The old man took the folder. It was an unbound folder. After opening it, it was obvious that the paper was much less than the previous household registration book. At least, it was one-third less thick than the original household registration book. w ww.q ua n ben.c om
Opening the folder, the old man looked at it slowly, flipping down page after page. There was no expression on his face. However, the shock in his heart could not be greater. The old man had lived here for more than ten long years, so naturally he could see Zhang Yang. The importance and detail of this information, and more importantly, this folder is very different from the first one. This folder does not collect information according to each household, but according to age. It is separated from gender, but it is marked at the back to indicate who is the head of the household, and how many people in the household are on which page and which line...
If the first household registration book was clear at a glance, then the current information is quite easy to remember. For example, there will be comments in the information of the elderly, which people like activities, which people rarely go out, etc.
The old man finished it quickly.
There was a moment of silence in the bookstore. The old man gently stroked the folder, and a word suddenly came to his mind: The younger generation is to be feared!
Suddenly, the old man remembered what Zhang Yang started to say.
"You said you can't stay here much longer?" the old man asked.
"Yes."
"Why?"
"It's nothing. Liu Biao and I agreed from the beginning to show him twenty days. It's been a week now, not long ago."
"... Well, why don't you consider staying here? I think this job should be very easy for you." The old man looked into Zhang Yang's eyes, as if he wanted to understand Zhang Yang's inner thoughts.
"That... still doesn't work..." Zhang Yang naturally couldn't talk about the problem of too little money.
"Haha, do you think you have too little money?" The old man immediately guessed Zhang Yang's thoughts from Zhang Yang's twinkling eyes.
"That... ahem..."
"Think about it, when you really enter this ***, you will find that as long as you have the ability, it is easy to get a position. I have lived here for seventeen years, and eleven groups of people have changed here. At least Five of them are doing very well now." The old man who had always been indifferent suddenly developed a cherishing mentality towards Zhang Yang.
"Yeah, let's talk about it after a while." Zhang Yang realized the old man's kindness and said perfunctorily.
"Well, you might as well think about it, kid. Remember, it's easier to get to the top with force, but wisdom can still make you stand out. City C is just a very, very small place. This is just a starting point. Do you understand?" The old man said meaningfully.
"Yes, City C is too small." Zhang Yang felt the same way.
"Haha, it's very small, but," "Seventh brother, right?" "
"Do you know Brother Seven?" The old man's face suddenly changed color.
"Ahem... I don't know him, I just heard..." Zhang Yang didn't expect the old man to react so strongly.
"Child, let me give you a piece of advice, a very important piece of advice. Don't keep it in your mouth for people like Brother Qi, just keep it in your heart. It's better not to mention many people's names. It can easily lead to death. Woe." The old man said to Zhang Yang with a serious face.
"Can't you even mention it?" Zhang Yang's mouth opened wide with a look of disbelief on his face.
"Brother Qi just stamps his foot and City C will tremble, but when did you hear someone mention his name?" The old man couldn't help but smile slightly when he saw Zhang Yang's expression.
"That's true… "
Zhang Yang scratched his head. It seemed that he had lived in C City for a few years and had never heard of Seventh Brother. Even Liu Biao, who liked to fool around, didn't know that in Liu Biao's mind before, Xiao Yuan Xing Cai is the boss of City C. Obviously, Brother Qi is the invisible boss in this ***, and people deliberately avoid talking about him.
"Haha, let's not bring up this topic. I am an old man who still wants to live for a few more years. By the way, why does Liu Biao want you to help?"
"He hasn't found his little brother yet."
"Ah... cough cough..." The old man who was drinking tea suddenly choked and turned red.
"Okay, okay... Haha, I'm old..." The old man asked Zhang Yang, who quickly gave him a slap on the back, to sit down and said, "Three hundred yuan a day can't even hire two people?"
"Didn't you invite five people?" Zhang Yang hesitated.
"He said he invited five people?" The old man was also stunned.
“…”
Zhang Yang was speechless. He had already guessed what Liu Biao was thinking without asking. First of all, it would be too shameful to bring two young men with him. According to Liu Biao's style, going out on the street without three or five people would not have much momentum, let alone a party. Because of the boss's style, Liu Biao took the initiative to replace the two people with five people. Zhang Yang estimated that Liu Biao would also invite at least four people.
In fact, the three hundred yuan given by the casino to Liu Biao was originally one hundred yuan for living expenses per person, and Liu Biao's salary was settled at the end of the year. In fact, Liu Biao did not know that his current identity belonged to the real staff of the casino and those who followed him. Ma Zai is fundamentally different.
"This silly kid, no wonder he eats lunch boxes all day long." The old man couldn't help but smile bitterly after understanding the situation: "What would Xiao Yuanxing think if he knew that he and his men had to eat lunch boxes every day?"
"Do you know Brother Xiao?"
"We know each other." The old man said calmly.
"Hey... there's a stranger..."
Zhang Yang was about to ask something about Xiao Yuanxing when three people walked in from the alley. The three people were very special. A young man with strong features wearing a white casual suit was followed by two iron tower-like bodyguards with different ages and Similar to Zhang Yang, his strong facial features give people a mixed-race feeling.
The characteristics of the two bodyguards are also very obvious. They are dressed in crisp black suits and have a pair of eyes patrolling the surroundings vigilantly. They are like two beasts that are always ready to pounce, full of a sense of danger.
Although the young man had a thick and sturdy figure, his face was careless, looking like the biggest loser in the world.
"Why a stranger?" The old man glanced at the three people, took out his mobile phone and pressed a few times, seeming to send a message.
"Looking at the arrogant expression on that guest's face, he shouldn't be a local, and he has never been here before, because I have never seen a guest with such an expression in a week here, let alone with a bodyguard. Besides, most casino guests are They are relatively familiar customers. Occasionally there are strangers who are brought here by regular customers. This customer looked around when he entered the alley. He probably just heard that there is a casino here. The possibility of him being a policeman is very small. If he is a policeman. If you step on the spot, it won't be so eye-catching. This kind of approach will only make people more vigilant..." (Quanben Novel Network www.QUanbEn-xIAoShUo.com)