You Are Strong But It’s Mine Now

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Mu Poro, who was processing the official document, raised his head suspiciously.

As one of the top ten largest chambers of commerce in Yanjing, Senluo Chamber of Commerce is mainly engaged in forest furniture, house construction, factory construction, etc. There are tens of thousands of workers who rely on Senluo Chamber of Commerce.

The most troublesome thing in the world is personnel affairs. The more people there are, the more problems there must be. Geographical discrimination, gang formation, profit distribution, construction casualties...Everything is enough to make people feel overwhelmed, although not everything is necessary. Longwood Poro came to solve it, but if it was presented to him, it would be so annoying that his subordinates would not dare to judge.

In terms of work intensity, Mu Poro is almost the highest among the merchants in Yanjing, and other big landlords and businessmen basically do not need to work.

However, the high-intensity personnel work, and even mediating conflicts among workers many times in person, also made Mu Poro cultivate an exquisite heart. When he saw Cha Huan, who was wearing red clothes and beards and hair like snow, he was slightly surprised and then quickly stood up: "Principal Cha - just a few days ago, I bought three kilograms of top-quality blue and black horns. I heard that President Cha used to If you have traveled to the Canglan District, please be sure to enjoy it!”

"The black horned green produced in the wasteland of the big ant mound? Is it true?" Cha Huan sat down curiously, and did not think that he was an outsider: "This is a 30-year-old black horned dragon beast, and it is possible to get rid of it. The famous tea scraped from its black horns! When I went there, I couldn't find a single black-horned dragon beast, didn't it mean that it died long ago?"

"Sure enough, I can't hide anything from you, Principal." Mu Poro smiled while making tea: "This is actually the black-horned green that the Chamber of Commerce on Canglan found the tea tree that the black-horned dragon beast likes, and used some techniques to make it. Of course, the quality is not as good as the legendary black horn, but maybe it can be used to recall the taste of the legend."

Hot pot, setting tea, warming cup, high brewing, low brewing, Mu Poro's tea-making skills are very superb, a set of operations is pleasing to the eye, and he respectfully brought a cup of tea soup to Cha Huan: "Principal Tea, please."

Cha Huan took a sip, pursed his lips, and nodded, "It is indeed the flavor of azure blue, which reminds me of the days when I was rampaging in Yanan County."

"If you like it, you might as well take the rest." Mu Po Luo smiled and said, "We Yanjing people still can't stand the strong azure smell, and I bought it specifically to entertain guests who are related to azure blue. ."

"Okay, by your grace." Cha Huan said leisurely, "When I went to that patriotic dinner of Lao Shizi, only a few of you, Mu boy, could get into my eyes, and the rest were all crooked melons and cracked dates."

"In front of the principal, who is not a crooked melon and cracked jujube?" Mu Poro said with a smile: "Then, principal Cha came suddenly this time, is there anything he wants the junior to help with?"

"Oh, that's it."

Cha Huan took out a piece of paper and spread it out on the table. Mu Poro's eyebrows jumped wildly when he saw it.

That is a list of all the nobles in Quan Yanjing.

The person with the weakest strength on the list is the Zilan operative of the imperial court, who is in charge of the important positions in Yanjing.

"Boy Mu, give me some names." Cha Huan leaned against the back of the chair and crossed his hands, as if he was talking about an ordinary thing.

Mu Poro was silent for a moment: "Principal Cha, I don't understand what this means."

"It doesn't matter if you want to be bitten, framed, or die together." Cha Huan stroked his long beard: "Anyway, in my opinion, all the names on this piece of paper are not worthy of death."

"I'm almost sixty years old, and my body is not very good. I have old arms and legs. It's rare to come out. I want to take advantage of the good weather today and I want to solve everything together."

Cha Huan stretched out her hand and crossed the first name "Mu Poro" on the list.

"Come on," the kind voice sounded like a devil's seduction: "Who do you want to be buried with?"

Mu Po Luo suddenly smiled bitterly and said with a bitter face: "Principal Cha, I really don't understand what it means. Our Senluo Chamber of Commerce has always been a sponsor of the Imperial Court. That girl in my family wants to apply for the Imperial Court next year. I really I don't know where I offended you."

"You suddenly ask for guilt like this, I...I don't even know how to argue, because I don't even know what happened! Did someone in my family say something wrong to offend you? Or which relative did it? Evil thing? You tell me, I will go back and punish you immediately, I promise to make you satisfied!"

