The booming era begins with private customization

Chapter 318 Accept it as a dog and go home

"Send a message?"

Li Mao rubbed the corners of his mouth and looked at the man's face with increasing curiosity:

"interesting.

But what if I don’t want to go back? "

His body leaned forward slightly, with most of his weight resting on the tea table.

With a playful smile on his lips, he kept approaching:

"Na, what if I say, I don't want to go back? What will you do?"

"You disobeyed your superiors' orders?!"

The ordinary man seemed not to have read the threat in Li Mao's mouth. He placed his hands on his legs and his eyes were full of coldness.

"Ah, disobeying your superiors?

That has to be true for you. Tell me, who is behind you?

You don't dare to do something to me, but you want me to leave?

Are they those white-eyed wolves? "

Li Mao returned to the cushion, sitting in a bold posture, as if he didn't take the person in front of him seriously.

"White-eyed wolf? What do you mean by this?"

The man who originally wanted to show off even further couldn't help but shrink back after hearing Li Mao's words.

"What's the meaning?

My appearance is not a secret among you people, right?

People below cannot see it, but some people always know it.

how?

Now that the master has left, you dare to bite back?

You have to remember that once a wolf becomes a dog, it is no longer a wolf. "

Li Mao lowered his voice: "Tell me, how many people are still obedient?

Able to find me despite the chaos within.

I guess you should have expectations for me. "

Facing Li Mao's calm momentum, the man was startled, and then put one hand on the table.

On the left hand, the tip of the little finger was broken.

"Mr. 2 didn't stop that one. After the bloody night, there were only less than twenty people left in the True Team.

Dad died tragically, and the Shinhe Group no longer exists. "

“Tsk, there are less than twenty people?

That second gentleman didn't give you a way to survive? "

Li Mao's eyes became colder unconsciously.

The previous communication was too short, and Li Mao had no idea how many people had died during the so-called bloody night.

"A way to survive? Huh."

Grinning with bloody teeth exposed, the ordinary man looked like a ferocious dog upon seeing its prey, with a ferocious mouth:

"Both Mr. Er and Mr. Seibu are high-ranking and important figures.

We really are a team, nothing more than dirty gloves. The big shot loses his face, and little guys like us can only fight with our lives. "

"Face? Tell me."

Li Mao, who didn't know yet, seemed very calm about these things.

"You don't know yet?"

The ordinary man was startled and stared deeply at Li Mao: "Yes, time is running out, and the family master and the others have no time to arrange anything.

Even if you come here, you don’t know much about it.

I can say some things, but do you dare to listen? "

"To provoke me? It doesn't matter, let's talk about it.

From a wolf to a domestic dog, and then to a stray dog, I think you guys also want to find a den, right? "

Li Mao smiled slightly contemptuously, completely ignoring the blue veins on the forehead of the man opposite him when he said this.

In this chaotic time, Yakuza really dared to attack people.

"Crack~"

A dagger landed heavily on the tea table.

"Are you not afraid of me at all?"

The man's tone of voice was the same as the dagger placed on the table, with a coldness that he would attack if he disagreed.

"Do it? Do you dare?"

Li Mao stared at the other party with a half-smile:

"Do you know the difference between stray dogs and domestic dogs?"

The man clenched his hands, and the veins on his forehead tightened, which made him even better.

“Stray dogs dare to show their teeth to anyone, and even bite when cornered, but in the end, they cannot escape the fate of being taken away.

Domestic dogs are different. They also move their mouths, and more often they just bark twice.

Even if you bite someone, if something goes wrong, the owner will naturally take care of it.

No worries about food and clothing? Or eat grasshoppers, dig through garbage, and drink sewage? It's not difficult to choose. "

Li Mao picked up the tea cup in his hand and looked relaxed.

"Aren't you afraid that I am a wild wolf?"

The man's calm tone contained murderous intent.

"Wolf?"

Li Mao took a deep breath of the fragrance remaining in the tea cup:

"Forgot I said that from the moment a wolf becomes a dog, there is no turning back.

Stop struggling, it will make people laugh. "

Knocking his knuckles on the tea table, his smiling eyes were fixed on the other person's face.

Li Mao's hands were on the bright side.

Not a trace of nervousness.

"You are a wealthy lord, I can't remember your past name.

But my old boss likes to call me Lao Mo. "

"Old Mo?"

Li Mao raised his eyebrows with a playful expression:

"You know how to kill fish?"

