Two weeks later, Qin Leyin came to the "Chaofeng Pavilion" again.

Today's invitation is in the name of supper, and the last twilight of sunset stroking Xuanzhu County by the sea. The light falls in the bustling outer city area, and the shadow remains in the quiet and tidy inner city area.

Standing in the shadow, Qin Le had red hair, which made her even more vivid and charming.

He looked into the distance, and the Xuanzhu County in his view was divided into two parts by nature.

One is on top and one is on bottom.

One is in the dark, the other is in the light.

One extends outward and the other contracts inward.

Many ordinary scenery will be seen by people in change on unusual days.

"God's will." He chuckled, "It's hard to disobey."

The servant at the door respectfully brought Qin Leyin to the VIP compartment inside. Just like the last time, it was already full of familiar old faces. He was either the president of the chamber of commerce who had been ups and downs for many years or the young hero who was yelling in a square and elegant manner.

It was just different from their last confident "Zhan Jing Mie Ting". Qin Leyin walked in, no one said hello to him, and everyone was pondering and drinking.

There was confusion, sorrow, confusion, and at a loss in their eyes.

Although they were wearing brocade clothes and silk, they drank good wine and ate delicious food, they were in a luxurious restaurant, and they were surrounded by well-behaved and obedient maids.

But they seem,

Just like the untouchables they despise, there is no difference.

Qin Leyin sat down without changing her face, rejected the waitress' request, glanced at the empty main seat, and asked, "It's already this time, don't you please come to listen to your home?"

"Please," Luo Zhen said while drinking a slutty wine: "But they didn't send anyone. Since there are all people, let the others go out."

"Why?" Izumi Xin, who was having fun with the waitress, was dissatisfied: "What else is there to talk about now? Why don't you eat and have fun? Just wait until Xiang Xuehai feels comfortable, I'll treat it tonight!"

"Qin Xin!" Luo Zhen slapped the table and was furious.

"Your money to go to Hongyuhai is also on my head, okay?" Quan Xin was not at all guilty, shook his head and sneered: "What's wrong? Without Jing Zhengwei, and without Tingda Tinger, do you think it's your turn to be the boss? Who are you? You want to touch me too?"

"Qinxin!" Luo Zhen was so angry that he laughed. He and Quanxin have been friends since childhood. Quanxin has always been his leader. Now Quanxin actually gave him a face on the spot. He stood up and clenched his fists: "Did you have your brain damaged by taking medicine or can you only think about it below? Dog bastard, are you looking for death?"

"Haha, you're anxious, you're anxious, you're anxious." Quan Xin hugged the maid and laughed: "Who doesn't know that your Luo family is the dog of the noble family? Now that Jing Zhengwei wants to unify the silver blood, you can no longer make their money bag."

"Wang Hai Gong wants to give him a daughter. Will other nobles still use your Luo family? Your Luo family licks the nobles, and the nobles lick Jing Zhengwei. As long as Jing Zhengwei expresses his willingness to continue to support those guys, the first one of the five major chambers of commerce will disappear is your Luo family!"

Luo Zhen's face turned pale.

Because what Quan Xin said is true.

Among the five major chambers of commerce, if described by technical content, the Luo family's industry is the least technically unrelated, either a store, a transit provider, or a downstream assembly factory. Simply put, the position of a pig in the Luo family can be done well.

The confidence of the Luo family comes from the support of the nobles and the county magistrate's office. Unlike other chambers of commerce that first monopolizes on technology and then let the county magistrate's office maintain its own monopoly, the Luo family first took out the command arrows of the county magistrate's office and forcibly monopolize the industry without any technical content, so they can make huge profits without any pressure.

For example, shoes.

Yes, shoes, which are not worth much, are monopolized by the Luo family in Xuanzhu County. Ordinary people make straw sandals themselves, and the Luo family doesn't care about them, but if you dare to open a store and sell shoes, you will wait for the patrol guards to extort the store.

The Luo family divided shoes into many levels. The highest-end ones are naturally the most popular, but they will not let go of the few copper plates of the people. Even the cheapest shoes are a price that makes ordinary people extremely uncomfortable. However, they are smart and can create public opinion on the discrimination chain of shoes.

‘Luo’s shoes are comfortable and durable, a century-old history and a symbol of culture’, ‘only wearing shoes can you be worthy of yourself’, ‘Silver-blooded nobles all love to wear this style of shoes’, etc.

Such public opinion is still very useful in Xuanzhu County. People who wear shoes do feel superior to those with barefoots. Many young people’s first salary is to buy shoes for themselves, and they are even willing to buy more expensive shoes - others wear the lowest-end ones, and you wear the same style as silver-blooded nobles, and you hold your head and chest up when you carry bricks.

But in the final analysis, the Luo family's profits all depend on his "forced monopoly".

Even if other chambers of commerce compete with their peers, they can forcefully crush them to death by their size; but the Luo family cannot do it. Once peers enter the market, their profits of "good money" will be squeezed into zero by the untouchables' "bad money" commodities.

Therefore, the Luo family relies very much on the nobles of the county magistrate's office. Once the support from above is gone, the Luo family will be destroyed in an instant.