Mu Poro's words are three-pointed in doubt, three-pointed in grievance, three-pointed in humility, and one-pointed in sincerity. Anyone who sees it will wonder, 'Have you misunderstood him'.

However, Cha Huan didn't seem to have listened to him at all. He drank tea leisurely with Erlang's legs crossed. After Mu Poro finished speaking, he raised his head: "Boy, you are really lucky."

"Ok?"

"I haven't done the handicraft work of torturers for a long time, and I almost forgot about it." Cha Huan shrugged: "Now I can only recall some of the most basic techniques, which are compared with the Canglan District. Popular ones, flipping nails, bumping toes, melting valley roads... all can't get on the table, and people with stronger will can hold it back."

Before he knew it, cold sweat had already wet the back of Mu Poro's shirt. With a grunt in his throat, he smiled bitterly: "Principal Cha, I really..."

"Wood boy," Cha Huan interrupted him: "I go to bed on time every night. Before going to bed, I make a pot of hot tea. If I don't drink it, I just throw it out. I just use the step of making tea to help sleep. I don't smoke or drink. , I fell asleep immediately when I got into bed, and slept for seven and a half hours a day, never leaving fatigue and stress for the next day.”

Listening to Cha Huan's strange self-introduction, for some reason, Mu Poro felt even more chilled in his heart. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "Principal Cha..."

"In the past few days, I have been restless to eat and sleep well." Cha Huan sighed: "Because I know that someone wants to assassinate me."

"Someone actually wants to kill me, an old man who has been dedicated to education for decades, an old man who is approaching sixty years old, an old man who just wants to live a peaceful life, you can understand my feelings ?"

Mu Poro's calf began to soften: "I... can understand..."

"You understand!" Cha Huan slammed the table: "You are also a wicked person who has killed many lives. You are scared to death when you knock on the door in the middle of the night. How can you understand me? , a good man who never makes trouble and never breaks the law!"

"Even a good person like me wants to kill, is there any reason for this? Is there still a king's law!?"

"You, you're always right..." Mu Poro agreed nervously.

"You also know that lack of sleep has a great impact on the elderly like us." Cha Huan sighed: "So I want to solve this problem."

Mu Poro asked tentatively, "Do you want to cooperate with those people?"

"I want to kill all those people in advance, so no one will assassinate me." Cha Huan blinked at Mu Poro: "Just right, Mu Xiaozi, you are trying to get Yan Yi to leave the imperial court at night, you must know that Some inside information. Just treat it as respecting the old, can you tell me honestly?"

"Principal Cha, you really misunderstood," Mu Po Luo took a deep breath and explained, "I only hope that Teacher Yan will come to tutor her every night out of my love for my daughter. I don't know the inside story at all. If Teacher Yan told us that Principal Cha had other arrangements for her, we would definitely not make excessive demands—"

"She told you."

"No, not at all."

"really have."

"Really do not have!"

The two looked at each other for a while, and the corners of Cha Huan's mouth turned up slightly, and finally burst out laughing.

"Hahaha, as expected of the person I look up to, Mu Xiaozi, you are really interesting! I'm playing with you!"

Mu Poro heaved a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "Principal Cha, your joke is too big."

"In that case," Cha Huan looked at the things in the office, stood up and said, "Let's get started."

Mu Poro was startled: "What to start?"

"The second half of the game. Wood boy, you are indeed a wonderful person, and rarely aroused my interest in torture."

Cha Huan stretched out his hands, and the tall red-clothed old man instantly seemed to have become a demon who filled the entire office: "Pick up your nails, bump your toes, melt the valley, lick your lips, stick out your tongue, roll your eyes, pierce your ears, press your shoulders, Loose joints... Come on, Boy, let me see which link you can hold!"

Mu Poro stood up in fright: "Principal Cha—"

"Don't worry, I will save your organs. The chief medical officer is my friend, you know? If I do something wrong, it will not only make you whole, but also compensate you. Your daughter doesn't want to be admitted. The Imperial Court? How about direct admission without examination?"

"Tea Huan!" Mu Poro could no longer maintain his demeanor, and shouted loudly, "You have no evidence! No search warrant! You have no reason to lynch me—"

"Oh, speaking of this."

Cha Huan took out a golden badge from her arms and showed it to Mu Poro: "What do you think this is?"

