Fantasy: After transmigrating, I effortlessly became a god.

Old Zhou carried out the mountain of ledgers, and Zheng Qian and He Zuowen divided the task of viewing them.

Zheng Qian was in charge of management, and He Zuowen was in charge of economics; this was something they had agreed upon.

From then on, Zheng Qian was in charge of managing and resolving problems in Xisi Street, while He Zuowen was in charge of the economy and clearing the official roads. The goal was to control Xisi Street as quickly as possible and achieve results that would earn the attention of those above.

Yun Guiren frankly stated that she had put in a lot of effort for this document, and that she had used up all her connections from the past two years. The two of them not only had to successfully manage Xisi Street, but also had to make a name for themselves as soon as possible.

He Zuowen promised to manage it well within a month. Zheng Qian simply asked, "Can you kill someone?"

He Ruoyun confidently declared that as long as they weren't officials, it didn't matter how many they killed, but they couldn't be killed in the city.

Zheng Qian promised that he could completely take over the management of Xisi Street in three days.

He Ruoyun was very perceptive at the time. He Zuowen even said that he was willing to fully cooperate with Zheng Qian and help him take over Xisi Street in three days. That's why there was the scene where Zheng Qian drew his sword to intimidate Lao Zhou.

Time is very important to him.

He Zuowen never considered that Zheng Qian was boasting. Zheng Qian's decisions and methods when defending the city had already proven that he was a man of his word.

In terms of management, Lao Zhou wrote many constructive regulations, but unfortunately they were all on paper and were not implemented. Although Lao Zhou slept during work hours, he was very serious about his work, his files were organized in an orderly manner, and his notes were neat. He was clearly a passionate but frustrated person with no way out.

An hour had passed since Zheng Qian finished reviewing the management ledgers. He slowly said, "Zhou Fangzheng, you are older than me, so I will call you Old Zhou."

"Zheng Fangzheng, you can call me whatever you want, please." Old Zhou was really willing to cooperate. Standing to the side, the more he looked at Zheng Qian, the more he felt the overwhelming murderous aura.

Old Zhou, are you afraid of dying?

“I visited Xisi Street today, and the prices of some goods varied by ten times. When they saw out-of-town customers, they would shout high prices and rip them off. Have you noticed this problem?”

Upon hearing Zheng Qian ask about the price of the goods, Old Zhou immediately looked worried. "Zheng Fangzheng, you don't know this, but apart from Baigongfang, the merchants on the other three streets of Xisi Street all listen to the Xinyi Gang. The Xinyi Gang is the only underground force on Xisi Street. They secretly charge high rents. If the merchants don't raise prices and rip off out-of-town customers, the Xinyi Gang will beat them to death and say they broke the rules."

Zheng Qian immediately became interested. "The Faith and Righteousness Gang? Tell me about this gang."

"The leader of the Xinyi Gang is named Feng Baqiang. Everyone calls him Brother Qiang. He is a master at the peak of the Bone Refining Realm and the most powerful fighter in the underground of the West Fourth Street area. The Xinyi Gang he founded prioritizes righteousness. If anyone in the gang is bullied, the Xinyi Gang will help him get revenge, no matter who is right or wrong. They are very united. They once wiped out an entire family of thirteen for their brother, not even sparing the baby."

They control most of the stalls and shops in Jinxiufang, Shixiang Street, and Shuxiang Lane, charging exorbitant rents and engaging in forced buying and selling. Their protection money collection drives many to their deaths every year, making life unbearable for the residents of Xisi Street.

Zheng Qian nodded. Yan City was indeed full of hidden talents. The gang leader of this area was a peak Bone Refining Realm expert, and he was so ruthless. It seemed that the Xinyi Gang was no good.

"Old Zhou, go and call over the most influential merchants from Jinxiufang, Shixiangjie, Baigongfang, and Shuxiangxiang, the ones who have a good voice among the people."

"Yun Duo'er from Jinxiufang, Wangaitu from Shixiangjie, and Xu Shicai from Shuxiangxiang will all come if you call them. As for Baigongfang, you might as well not call them, they won't come."

Old Zhou's eyes were sincere as he spoke, and Zheng Qian knew he wasn't lying. Curious, he asked, "Why won't the Hundred Crafts Workshop come?"

Looking outside to make sure no one was at the door, Old Zhou lowered his voice and said, "The Hundred Crafts Workshop listens to the Hundred Army Pavilion. The pavilion master is Feng Ziguo, the eighth young master of the Feng family in the East City. He researches and forges military weapons and is a fourth-rank Huaihua Zhonglang General."

Zheng Qian nodded. "Go and call the people from Jinxiufang, Shixiangjie, and Shuxiangxiang first. I need to hold a meeting."