And now, it is the summer when the Luo family is in danger of survival.

The nobles and powerful officials have turned to Jing Zhengwei. They have no pressure, and they can only have one more lord. As long as they can continue to be officials, they will be able to exploit them sooner or later.

They naturally would not cherish white gloves like the Luo family. Although the Luo family is obedient and easy to use, they are just gloves after all, and are not heirlooms. If the lord wants to use them to warm his hands, he will give them to him.

Everyone knew this, and they couldn't help but feel a hint of pity when they looked at Luo Zhen.

Although others can't escape, it's obvious that Luo Zhen will be the fastest dying, and it can even be said to be dying.

Workers need to be 'irreplaceable' to escape the fate of being abandoned when they are old, and the same is true for the Chamber of Commerce.

The Luo family was like when they were young, they found a rich man to support him by kneeling down and licking. On weekdays, they relied on renting more than a dozen buildings. Now the rich man has gone bankrupt and has packaged the Luo family and those dozen buildings to Jing Zhengwei. The Luo family has no temper at all.

Luo Zhen stood there, staring at Quan Xin. Quan Xin, who was hollowed out by the wine, quickly became timid and waved his hand and said, "Forget it, let's save some energy to go to Xiangxuehai tonight."

The waitresses quickly left the room as if they were pardoned. They could tell the secrets inside the Silver Blood Society, but they could not listen. If they continued to stay, their lives would have to be left there.

Luo Zhen took a deep breath, calmed his face and sat down, looked around for a while, and asked, "The poet didn't come either?"

Someone said: "They were selling their property and preparing to leave Dongyang. Now Xuanzhu County is like this. They paid a lot of money to Linhaijun and finally got the permission to leave."

Everyone couldn't help but feel pity for poets - other chambers of commerce have physical industries at least, so the money in it doesn't have to be withdrawn from military spending, but poets sold almost all physical industries these days, and the working capital was too much.

The poet was drawn 40%, so the house was really confiscated. A good commerce in the top 20 levels was just because of the losses in the Sky Zone and the continuous man-made disasters, and the family property was lost.

Luo Zhen just asked casually and quickly got to the topic: "Does anyone know what I'm going to do with my family?"

Lan Jianbo said: "I heard that the family had a full martial law, but they seemed to be preparing to sell the goods ordered by Yang Jun to the warlords on the other side of the sky, and they had already transported a ship to the warlords."

Someone said in surprise: "Who dares to sell the goods from Heyang Jun?"

Soon someone sneered: "Heyang Jun is now disabled, and I don't know that there is still Heyang Jun. Should I still keep it for Heyang Jun to be a charity?"

The most famous product of the company is naturally guns and weapons.

When He Yang Jun was there, 90% of the output of Tingjia Gun Machinery Factory was sold to He Yang Jun at a cost price, and even often lost money. The remaining 10% was naturally the root cause of Tingjia's wealth.

The reason why the family sold it to Heyang Jun so cheap was naturally not because of their deep love for this land, but because Heyang Jun pointed at them with guns and weapons. Do they still dare to sell it for more?

Now that the Yang army is crippled, the governor Gai Shiwen is gone, and the Wolf Prison station may be in internal strife. The military is completely incapable of checking and balancing the family, so how can the family still look at their faces?

On the other hand, the listener is the most likely to become a warlord now, and they have some guns. If it weren't for Jing Zhengwei and Lin Navy's invasion, Dongyang District would have been named Ting.

"I heard that my family and us are not on the same journey."

"Yes, Jing Zhengwei has no choice but to do anything to them."

"If I had heard of Jing Heliu... Fortunately, I heard that I had a grudge with Jing Zhengwei in the evening..."

"What's that little grudge? Ting Gu and Ting Wankan are called great revenge. Didn't Ting Gu think nothing happened? He even gave him his concubine..."

"It's true or false, do you know?"

"Two days ago, I saw Tingwank flirting with a woman at the dock. I practiced the flying flower tactics and recognized that woman as Tinggu's concubine."

Quan Xin asked seriously: "Are you beautiful?"

The answerer gave a thumbs up: "Xiang Xuehai's top brand level."

Even if it is about life and death, once you talk about colored content, you will still be in a thunderous state.

But Qinleyin can understand them.

When facing difficult-to-solve problems, normal people will choose to escape, just like a student doing homework for one minute and playing a mobile phone for half an hour, just like an author writing a thousand words to play a three-hour game... This is a defense mechanism, because no one is rational and cannot make the best decisions.

The best decision for primary school students to get 10 points is to go home and take off their pants and wait for the beating, rather than adding a 0 with a red pen to the score, but there are always primary school students who hope that this can deceive their parents to escape a beating.

When facing unprecedented difficulties, most people are no different from elementary school students. They may know the best decisions in their hearts, but they cannot make up their minds, or they may hope that miracles will happen in reality.

At this time, you need a leader, a guide light, and someone who can make everyone feel better.

So Qin Leyin knocked on the table, making the people who were chatting about gossip focus on themselves.

"Let's surrender."
Chapter completed!