Chapter 281 Robbery

Fu Da didn't understand.

"What do you want someone to do now?"

Chen Shiyi replied without raising his head.

"To the salt flats."

"Why don't you plan first?"

Chen Shiyi explained patiently.

"What are you planning? Just rob it."

Fu Da sneered.

"Robbery?"

Chen Shiyi nodded.

"Yes, they are robbing. There is nothing to discuss with them. It's all about the unequal distribution of benefits. I will suppress them with my strength and settle the issue of benefits. Then they will obey me obediently."

Fu Da was silent for a while and then chuckled.

"When will you start?"

"Tomorrow night."

"good."

On a dark and windy night, hundreds of experts suddenly broke into the sea salt field and subdued the powerful guards in a short moment.

Chen Shiyi brought Fu Da and Shen Wuyang into the tall wall.

On the platform, Shen Wuyang moved a chair for Chen Shiyi to sit on, and he and Fu Da stood beside her.

It was a mess down there. All the people from the salt field were detained, begging for mercy and cursing non-stop...

The entire salt flat was dyed with torches, as bright as day.

Chen Shiyi quietly watched the people below quarreling non-stop. He did not try to stop them, nor did he make any statement. He was very patient.

She discovered that among the hundreds of people guarding the salt field, there were three people who were unusually calm, and the others seemed to follow their lead.

She rested her elbows on the armrests of the black wooden chair, her chin resting on the back of her hands, and glanced lazily at the people below.

"Fu Da, whoever made the loudest noise will be taken outside for punishment."

As soon as these words came out, Fu Da's eagle-like eyes became sharp and he moved forward a step. The crowd below instantly fell silent.

Chen Shiyi sat up straight with his lazy body.

"I will take over the salt land from now on. You all go back to your respective positions and stop causing trouble."

A burly man among the three people below said.

"Who are you? Why did you take over the salt land?"

Chen Shiyi looked him up and down.

"What's the surname of this nobleman?"

"Gao."

"Gao Zhuangtu, are you the manager of the sea salt field?"

"Exactly."

"Okay," Chen Shiyi pointed at Shen Wuyang next to him and said, "Do you know him?"

"Mr. Shen, of course I know it."

"Since you know him, you should know that this salt marsh has an owner, so why should I take it over?"

"Hmph, don't think I don't know that the owner of this salt land is dead. Who are you to want to seize this place where gold is grown for no reason?"

Chen Shiyi was not annoyed and continued.

"From what you said, it seems that there is someone more suitable than me to take over this land?"

"That's natural."

Chen Shiyi said "Oh".

"Can you tell me who he is? At worst, I'll just kill him. If he dares to compete with me for territory, I'll kill him."

The senior manager's face turned pale immediately, and he didn't dare to say a word. He glanced at the two people beside him with his round eyes, and a shorter one whispered something behind him.

Chen Shiyi glanced at their little movements.

"That person won't be you, will he?"

The senior executive replied loudly, stiffening his neck.

"So what? Do you really dare to kill me?"

"Oh? Do you have any other cards that I can't touch?"

The senior manager looked a little scared and looked at Chen Shiyi awkwardly without saying a word.

Chen Shiyi continued to ask.

"Let me ask you, if you get this salt land, do you know how to sell the salt? Do you have a boat? Do you have people? Aren't you afraid that someone will follow you and take over your business? Do you know how to negotiate with others? Do you know how much the salt here is sold for?..."

The senior manager and the other two looked at each other.

"You should do things according to your ability. If you don't have such ability, just stay in the salt field and do your job as a manager. Make some money, get a small fortune, and live a happy life. Do you understand?"

The senior executive hesitated for a long time, then mustered up the courage to mutter again.

"Then what do you rely on?"

Chen Shiyi smiled.

"Because I have money, hands, brains, and good looks..."

Shen Wuyang smiled aside.

"That's right. My son is famous for his handsomeness and elegance."

The three of them whispered to each other again.

"We don't have to fight, but we want money."

Chen Shiyi asked.

"How much silver do you want?"

"Twenty thousand taels, um, gold..."

All that could be heard was the sighs of the people on the field.

Chen Shiyi smiled.

"Do you know how much 20,000 taels of gold is? How many people are needed to carry it? Also, have you ever seen gold? Just tell me."

The senior manager hesitated.

"I, of course I know. Who hasn't touched gold?"

Chen Shiyi said seriously.

"Do you know how to spend money? Do you eat and drink lavishly, spend a fortune on prostitutes, or buy houses and properties, and gamble lavishly in casinos? Eating and drinking lavishly will harm your body, visiting brothels will make you lose both your money and your family, and gambling will ruin your family. Buying houses and properties is okay, but if someone asks you where the money comes from, how will you answer? Then your disaster will come. If you can't tell where the money comes from, the government will come to find you. At that time, not only will you lose your money, but you will also lose your life..."

"I'm not trying to scare you. If you don't have the ability to protect your money, then this money will become your death warrant."

The senior manager snorted coldly.

"Don't talk so much, will you give it to me or not?"

Chen Shiyi sighed.

"I don't know what's wrong with you. You want to walk through this salt marsh when you are like this."

"I am talking to you so patiently now because I hope you can figure it out yourself. Don't say I didn't give you a chance. To be honest, if I wasn't kind and wanted to save your life, you wouldn't have the qualifications to talk to me."

The senior manager didn't respond, but rolled his eyes around. The short man behind him poked him in the back.

Chen Shiyi raised his chin.

"Fu Da, help me find that dog-headed military strategist who only dares to give advice behind the scenes and instigate others to go into battle. Yes, that short guy..."

With an expressionless face, Fu Da took a step forward and tapped his toes lightly. He flew into the air as light as a swallow and moved above the crowd. He grabbed the short man and threw him onto the platform. Before the man could wake up, Fu Da grabbed his neck and flew him into the air like a chicken to be slaughtered.

"Shen Wuyang, break his teeth to stop him from gossiping behind your back. This kind of person is the most disgusting."

Chen Shiyi turned around and spoke to the senior manager.

"I advise you not to have any thoughts. Whether you want land or money, it is impossible. The fact that you can live here peacefully and earn some money is already a blessing from God..."

"I guess there's another reason why you're so confident in negotiating with me, and that's because you have the salt-making recipe in your hands, right?"

The senior manager raised his eyes to glance at Chen Shiyi, swallowed, and fear appeared in his eyes.

"You, what do you want to do?"