Someone forced a smile and wanted to come up and say hello.
The middle-aged man had no intention of greeting everyone. He just nodded to that person and walked towards Zhu Youxiao and others.
Zhu Youxiao looked at the middle-aged man with interest.
This person was clearly coming for him, and it seemed like he couldn't hide from him this time. I just didn't know which family this person was from.
Coming in front of Zhu Youxiao, the middle-aged man said, "Greetings, sir."
Zhu Youxiao didn't look up and gently turned the teacup in his hand.
Wei Chao, who was standing next to Zhu Youxiao, took a step forward and asked, "What's your name?"
"My lord, I am Fan Si, a servant of the Fan family of Zhangjiakou."
Fan Si didn't seem to mind, but there was a hint of displeasure in his tone. He stared at Zhu Youxiao and said directly, "My master knows that you have arrived in Zhangjiakou, and he invited you to come. He wants to meet you and make friends with you."
Fan Yongdou's people.
This was something Zhu Youxiao had not expected.
I was planning to deal with Fan Yongdou, but he unexpectedly showed up on his own. He must be here for business, after all, Zhu Youxiao was acting like he was going to do business in a big way, with a lot of manpower and goods.
Obviously, this caused dissatisfaction among the local Shanxi merchants. Zhangjiakou's business was not something anyone could interfere with, so they came knocking. The emphasis was on courtesy before force.
However, Zhu Youxiao did not like this attitude very much.
After all, the person in front of him looked respectful, but in fact, the arrogance in his expression could not be concealed, and he had no intention of taking Zhu Youxiao and others seriously at all.
What do you mean by asking you to come over? Is this a treat?
Zhu Youxiao raised his head and looked at the visitor with amusement, without saying a word.
Just a servant.
When it comes to the quality of servants, my family's are definitely several levels higher than others.
Sure enough, Wei Chao took a step forward, looked down at Fan Si, curled his lips, and said in a pretentious tone, "What is the status of your master?"
"He's just a merchant from the North. He wants to invite our young master? Who among us is qualified to invite our young master?"
"If you wish to see me, then simply hand in your card. Whether or not he'll see me depends on our Master's mood." The eunuch was no match for anyone in this regard. He was a master of his art, his airs and his pretentious manner, and his words were sharp and pointed, with a sarcastic tone not even beginning to describe him.
Sure enough, after hearing Wei Chao's words, Fan immediately became angry and raised his head to open his mouth to say something.
But Qi Yuangong, who was standing next to him, moved. He winked at the two people behind him.
The two men walked up to him, one of them skillfully covering his mouth and clamping his elbow around his neck. The other lifted his legs and carried him out of the store.
Vans wanted to struggle, but he couldn't get free.
Especially the person who was holding his neck had very strong hands, strangling him to the point of almost suffocating him.
After the two men walked out of the door, they shook back and forth twice and threw Vans out fiercely.
With a "thump", Vans fell heavily to the ground, his whole body covered with dust, looking very miserable.
He had just been strangled by someone, and after falling like that, he almost fainted.
The people who came with Fans hurriedly went up to support him, and some wanted to come forward and fight with Qi Yuangong's men.
These people looked strong and should be good fighters, but facing the two people brought by Qi Yuangong, they were basically vulnerable. They were knocked to the ground in just three moves and there was no way to form a fighting trend.
You have to know that these people under Qi Yuangong are Zhu Youxiao's personal guards. They are carefully selected from the new army and their training methods are different from others. The meat meals are very good and their bodies are very strong. In addition, with the same training methods as special forces, these people are all good fighters.
Zhu Youxiao watched them fighting, fearing that they would lose control and break each other's necks.
Zhu Youxiao just saw that the guy who was in charge of the throat control had touched Fan Si's neck several times. This was not a casual touch, but an attempt to twist the man's neck.
If he hadn't been able to control himself, he would have twisted it in half with his hands. That guy named Vance would have been dead by now.
But things seem interesting, I don’t know what to do?
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