An Jingzhi opened the door and asked, "Who are you?" He looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where.
"Brother Jing, have you forgotten? Last time, Boss Wang wanted to come to me to collect protection money, and you helped me chase him away! Later, I even sent a few chickens over."
When the other party delivered the chicken, Old Lady Zhu was at home, so he just heard it. When An Jingzhi rescued people, the vendor kept his head down, so he didn't see the other person's face very well, so he didn't recognize him.
As for the original owner, he would not even remember these little people.
After opening the security company, he naturally stopped collecting protection fees. Although it was called security fees, it was actually not legal. An Jingzhi didn't want to do this either, so he simply stopped.
He's not even there to collect money, so I didn't expect anyone would come to him.
"What do you want from me?"
After An Jingzhi entered the room, he hooked his feet on the stool next to him and sat down directly, pointing to the stool opposite him and asking the other person to sit down as well.
The other person was a little nervous, and only sat halfway. He said cautiously, "Brother Jing, you, you don't care about our area anymore?"
Is there anyone who is addicted to paying protection money?
"I'm working as a bodyguard for a big boss and running a company now, so I don't have time to take care of your side."
The other party said with a bitter face, "Brother Jing, you don't know, after you stopped protecting our group, people came to collect protection fees every few days. We paid today, and we paid again tomorrow, and people still came to ask for it the day after tomorrow. We are almost unable to make ends meet, so I recommended you to come to us."
An Jingzhi had already finished the lollipop in his mouth, and was holding the lollipop tube in his mouth. "It's no use looking for me. Shouldn't you call the police for this matter?"
"If necessary, I can introduce Captain Yang of the police station to you." An Jingzhi established a relationship with the other party only after accepting the group of retired police officers.
The vendor's face became even more distressed. "It's useless, Brother Jing. They run away when the police arrive, and after they leave, they only get worse and demand more."
An Jingzhi spread his hands, "Then there's nothing I can do if I go. They're not even afraid of the police, so how could they be afraid of me?"
The street vendors looked at him strangely. This was not necessarily the case. Those people were only afraid of An Jingzhi.
Although the police have great power, their power is confined within a framework and they cannot use it as they please. However, people like An Jingzhi are different. On the one hand, he has connections with the police and the army, and on the other hand, he also has some prestige in the underworld. It is not an exaggeration to say that he can do whatever he wants.
The vendor rubbed his hands together, feeling like there were needles under his butt. He fidgeted restlessly for a long time before hesitating and saying, "I was thinking, Brother Jing, don't you run a security company? Can we also spend money and hire someone from your company?"
An Jingzhi suddenly sat up straight. "What? My bodyguard costs 10,000 yuan a month. Can you afford him?"
A small vendor naturally cannot afford to hire one, but if many of them join together to hire one, the cost shared by each person is about the same as the usual security fee.
The vendor smiled sheepishly, "Everyone, just a little bit is enough."
"So you guys want to pool your money and hire me as a bodyguard to protect you guys on the street?"
Seeing the other party's surprised look, the vendor blushed and said anxiously, "No, is it not possible?"
He really knows how to fleece the sheep. He watches the whole street by himself. What bodyguard would do this?
If the original owner had not extorted money from them in the past and owed these small vendors a lot, An Jingzhi would never have done this losing business.
Looking at the weather-beaten man in front of him, An Jingzhi said helplessly, "Okay."
When the vendor saw An Jingzhi agreed, he looked up suddenly and said, "Thank you, Brother Jing!"
No matter what, it's better than not being able to do business at all and having the whole family starve. With so many people sharing the cost, each person would only have about 100 or 200 yuan at most.
"Okay, okay, collect the money and hand it over to me, and I will send someone over. If you have nothing else to do, go back." An Jing ordered them to leave.
The vendor stood up and bowed his head to express his gratitude.
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The next day they couldn't wait to gather the money, and An Jingzhi sent a capable veteran to stand guard on that street.
A few idle yellow-haired guys were walking down the street in a sloppy manner. "These guys are so ignorant. They're dragging their feet when I ask for some money. It's just a hundred or two hundred yuan. They're acting like they're asking for their lives. If they don't pay me today, I'll ruin their business!"
Some people only earn five or six hundred yuan a month, not to mention that these people come in groups to ask for one or two hundred yuan at a time, which is not a small amount when added up. When these small vendors finally calculated, they not only did not make any profit, but they even lost money.
"Brother Huang, who is that in front?"
When the yellow-haired men approached the street entrance, they found a tall and straight man standing in front of them.
Huang Ge frowned, looked him over and said indifferently, "Who cares who he is."
"I saw a security company written on his shirt. Is he a security guard?"
"What's the security guard doing here?"
A few people walked in and came to the nearest stall, which was the one An Jingzhi had saved before. This stall was close to the street entrance and was always the first to be hit when something bad happened.
"Are you going to pay today? If not, I will lose my patience and will just smash your stall." Brother Huang shook his head.
The vendor said nothing, staring eagerly at the bodyguard standing at the intersection.
The bodyguard noticed them coming over, but he thought they were customers coming to buy something and didn't stop them. When he saw the vendor's look of seeking help, he immediately walked over.
"I'm talking to you, why are you looking around?" Brother Huang patted the vendor's stall impatiently.
Seeing that the other party still didn't speak, Brother Huang was about to cross the stall in front to catch the man, but suddenly someone grabbed his shoulder. No matter how he struggled, he couldn't get free, as if he was held in place by an iron clamp.
He turned around and glared at the bodyguard along with his younger brothers.
"What are you doing?"
The bodyguard had a blank expression on his face. “I’m the bodyguard they hired to look after this street.”
Huang Ge smiled and turned to glance at the vendor. "No wonder he's silent. He hired someone to deal with us. Is he the only one? Then I think you've lost your business."
The vendor mustered up the courage to say, "This, this is the person we hired from Brother Jing's security company. They are all veterans, retired police officers."
Brother Huang paused as he was about to step forward. He was not afraid of the veteran or the policeman, but An Jingzhi.
Ge Jianghao was a well-known big brother on another street. He was sent directly to prison by An Jingzhi. When An Jingzhi heard about Ge Jianghao from his younger brothers who had just been released from prison, he said that the man who was tortured in prison looked like neither a human nor a ghost.
"You," Brother Huang hesitated, "Didn't Brother Jing want this street anymore? Why are you interfering again?" If the other party hadn't given up, they wouldn't have dared to come over.
"They paid to hire someone, and the boss sent me here," said the bodyguard.
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