"They're all students, they're all people. I've never seen so many people before."
At this point, the tofu shop owner added, "There have been fewer people these past few days. You don't know how many people there were on Wallace's first day of opening."
Good heavens, the line is incredibly long, stretching almost from Wallace's to the entrance of another street.
"If this many people lined up to buy tofu at my door, I would have been a millionaire by now!"
In 1992, the title of "ten-thousand-yuan household" was no longer as prestigious as it was in the 1980s. The tofu shop owner directly asked for "one hundred thousand yuan household," clearly believing that Wallace could really earn one hundred thousand yuan.
Upon hearing this, Ye Wuzheng nodded inwardly. No wonder Lin Yifeng smoked Zhonghua cigarettes and drank Moutai, and frequented Qingxulou.
So that's how profitable his shop is.
"Thank you, comrade. You must remember the points I just mentioned, especially when you encounter members of organized crime, you must report it to the police station."
Ye Wu followed the same method and selected two more shops, receiving similar answers to the tofu shop owner.
"It's definitely profitable, but the quantity is still not enough!"
Ye Wu looked at Wallace queuing not far away and sighed inwardly.
He is a politically astute person, and the weight he places on Wallace's wealth is the speed at which he makes money.
In other words, it's about how much tax Wallace paid.
The country is now focusing on economic development, and everything is giving way to it.
If Wallace earns enough and pays enough taxes, let alone Ye Wuzheng taking action.
As long as Lin Yifeng goes to the police station and shouts a few words, someone will immediately help him deal with Feng Shunhu.
When it comes to the economy, everything else has to take a backseat.
But now, Wallace has weight, but not enough.
When Ye Wuzheng arrived at the Wallace store with several colleagues, the students who were queuing immediately made way for him.
The first person in the shop to spot Ye Wuzheng was Xu Qingyi. He instinctively tensed up when he saw the policeman, and his eyes darted away.
Ye Wuzheng immediately noticed that Xu Qingyi had a minor problem, but he didn't say anything. Instead, he led his colleagues into Wallace to check on the situation.
The Wallace store was already full of people. A young woman, probably in her mid-twenties, wearing a Wallace shirt, was handling the cash register. When she saw Ye Wuzheng, she immediately started to stutter.
"Police, Mr. Police."
"Just call me 'comrade,' never call me 'sir.'"
Ye Wu chuckled: "Don't be nervous, we're just doing our routine job, checking the security and asking some questions."
Where is your boss?
Ye Wu was curious; he had agreed with Lin Yifeng to come at noon today, so why wasn't his boss here?
"Here, in the kitchen!"
Lin Yifeng, also wearing a shirt with the Wallace logo, walked out of the kitchen.
"You're the boss, so I'll ask you a few simple questions."
Ye Wu was acting in a businesslike manner, while Lin Yifeng smiled and said, "Okay, officer, please go ahead."
Have you seen any suspicious people recently?
Ye Wu was acting in a businesslike manner, and Lin Yifeng gave a formal and methodical answer. Both of them tacitly avoided mentioning Tiger Cub.
Xu Qingyi, who had been somewhat nervous, breathed a sigh of relief after Ye Wuzheng finished asking all the questions.
He wasn't intimidated by Tiger Cub, but he felt inexplicably nervous when facing the police.
"Thank you so much, everyone. It is because of your protection that we citizens feel so safe."
After Ye Wuzheng finished his business, Lin Yifeng immediately praised Ye Wuzheng and his colleagues. Upon hearing this, the colleagues immediately smiled from the bottom of their hearts.
"It's getting hot now, officers, you've worked hard, would you like some drinks to quench your thirst?"
Lin Yifeng asked Xu Qingyi to get a few bottles of Tianfu Cola, but Ye Wuzheng refused: "It's our duty, we don't need any drinks."
"Boss, you must remember the points I just mentioned, especially if you encounter members of organized crime, you must report it to the police station."
Ye Wuzheng said something in a businesslike manner, then smiled at Lin Yifeng before walking out of Wallace with his colleagues.
"kindness?"
"Difficult to handle?"
Lin Yifeng watched Ye Wuzheng leave. Judging from Ye Wuzheng's reaction just now, it seemed that this matter was a bit difficult to handle.
"That thug has such a big backer?"
Lin Yifeng was pondering, rubbing his chin, when Ye Wuzheng, who had just left Wallace, suddenly turned back.
"Boss, may I take one of these newspapers?"
"Sure, officer, please proceed."
"Okay, thank you, boss!"
Ye Wuzheng picked up a copy of the "Muye Daily". He unfolded the "Muye Daily" and his eyes stopped on the headline on the top page of page A2.
[Shocking! Chinese people now have their own fried chicken and burger shops?!]
The title was quite flamboyant, but it actually made Ye Wuzheng's brows relax.
Wallace's "weight" is more than enough!
"Boss, can I borrow your newspaper? I'll return it this afternoon!"
Ye Wu was exchanging the secret code.
Lin Yifeng immediately understood: "Okay, no problem."
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