Chapter 63 Ru Fang's Tragedy (3) Er Ma Zi Gets His Wish...

The idea of ​​using work relief to transform displaced people into laborers rebuilding their hometowns was a brilliant two-pronged approach proposed by Li Yang. Moreover, because of Chen Junbo's influence, everyone praised it highly.

She was delighted and, after sitting down, naturally wrapped her arms around Chen Junbo's. The tables and benches in the tent were low, so with this movement, her head seemed to rest on Chen Junbo's arm, and she listened to everyone's conversation with a smile.

The room fell silent, and all eyes gradually focused on the place where the two arms were intertwined. Li Yang still blinked her bright, watery eyes, her dimples appearing and disappearing, seemingly unaware of his presence.

"General Manager Chen, you are truly newlyweds, so loving and affectionate, it's truly enviable, hahahaha." Lord Lin spoke first, and then everyone burst into laughter.

Only then did Li Yang realize that the others' barb was directed at him. He withdrew his arm, sat up straight, picked up his bowl and chopsticks, buried his head in his food, and refused to look up again.

Chen Junbai felt his arm suddenly go empty, and turned around with a slight dissatisfaction. He saw Li Yang's head hanging low, her ears flushed red. He knew she was embarrassed by Lord Lin's words, and unconsciously a slight smile appeared on his lips. "Lord Lin is too kind. In that case, I will trouble you gentlemen to issue the official letter as soon as possible. Once Madam returns to town, we can take care of this matter."

"Madam, Madam." In the carriage, Xiao Lu gently shook Li Yang's arm.

Li Yang snapped back to reality. "What's wrong?"

"Madam, did you talk to the young master about Manager Zhong today? Did he agree?" She was now eagerly inquiring about the manager's every move.

After finally getting rid of Manager Zhong, Manager Fang has arrived. Now Manager Zhong is about to return to the flower shop. Does the young master really intend to abandon his duties and let the young mistress run wild?

When she asked, Li Yang didn't shy away from the question, "Yes, I talked to him about it a few days ago, and he has already agreed."

Young Master actually agreed? Little Deer was secretly surprised. Didn't Bi Fang say that Young Master was extremely annoyed with Manager Zhong? How could he agree to let him come back so easily?

This girl is very skilled; no matter how turbulent her heart is, she doesn't show it on her face.

She grabbed Li Yang's sleeve with both hands, blinking her eyes as if she were overjoyed. "Really? That's wonderful! Otherwise, our shop is full of young ladies, and it would be really difficult to deal with those rough and unruly disaster victims. Now that Manager Zhong can openly go back to the Flower Bureau to handle business, the shop suddenly has two managers, and Sister Fang Yuan won't have to work so hard."

"That's right, there are two managers in this shop now." Li Yang was slightly worried. At that time, in order to solve the immediate problem, she went to the Fang family to invite Fang Yuan to come and be the manager.

Who could have known that things would develop so quickly? Now Manager Zhong can return to the flower shop, but what will become of the two managers?

"Yes, that's right. With both managers in the shop, the waiters don't know whose orders to take." Xiao Lu lowered her head, her voice seemingly troubled, but a slight smile played on her lips. She didn't like either manager, and she didn't care which one Li Yang got rid of.

Li Yang tightened her grip on the official document. She looked down at the document in her hand, and in just a few moments, she had an idea. "I have a way. Let's talk about it when we get back."

As soon as the two returned to the shop, Li Yang immediately gathered everyone together.

"From today onwards, Manager Zhong will be the 'outer manager' of our shop, and Manager Fang will be the 'inner manager'," Li Yang said, chuckling to himself. "Men are in charge of external affairs, and women are in charge of internal affairs, right?"

Xiao Erjia: "I've only ever heard of head manager and second manager, I've never heard of any outer manager or inner manager."

Xiao Er Yi: "Are you stupid? Manager Zhong is too old to be the second manager, and Miss Fang is a good friend of the owner, so she can't be the second manager either. This outer manager and inner manager, how wonderful! There's no distinction between them now."

Previously, when Li Yang arrived at the Flower Shop, she spent quite a bit of effort remembering the names of the waiters. It was Zhong Qian who noticed her slowness in remembering names and assigned names to all the waiters in the shop using the ten Heavenly Stems (甲乙丙丁).

