager Qiu coughed a few times and then went forward and knocked on the door.
The doorman was a young man of about sixteen or seventeen years old. He knew Manager Qiu. When he saw Manager Qiu, he smiled and asked hurriedly, "Why are you here?"
Manager Qiu was the person in charge of the Qiu family here and came here often, so the doorman had no suspicion at all.
Manager Qiu himself was still smiling as always: "Come and take a look at the batch of looms. They said one is missing."
He was not at all worried that he would be confessed, because the young man would die soon and the dead would not reveal secrets.
After stroking his beard again, Manager Qiu dispersed with several escorts according to the established plan.
He led a group of people to the little girls' residence.
As soon as he reached the outside of the yard, he smelled the scent of tung oil. He couldn't help but sniff, then took a long incense stick from the escort and lit it, while quietly pushing open the door of the yard.
With a creak, the gate opened. Manager Qiu's smile froze. He looked at the people in the yard in disbelief and pinched himself subconsciously - what the hell, why is there someone in the yard? !
It was so late, and the concierge had to be woken up by him, so why was Mrs. Yuan still awake? !
Mrs. Yuan was standing in the yard. When she heard the noise, she turned around abruptly and saw that it was Manager Qiu. The expression on her face was hard to describe.
Manager Qiu also frowned for a moment.
It was Madam Yuan who spoke first: "Why is Manager Qiu here so late?"
Manager Qiu was already feeling a little irritated, as if something was wrong. He walked in calmly while saying, "Oh, things in the city have been a bit uneasy lately. I was afraid something might happen in the place, so I came here to take a look."
As he spoke, he walked closer to Mrs. Yuan, and when he was only a few steps away, he suddenly jumped up and pounced on Mrs. Yuan.
Mrs. Yuan screamed and stood there as if she was frightened.
Manager Qiu sneered in his heart, but suddenly he heard a sound of breaking air in the air, followed by a sharp pain in his right shoulder.