Quick Travel System: Age Strategy

"Boss, I see that you really don't want to talk to me about this, so we have nothing to talk about." Cheng Cheng stood up and handed the lunch box in his hand to the guard, "I'll leave this meal for you to have an extra meal."

When Kanshou heard this, he hurriedly thanked her.

You have to know that he gave himself a lot of money, and the food he bought for others was all of the best quality, and he didn't dare to cheat at all.

It’s good enough that I can give him free food now.

Not only did he get a free meal, he also got a bag of money, and the bribe from the opera troupe owner was also in his hands. This deal was worth it!

"Miaoyu!!! I told you everything you said, why are you going back on your word?! It's fine if you don't give me food, but just let me out! Please help me!!"

The class leader held the railing hysterically and roared at the two men's backs. He could only say two words and then he could no longer shout. When he smelled the food that the guards had already eaten, his stomach started to growl.

He used to eat this dish often. It was not a rare food, but now it smelled so good that it made him drool.

In order to fill his empty stomach, the class owner knelt on the ground, licked his face and said to the guard: "Sir, sir, please give me a bite to eat. I haven't eaten for three days."

"Don't say that. Didn't I bring you food every day? It was you who wanted to dislike it, not me who was irresponsible as a guard."

"The food delivered to me is all rotten. How can I eat it?"

"You're still not hungry. If you were hungry, you would eat naturally. It's good enough for you to be alive at this point. What else do you want to ask for? You are in prison, not outside."

"Yes, yes, I know I'm in jail. Can I beg you to give me a bite to eat? I promise that after I eat this meal, I will eat anything you give me next time, and I will never refuse it again."

"You still want to eat these dishes? This is given to me as a reward. Why should I give it to you? Do you think that I am on the same level as you?!"

"No, no, that's not what I meant. I just think that the food I gave you before should be enough for me to eat this meal, right? I don't have any other requests. I just want to have a good meal this time."

"Huh?! If you want to eat my food, you don't have to make excuses about what you gave me last time. Let me tell you this, I have done what you asked me to do, and the deal between us is done."

"Do you think that I haven't done my job well? If you think the effect is not good, can you bleed again and give me some more money? I can consider helping you again."

"You! You're still asking me to pay? I've already paid once. I'm not a cornucopia, how can I keep producing money?!"

"That can't be helped. If you want to live under my control, you have to pay first if you want to live a good life. Since you have no ability to change the status quo, you can only eat your rotten rice honestly. In this prison, no matter how strong-willed you are, you have to face reality."

"You! If I had known the result would be like this, I shouldn't have paid you so much money!!"

"That was your own choice. To be honest, if you didn't pay, who else could you expect to help you? If you had someone on your side, you wouldn't have fallen to the point of needing my help. If you had known that this day would come, why would you have done such a sin in the first place?"

The guard was eating with relish while saying this, and the class leader, after hearing what he said, truly saw the reality.

Realizing that he really couldn't afford to offend the guard in front of him, he began to change his demeanor.

"My lord! My lord, I said something wrong. I don't want the money anymore. My lord, I can sing opera! I can sing any style. What do you want to hear? I will sing it directly to you, okay? I only ask you to give me a plate of food!"

"let's start."

The troupe leader, who was wearing prison clothes in the prison, rubbed his aching stomach twice, then leaned against the railing and began the performance.

Show off your specialties.

Seeing that he sang really well, the guard picked out some food that he didn't like and served it to him.

"You sang well, I'll give it to you!"

Some of the food on the plate had been kicked over and was lying on the ground covered with dust. The class owner looked at what was happening and glared back at the guard.

The guard raised his head and laughed, "Hahahaha, pick it up and eat it!? Don't you love to eat these delicious meals? Why don't you eat it when I give it to you?"

"You've fallen on the ground, how can people eat you?!"

"You're still blaming me for this? I gave you food out of kindness, so it's my fault?! You can eat it or not, but I think people like you should starve for a few days."

After the guard left, the class owner looked at the food on the ground and laughed sinisterly twice. Then he picked up the food on the ground with his bare hands, blew on it twice, and put it into his mouth to chew.

When has he ever had such a moment? Not only could he not get any food, he even relied on his performing skills to get a portion of other people's leftovers.

When had anyone ever treated him like this? Throwing the food on the ground, like sending away a stray dog, was an insult that he remembered deeply.

As long as he could get out, he would make everyone who had done this to him today pay the price.

One day he will trample them all under his feet and let them see what it feels like to pick up other people's leftovers.

……

A few days later, the boss relied on his old business and got some of his former customers to sign a joint letter to bail him out.

Seeing this development, the officials had no choice but to comply with the demands of these people and postpone the execution of the class owner.

But writing a petition could not save the boss, as his evidence was actually witnessed by many people, and even if he wanted to change it, it would easily arouse the anger of the people.

Both sides are exerting pressure. People outside ask about the progress of this matter every day, and the bosses who wrote the petition here must also be caught. They are all local people with some spare money.

It would be a disaster for the officials if they migrated in this chaotic time.

If you want advanced weapons, you need a flock of sheep to be slaughtered for you to fleece. Once the flock is scattered, it will be even more difficult for you to protect yourself.

Based on this, both sides need an explanation, so the only way is to delay it.

Of course, in order to prevent people from coming to the scene to make trouble, officials also posted the evidence of the petition and the notice of postponement of the execution on the public notice board at the street corner.

In this way, the officials had their own opinions and the people had no way to make trouble, so they turned around and made trouble in front of the bosses who wrote the letters.

The boss couldn't do business after all the fuss, and the old and young in the family were all blaming them. Why would they sign a petition to save a singer? What's even stranger is that the person was a man.

It's laughable that the opera house could do such a thing, and the bosses still have to save a person who is as similar to the madam of Yihongyuan. It's hard not to wonder if she has an affair with someone in prison.

Because of this incident, the bosses’ families were in turmoil, but things had come to this point and they could only continue to make a fuss as it would not change the facts that were written in the book.