Everyone was older than Li Yang, which made things easier for her; she could just call them Brother Jia, Brother Yi, and so on.

Little Deer: "Young Madam, how do we distinguish between 'inside' and 'outside' here? What matters should we ask the outer manager, and what matters should we ask the inner manager?"

Xiao Erjia: "That's right, so which manager should we contact if we need anything in the future?"

Xiao Er Yi: "Miss Xiao Lu is right. For matters concerning the inner manager, and for matters concerning the outer manager, please consult the inner manager."

Hearing the murmurs of the crowd, the two managers involved exchanged a glance, and Zhong Qian, unable to contain himself any longer, said, "Young Madam..."

"Whenever a customer enters the shop, they should look for the inner manager." Li Yang was prepared. "If anything needs to be done outside the shop, they should look for the outer manager. Now, the governor has issued an order, requiring our Hua Bureau to help the county government complete this conscription matter and send the able-bodied and strong among the disaster victims to rebuild Gao County as soon as possible. This is the outer manager's, which is Manager Zhong's first job."

As she spoke, she handed the official document in her hand to Manager Zhong, saying, "Manager Zhong, thank you for your trouble."

"Oh, oh, thank you, boss." Zhong Qianleng took the official document.

He knew that his employer must have gone to great lengths to persuade the young master, and now that his employer had given him this job, it was the best stepping stone. If he could handle this matter well, it would be a service to the Flower Bureau, and the young master would certainly not make things difficult for him anymore.

In the past few days, Zhong Qian asked around at every shop in Songshan Town. He thought that Songshan Town was a beautiful and prosperous place, and it would not be difficult to find a job.

Who would have thought that these shops would not only fail to hire more staff, but they would also lose their existing workforce. Every day, he would leave full of confidence, only to return empty-handed. Fortunately, his wife would comfort him day and night, which at least kept him from being too anxious.

A few days ago, the boss suddenly came to visit again. This time, she didn't bring any big bags or small packages. As soon as she entered the door, she shouted, "Manager Zhong, Manager Zhong, please pack up and come back to the shop with me to help out."

It wasn't that he was asked to help the landlord; it was the landlord who helped him, and his entire family. He helped his mother continue paying for her medicine, his wife didn't have to give up the house, and his two children were able to come to town, so the whole family could be reunited.

The waiter told him that a new manager named Fang had taken over the shop; he was shrewish and capable, and had once left Young Master Chen speechless with just a few words. Zhong Qian calmed down and returned to the shop, following the owner, even if it was just as a waiter, he would consider it a blessing. He returned to the flower shop without any official title or status, and fortunately, he spent his days distributing porridge at the Xiahai Temple, so things remained peaceful.

The distribution of porridge will eventually come to an end. He tossed and turned at night, wondering how he would cope if he had to return to the shop.

Now, the young mistress has given him the title of external manager, allowing him to assist the government in its work. Zhong Qian is well aware that his employer, the young mistress, is concerned about his reputation.

"Master, I, your son, will die a thousand deaths for you!"

Li Yang grinned, revealing his small, white teeth. "Manager Zhong, you should really be more careful with your words. May we have great fortune and wealth."

Rainwater soaked the soil, and the remaining petals evaporated in the sunlight, releasing a calmer, slightly decaying sweet fragrance.

Watching the water dripping from the eaves tiles, Liu Rufang felt dizzy and, with Long Ge's help, barely managed to get back to bed to rest.

The two agreed to go to the gambling den today to return the money, and then return to the Chen residence together to try to get back into the opera troupe, or to ask Mrs. Chen to help them find a job.

It was just past noon, and the two of them, in their excitement, drank a couple more cups, and he found himself somewhat unable to hold his liquor.

Brother Long: "Ru Fang, go to bed and rest. We can pay back the money after you wake up."

Ru Fang: "This wine is so potent, I'm afraid I can't go. Brother Long, you should go to the gambling den first to pay back the money and redeem the IOU..."

Before he could finish speaking, he collapsed onto the bed.

