Crackle!

The sound of continuous firecrackers filled the air, and festive lanterns and couplets were posted all over the restaurant.

Zhang Mingtu looked at his parents with joyful faces and the many escort agents from the escort agency who came to congratulate him, and he also forced a smile on his face. He and his parents welcomed and saw off guests and entertained everyone.

After many days of negotiation between the parents, the father Zhang Jishi was persuaded by the mother Wang Yulan and decided not to go out as a bodyguard anymore.

It mainly comes down to a very simple sentence: "We go shopping to make a living and to support our family, but is our family still short of money now?"

This sentence convinced Zhang Jishi.

After the secret recipe was handed over, the patriarch not only agreed to a 30% profit share.

In order to avoid empty talk, he also paid a deposit of three hundred taels of silver to the Zhang family.

The family is no longer short of money, and there is no need to go out with the escort company and sleep in the open air.

So Zhang Jishi thought to himself, "Yeah, I worked for money, but now that I'm rich, there's no point in working. So from now on, everything will be for my dream."

Zhang Jishi doesn’t have too many dreams. The most he wants is a wife, children and a warm home.

If I didn't escort the goods, this dream would basically be fulfilled.

But it’s not a good thing to do nothing at home every day. After all, I have experienced hardships and I can’t stand living off my savings.

Thinking that his wife had always wanted to help her father-in-law realize his dream of opening his own restaurant, the couple secretly discussed it.

Without discussing it with Zhang Mingtu, he directly bought a restaurant.

The main reason is that Zhang Mingtu has always shown no interest in cooking or opening a restaurant.

The two of them simply discussed it on their own.

Anyway, they wouldn't be short of money in the future, so they stopped trying to persuade Zhang Mingtu to stop escorting.

Now that the family has a business, Zhang Mingtu can learn martial arts or open a restaurant as he pleases.

As long as he doesn't lose his life, he can go home and inherit the family property if Zhang Mingtu changes his mind in the future.

Zhang Mingtu stood woodenly at the door of the restaurant, welcoming and seeing off guests.

He basically didn't need to take care of the restaurant's affairs. His mother had wanted to open a restaurant for many years, and all the dishes and menus were based on Mingyuxuan's.

He went over the process of opening a restaurant in his mind many times. Before, there was no man in the family, and it was inconvenient for a woman to show up in public, so he wanted Zhang Mingtu to be the chef of the hotel.

Now that Zhang Jishi is back, it doesn’t matter whether Zhang Mingtu is still wanted or not.

Zhang Mingtu didn't expect things to take such a dramatic turn, but he could only sigh at how the world changes.

It is of course a good thing that parents have their own careers and plans, and Zhang Mingtu has never interfered too much.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a few hooligans on the street secretly looking at the newly opened restaurant.

However, when they saw the strong and sturdy escorts from Weiyuan Escort Agency entering the restaurant one after another, these ruffians quickly looked away.

In the past, when a restaurant opened, if its background was not strong and the guests were not luxurious enough, they would inevitably come and cause trouble.

It doesn't need to be excessive, just make the hall lively and noisy, and a sensible restaurant owner will give them some money, enough to make the brothers happy for a few days.

If you don't know what's good for you, you'll inevitably make a fuss, overturn pots and pans, and pick a fight.

Of course, all this is based on the premise that the restaurant owner has no background.

If the restaurant owner obviously has a strong background and is a top figure in the white or black world, they will also show their skills and will not come forward at all.

After all, what has allowed them to survive on the streets for so many years is their ability to recognize people.

They still remember clearly who can and cannot offend them. Otherwise, if they accidentally offend a gang leader, their body will be found in the gutter on the street the next day.

Today, the Fulai Restaurant is one that cannot be messed with.

Weiyuan Escort Agency is one of the three major escort agencies in Jianyi and is quite famous throughout the Jiangnan West Road.

In Jiangnan West, when escorting goods to this small area, people from both the black and white worlds will give them some face.

The escort agency does not only rely on force to transport goods, but also on personal connections.

The underworld is not about fighting and killing. If there were fighting and killing every day, the underworld would have been wiped out long ago.

In the early years, the Weiyuan Escort Agency had to rely on force to open the way. Later, they realized how powerful it was, and both the black and white worlds would give them a 20% cut. The Mian Escort Agency would also pay a toll. It was a win-win situation for both sides.

Harmony has always brought wealth, but this does not mean that Weiyuan Escort Agency is always harmonious.

At least, Wang Mazi knew that if he dared to go to the restaurant to collect protection money at this time, he would definitely be able to see the Bull Fist of Weiyuan Escort Agency.

"Alas, I can't drink this glass of wine."

"I should have known that such a large restaurant was bought out without a trace."

Sighing in his heart, Wang Mazi turned around and was about to leave.

It turned out that there was a large shadow hanging over my head.

A tall and slender young man stood in front of him.

The young man didn't say anything, but just crossed his arms across his chest, revealing an overwhelming aura that made Wang Mazi's heart tremble.

He was very familiar with this kind of temperament. When one has achieved success in martial arts and has made a leap in the level of life, standing in front of ordinary people will give people an extremely strong sense of oppression.

He also practiced boxing for a few years, but he did not take elixirs related to replenishing qi and blood, and he did not eat much meat. Not only did he not practice well, but his qi and blood were depleted.

Later, he learned from a martial arts instructor that the poor are good at literature and the rich are good at martial arts. For ordinary people who practice martial arts without enough meat and tonics, they are seeking death.

He decisively gave up practicing martial arts, but he also had some understanding of the realm of martial arts.

"Could this be Zhang Tuyuan, the genius of the Zhang family who entered the stage of bone forging shortly after practicing boxing?"

With a plan in mind, Wang Mazi forced a smile on his face, not at all disrespecting Zhang Mingtu's young face.

The more young these guys are, the more terrifying they are.

This young man has never been in the martial arts world, and he doesn't know how to control his strength when he strikes. If you are not careful or not polite enough, you can easily be killed by this young man with martial arts skills.

Therefore, Wang Mazi was quite polite to the boys.

"Sir, what can I do for you?"

"Are you Wang Mazi?"

Wang Mazi's heart tightened, but he did not deny it.

This young man walked out of the Weiyuan Escort Agency team. He was obviously a member of the Weiyuan Escort Agency. The people of the Weiyuan Escort Agency knew that his identity was very simple.

Weiyuan Escort Agency is a powerful local company that usually deals with wealthy families in a friendly and amicable manner.

But it's still easy to crush a small person like him.

"I have something for you to do."

"How can a small person like me handle the affairs of a big shot like you..."

Wang Mazi refused, but found that the air gradually solidified, and there was a faint terrifying roar in his ears.

Although the young man in front of him was not very old, he felt cold in his bones and muscles, as if he had been stared at by a big beast when he was walking in the mountains.