Life Reset: I’m the Master in the Officialdom

Not long after, the stall owners almost all fled like frightened birds.

However, the small stall where Wentao was enjoying ramen was not spared. Due to the large number of items on the stall and the inconvenience of movement, it was eventually confiscated on the spot by the urban management personnel who came to enforce the law.

The couple selling ramen are over 50 years old and look to be in their 50s or 60s.

Their faces were darkened and roughened by the years, and from their weather-beaten looks, it could be seen that the couple must have done a lot of heavy physical labor to make a living.

The captain of the urban management team shouted, "Brothers, hurry up and confiscate everything on this stall and take it back to our unit! I'm so unlucky! After all this time, all I could do was seize this tiny, shabby stall!"

The captain of the urban management team was a burly and strong man with a broad back and strong arms. Although he was wearing a thick law enforcement coat, it still could not hide the huge belly protruding from his chest.

Looking at his posture, it seems as if his stomach is filled with the fat and blood of the people.

"Leader! Leader! Please have mercy on us and let us go! We, the two old men, have no choice! We just came to this place some time ago to make a living. We used to set up a small stall in the town to sell ramen. Although we were not rich, we could barely make a living. Later, I heard that the people in the city have different tastes and they especially like to eat ramen like ours, so we thought about coming here to try our luck and make a little money to support our family. I didn't expect to meet you not long after we arrived. Please be magnanimous and forgive us this time! We promise that we will never come here again from now on..." The old man at the ramen stall said good words with a smile on his face, and hurriedly walked forward, tightly holding the corner of the urban management captain's clothes to plead for mercy.

Then, the old man turned around hurriedly and went back to his shabby tricycle. He bent down and groped under the seat for a while.

Then, he carefully took out a pack of beautifully packaged "Changbai Mountain" cigarettes and secretly put it into the hands of the urban management captain when no one was paying attention.

In fact, before coming here, the two of them asked others about the various rules and "unwritten rules" of this city.

Someone told them that if they unfortunately encountered law enforcement inspections by management personnel, giving appropriate gifts and managing relationships might be able to make the matter less serious.

Originally, the old man planned to open the cigarettes and just give two boxes to the leader as a token of his appreciation.

But who knew that today's situation would be so big that just two boxes of cigarettes would not be enough to calm the storm. There was no other way, the old man gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, and simply took out the whole pack of cigarettes.

Although the old man appeared to be very generous and calm on the surface, in fact his heart was almost broken.

You know, this pack of cigarettes cost him eighty yuan!

He worked hard to set up a stall selling ramen, and it would take him at least several days to make back his money.

But then again, as long as I can use these 80 yuan to buy some "peace" and keep my small business going, it's worth it. I can just think of it as paying an extra stall fee.

Thinking of this, the old man breathed a sigh of relief and looked eagerly at the captain of the urban management team, hoping that the other party would show leniency.

The captain of the urban management team stared at the cigarette in the old man's hand, with greed flashing in his eyes. His heart felt like it was scratched by a cat's claws and it was very itchy.