Boss Duan was originally a department manager of a state-owned enterprise. After being tempted by the tide of economic reform, he resigned and opened the bar. Only then did he find that the facts were very different from what he imagined. Not only did he check the tax, health, culture and other departments, but he was just drunk people making trouble, gangsters making unreasonable troubles, and customers owed money and ran away orders, which was enough for him to have a headache.

Later, he followed his friend's advice and wanted to find someone with some "background" to come to the town. It happened that day Liao Xuebing came to collect protection fees. The two hit it off and agreed to ask for an immediate point. Lao Liao himself was also very surprised. He used to collect protection fees, but the owners always resisted them in every way, and even called the police directly. How could he be so refreshed? This boss was neither experienced nor naive. He heard that he was so scattered that the sky was falling. It seemed that only he could withstand the sky fell, so he really believed it. Liao Xuebing was diligent in one or two months, and with four or five brothers, he stopped many customers from deliberately lying on account, but they drank more alcohol for free than the order for lying on account. By the third month, Liao Xuebing found a new job, but he couldn't come. It happened that it was the hot weather in September, and the guests were more angry and had met gangsters looking for trouble. Boss Duan couldn't find him and was busy.

"Don't worry, Boss Duan, I suspect they were sent by your business competitors to deliberately provoke trouble."

As he was talking, he saw a young man on the table throwing open a beer bottle, pointing at a man and scolding: "You don't have eyes when you walk, step on my feet! If you don't take out five hundred yuan, don't try to walk out of this door alive!"

The man was a little panicked, but he didn't want to lose face in front of everyone. He said something loudly. Liao Xuebing was far away from them and could not hear clearly. The three young men stood up one after another, and the leader raised his hand and slapped the man very loudly. Everyone around him felt uncomfortable, as if the slap was slapped on his face.

The oldest of several young people is over 20 years old, and the youngest is only fifteen or sixteen years old. They are still childish and have a green beard just popping out of the corners of their mouths. However, their heads are dyed with blonde hair, pierced ears and tattoos on their arms. They are obviously the most common gangsters on the street.

This kind of young man is arrogant and domineering, cares about other people's opinions, is eager to show himself, and never considers the consequences when doing things. Because he is a minor, he violates the law but does not have to bear too heavy punishment, he is loved by some "minds".

Liao Xuebing said: "Boss Duan, I think your bar is not suitable for its positioning. The decoration is neither trendy nor retro, it is too mediocre, and has no selling points. Even the music played is incompatible with the atmosphere. You might as well redecorate it in the European style of the 19th century and use a few students from the music academy to make a few cellos and serenades. What do you think?"

"Oh! You still have the heart to study this, and go and stop those people's behavior!" Boss Duan wanted to pour all the ice cubes in the ice bucket onto his head. If this continues, the customers will be scared away. How can there be business to come? How can there be protection fees to pay for Lao Liao?

Liao Xuebing said in his heart: "The emperor is not anxious, the eunuch is anxious, this proverb is really wonderful." He picked up a bottle of unopened beer and walked towards the noisy center. Boss Duan shouted behind him: "Hey, the beer bottle is not safe enough! Change an iron rod? I'll ask someone to go to the kitchen to give it to you."

The man was slapped twice again, his cheeks flushed. I don’t know if it was drunk, angry or painful, but three young people surrounded him, one of them was holding a knife in his hand, and he didn’t dare to make things bored. A middle-aged man with a family and career was not very popular in the unit, but he was not bad. He occasionally competed for his competing with his colleagues to pay for the bill. He never did anything to lose face. Now he was insulted by a few young people in a small bar, for fear that the pain in his heart would be ten times better than being beaten.

The young man in the lead shouted, "Do you give it money? Believe it or not, I will let you crawl back?" The man was eager to fly away from this sad place. He was full of fear and said quickly: "Give it, I will give it immediately!" As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a muffled sound of the swelling ground, and glass residue and beer foam splashed on the young man's forehead, pouring his head and face. It was Liao Xuebing who took action in time.

This bottle of beer has never been opened and is a "fresh" series of products from a manufacturer. The bottle is made into a slightly rounded icy shape, which is stronger and larger than the ordinary type. After drinking, it weighs more than one kilogram. Ordinary people may not be damaged even if they hit the wooden board. Liao Xuebing tried hard, and the young man's forehead could not withstand the sudden heavy blow, and fell straight to the ground, fainting.

It was only a blink of an eye, and no one could react. He clasped the bottle with half and was left with sharp water chestnuts, and pierced into another young man's belly. Blood gushed out, mixed with the unflowed beer liquid, flowing at the mouth of the bottle. The little gangster suddenly became weak, his eyes were full of Venus, and he sat down slowly while covering his stomach.

