C112 Those Who Don't Pay Get the Hell out
C112 Those Who Don't Pay Get the Hell out
As the hottest shop on the street, the first-grade BBQ naturally had the highest income, and those so-called "gangs" came to collect protection fees the most.
If he remembered correctly, the protection fee once again took away Brother Mang's monthly income. That time, there was a scar on Brother Mang's face. He had fought with them that time.
However, Brother Mang clearly lost that time. He still gave the money. Brother Mang also stayed in the hospital for a week.
Wu Lai had just opened the door when he saw three people standing beside the barbecue grill. They were shouting at Brother Mang, "It's time to pay today. Look, your business is getting better and better. The more people there were, the harder it was to manage it. He would charge another thousand a month in the future. No problem, right?"
Brother Mang, who was concentrating on roasting the dishes in his hands, froze. Then, he continued, as if he hadn't heard anything. He continued roasting the dishes.
"Did you hear that? I said, starting from today, the fee will increase by 1,000. Do you know that? It will be 6,000 yuan a month from now on. Do you understand? "
It's already 6,000 per month?!
Wu Lai was shocked. The rent in this area was not cheap. If he remembered correctly, the profit on Brother Mang's side was not very high. Every month, Brother Mang paid for all the employees, and deducted the rent and the necessary expenses. The money in his hands was only about ten thousand yuan. Half of it was still more than that?!
"Hey, do you want to stay in the hospital for ten days or half a month just like last time and lose more money?" Seeing that Brother Mang did not say anything, the man sneered and continued.
Hearing this, Brother Mang's hands paused again.
Obviously, this had a big impact on him.
"Are you afraid? If you are afraid, you will obediently pay later, understand?" Seeing Brother Mang's appearance, that person had a trace of a sneer on his face. "You are still pretending to be cool and putting on airs. I will settle you with one sentence."
The veins on Brother Mang's hand that was holding the barbecue skewer were exposed, but he did not want to lose even more income because of this!
Not far away, countless customers only glanced at them. Then they continued to eat their own food silently, as if they didn't see anything. If there was anything different, it was just that the atmosphere wasn't warm anymore. There were also some people who had been secretly watching from the side.
As if noticing the gazes of these people, the person who came to collect protection fees looked around with a sneer. He loudly said, "What is it? Is there someone who can't stand it and wants to be a hero? Let me tell you, if you don't pay the protection fee, his shop can't even be opened. Do you know? Do you know who owns this street? It belongs to us, Brother Loong! All those who don't pay, get the hell out of here! "
His voice was loud and clear on the street. Many shop owners looked at the BBQ restaurant with sad eyes. A big tree attracted wind.
At this moment, a figure quickly arrived in front of the person. He raised his hand and punched the person's nose, knocking him down.
"Not only do I not like it, I can also beat you to the hospital."