A 1970s mom raises a cute baby, and a crazy boss spoils her

To deal with scoundrels, you have to find people who are more scoundrel than them.

Gu Qinghuan thought of Niu Zhuang, whom he met on the black market two years ago. He was tall and strong, and looked quite intimidating.

So she went to the black market to look for Niu Zhuang with a try-it attitude, and she actually found him.

Niu Zhuang didn't recognize her, so Gu Qinghuan didn't introduce herself, but just said that she wanted to discuss business with him.

When Niu Zhuang heard that she wanted to hire him as a thug, he couldn't help but laugh.

"Do you know how much it costs to hire me for a trip? At least this much!" He stretched out his hand and pointed with one finger.

Of course, he has done this kind of scary work many times.

"One hundred yuan? Deal!" Gu Qinghuan agreed immediately, but she still wanted to try Niu Zhuang's skills, fearing that he would be embarrassed and appear to be a show-off.

Niu Zhuang does have some skills, otherwise he wouldn’t dare to come to the black market.

In fact, if you want to talk about the best thugs, we have them at home. Yun Jiuzhou can easily beat ten or twenty of them.

But she valued his reputation and didn't want him to be stigmatized for hurting the people.

So she deliberately chose a day when Yun Jiuzhou was not around to do this.

In fact, similarly, other people in the family are too embarrassed to do such a thing. They are either teachers or soldiers, so she is the only one who can do it.

Niu Zhuang was also a straightforward person. He took Gu Qinghuan's money and came on time. Not only did he come, he also brought a few brothers with him, making him look more imposing.

Gu Qinghuan led Niu Zhuang and his men to attack the enemy.

The two men had agreed beforehand that as soon as they entered the door, they would rush in and start smashing and throwing things without saying a word.

I throw away whatever I see, of course, those are just some worthless little things, I don’t dare to touch the valuable ones.

The kitchens of several families were outside, and coincidentally, the things in the kitchen were not expensive, so Gu Qinghuan was very happy to smash them.

The fighting power of Niu Zhuang and his brothers should not be underestimated, they are invincible all the way.

Gu Qinghuan followed behind and also experienced the feeling of playing rogue. It must be said that sometimes, going crazy in moderation can really make one feel refreshed.

She simply transformed herself into a crazy woman and had a lot of fun.

"Who are you? What are you doing?!"

"Ouch, my tub!"

"My pot!"

"What are you doing? Is there still law and order?"

...

There were exclamations all the way.

There were also strong men who tried to come up and beat people up. No matter who they were, Niu Zhuang knocked them down one by one in the first encounter. Several people protected Gu Qinghuan tightly behind them.

While Niu Zhuang and the others were beating people, an old lady came to pull Gu Qinghuan's hair.

Gu Qinghuan is not a soft persimmon, he is just too lazy to do it.

She slapped the old lady in the face with her backhand, knocking her unconscious.

Several middle-aged ladies rushed over, but Gu Qinghuan was not afraid at all and fought to his heart's content.

In the end, Niu Zhuang and his men knocked down all the men present.

Crying and cursing could be heard one after another.

The scene was extremely chaotic for a while.

Someone went to find the police.

Gu Qinghuan directly took out the property certificate of his house, stating that he was the owner of the house and that these people were occupying his house and refusing to return it.

Well, it’s the issue of rented housing again. They can’t do anything about this kind of thing right now.

The police just gave up the job, criticized them a few words, and then left.

The residents of the house were furious.

But there was nothing we could do.

After all, they were just taking advantage of a loophole. They thought the original owner of the house was a cultured person and easy to talk to, so they sent him away in a few words.

Now that a tough guy has come, they can only blame themselves for their bad luck.

Gu Qinghuan made a big fuss and beat these people into submission. Only after they had lost their temper did he start to discuss things seriously.

Niu Zhuang asked someone to find a stool for her to sit on. Several people stood behind her, looking a bit like gangsters.

"Send out a representative, let's talk!"

Soon, several families jointly elected a middle-aged man to come and negotiate with her.

"What do you want?" The middle-aged man glanced at Niu Zhuang and said in a low voice.

"As you have just seen, I have a very bad temper.

You are given two days to move out. This is the first time I’m reminding you. Next time, I won’t be so nice.

When the time comes, just ask someone to help you move it. If something gets broken or lost, don’t blame me for having too many people.” Gu Qinghuan threatened.

"You smashed so many of our things today, so what do you say?" the man said unwillingly.

Gu Qinghuan thought for a moment and asked instead of answering, "I heard that there are seven households here, right?"

"So what?"

"I won't compensate you for your stuff. These junks of yours are not worth much, but I have two hundred kilograms of Fuqiang flour here, which can be regarded as a small compensation for you.

However, I cannot give it to you directly.

Whoever moves out first can come to me and get 30 kilograms of flour. Sorry, the last one to move out will only get 20 kilograms of flour. You guys can do whatever you want!"

The human heart is the most unpredictable.

It’s not that Gu Qinghuan didn’t have the ten kilograms of flour, but he deliberately created competition among them in order to achieve his own goal.

Even though these people are now muttering about not being able to move and not being able to trust her, she believes that everyone will make the smartest choice when it comes to their own interests.

Niu Zhuang didn't understand the purpose of her doing this. Wouldn't it be enough to just give each family 30 kilograms of flour and tell them to leave immediately?

All we can say is that he is a qualified thug, but he is still some distance away from being someone in power.

If Gu Qinghuan had compromised right at the beginning and given them the flour to move away, she would probably be faced with even more greedy demands and constant wrangling.

She chose to hit them with a stick first and then give them a candy. This not only demonstrated her strength and made them feel afraid, but also prevented them from doing something desperate.

This candy must be given, otherwise there will be endless troubles. Problems that can be solved with money are never problems, but how to give it is very important.

Gu Qinghuan only gave them 200 kilograms of flour because he wanted them to cause internal strife and fall apart from within, so as to achieve his own goal.

These people had different expressions, and they all had their own little calculations in their hearts.

Gu Qinghuan came with such force that even the police were useless. He really scared them. If he came a few more times like this, they really wouldn't be able to bear it.

Anyway, we will have to move in the end, so we might as well move it quickly. We can also get an extra ten kilograms of flour, which can be used to make a lot of big white steamed buns.

But that's not what they say.

"We won't move, we won't move, don't try to tempt us with flour."

"That's right, we must unite and face the outside world together. We can't be corrupted by her."

"I won't move. I won't move."

Gu Qinghuan just smiled.

She has done quite a thorough study of human nature.

"Anyway, I have already prepared the flour, and I am sincere. It all depends on you.

In the next two days, after you move out, you can go to No. 30 Youjing Hutong to get flour. No one will be waiting after you arrive."

After saying that, she left with Niu Zhuang.

Niu Zhuang looked at her uncertainly: "Will your method work?" He felt it was not very reliable. The people inside were still shouting slogans and said they would not move.

"Didn't I give you the flour? You'll soon know if it works or not."

Gu Qinghuan lived in a small Western-style building, so it was not convenient for her to negotiate with these people, so she simply gave the job of distributing flour to Niu Zhuang.

Niu Zhuang was also curious about whether these people would move, so he agreed to help her with this task.

Gu Qinghuan was certain that they would move, it was just a matter of time.