The third gangster swung his knife forward and was about to stab Lao Liao in the back, which caused everyone to scream. Unexpectedly, he stepped on the wet ground first and staggered. Liao Xuebing turned around, his eyes were quick and his hands were quick, and he raised his feet to kick off the knife in his hand. This kind of fight was very important to on-site experience, and if he was not careful, he would either die or be injured. Fortunately, he met three newborn and self-righteous guys who easily controlled the situation.

"You...Who are you?" The gangster who was kicked off the knife was just a boy of sixteen or seventeen. Judging from the current situation, the courage of a newborn calf without fear of a tiger quickly disappeared.

"Bang!" The middle-aged man swung his arm and slapped him hard on the face, "I am your uncle!" This slap accumulated a lot of anger, and I'm afraid even the boss's criticism, colleague's ridicule, and wife's resentment were all attached to it, making the gangster who caused the accident spin, his ears buzz violently, and his cheeks swollen.

"Okay!" Someone applauded and applauded. The slap was obviously a great hit. The middle-aged man couldn't help but feel proud. He looked around and looked at him. His expression was very powerful: "See, I'm not a coward!"

Liao Xuebing stepped forward and grabbed the boy's collar and said, "You dare to make trouble in the place covered by Brother Abing on Zhuque Street. You are really brave. Did someone ask you to come?"

The boy shook his head and tried hard to squeeze out a flattering smile that made others feel unthreatening, and said, "No, no one asked us to come, we were confused for a moment..."

"Is that?" Liao Xuebing smiled. The bad guy smiled. The matter was going to be bad. The boy was deeply influenced by the gangster movies. His heart suddenly skipped a beat and he said loudly: "If you dare to touch a hair of my hair, I must find someone to flatten this bar." He was not sure about Liao Xuebing's identity and his tone was quite tough.

"Hi--" The middle-aged man took big steps, with the height of the track and field hurdles, the football goalkeeper driving away from the ball, taking advantage of the huge inertial force brought from top to bottom, kicking his calf on the shin. There was a light click, and then the gangster rolled on the ground with his calf, wailing constantly, and the treble part was almost comparable to Vitas.

Liao Xuebing was sweating profusely and said to himself: "This uncle is absolutely evil and has the potential to be a godfather of the mafia." He grabbed the gangster's hair and pulled him up. He saw a twisted face covered with saliva and tears, and said: "What's your name?"

After the initial severe pain, he was unspeakable fear. The gangster believed that even if he didn't do anything, the uncle would beat him into a disabled person. He said hesitantly: "Huang...Huang Huayu."

"At a young age, you neither study nor work, and do whatever you want, so you have never considered your future?"

"Brother, I, I have a school student. I am here, I am in the second year of high school in Tulip High School..." The pain made Huang Huayu dry mouth and had to answer his question, which was very difficult to speak.

"Since I'm still studying, why don't I go back to class and go to my store to make trouble?"

"Me, there are a few teachers in our school who quit their jobs and refuse to do it, and I don't want to take boring self-study classes."

"The teacher resigns? Is the teacher missing?" Liao Xuebing seemed to suddenly see the pauper in the gold mine: "Then your school must be recruiting teachers?"

“Yes, yes…”

"Sit down and say!" Liao Xuebing pushed him onto the chair. He was unstable and his broken tibia rubbed against each other, causing a long scream.

When Boss Duan saw that the overall situation was settled, he quietly appeared and showed his gratitude to the middle-aged man: "Sir, I am so sorry about the previous incident. You are completely free in the Nightingale Bar today. There is also a 300-yuan consumption coupon, which is valid at any time within one month."

The middle-aged man showed his power and felt that the face he had lost had already been earned back. He said proudly: "Are you the boss? Your bar is so good. I will not only come by myself in the future, but also introduce my friends to come..."

"Thank you very much, thank you very much. If you have a customer like you, why worry about the economy not taking off?..."

Other staff comforted customers, cleaned up the dirty floor, and threw the two injured gangsters outside the street, which was naturally no problem.

Liao Xuebing lit a cigarette, "Student Huang, you haven't heard of Brother Soldiers from Zhuque Street, right? I don't care what you are from, it's better to explain the recruitment of teachers in your school immediately."

"I heard that the school plans to recruit a Chinese teacher, an art teacher and a math teacher." Huang Huayu sweated and tried his best to recall the recent personnel changes in the school.

"What about the others? Are there no more?"

"I, I think, it should be gone." Huang Huayu shrank timidly.

Liao Xuebing immediately slapped him and said loudly: "Do you have no requirements for employment, such as education, qualifications, height, weight and gender?" Huang Huayu was just a unmotivated student. He was indifferent to school life. He didn't know so clearly. He was fooled by the beaten up and said: "Brother Bing, I really don't know. There is a notice posted at the school gate. You can go and take a look, and it is written on it."
Chapter completed!