The warehouse manager with ordinary facial features took the "trading letter" from Wang Qi, followed the example and looked at several key points, then closed it and exclaimed:

"It's a big deal, so many goods can you eat in Siyang City?"

There have always been transactions with Siyang City, but this time, the amount of resources there is three times more than usual.

"Maybe it's because I have gained a greater say, or maybe I have a new digestion channel."

Wang Qi's expression did not change at all:

"What if he doesn't matter, as long as we make money, we can dispatch people and count the goods as soon as possible. If such a transaction is completed, we will definitely be happy with the new deacon, and we may get rewards."

After saying that, he shook his sleeve and threw something at the warehouse manager.

"Old Xing, don't delay, let your subordinates be quicker."

"This...is no problem." The warehouse manager opened his five fingers and copied the Yuanshi bill. His eyes immediately narrowed.

This Wang Qi is really interesting.

"Don't worry." The warehouse manager bent his index finger, shook his face in front of Wang Qi, and made a serious promise:

"One hour will definitely be ready for you."

"Okay." Wang Qi nodded with satisfaction, chatted with the warehouse manager for some details, and agreed to come back for an hour, leave briefly and walk out of Yinliu Danfang.

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"The uncle gets rich, the uncle gets rich."

As soon as he left the gate of Danfang, several beggars with low figures and odors came closer from the base of the wall, either holding a broken bowl with one hand or both hands, approaching Wang Qi.

"roll!"

Wang Qi's nose wrinkled, feeling that his good mood had been destroyed. The steps he took to the front stopped and then fell at an extraordinary speed.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang!

An invisible wave of air dispersed with Wang Qi as the center, hitting the beggars approaching, rolling them into the air, screaming and landing on the street a few meters away, unable to crawl for a while.

"snort."

Wang Qi looked around and didn't care much about this trivial matter. He shook his sleeves and left with great strides.

After a while, the beggars gathered together, either covering their arms or holding their stomachs.

The beggar in the lead looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to it. He took out a wrinkled scroll from his waist pocket and spread it out carefully.

Here are the characters:

He is tall, has a rough face, short and hard black hair, and wears black leather gloves on his left palm.

He glanced at the guys who were making a living with him and asked in a low voice:

"Look, look at it, does that person just now look like the one on this painting?"

"Head." A beggar with a bruised nose and swollen face immediately focused on his head: "It's very similar, which means it's a bit different from the equipment on the portrait."

He pondered for a while and said in a sure tone:

"I think this is just a person."

Other beggars also spoke, expressing their approval from other details.

"Get rich."

The beggar's head was ecstatic. Yesterday, different small forces had looked for him and told him that as long as he found the trace of the man in the portrait and reported it immediately, he would have a considerable reward.

For this beggar boss, this resource is enough for him to rent a warehouse in the dock area, and then more than a dozen beggars carry bags to make money, so he will live a peaceful life in the future.

This is really a good thing.

He quickly put away the portrait, turned his head to look at the building where Wang Qi walked out, and focused on the plaque on the gate, with black paint as the base, and four large regular script characters highlighted:

Yinliu Danfang.

His mind was swollen and forced to record these unknown fonts, and he shouted:

"Walk."

So he took these dozen beggars into the nearby alley and disappeared.

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"Your Excellency, I found the guy yesterday.

A fierce-looking man with a brown hair broke into the room covered by heavy curtains and found Su Tian, ​​with a little excitement mixed with:

"His true identity is a alchemist from the Baihe Chamber of Commerce and Yinliu Danfang."

"Oh? Baihe Chamber of Commerce?"

Su Tian turned around, her eyes became playful, and she laughed softly.

Then, his eyes were on the brunette man:

"What else can I find? Say it?"

He could feel that his subordinate's emotions were like wildfire and had not burned out yet.

"Hehe." The brunette man's smile stopped and slowly faded. He calmed down a little bit of emotion:

"We found Jiang Yunfeng's traces, and he was at Wang Qi's residence."

After pausing, he continued:

"And we also found that Jiang Yunfeng and Wang Qi seemed to be planning to go out today and were preparing supplies."

After saying this, he shut up and waited for Su Tian to make a decision.

"It's dark under the light, hiding in the Baihe Chamber of Commerce's station. No wonder I can't find you. It's so smart."

Su Tian smiled and sighed, looked at the brunette man, and suddenly asked:

"Will the Wanhuahui be processed soon?"

"Ah." The brunette man didn't keep up with Su Tian's thoughts for a moment, and then slowly replied:

"The Qingzhu Gang, which we controlled, has issued an ultimatum to Wanhuahui. Today is the deadline. Wanhuahui has no background support. Although the conditions are harsh, I think it should not refuse."

Su Tian nodded, without responding, but turned to his poker-faced companion sitting beside him and said:

"The Wanhua Club has no background. The only big force that can ask for help is the Baihe Chamber of Commerce. I'm afraid that if that, the little girl will make up her mind to make a big profit and ask the experts from the Baihe Chamber of Commerce for help. After all, compared to the Qingzhu Gang, she knows the Baihe Chamber of Commerce well and trusts her more.

"Go, if something happens, you don't have to show up and show your breath, so that the experts who come here know that the one who wants Wanhuahui is not such a small Qingzhu Gang, and there are other forces behind it.

"In this way, after weighing the trade-offs, the Baihe Chamber of Commerce will most likely give up the Wanhua Club and give up offending us. Haha, the Wanhua Club is just an inconspicuous small force after all, and the Baihe Chamber of Commerce will have to consider the cost."

The man with a poker face was bare and had no expression. He just nodded to show that he knew.

Su Tian continued:

"After Wanhua meets the problem, remember to come and help me. Jiang Yunfeng's injury should not have really recovered, but it is safer for the two of them to take action."

The face-paralyzed man nodded again.

Seeing her companion's condition, Su Tian took a secret breath, her eyes returned to the brunette man, and her tone became indifferent:

"Jiang Yunfeng, I was together. I didn't catch Wang Qi last night. I hope you can perform today..."

The brunette man felt a stern, his waist and back were straightened, and he hurriedly promised:

"Don't worry, you, I will definitely twist Wang Qi's head off with my own hands."

At this moment, his murderous intent was boiling.

"I'm looking forward to it." Su Tian nodded and slowly stood up: "Let's go and meet Jiang Yunfeng."

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Yinliu Danfang.

"Xiu'er, have you seen Li Tong?"

After working hard all night, Jiang Yan, who had already filled the martial arts skills in the Great Yan Fire Pill Technique, just walked into the yard when he saw the little maid talking to the maids with his hands behind his back.

He laughed helplessly and asked loudly.

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