"Keep this smile, by the way, that's it..."

Looking at the smile on Fang Yi's face, Man Jun couldn't help but give a thumbs up. Although this person's diligence is important, talent is undoubtedly more important. Fang Yi's only a small change made his temperament change drastically. Man Jun asked himself that he could not do this.

"Let's go, you brothers and three of you will get to know each other, so that they can cause trouble at that time..."

Hearing Fatty Fang Yi and Sanpao out, Man Jun turned around and locked the store door, he lowered his voice and said, "These grandsons are not enough to make trouble. If you want to do something in the market, don't offend them. If they deliberately find fault, you can tell me..."

The Antique Market Management Office of Chaotian Palace was previously affiliated with the Chaotian Palace Museum. There were not many formal employees in it. Most of them were relatives and friends of museum staff. These people had little fixed salary, so they were affected by the oil and water, which made the entire antique market chaotic.

"Brother Man, don't worry, we know how to do it..." Fang Yi nodded when he heard this, and then turned around and ran to a small shop selling beverages, cigarettes and alcohol next to him, and paid for a pack of cigarettes worth 18 yuan.

"Fang Yi, aren't you not smoking?" Seeing Fang Yi bringing a pack of cigarettes when he came back, the fat man was stunned. However, Fang Yi was often nagged by him because of smoking.

"I don't smoke. This cigarette will be given to others in a while..." Fang Yi clumsyly opened the cigarette, took out one and handed it to Man Jun, and said, "Brother Man, I'm just trouble you these days. Come and smoke a cigarette..."

"Oh, I said you boy, you are such a monster..."

After hearing Fang Yi's words, Man Jun's eyes widened. He had just taught him, but he actually learned and sold it. Although the handing of cigarettes was a little unfamiliar, the expression on his face was very sincere, which made people feel very comfortable.

"Hey, Fang Yi, the cigarettes were not removed like you..." The fat man said with a little picky look: "At a glance, you don't seem to be able to smoke..."

Fang Yi does not know how to smoke. It is the first time he has unpacked a cigarette in his life. He has no idea that there is a circle of plastic strips that can be torn off on the edge of the cigarette, so he tore the whole bag of soft cigarettes directly from the top.

"Little fat man, come back and teach Xiao Fang, what you want now is this effect..." After hearing the fat man's words, Man Jun glanced at Fang Yi's hand, but there was a smile in his eyes.

"Brother Man, what's the effect?" the fat man asked in confusion.

Man Jun smiled, shook his head, and said, "I won't talk about it for now, you can think about it yourself..."

"What effect can remove a cigarette? Alas, Fang Yi, show it to me..." The fat man muttered, and while Fang Yi was not paying attention, he snatched the pack of cigarettes and sent one for himself and the three cannons, and then he stuffed it back into Fang Yi's hand.

"Remember, this management office is actually a section-level unit. The section chief has a public office in the museum. He is not here very often. The person in charge is a deputy section chief named Gu. When you meet, you have to call Director Gu. Don't offend others. Don't be too flattering. Keep the size yourself..." While walking Manjun, he told several people about the situation of the management office.

Unlike the antique market outside the Chaotian Palace gate, the management office is inside the Chaotian Palace, and the storefront is not big. As soon as I walked to the door, I heard the sound of playing cards coming from inside. I pushed open the door and a stream of air conditioning came out from inside.

"Who opened the door? Close it quickly, and there was a heat when it opened..." Before Man Jun and others could enter, an impatient shout came from the room.

"Director Gu, it's me, Lao Man..." Manjun walked in with a smile and said to the middle-aged man in his forties who was welcoming the door: "How's Gu Chu's luck? How much did he win today?"

The director Gu was about 1.7 meters tall, but he was probably 180 to 90 kilograms. Although the air conditioning in the room was very high, he was still wiping sweat with a towel, and he seemed particularly impatient when he saw the door being opened.

"I won the money, I'll get three hundred out..."

Director Gu pressed the cigarette butt from his mouth into the ashtray and said angrily: "These two little bastards took medicine yesterday. Today they kept getting good cards, but five of them came out in the last hand..."

"Aren't you letting them?" Man Jun laughed and said, "I heard that there is a sauerkraut fish left below. Let's go and try it at noon, and have some wine. You will be transferred to the ancient city in the afternoon..."

"Hey, I like Lao Man, you speak with your heart, every word is thoughtful..."

After hearing Man Jun's words, the Guchu threw away the card in his hand and said, "I won't play anymore, I won't play anymore, I don't have any eyesight, have I seen no job? By the way, Lao Man, what are these people behind you doing?"

"These are my little brothers. Don't you think we can make a living in the Heaven Palace..." Man Jun smiled at Director Gu, and at the same time made a gesture to Fang Yi very obscurely.

