Yang Zhao stepped forward with a bitter face. Although he was tall, he was still a shorter than the black-faced man in front of him. What's more, this man has wide arms and a round waist and a calm lower body. He is obviously a martial artist. He is okay to fight with the ruffian. But when he meets such a martial artist who knows real skills, how can he be an opponent? But he dare not refuse to follow the orders of the boss. He only walked a short distance of 100 feet. His mind had been turned back and forth like lightning and arrows. This man was not a Han person, so he should use words to squeeze him.

Thinking of this, Yang Zhao stepped forward and bowed and said, "I have heard that Nanzhao people are generous and polite, and do not bully the weak, but I did not expect you to be so arrogant. Are you not from Nanzhao?"

The big man looked him up and down for a long time, and suddenly sneered: "Don't use words to squeeze me out. I am from Nanzhao or not, it has nothing to do with you. I want to buy this snow mud. Should you sell it or not?" His index finger tapped on the counter, and with a 'kick', it cracked a big crack. Yang Zhao was shocked and took a step back, his legs trembled. The people next to him no longer cared about their face and rushed out of the shop.

Seeing that he was so great, Li Qing felt a little regretful. If this person smashed his store recklessly, it would be a loss. He wanted to sell it to him but couldn't save face. He was just not dealing with it. Suddenly, Xiaoyu walked over quietly, pulled his sleeves and pointed outside the store. Only then did Li Qing find that the old woman in the bamboo basket on the roadside. Seeing her dressing, she was obviously with this man. His eyes rolled and he immediately had an idea.

Li Qing took advantage of the man's glaring at Yang Zhao, jumped out of the counter, jumped onto the street in two steps, and stood less than five feet away from the old woman and shouted loudly: "Langlang Qingtian, you must forcefully buy and sell, aren't you afraid of the law of the Tang Dynasty?"

The man turned around and found that Li Qing was standing next to his mother. Although he did not directly seize it, his intention was to use his mother to threaten him. The man was furious and rolled up his sleeves to reveal his strong arms like steel bars. The thick and black hair exploded. His eyes were like copper bells, and he shouted loudly, rushing towards Li Qing like wind and rain. The onlookers screamed in shock, seeing that Li Qing was about to be in trouble.

"Soldiers, stop!" At the critical moment, the old woman suddenly spoke, her voice was not loud, but her tone was not disobeyed, as if a ray of sunlight shot out in winter, instantly swept away the violent wind and snow, and the man instantly turned from a tiger to a sheep.

"Do you have a right fist? How did your father tell you before his death? You just can't remember it and have caused trouble again and again. Do you really want to get angry to death and you can get rid of the burden?" The old woman's voice was very small, but she was very heavy. She scared the man so much that she knelt down, didn't dare to say a word, and kowtowed continuously.

Li Qing returned to his position in a panic. Seeing that he was lucky enough, he felt ashamed, so he slowly walked back to the counter and turned to Yan'er. Yan'er hurriedly took out a tube of snow mud and a popsicle, ran up and handed it to the old woman and smiled: "It's so hot, you can take it!"

The old woman smiled and took it, praising Lian'er for being handsome, but unfortunately it was not her wife. Lian'er blushed and glanced at the man and said, "My young master is not a person who is not polite. He respects his son the most. If you said it earlier, you wouldn't have made such a fist. These ice drinks are the filial piety of my young master to you, and it is definitely not afraid of your fists. You must remember it."

Her voice was sweet and every word was reasonable, which immediately aroused a cheer. In the admiring eyes of everyone, Li Qing was content with a hint of satisfaction, and his mind was hot for a moment. He took out his money and a pot of water, walked over and stuffed it to the man with a smile and said, "A real man will not accept food from others. I think this money is lent to you. When will you have it? I will repay me again!"

His generosity and righteousness aroused another applause. The black-faced man had a very complicated vision. He silently took it and put it in his arms, carried it up again. After walking more than a dozen steps away, he suddenly turned his head and said loudly: "My King Bing will receive your favor today and will repay you in the future!" After saying that, he walked towards the south with his majestic body gradually disappeared at the end of the street.

"Young Master!" Lian'er whispered softly, interrupting Li Qing's gaze that was 'raised and hard'. "He is obviously a good bodyguard, but he let him go for nothing. It's stupid!" Li Qing wanted to slap him a few times.

"What's the matter?" Li Qing asked helplessly withdrew his gaze.

"Let's recruit a few more people! Look at this scene, you're really too busy."