"Rufang, Rufang? Are you asleep?" Ah Long waved his hand in front of him a few times, and when the man didn't react, he spat a mouthful of phlegm on the ground. "Give me back my money, give me back my money, you're like a jinx, you jinx."

He cursed a couple of times angrily, then turned and left the house. He stumbled to the door of the woodshed, pushed it open, and called out, "Brother? Are you there?"

"Damn it, you little brat, you made me suffer here for half a day! Did you get it done?"

Ah Long hurriedly said with a smile, "It's done, it's done, Brother Ma, you should go now. A moment of bliss is worth a thousand pieces of gold."

That man was none other than Er Mazi from the gambling den. The day he first met Liu Rufang, Er Mazi was completely captivated by her androgynous appearance. For several days in a row, he even lost his appetite for the girls in the brothel.

Afterwards, that cowardly dragon went to the gambling den to find him, saying that he wanted to repay the money, but unfortunately he didn't have enough silver, so he wanted to give a big gift to offset some of the interest.

Now that Ah Long was ready, he looked at the half-open door of the house and felt restless with anticipation.

He arrived early this morning and waited in the woodshed for Ah Long's signal. But that kid was not one to back down, and he had been hearing constant creaking and groaning sounds coming from that room for a long time.

He was holed up in the woodshed, able to hear but unable to eat, and had long been burning with desire; now he couldn't wait a moment longer.

"You little brat, I'll settle the score with you later when this is all over." With that, he shoved Ah Long aside and rushed straight into the door.

Ah Long followed behind him, and once the man entered, he closed the door from the outside. "Brother Ma Zi, enjoy yourself, old man." With that, he slipped back under the stove, slung the bundle he had hidden there over his shoulder, and disappeared without a trace.

All sounds from outside the door were cut off. It felt as if all the blood in Er Mazi's body had rushed to his head; his eyes were bloodshot, and all he could hear was his own heavy breathing. He stared at the body on the bed, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down, and he licked his chapped lips repeatedly with his tongue.

"Little wench..." he chuckled hoarsely, forcing out a few low laughs through his teeth, "You think you're so high and mighty? Today I'll teach you to recognize your grandpa!"

The sound of tearing fabric was particularly jarring in the silence. In just a few moments, the silk robe was reduced to shreds and lay limp on the ground.

A dazzlingly white body suddenly appeared, sunlight streaming through the window lattice illuminating it, making it seem as if the finest mutton-fat jade was floating with a layer of ethereal light. Even more striking were the few crimson marks on the snow-white skin, like red plum blossoms falling on snow, fiercely burning his eyes.

He'd really struck gold today. "Heh..." He took a deep breath and, unable to contain himself any longer, pounced on her like a hungry wolf, kicking off his worn-out shoes and pinching and kneading her smooth, alabaster-like skin with his rough hands.

Liu Rufang was deeply immersed in a chaotic dream, only feeling that the person on her body was particularly fierce today. It was almost morning, why hadn't he gone out to pay off his debts yet... As her consciousness sank, all her strength seemed to be drained away, and she could only turn into a pool of spring water, letting the storm rage and sway her.

Just as the passion subsided and the person on top of her pressed down heavily, a sharp pain suddenly shot through her neck. She had been bitten hard. Liu Rufang winced in pain, letting out a muffled groan.

Er Mazi was agitated by the soft moan and jumped up again. The man had been drowsy like a dead fish, but now that the fish had made a sound, Er Mazi became even more frantic.

In the midst of his pleasure in ravaging her, a strange sense of triumph, like that of a master, arose out of nowhere: "Little bitch, you've tasted the power of grandpa, haven't you!"

He buried his face in that warm, soft flesh, his movements becoming increasingly erratic, driven only by a savage impulse, gnawing and biting at the skin, wanting to leave as many marks as possible. He let out satisfied moans, like a wild beast marking its territory.

Liu Rufang forced his eyelids open in pain, and as he opened and closed them, a large face was directly above him. The man's braid was greasy, his face was covered in spots, and his mouth was full of yellow teeth mixed with tobacco grime... It was the thug from the gambling den that day!

"Let go, let go..." The few words that escaped his lips only provoked a fierce determination in the other party.