Seeing Man Jun’s gesture, Fang Yi quickly took a step forward and said with a smile: “Director Gu, my name is Fang Yi. These are my two buddies. His name is Wei Jinhua. This is Peng Sanjun. Please take care of the ancient department in the future…”

As he spoke, Fang Yi took out the pack of 18 yuan cigarettes, first sent one to Director Gu, then called the other three people in the house, took out the lighter attentively, and helped Director Gu light the cigarette.

"Um?"

After taking a sip of Fang Yi's ignorant cigarette, Gu Chu's face was not very good-looking, but when he lowered his head and saw the two packs of Chinese cigarettes placed by Fang Yi and the sealing of the scattered cigarettes on the side of the table, his face suddenly calmed down and he showed a smile.

"Xiao Fang, Lao Man is an old man in our antique market. It is definitely true that he will take you with him..."

Director Gu was still very satisfied with the actions Fang Yi made. Although he was a little dissatisfied with the pack of 18 yuan cigarettes that Fang Yi took out, when he saw the sealing of the cigarette, his reaction was the same as that of the fat man, that is, Fang Yi would not smoke.

After seeing Fang Yi naturally put two packs of Chinese cigarettes on the table, Director Gu realized that this young man was very good. If he did a good job in business, he would hit him more in the future, and the monthly cigarette money would be settled.

"You guys go to the market for patrol. Take this pack of cigarettes and go for lunch together..."

Director Gu explained to several subordinates. He was not stingy and threw out the two packs of cigarettes that Fang Yi had offered. After getting the cigarettes, the people glanced at Fang Yi and smiled out of the room of the management office.

"Being a human being in ancient times is just a grand ceremony. It's really good to train these people..."

After those people went out, Man Jun smiled and complimented, "This management office is a formal director of Director Gu, and the others are temporary workers. Even if the ancient department eats alone, no one can say a word.

As the saying goes, people carry people in a sedan chair. Although Manjun doesn’t need to curry favor with Director Gu, he usually invites food, drink, cigarettes and alcohol. Multiple friends are better than multiple enemies. It is worth spending a little money to save some trouble.

"Xiao Fang, don't you guys know if you want to rent a storefront or a stall?"

The remaining pack of Zhonghua cigarettes was quietly received into the drawer. Director Gu took out a document from the drawer and said, "There is a contract to rent a storefront. There are still six storefronts left. The cheapest storefront is 3,000 yuan a month, and you have to pay a year's rent first..."

"The ancient department, our brothers are just making a small fuss, just rent a stall..." After the ancient department introduced the storefront, Fang Yi quickly answered the words, saying, "What a joke, the total amount of them is more than 20,000 yuan, and even the rent of the storefront can't be paid.

"Oh, the stalls are cheap, twenty yuan a day, and one month at a time, no problem?"

When Director Gu heard Fang Yi say he wanted to rent a stall, he showed a look of disappointment on his face. Because the stall rent is low and the troubles are high, the renters often have little money, and the oil and water they can get in their management office is too little.

"No problem, ancient times, the money is ready..."

Fang Yichong winked at the fat man, lowered his voice and said, "Chu Gu, we don't open any company, so it's useless to ask for invoices and receipts. You don't need to open it anymore. If you have any questions, let's just report your name to Director Gu?"

As Fang Yi said, the fat man took out six hundred yuan, but he did not put the money on the table. Instead, he smiled flatteringly and placed the money in the drawer that Director Gu had just opened.

"Old Man, these little brothers are pretty good..." After hearing Fang Yi's words and seeing the fat man's actions, Director Gu's face clearly showed a smile.

You should know that although the store has strong financial resources, most of them have some background. Director Gu usually only gets some food, drink, tobacco and alcohol, but there are actually not many opportunities to get money.

But if you rent a stall, you don’t issue invoices or receipts, the 600 yuan a month is actually in your pocket. Moreover, Gu Shi is a person who covers the sky in this management office. He doesn’t need to share it with anyone. This part is the big part of Director Gu’s monthly income.

Of course, Director Gu was very cautious in collecting this money. If Fang Yi and the others were not brought by Man Jun, Director Gu might not dare to accept it, because once such a thing was spread, no matter whether it was true or not, the leaders of the museum would probably have to move his position.

"Let's go, I'll take you to the market for a walk. Let me tell you which stall you like..." There is another income every month. Director Gu is in a very good mood. The hot day actually offered to go to the market and stood up first.

"High, really high!"

After Director Gu walked in front, Fatty Fang Yi and Sanpao gave Man Jun a thumbs up. The act of giving money and not having a vote was just what Boss Man told them before entering the door, and the change in Director Gu's attitude was also obvious.

The fat man understood the effect of Fang Yi's tore up a large cigarette.

The reason is very simple. If Fang Yi is a smoker and takes 18 yuan to the leader, his attitude is obviously disrespectful.
Chapter completed!