"This is—the badge of the holy sword!?" Mu Poro suddenly lost his mind.

The holy sword badge, also known as the emperor badge, the imperial envoy badge, has only one function: if I come in person!

This is the highest authority granted by the royal family to a subject. Those who have badges are equivalent to having authority second only to the emperor. They can do everything first and then pay!

"What kind of documents do you want, I will tell Yulian tonight, I will definitely be able to get them tomorrow and burn them on your grave."

This old man who has an affair with the Empress Dowager is immortal!

Mu Poro was already incoherent: "Cha Huan, you don't even know what you did wrong. You stand on the opposite side of everyone, but as long as you are willing to compromise, everything will be different—"

"It's a coincidence, the thing I can't learn in my life is compromise." Cha Huan sighed: "Look at you, I'm afraid it's like this, it's better to be decent and tell all the information honestly, That way I can give you a good time."

At this time, Mu Poro saw the light and shadow outside the door, his heart moved, and he reached out and touched the hilt under the table.

"Otherwise..."

Boom!

The window and door exploded at the same time, and the four guards of the Senluo Chamber of Commerce attacked Cha Huan at the same time!

Mu Poro also drew out his long sword, danced the Senluo sword dance, which was handed down from the family, and killed the old man who was nearly sixty years old!

"...I can only help you with dignity."

Whoops!

With the sound of flesh being torn apart like silk, the five corpses fell to the ground without a sound.

Cha Huan looked at her clothes.

"Fortunately, I had foresight and came in the brightest red clothes."

He used to pick up the list on the table and looked at the drop of blood on the list. It was the 'handwriting' that came out of Mu Poro's throat.

"This can be regarded as Mu Boy's identification... right?" Cha Huan tilted his head and put it away indifferently: "Forget it, anyway, it can be used as a reason to prevaricate the order to leave that bastard."

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In the front hall of the Senluo Chamber of Commerce, the uneasy butler heard footsteps, turned his head and saw that it was the old man in red who came out, and there was no sign of a fight on his body.

He breathed a sigh of relief - as expected, the 'purpose of the visit' was just a joke, right? I had heard that Cha Huan, the president of the Imperial College, is a funny person, which is really funny.

"Are you leaving?"

"Yeah, by the way, there is one thing I hope you can help me with." Cha Huan took out the list and showed it to the steward: "That's it, I want to meet these six people marked with red dots, how can I get on the bus? Is the bus coming?"

The steward hurriedly said: "There are vacant cars in the chamber of commerce now, or—"

"No, no, I haven't been out for a walk for a long time, so I want to take the bus by the way to see what has changed in Yanjing." Cha Huan pointed to his blood-red clothes: "And look, did I dress very well today? handsome?"

"what?"

"is not it?"

"Uh, this, under certain circumstances... should it count?"

"You added a lot of unnecessary attributives." Cha Huan said dissatisfiedly: "I dress so well today, so I want everyone to take a look at it and improve the current Yan Jing's indifferent dressing style."

It's because you are too wild... The steward smirked and said ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and stopped persuading. He is also a laborer who often goes out to work, and the bus is his usual means of transportation, so he is not unfamiliar.

He saw that Mu Poro was also on the list, and it had been crossed out, and he had a clear understanding in his heart - this might be the visiting list of Principal Cha Huan, right?

"Your Excellency, are you going to visit these six masters this afternoon?"

"Yes."

The six people marked with red dots on the list are all famous people in Yanjing. The steward has even visited some of them, but there are places that the steward has never been to.

Therefore, he tried his best to take out the contact book of the Senluo Chamber of Commerce, found the detailed addresses of the six owners, thought about the bus route, and said, "Your Excellency, go out and turn right, go to the bulletin booth in Xuanwu Hutong and wait for the third bus. First sit down on Jiangnan Street to visit the Poppy Flower Chamber of Commerce, and then..."

"Thank you." Cha Huan said, "Next time I see Mu Xiaozi, I will definitely praise you a few more words for him."

The steward said happily, "Thank you for your support!"

"Don't be grateful so early. The next time you see Mu Xiaozi, it will probably be a few years later... If you're unlucky, maybe you'll have to see him in two days."

Ah? Why is it bad luck to see President Mu instead?

Although he was puzzled, the steward respectfully watched the old man in red leave.

The steward looked at the blue sky and white clouds outside, couldn't help yawning, and continued to rest on the front counter.

It was a quiet and peaceful day.