Soon, Old Zhou led the three in and introduced them: "This is Envoy He, and this is Zheng, the Prefect of the Ward. From now on, you two will be in charge of West Fourth Street. Today, I've brought you here to get acquainted with the area. Please introduce yourselves."

"He Xiangshi, Zheng Fangzheng, I am Yun Duo'er. Please take good care of me in the future." Yun Duo'er was over thirty years old, heavily made up, and spoke in a coquettish manner. She was a famous embroiderer in Wuyan City.

"My lords, I am Wan Gaotu. I own Yuncui Restaurant. Please feel free to ask if you need anything in the future." Wan Gaotu was a middle-aged man with a large belly. His voice was booming and full of energy.

"Greetings, Envoy He and Magistrate Zheng. I am Xu Shicai." Xu Shicai was a young man with a strong scholarly air. He ran a bookstore called Xiangshuwu in Shuxiang Lane, which was the largest bookstore in Yancheng.

He Zuowen nodded and continued looking at Lao Zhou's file. He was very slow in reviewing the economics section, and sometimes he even did calculations to make sure that Lao Zhou's tax records were accurate so that he could have the most correct tax amount.

Zheng Qian stood up and bowed to the three men, saying, "Lord He and I have come here to make a living. We hope that the three of you will work together to manage West Fourth Street and make it prosperous and thriving."

"Lord Zheng, I'm just a woman, all I know is embroidery, I don't know anything about management," Yun Duo'er said in a coquettish voice, a veiled refusal.

Wan Gaotu chimed in, "I only know how to cook. I can't even manage Yuncui Restaurant properly, how can I help you manage West Fourth Street? I can't manage it."

Xu Shicai just smiled and didn't say anything, but his meaning was clear: he was just a bookseller and couldn't help Zheng Qian.

With a slight smile, Zheng Qian was not angry at all, and slowly said, "The three of you are all businessmen, so you naturally don't need to get involved in management matters. What I want is for you to do your business well and respond to the policies of Xisi Street."

Yun Duo'er and Wan Gaotu looked at each other, while Xu Shicai smiled but remained silent; both of them had a layer of wariness in their eyes.

They must be shrewd and visionary to become the most successful businessmen on the street; otherwise, they wouldn't be sitting here.

"Tomorrow I will release the management policy for Xisi Street. All you three need to do is respond and promote it. I will definitely give you a clean and fair business environment."

After a pause, Zheng Qian continued, "To be honest, I came here with a mission. I won't force the three of you to cooperate. You can choose not to cooperate, and I will support new people to respond to my policies. As for you..."

Zheng Qian laughed, "They'll all die here."

A chilling coldness enveloped the three of them.

They never expected that this new warden would be so ruthless, threatening to kill if they didn't agree.

Where is the law? Where is justice?

Yun Duo'er put her hands into her sleeves, while Wan Gaotu smiled broadly, but his hands were already gripping the butcher knife at his waist, ready to respond to Zheng Qian's attack at any moment.

Xu Shicai remained calm and asked softly, "Lord He, what benefits would we receive if we agreed?"

As if he hadn't seen Yun Duo'er and Wan Gaotu's little tricks, Zheng Qian smiled and held up a finger.

"I guarantee you'll earn more than three times what you're making now in a month."

Yun Duo'er and Wan Gaotu were overjoyed. They put their hands back on their knees. The brothel manager promised that they would earn three times more money, and that there would be no problem with the business on West Fourth Street. Moreover, the clerk in the back had been watching the accounts and his silence meant he agreed. They might be about to make a fortune.

Only Xu Shicai remained calm and asked, "I'm sure Lord Zheng is well aware of the situation of the merchants on West Fourth Street. The three of us don't have the final say; we all pay protection money."

Zheng Qian had to think more highly of Xu Shicai; this bookish young man had a very clear mind.

He neither agreed to cooperate nor refused to cooperate. He immediately asked about the benefits and then brought up the matter of paying protection money. He wanted to test Zheng Qian's abilities and see if he could deal with the Xinyi Gang.

If Zheng Qian cannot deal with the Xinyi Gang, it makes no difference whether they agree or not; Feng Baqiang will still have the final say. However, if Zheng Qian manages to eliminate the Xinyi Gang, they will have to consider switching factions, otherwise they will be dealt with sooner or later.

With a confident smile on his face, Zheng Qian's voice was cold and emotionless.

"The three of you just need to follow my policy tomorrow. When the Xinyi Gang comes out, tell them that I will be practicing swordsmanship at Qingtai Slope outside the city the day after tomorrow morning. Tell them to call everyone to come. I need to warm up before practicing swordsmanship."

The three men's hearts pounded. A new broom sweeps clean, and Zheng Qian's fire was burning too brightly. They couldn't help but sit up straight to show their respect.

Another person is going to die the day after tomorrow morning.