Feng Jiu glanced at the two of them and said, "I'm looking for you to take charge of something." While speaking, he handed over a token.
When the guard saw the token, his eyes narrowed, and he quickly took it with both hands, saying respectfully, "Sir, please come in. I will report to the steward immediately."
One of them quickly took the token to report to the steward, and another took them in and handed them to the person inside. After that, the guard left, and the person inside took them to the strike hall and served them tea and cakes.
The steward, who was chatting with two middle-aged men in another room, heard the knock on the door and couldn't help but curse: "What a tactless person! Don't you know that I am receiving an honored guest?"
There was a pause in the knocking on the door. The guard hesitated, but still reported: "Manager, someone came with a black order and wants to see you."
Hearing this, the steward inside was slightly surprised, looked at the other two people, and saw that they nodded, then said: "Come in!"
The guard came in, not daring to look around, but respectfully handed over the black order in his hand: "Manager, this is the black order of our black market. I dare not neglect it, so I asked someone to take them to the lobby."
The manager took it and saw that it was the black market representative, the honorable black market. He was slightly surprised and handed the black order to the two people sitting beside him, and asked at the same time: "What kind of person is this person who brought the black order?"
"He is a handsome young man in red, about fifteen or sixteen years old, and he is accompanied by two attendants, a man and a woman." The guard reported.
"Well, you go down first!" He waved his hand, signaling him to leave.
"yes."
The guard retreated and the door closed. At this time, the voices of the three people in the room talking could be heard again.
"This black order is indeed from our black market. Every black order given away must be registered and reported. Moreover, it is not easy for ordinary people to obtain a black order. How could a young boy have such a black order?"
"No matter how he got it, now that he has come with the black order, I have to go and meet him." The steward said, and when he was about to take back the black order, he saw the middle-aged man holding the black order moved his hand away. He was slightly startled and looked at him, not knowing what he meant.
"This black order does not recognize anyone." He looked at the steward and suddenly said this.
The manager and the middle-aged man beside him were startled and paused for a moment. After a long while, the manager frowned slightly and said, "This is not a good idea. We are all working in the black market and should know the rules. Besides, the young man who was able to get the black order must be someone extraordinary. If the higher-ups find out, we won't be able to bear the consequences."
"Let me go with you to have a look! I also want to know where this young man came from. How could he possess the Black Order?" The middle-aged man stood up, looked at the Black Order in his hand, and said, "Perhaps, this Black Order is not his either."
The man next to him wanted to say something, but just moved his lips and said nothing in the end. Instead, he stood up, intending to go and see what kind of person the person was.
Knowing what they were thinking, the manager sighed and said, "But I still want to remind you that since the other party can bring the black order here, he is the most distinguished guest of our black market. You must not act recklessly."