Wang Yan shook his head: "I really don't know about this. In this place on Tianbei Street, the temple demons are strong and there are many bastards in Chi Qian. You can't be sure who has hugged who to keep warm. So it doesn't matter. It's not certain."
"Beijing hasn't even elected a new "talker" today, and they've already started targeting us?"
Zeng Qinglin thought for a moment: "Then this group of forces is obviously confident of driving us away first and then regaining Tianbei Street. Right?"
Wang Yan glanced at Zeng Qinglin with admiration, without admitting or denying it.
Zeng Qinglin sighed: "Looking at it now, things are much more complicated than we expected. If we stop now, the loss may be less. If we continue like this, the more we invest in the later stage, the more we will lose." ,Right?"
Wang Yan nodded: "It mainly depends on whether you are obedient or not. Just like here. I am very obedient. I will do whatever they ask me to do, and I will listen to whatever they say. Anyway, my family is small. , according to what people said, there is nothing wrong with it, and it doesn't have much impact on me." "And they didn't go too far. I can make a lot of money relying on the traffic on Tianbei Street. The main thing is that I'm used to it."
"What you mean is that you are already following people's instructions and arrangements, right?"
Wang Yan said "Yeah" and said, "Those of us, if we don't have the ability to contract, we have to stand in line as early as possible and lean against the big tree to enjoy the shade. If we stand now, if we make the right choice, we will definitely have various discounts in the future."
"Then whose team are you on now?"
Wang Yan thought for a moment and looked very embarrassed.
Zeng Qinglin is also a sensible person: "I'm sorry, brother, just pretend I didn't ask anything."
"No, it's okay."
Wang Yan was simple and clear: "Anyway, you will know sooner or later. We are now on the team of Liu Jiabei, the half-district chief of Tianbei District, and Liu Butcher, working for him."
"Is this Butcher Liu also from Tianbei Street?"
"He is not from Tianbei Street, but he is from Tianbei District. Now he also hangs out from Tianbei Street."
"So, is Liu Jiabei the most powerful person in Beijie today?"
"He is definitely a big force, but he is not the only one. You are like Xue Qi from Shui Feng, Cannon from Tianbei Tufang, and Zhang Pei, the three of them. They are all big forces. The future of Tianbei Street is very likely to be Several of them."
When Zeng Qinglin heard this, he became obviously more serious: "Do you think there is a possibility that these people have united?"
"Then I really don't know. You have to taste it yourself."
Zeng Qinglin fell into silence. After a moment, he raised his glass and said, "Thank you brother for reminding me. We will discuss these matters carefully after we go back."
"You're welcome, brother, we are all brothers. From now on, if you come to Tianbei Street and find me, Wang Yan, useful, just ask. Those who can help must help, and those who cannot help must find a way to help!"
"Thank you, brother!"
Zeng Qinglin raised his glass and drank it down with Wang Yan.
At this moment, the lobby manager just entered the office again, with an anxious look on his face: "Manager, it's not good."
Zeng Qinglin did not carry Wang Yan behind his back: "What's wrong?"
"Two men who checked in yesterday fell in the guest room. Now they are lying to us, saying that they fell because of a sudden power outage and failure to provide relevant warnings."
"They called a lot of people and blocked the lobby and refused to leave. They demanded compensation from us."
Zeng Qinglin glanced at Wang Yan: "Brother, please wait here while I go up and take a look."
After saying that, Zeng Qinglin turned around and left.
"Brother Zeng, let me accompany you to take a look."
Zeng Qinglin hesitated for a moment, but did not refuse.
Wang Yan accompanied Zeng Qinglin back to the hotel lobby.
At this moment, there were more than ten or twenty people dressed like gangsters standing in the lobby.
They acted grandiosely and laughed loudly.
At some point, two beds appeared in the center of the lobby, and two men were lying there motionless.
There are various rights protection banners everywhere inside and outside the hotel, which are as eye-catching as you want.
Zeng Qinglin was about to step forward to solve the problem when he was stopped by Wang Yan: "Brother Zeng, they are not here to defend their rights, they are here to cause trouble. Leave it to me. You can't handle it."
After saying that, Wang Yan ran over there.
The little hand took a step forward and walked behind Zeng Qinglin. There were words in his words, all of which were instructions: "Fortunately, you haven't completed the renovation yet. If the renovation is completed and the business reopens, how will you continue to do business if people come to your door every two days and make so much noise?" No matter how good the software, hardware and service attitude are, it's useless."
"I suggest you have more security guards. If anyone makes trouble, get them out!"
"Then we can't fight in the hotel every day? We are here to do business and make money, not to fight!"
"Then you'd better find a big backer from Tianbei Street. Let people know who owns your place, otherwise it will be useless."
