Under the cover of night, Chuanliu quietly returned to base.
The night was as thick as ink, with starlight and moonlight obscured by thick clouds, leaving only a faint night breeze to drift through the darkness.
Inside the base, apart from the footsteps of patrolling team members and the occasional command, all was silent. Those under the protection of the guards were already fast asleep.
The day's busy work greatly increased the guards' workload; their faces were etched with exhaustion, yet they could not disobey orders.
Having learned his lesson, Jiulong immediately ordered an increase in the intensity and frequency of patrols upon returning to base.
Not only were the number of patrol personnel increased, but patrol route planning was also strengthened to ensure that every corner was closely monitored.
"Hey! Little Ni, you're finally back. It's getting late."
The guard at the entrance greeted Chuanliu with his usual friendly and teasing expression.
Chuanliu bent slightly, as if he was really exhausted from a busy day, and forced a tired smile on his face. "Hey, don't even mention it. I ran into a particularly difficult customer today. It really gave me a hard time."
The guard's eyes flashed with understanding, and a knowing smile appeared on his lips. "Hey, with all this commotion today, you still have to keep this place open and keep entertaining customers. Can your body handle it?"
Chuanliu shrugged helplessly, revealing a "forced by life" expression. "What can I do? I'm just a laborer, relying on this job to support my family. I have to grit my teeth and keep going, even if it's tough."
The guard gently patted Chuanliu's shoulder in comfort, and clicked his tongue, saying, "It has to be you."
Chuanliu: "If we're talking about hard work, you guys have worked much harder. With this incident today, you've been running back and forth and have to be responsible for arresting people. It's really not easy for you."
The guard sighed and complained in a low voice, "That's not all. Brother Qiang just gave the order that we will implement a two-hour shift system, increase the number of patrol points from five to ten, and increase the number of patrol teams from five to eight."
"But...does our base really have that many people available? I remember you told me last time that our patrol teams are already quite full. If we increase the number of shifts and personnel, won't that cause a shortage of manpower?"
Chuanliu, mimicking the guards, asked in a low voice.
The guard's face also showed a hint of difficulty, and he sighed, "Yes, the base is indeed short-staffed. Brother Qiang means that in order to strengthen the base's security, we have to do this."
Regarding the manpower issue, he said he would find a way to solve it. So until the manpower problem is resolved, the brothers have to work overtime on patrols, and there's no way they can take a two-hour break.
With a sympathetic look, Chuanliu patted the guard on the shoulder, chatted for a few more minutes, and then entered the base.
In the following days, the "drunk bar" seemed to be shrouded in an invisible gloom. Although everything seemed normal on the surface, Mark's sudden death was like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, stirring up ripples.
Mark's departure not only deprived the models at "Drunk Bar" of an experienced manager, but also turned the originally structured work environment into a loose and chaotic one.
However, "Xiao Ni," who was temporarily promoted to be in charge of scheduling, did not gain the approval of the men and women in the "drunken bar."
In their view, "Little Ni" had only been there a short time, yet he had already gained the boss's favor. Not only did he have the top star Mark as his mentor, but he also received various resources and support.
Just as when Mark asked "Little Ni" about his relationship with Jiu Long, everyone assumed he was someone with connections. No one would admit that this inexperienced young man was qualified for the position.
"Xiao Ni" stood in front of the bar, holding the schedule in his hand, and read it aloud one by one.
"Does anyone have any questions about this arrangement?"
In fact, the schedule follows a pattern, and there won't be any problems as long as the schedule is arranged according to this pattern.
However, his words had barely left his lips when they sparked a flurry of discussion among the crowd.
"Why should you be in charge of scheduling? I don't accept this!"
A muscular male model was the first to step forward, his voice filled with dissatisfaction.
As the first voice of doubt arose, the others grew bolder.
“That’s right. We’ve been working here for so long, what gives him the right to order us around as a newcomer?” another woman chimed in.
"We disagree! We demand a new election!"
"Step down! Step down! Step down!"
A flood of doubts arose from the crowd.
They weren't trying to find work for themselves, but rather they kept in mind what Jiulong had said that night about "more opportunities and more resources."
It seems that many people still believe in empty promises and empty promises.
Over the past few days, Chuanliu had already sensed their negative emotions. She found it amusing, but on the surface, she maintained a different demeanor.
"Little Ni" impatiently tossed the schedule aside and said irritably, "Can't you guys talk properly! If you have any complaints, you can voice them. Don't think I'm afraid of you just because there are more of you!"
The male model who spoke first rolled up his sleeves and walked towards "Xiao Ni" with an aggressive look, but was quickly stopped by the people next to him.
The person next to him whispered a reminder: "Don't be impulsive, this kid is the boss's man."
However, "Little Ni's" voice rang out again at this moment, "Tch! You cowards who only know how to talk big! I think you guys are only good at bullying your own kind."
"What do you mean!"
Upon hearing this, the male model's anger flared up instantly.
"If you think it's unfair, then go find the boss!"
"Little Ni" added fuel to the fire at just the right moment. "His" voice was sharp and shrill, full of provocation and contempt.
His words acted as a fuse, instantly igniting everyone's anger.
"What? You're in the wrong and can't argue with me, so you're planning to resort to violence?"
"Little Ni" said sarcastically before anyone else could get close.
"You think we wouldn't dare to go to the boss?!"
A young model stepped forward first.
As soon as she finished speaking, a chorus of agreement arose from the surrounding crowd. The voices grew louder and louder, like surging waves, as if they were about to lift the ceiling of the entire "Drunken Bar".
"You, you guys wouldn't dare!"
Xiao Ni's guilty expression fueled everyone's anger, and they decided to go to the boss to have him dismissed.
"Let's go find the boss and settle this!"
The young model raised her arms and led the way out of the "drunken bar".
The group of several dozen people followed closely behind and headed toward the base.
People who cannot think independently are the best to control.
Watching the departing figures of the crowd, Chuanliu's lips curled into a triumphant smile.
She followed closely behind and left the "drunken bar".
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