Chapter 4711 Conscience
In the blink of an eye, the situation suddenly reversed. This seemingly inconspicuous white-collar worker actually knocked down this vicious gangster, which shocked all the diners.
"Damn, where did you come from, little pussy, how dare you interfere in your grandfather's affairs, little pussy, do you know who your grandfather is hanging out with?" The plain gangster yelled. He didn't expect that these few of them would be beaten up by a weak white-collar worker. If word spread about it, how could he still hang out? We have to get the place back today.
"Hey, you still have some background. Okay, I'll wait here for you to call someone. If you don't call someone, I will let you eat up all the leftovers here today!" Lin Feng pointed at the restaurant. He knocked over the food and drinks on the floor and sneered.
So domineering! This young man is so domineering. Who is he? So domineering. The onlookers all around were stunned. This little white-collar worker is so awesome. It's just that you are so awesome, and when someone calls you later, you will sometimes cry.
At this time, the tattooed man over there had already started to make a call, using Lin Feng’s ‘Fuxi’. This scene made Lin Feng’s balls ache. This kind of person actually uses his own 'Fuxi', which is enough to show the sales volume of 'Fuxi', but if it is used by such a person, Lin Feng feels that it is a waste of 'Fuxi'. If Pangu opened the sky, he brought the Chinese nation from cave civilization to tribal civilization. Fuxi allowed the Chinese nation to see the magnificence of the world, and Fuxi made the Chinese nation truly a civilization. This is also the reason why Lin Feng was named ‘Fuxi’. There is a profound intention behind this.
But for such a person, Lin Feng can only say that this mobile phone is not worth it. It's not about whether you have money or not. What kind of job do you want to do, but your character is completely inadequate. Moral corruption. The scum of society, such scum, using the word "Fuxi" is an insult to the ancient gods.
Of course, if someone buys it, that is their right. Lin Feng shook his head.
"Brother, you better leave quickly! When he calls someone later, you will be in trouble!" The boss Zhang Yong came over in a tangled manner.
originally. He didn't want to come over. If Lin Feng ran away, he might not be able to find them. But his small shop can't run away, and he will be out of luck then. But he is a businessman after all. If this little white-collar worker wants to stay here, something big will happen. It would be terrible if he was so young and was harmed by these gangsters. Therefore, he was also struggling to persuade Lin Feng to leave quickly. The restaurant owner's face became even more troubled. He had been keeping it for several years and was running it on a small budget. Only then did he finally manage to see the moonlight and see Lin Feng come to his shop for dinner, which made him make a lot of money recently. It would be a real shame if it closed. Moreover, this will directly cut off his financial resources, and his future survival may be problematic. certainly. He also made a lot of money during this period and gave up the store. With this money, I can make a living by opening a restaurant in another place. It's just that he is not afraid of having to find a firm footing in Shanghai and then change places and start everything over again, but his wife and children may not be able to adapt to it.
But let him keep Lin Feng, a young white-collar worker, here.
He couldn't bear it either. What he runs this small shop has always been about word of mouth. Except for a few signature dishes, his dishes are not very good, but one thing that makes many diners feel at ease and willing to come back is that his ingredients are all genuine. Yes, I will never use gutter oil, dead pork, etc. This is a conscientious shop. This conscience shop is all about conscience.
The word conscience, this...
Lin Feng remained silent. If he casually says a word, or takes off his glasses and combs his hair, and is recognized by others, the boss will have no worries at all. But Lin Feng didn't want to say anything. He just wanted to see what the boss would choose. Lin Feng has plans to recruit this boss and assist Li Zhiyou. But it depends on his character. What is important in being a human being is character. If your character is not good, it will be useless no matter how capable you are.
The tattooed man over there was dialing the phone frantically, while the boss over there was at war with nature and man, and was extremely entangled. But Lin Feng was not disappointed.
"Little brother, just leave. The best I can do is stop running this store. Anyway, I have made some money recently, so I can start a new business in another place. Anyway, I am not a local, so I can survive anywhere!" Restaurant The boss finally made a decision and forced a smile on his face that was uglier than crying.
Lin Feng chuckled.
"Boss, I didn't expect you to be such a conscientious person when doing business. It's not that common these days!" Lin Feng sighed.