"Not only can they kill, but they can also kill very quickly. We also have a fishing boat under our control."

Lao Mo straightened his body, and while sitting and kneeling, he also lowered his head.

"Fishing boat? Have you been on the boat all this time?"

Li Mao put down the tea cup in his hand and his expression became serious.

"Yes, we have been hiding on the boat since the bloody night."

Lao Mo did not raise his head, still looking humble.

The idea of ​​bloodline, even at this time, is still deeply rooted in their spirits.

"Then how did you find me?"

Li Mao was really curious about Lao Mo's answer.

"We are not alone. There are our family members in Manager Chen's garment factory."

Well, an unexpected answer.

Li Mao raised his hand and rubbed his chin, and asked tentatively:

"So those people will also know about my movements??"

"will not."

Lao Mo was still kneeling on the ground.

"Won't?!"

Li Maoba raised his voice to express that he did not understand.

"Yes, no.

After the bloody night, a Chinese eldest son had a caesarean section. The head of the family and others were forced to leave.

They have respectability.

If I attack you, I will break the rules. "

The eldest son of the Chinese ethnic group?

Li Mao was somewhat shocked.

"I'm not a mud bomber."

"The Chinese people who are in trouble are chasing the source, not even 70% of them.

But they ruled the people of this land for close to a thousand years. "

Lao Mo answered decisively, and there was no surprise in his words.

Send an envoy to the Tang Dynasty and borrow a flower boat to plant the seeds?

Li Mao has seen these things before.

"I'm different from them."

Li Mao particularly emphasized the issue of his bloodline legitimacy.

How do you put this thing? It's like Hong Xiuquan became a heavenly brother for the sake of the diocese and had moral rights to Jerusalem.

Fundamentally, that's not the same thing.

"Defeat them, and your bloodline will be superior to theirs in this land."

Lao Mo raised his head, his eyes filled with madness:

"Surrendering to the powerful is the despicability of this land. Conquering and trampling on it is what you should do."

"What you say doesn't sound like a local."

Li Mao picked up the tea cup in his hand again and played with it wantonly.

Lao Mo did not answer, but lowered his head to express his surrender.

"Conquer and trample on it? It's interesting.

Someone has done the work of distributing goods. Protect them from threats. What can you do?

If you can't do it, help me recruit some ramen chefs who are good at making soup. ” Lack of trust, lack of understanding.

But this does not prevent Li Mao from driving Lao Mo and the others to do some work within their capabilities.

Fighting and killing?

That's no fun. Making money, enclosing territory, and using their people to beat them is what Li Mao wants to do.

Since there is an extra emperor.

Then the addition of Li Mao to the Supreme Emperor should not be a big deal.

"We can all do it."

Lao Mo still bowed to the ground and did not get up.

"You can do it all? That's good.

The factory's commission for salespeople is seven points.

Protect them from threats and you'll gain three points.

For a ramen chef who passes my assessment, I will give you an extra point.

In addition, your basic salary is 12,000 yen a month, which is approximately 20% more than that of newly promoted public servants.

Will it embarrass you? "

He put down the tea cup in his hand again and rapped his knuckles on the table.

If these people dare to fight and kill, they will naturally not have so many constraints when using them.

In a precarious career like Yakuza, most of the people are group leaders, and the minions below don’t have much money at all.

"How much profit can one point bring?"

Lao Mo lowered his head and asked.

“It’s hard to say how much profit it will make.

At the beginning, it shouldn’t be too much. The ramen outside sells for 36 yen per bowl, and our instant noodles cost 15 yen per pack.

Even if you add paper cups, it's only 25 yen.

Convenient, fast, not picky, save time. Once rolled out, sales will only continue to increase.

As long as you keep in touch, your income will continue to flow.

How many people are there in Tokyo? I believe you have a more intuitive idea of ​​how many people eat ramen a day than I do. "

Li Mao did not answer, but chose to draw a cake.

"A little adds up. Can our people also be local promoters?"

After thinking about it in his mind, Lao Mo opened his mouth to fight for benefits again.

"You guys? If you protect a few local promoters by yourself, don't you get more rewards than if you promote yourself?"

Li Mao's words were particularly disrespectful.

From the moment he tore apart the opponent's disguise, Li Mao continued to suppress the opponent.

Until the spine in Lao Mo's heart was broken.

"There are still some people who have survivors at home."

Lao Mo let out a sigh of relief and bowed to the ground again.

As losers, if Li Mao doesn't take them in, no group in Tokyo will take them in.