As the evil man left, the customers who were shocked and dispersed came again, verbally criticizing each other and refused to give in to each other, just to argue about who was in front of whom just now. There was no trace of what Li Qing said that he was knowledgeable about literature and reason. The dark head made him dizzy, and he looked back at his employees, all of whom were as busy as props on a merry-go-round horse, without even touching his feet.

"It's better to give your current employees a raise instead of recruiting two more people!"

Back then, my finance office had more than a dozen people, and they were all exhausted. They forced the director to add people every day. As a result, the director said: If the salary increase is not aroused, everyone will be happy and work harder.

"Can'er, it's a matter of time to add people, but it must be proportional to sales. You see, we're just starting out. Although we're selling well now, we may fall tomorrow. Will we quit at that time? Wait for two more days, as long as the sales stabilize, I'll recruit people. Tell everyone, let's hold on for a few more days, and I'll give you an extra fifty cents of reward every day."

Lian'er had no choice but to say anything, Li Qing's words were reasonable, and he could not withstand Xiaoyu's repeated urging, so he had to force him to add the reward to 70 cents, and then he went to work.

The day was busy until the sun set, and it was just over. When Li Qing heard the sound of the curtain scraping the bottom of the can, he poked his head high and shouted: "Everyone, the inventory has been sold out. Let's come again tomorrow!"

Everyone was like a blowout, shouting and complaining. After a long time of trouble, they forced Li Qing to collect their money first and gradually disperse. Next, Li Qing took the work to the employees and sent them back.

"Brother Li, look at this." Yang Zhao rubbed his hands and stood in front of Li Qing and laughed. His wages were different and paid on a daily basis. After waiting for a long time, he did not see that the boss had the intention of paying money. He couldn't help but come forward to remind him.

‘Oh!—’ Li Qing seemed to suddenly realize that he counted out a pile of copper coins from the piggy bank and pushed them to him. Yang Zhao hurriedly took out a cloth bag from his waist and was about to put the money in, but Li Qing sneered: “You should just put it in a little bit and put it again!”

Yang Zhao was surprised. When he looked closely, he felt that the money pile seemed to be a little smaller than yesterday. He spread out and counted. The more he counted, his face turned whiter. When he ended up, he was sweating profusely.

"Brother, it seems that the amount of money is wrong!" As stated, he can get 300 escorts a day, but in fact there is also a reward. Yesterday I got 600 escorts, but today's business is better but only 400 escorts. This is unreasonable!

"What's wrong again?"

"The business today is more popular than yesterday, why is the reward of only 100 yuan?"

Li Qing sneered slightly, glanced at him and said, "That's because you took a step back in front of the black-faced man today. This step is worth 200 cents. If you took a step forward at that time, I will give you 800 cents today, but you took a step back, so it's only 400 cents."

"This, this, but that man is so tall and strong, I'm no match!"

Yang Zhao's face turned red. He didn't expect Li Qing to make a fuss about this matter and said anxiously: "Although I took a step back, my boss asked me, and I still stepped forward. I just didn't have the ability, what can I do?"

"I know this, but according to the store rules, you have not fulfilled your duties, so I want to deduct your money, otherwise why would I convince the public? However, I will compensate you in other ways." Speaking of this, Li Qing patted his shoulder and smiled, "How about you invite you to Mingyueju to have a drink tonight?"

Yang Zhao was very happy. Mingyueju is the best wine household in Langzhou. The store is not big but the price is very expensive. The hall is full of beautiful women. The wine is also an old cellar. It costs less money to eat a meal. He wanted to go there, but he was short of money. It was better for Li Qing to treat him. He responded happily. Suddenly he remembered something again and said to Li Qing anxiously: "I heard from the Liang'er that there is not enough staff here. I want to add a few more people. Your sister-in-law is at home. Can she come to help too?" His wife was idle at home, so it was best to come here to make money, but she was afraid that Li Qing would not agree. Yang Zhao was nervous and hoped that he would respond well.

"Okay, there is really insufficient staff here. Just call her, as for the wages!" Li Qing thought for a while and said, "It's half of yours, do you think?"

To deal with this future Tang Dynasty prime minister, as long as he does not give him the opportunity to reach into the store, try to win over other aspects.

"I'll go and send a message to the villagers and call her!" Yang Zhao was overjoyed. After taking two steps, he remembered something again and asked anxiously: "I still have two kids who can work. Can the boss find something for them?"
Chapter completed!