A few hours later.
Chen Tai was lying in a hospital bed receiving an IV drip of glucose.
Good heavens!
They beat him up badly!
His whole body was wrapped in bandages, his face was covered in bruises and was terribly swollen, making him look like a pig's head.
What's even more amazing are those dark circles under their eyes; they're practically a relative of a giant panda!
At this moment, Chen Tai felt like crying.
What did he do wrong?!
They beat him up for no reason!
Are you even being reasonable?!
How else would he make money if he didn't sell counterfeit alcohol?
Everyone else can drink it, so why can't you?
I could tell it was fake wine in one sip.
Look how much you're showing off.
It's like you've tasted the finest wine.
Back when I, Chen Tai, was awesome, a three-thousand-yuan bottle of wine was like drinking water to me!
But none of these are the most crucial points.
Most importantly, it was only then that Chen Tai finally realized how dangerous this industry was!
You might end up losing your life!
I beat him up today.
What about next time?
It is no exaggeration to say that...
Brother Biao is at least reasonable.
At least they didn't beat him to death.
After all, they were still worried about Chen Tai having powerful backers.
But what if next time it's one of those impulsive young people who act rashly, or one of those drunken old alcoholics who act crazy when they're drunk?
That's hard to say!
Chen Taike values his life very much.
He doesn't care whether these people live or die; he doesn't want to send himself to heaven just to make a little money!
With that in mind, Chen Tai opened his Zhifubao wallet.
As he counted the long string of numbers above, Chen Tai smiled with satisfaction.
"Holy crap? Chen Tai has that much money? Over two hundred thousand! And it's only been a few days! Are you kidding me? Is the profit margin on selling counterfeit alcohol really that high?!"
"Tsk tsk tsk, what else do you think? If the profits weren't so terrifying, why would those veteran actors risk their reputations by livestreaming the sale of fake alcohol?"
"Chen Tai, I advise you to stop selling alcohol. This business is very complicated; you can't handle it. [doge emoji]"
"I'm dying of laughter, my dead memories are attacking me like crazy."
"No? If I remember correctly, Chen Tai is just the supermarket manager, right?"
"Whatever profits the supermarket makes has nothing to do with him! He's pocketing all the money he earns? Doesn't the supermarket owner have any objections?"
"Tsk tsk tsk, upstairs, you don't understand, do you? That supermarket owner was arranged by the production team, just to make money for Chen Tai."
"This is all behind-the-scenes manipulation by the production team. If you believe it, you've already lost."
...
Looking at the more than 200,000 yuan inside, Chen Tai decided to step back from the limelight.
Of course, it doesn't mean he's giving up his life of crime; Chen Tai certainly wouldn't want to give up his life of crime.
He just planned to step behind the scenes and then find a bar or restaurant manager to run their business.
From now on, Chen Tai will just need to be in charge of counting the money!
As for these girls?
Chen Tai smiled dismissively.
I've earned enough money for myself.
Why bother with these girls?
Do they really think they're some kind of treasure?
Chen Tai simply thought they were easy to fool, and also cheap.
After a while, Chen Tai will kick them aside without hesitation!
There are plenty of girls willing to do this job!
We don't need these few!
Chen Tai has finally come to his senses this time.
Professional tasks should be left to professionals.
These amateur girls don't even know how to drink!
That's why he got beaten up like this!
Can Chen Tai still tolerate them?
Once they were kicked out, Chen Tai's nightclub would have completed its initial capital accumulation and started to get on the right track!
Once the customer base gradually increases, there's no need to sell fake alcohol anymore. Just sell some expensive alcohol; after all, those rich kids and second-generation heirs can afford it!
After all this, Chen Tai finally got back on track and started to have his own businesses.
However, just as Chen Tai was still immersed in his beautiful fantasy...
Several inspectors broke down the door.
Chen Tai thought they had come to find out about the beating he had received, so he quickly put on a bitter face and began to complain:
"Inspectors, you must stand up for me! I was beaten so badly!"
Look at this! They're seriously injured! You absolutely must arrest them!
The inspectors exchanged strange glances.
"Chen Tai, what are you talking about? Do you know why we're here?"
"Huh? Aren't you here to investigate the incident where I was beaten?" Chen Tai was also confused.
"Of course not. Someone has filed a formal complaint against you for selling counterfeit alcohol and is suspected of selling counterfeit and substandard products. Come with us!"
Chen Tai's eyes widened in surprise.
Holy crap?
They're going to arrest him! ? ?
"Inspectors, you've made a mistake! You must have made a mistake! I'm a law-abiding citizen! I'm absolutely a good person!"
"Those wines of mine aren't fake; they're all drinkable! I drink a bottle every day!" Chen Tai said hastily, trying to defend himself.
But the inspector didn't want to hear his explanation at all, just gave him a cold look and said:
"Will you leave on your own, or will we handcuff you and take you away?"
...
Ten minutes later, Chen Tai arrived at the familiar inspection bureau.
"Chen Tai has been summoned to our procuratorate multiple times for assaulting others and harassing women."
So you're already familiar with our case-handling procedures: leniency for those who confess, and severity for those who resist.
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