They can go outside to make a living, but those people can't leave Tokyo.

"a lot of?"

"More than thirty households."

Lao Mo didn't dare to raise his head. After his self-esteem was beaten, he deeply realized the fact that he and others had become wild dogs.

“With training, yes.

Tokyo is huge, but our products are unique.

They won't notice us until we occupy a certain market share. "

Listening to these words, Lao Mo tensed up:

"Hey, I won't let the head of the family down."

After Lao Mo left, Li Mao was thinking alone in the tea room.

A true team that exists in name only - Lao Mo.

A subsidiary of the Chinese clan - Shigenryu - Nishimoto Ayane.

Garment Factory-Chen Xueru.

And the old family members hiding in the dark.

"Interesting. Really interesting."

Li Mao's eyes flashed, and he narrowed his eyes slightly: "However, I still have to find a chance to go back to my hometown."

Li Maoke has not forgotten the stall at the steel rolling mill.

Two months passed in the blink of an eye.

At Chen Xueru's home, Li Mao was looking at the newspaper in his hand.

In the newspaper, the pages that I spent a lot of money to buy are written about the convenience of living, as well as the time and cost saved and the harmlessness of food.

"You've only been here for a while. Why are you leaving so soon?

Is it because my sister's body is weak, or is life here unhappy? "

A pair of white arms went around Li Mao's shoulders, and his warm breath touched Li Mao's ears.

“No matter how good our life is, it’s not my hometown.

Without the backing of our hometown, no matter how well we develop here, we will always be rootless. "

Li Mao sighed, feeling the softness behind him, and the fire in his heart was stirred up again.

“However, isn’t it a little too dangerous to go back with so many design drawings?

Are Lao Mo and the others really reliable? "

Chen Xueru bit Li Mao's earlobe and said worriedly.

"The only real core is me. As long as I'm alive, even if something goes wrong in the factory, what's the use?

The patent is in my hand.

My trip back will probably take a few months.

After orders are saturated, don’t forget to expand convenience store chains. "

Smelling the fragrance in his hair, Li Mao warned patiently.

"I know~ The distribution of goods is obviously going smoothly, I really don't know why you insist on doing that.

If competition really breaks out, we will be against those small shop owners. "

The temperature inside the house became more and more pleasant.

Half night table tennis.

The next day, Li Mao took his own salute and boarded the ship heading to the port.

As for the design drawings, etc., they were all left to Lao Mo and others to get them on board.

Li Mao didn't know what method was used.

Anyway, after arriving at the port, Li Mao, who originally only had two suitcases, suddenly had many more suitcases.

Ships, fishing boats, trains.

The extra suitcases were already taken over by someone when you got on the train.

After finally staggering back to Kyoto, Li Mao felt that he had lost a lot of weight.

Steel rolling mill, after going to report to work.

Li Huaide happily took Li Mao to a celebration banquet.

"Li Mao, Li Mao, you didn't make it to the previous celebration party.

This time we will do a simple thing in the factory, you must not refuse! "

I do not know why.

It seems that the old couple who returned from Nihong did not take over and establish a new factory according to Lao Xu's statement.

Now Li Mao is back.

The workshop is still hung in the steel rolling mill.

Because of the handover of technology, the business of all-terrain agricultural vehicles has been separated from the workshop.

Even Red Star Truck reorganized its factory because of the order.

Although the workshop under Li Mao can still produce, it is not his own after all.

Although he has been away these days, Li Mao's salary is not less at all.

Not only was there no shortage, but there was also a lot more due to the business trip allowance and the reimbursement receipts prepared by Bai Ling and the others.

I finally got through the reception in the factory.

Back in the courtyard, it was lively again.

"Hey! Li Mao is back? Hurry! Jie Cheng, hurry up and notify the neighbors in the courtyard!

The great hero of our hospital, Li Mao, is back! ! ! "

It was Yan Bugui who shouted.

Yan Bugui, whom I haven't seen for some time, got the news from Liu Haizhong.

He had taken Yan Jiecheng to guard the door a long time ago.

Fortunately it's not too cold yet.

Otherwise, these two men would have burst into tears and runny noses.

Following Yan Bugui's shout, the neighborhood exploded in the courtyard, young and old.

Even Lao Jia's family started shouting.

"Brother~!"

Li Xiaomei, whom she hadn't seen for a long time, rushed into Li Mao's arms with tears in her eyes.

(End of this chapter)