Most of today's businessmen are just for profit and can do whatever they want. Whatever makes money comes. What about black cotton, gutter oil, sulfur bamboo shoots, etc. This completely ignores the interests of consumers. If other restaurant owners encountered this, they would definitely hold him back and prevent him from running away. If he ran away, his hotel would be completely ruined. This boss really has a conscience.
"Hey, business is all about making a living. No one wants to encounter this kind of thing. But you come here and I am your guest. If something happens to you, I will let you take the blame. I feel guilty. At this age, the days ahead are not long or short. You want me to live in guilt all day long, I can't live with it. Brother, you should leave quickly. You can't leave when they come. As for me, you don't have to worry. At most, I don't want this store anymore. Anyway, it is rented and will expire next year. These decorations are also old decorations, and the loss is not big. Besides, Fengshen has been here before, so they may not dare to smash it. If they really want to smash it, once the newspaper reports it and Fengshen sees it, they will not have a good end!" When mentioning Fengshen, the owner of the restaurant, Zhang Yong, showed a glimmer of hope in his eyes.
Everyone said that Lin Feng was arrogant, but in the eyes of ordinary people like them, Lin Feng's arrogance was only directed at those bullies. Lin Feng treated ordinary people very harmoniously. Just like the last time Lin Feng came, he was blocked here, but he didn't get angry. Moreover, he sold the box at a high price, and Lin Feng did not intervene. On the contrary, those who came to the box to eat were all arrogant and domineering. Their aura and demeanor were completely incomparable to the God of Wind.
Therefore, the restaurant owner was also gambling that these people might not really dare to smash this place. After all, the God of Wind had been here! Where the God of Wind had been, ordinary people would not dare to touch it casually! What if Lin Feng asked about it? Lin Feng never showed mercy when dealing with the underworld. The underworld in Shanghai is basically extinct now, and there are only some gangsters left. If they want to mess around, as long as Lin Feng sees them, it will probably be a disaster.
Therefore, he still has a certain confidence.
Lin Feng smiled. I didn't expect that his reputation was so great that most people didn't dare to mess around in places where he had been. This was really surprising. Of course, there was also a little self-admiration in his heart.
"Hey, little brother, you still have a little imagination about you and the God of Wind. But you should leave quickly! If you don't leave now, it will be too late!" The restaurant owner urged.
"Who dares to leave! No one is allowed to leave here today!" At this time, a domineering voice sounded outside.
A man with a gold necklace as thick as a little finger and a face full of flesh walked in. His eyes were fierce, and no one dared to say a word wherever he swept. Everyone lowered their heads and retreated, not daring to look directly into his eyes.
"Brother Kun, Brother Kun, it was this little bastard who came in and beat me and several brothers! He also told you, Brother Kun, that if he didn't call you over, he would let me eat all the food on the ground!" The tattooed man screamed as if he saw a savior. The other companions also wailed.
"Damn it! How dare you touch my brother Kun's people! What's your background, you little bastard?" The man with a gold necklace as thick as his little finger strode towards Lin Feng viciously, followed by several thugs who looked like gangsters and dressed like bad guys.
"This is Brother Kun, right? This is a complete misunderstanding, a misunderstanding!" The restaurant owner hurriedly greeted him and smiled apologetically.
"Misunderstanding! Damn it, misunderstanding, can my little brother be beaten like a *? Fuck!" The man with a gold necklace as thick as his little finger slapped the restaurant owner away, "Damn it, I'll deal with you later! Fuck!"
The man with a gold necklace as thick as his little finger strode in front of Lin Feng, looking down at him carefully, and he looked like a white-collar worker. Maybe he has practiced martial arts for a few days and has some fighting power. After all, his little brothers are just good-for-nothings, not worth mentioning. But these two foreign girls are a bit troublesome. Shanghai is an international metropolis, and it is very concerned about the safety of foreigners. If they start fighting and hurt these foreign girls, it will be troublesome. He wouldn't be afraid if it was in the wilderness, but there are so many people here.
"Get out of here, two foreign girls. If I don't look for you, I'll look for you! Boy, if you're a man, don't hide behind a woman." Although the man with a gold necklace as thick as his little finger looked rough, he was very delicate in his heart. With one sentence, Lin Feng couldn't rely on Melissa and Natalie.