"Do I have to look for it from Tianbei Street?"
"It's useless to look for it from other places, right? Not to mention whether the forces in Tianbei Street recognize them or not. They can't cover us even if they are far away!"
"Maybe you can make some big noise from Tianbei Street and establish your foothold completely! Let the people in Tianbei Street be in awe and admire you. At that time, whoever comes to trouble you again will definitely have to weigh it."
"We are here to do business and make money, not to come here to gain prestige. Moreover, this hotel is actually not a necessity for us, and we do not need to build a bigger hotel from Tianbei Street for this project. Let's do it."
Xiaoshou glanced at Zeng Qinglin meaningfully: "This is your own business. I can't comment. However, as an external force, if you want to take advantage of Tianbei Street, you will definitely not be able to take this step."
Zeng Qinglin was extremely depressed and lowered his head in silence.
After a moment, he raised his head and looked at the manager on one side: "Did you call the police?"
"Already called the police, but to no avail. People defend their rights normally and don't fight or make trouble. And when the police come, they leave, and when the police leave, they come. We can't always call the police."
Zeng Qinglin's face was very ugly, and in the end he could only look at Wang Yan with hope.
Wang Yan walked up to the two gangsters lying on the bed, and then smiled slightly: "What's wrong with you two?"
One of them glanced sideways at Wang Yan: "What do you do?"
"Oh, I'm the general manager of this hotel."
"You came just in time!"
The little gangster's nose is not a nose, and his eyes are not eyes: "Your hotel suddenly lost power, causing me to fall down. How can I solve this problem?"
Wang Yan was still smiling: "How do you want to solve it?"
"I have been injured for a hundred days and have been unable to go to work for three months. You still have to compensate me 50,000 yuan."
"Can you earn more than 10,000 yuan a month from work?"
"What nonsense!"
Another gangster grabbed Wang Yan's neck directly: "There is no mental damage compensation? Who are you looking down on? Is this your attitude to solve the problem?"
"Do you think there's no one here right now, so it doesn't matter?"
The gangster's voice was loud and full of threats: "But don't you know you are renovating? Are you waiting for us to renovate before you come to defend your rights?"
Wang Yan took his time and continued: "I didn't mean that, I just don't know where I fell, so I need to pay so much money!"
The little gangster smiled "haha" and pointed to his waist: "It's right here. Why, do you want to take me to have a good check-up?"
"Oh, here, it's okay, I can fix it."
After Wang Yan finished speaking, he smoothly pulled out the swinging stick from behind his waist, and then ran towards the little gangster's waist and swung it up without hesitation.
The little bastard had quick eyes and quick hands: he jumped out of bed with a sound of "Run~".
"Bang~"
The stick hit nothing.
Upon seeing this situation, the other gangsters nearby became anxious: "Fuck you!"
"You're looking for death!"
They roared and rushed towards Wang Yan.
Wang Yan took his time and raised his hands in the air: "Looking at your dodge just now, I think there's nothing wrong with your waist, and you won't be unable to go to class!"
The little gangster gritted his teeth and glared angrily: "You bastard, you're really going to die! Brothers! Come on!"
With a wave of his hand, more than a dozen horsemen were about to rush forward.
At this moment, Tiger Stick rushed into the hall with a large group of people.
They were carrying all kinds of swords, guns and sticks, and their numbers and momentum were far greater than this group of gangsters!
The tiger was filled with murderous intent: "Fuck you, you are seeking death!"
With a shout and a curse, the crowd waved their weapons and pounced on the gangsters.
The gangsters wanted to have a cheap fight, but they didn't expect that there were so many people on the opposite side.
He was instantly frightened, turned around and ran away without saying a word.
If you run fast, you will disappear into the hotel in one breath. If you run slowly, you will be pinned down in the hotel and beaten up.
Zeng Qinglin looked at the chaotic lobby and said quickly: "Brother, brother, stop it quickly, stop fighting."
Wang Yan could see that Zeng Qinglin was a little anxious.
Then he raised his hand and signaled: "Tiger, stop!"
Tiger raised his leg and kicked a gangster in front of him, and shouted angrily: "If you dare to come here again to make trouble, I will break your legs!"
The gangster fled in a panic, and after a while, the lobby became quiet.
Wang Yan signaled the stick men to pull down all the banners. Then he walked to Zeng Qinglin.
"Brother Zeng, please remember my phone number. If this happens again, call me. Only people like us can deal with this group of people."
Zeng Qinglin kept shaking his head and sighing.
Several security guards rushed over, looking like they were hesitant to speak.
Zeng Qinglin seemed to be used to it.
"Just tell me, what's wrong?"