At the same time, Treasure Pavilion is on the second floor.
The moment the door closed, the smile on Shi Donglai's face disappeared as if someone had wiped it with his hand.
He stood in front of the window and watched the backs of Zhou Qi and Yang Zhenshan disappearing around the corner, motionless.
The teacup in his hand made a squeaking sound.
"Crack."
The tea cup was broken.
Tea dripped down his wrist and soaked his cuffs, but he didn't notice it.
The waiter heard the commotion and poked his head at the door, but was glared back by him.
The waiter shrank his neck and told the people who were coming to clean up to leave quickly.
Shi Donglai stood by the window for a long time.
That guy is definitely more than just Foundation Establishment, Third Layer.
He has enriched his own pockets over the years, and with his abundant resources, he has entered Foundation Establishment, Third Layer for five years.
I think I could hold on for a while against Foundation Establishment, Fourth Layer, but when facing Zhou Qi, it was just coercion.
The pressure that was rushing towards the waterfall was getting stronger little by little, as if he was testing his own strength.
He looked down at his hands, which were still shaking slightly.
He has been the boss of the Treasure Pavilion for more than ten years. From top to bottom, who doesn't give him a little favor?
Yao Ke people are polite when they see him.
Today was a good day. A young boy appeared out of nowhere and almost fell to his knees in front of his own assistant and Yao Family.
Shameful.
What a shame.
Shi Donglai took a deep breath and suppressed his anger.
He took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and slowly wiped the tea stains on his hands.
After wiping, he threw the handkerchief on the table and sat down.
The private room was so quiet that you could hear your own breathing.
He closed his eyes, leaned back in his chair, and began to think.
Two things.
First, the strength of Zhou Qi is definitely not that of Foundation Establishment, Third Layer.
The coercion was thick and long, and when it was pressed layer by layer, he felt like he was standing under a waterfall, unable to breathe.
After finally testing out his depth, he suddenly strengthened, as if he was no longer playing tricks on himself.
This kind of suppressing power is at least Foundation Establishment, Fourth Layer, or even higher. If you go head-on, you won't be able to win.
Second, according to the master's order, Yao Jingyi asked Yao Qing to take over Treasure Pavilion. This is a sure thing.
I delayed it for a month. I complained of illness, the account books were borrowed, the keys were not there, and I used every possible excuse.
It can be delayed for a while, but it cannot be delayed forever. The master will have to give an explanation sooner or later.
Moreover, Yao Ke only allowed himself to find excuses not to hand over, but did not support himself...
I have to bear all the blame.
Shi Donglai opened his eyes and looked at the carvings on the ceiling, his eyes uncertain.
Today Zhou Qi slapped Yao Ke in the face in public.
Yao Ke will not let this matter go.
He had to see first how Yao Ke would respond to this move.
If Yao Ke can suppress Zhou Qi, then everything will remain as before.
But if Yao Ke fails...
Yao Qing still lacks a certificate of nomination.
He stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the bustling crowd on the street, his face gradually returning to his usual smile.
No rush, just wait.
Shi Donglai withdrew his gaze, turned around and went downstairs.
In the lobby, the guys are busy cleaning up.
Yao Ke The team leader has left, and the cargo boxes have been moved into the warehouse.
Several waiters glanced at him secretly, then quickly lowered their heads.
Shi Donglai glanced at it and said calmly, "You are all busy with your own business."
The guys seemed to have received an amnesty and were busy with their own affairs.
Shi Donglai walked through the lobby, did not go upstairs, but went straight to the warehouse.
The iron door of the warehouse was locked again.
He took out the key, opened the three locks, and pushed the door open.
It was pitch dark inside, with only a small window high up letting in some twilight light.
Rows of shelves cast long shadows in the darkness, like silent guards.
Shi Donglai has no lights on.
He walked through the shelves in the dark and walked to the innermost corner of the warehouse.
He could find the location of the blue brick with his eyes closed.
He squatted down, put his fingers on the cracks of the bricks, and lifted them gently.
The blue brick was lifted, revealing a palm-sized groove underneath.
There is a flat wooden box placed in the groove. The box is completely black and has no patterns on the surface.
He did not open it, but reached out and touched the lid of the box.
The moment his fingertips touched the box surface, an unknown force slid his Divine Sense aside.
He nodded with satisfaction.
This thing was taken from a shipment three years ago.
A box made by Concealment Spirit Stone can isolate Divine Sense from detection, and even the monks of Foundation Establishment Late Stage may not be able to detect it.
The inventory of that batch of goods at that time said "ordinary spiritual wood boxes", but he was replaced by a civet cat and put into his own pocket.
This thing can't be found in the account books at all.
Shi Donglai Open the small box.
Inside the small box are an account book, some bottles and jars, and a few spiritual stones.
It's not a public account, nor is it an ordinary spiritual stone.
It is the private account accumulated by him during his fifteen years as the shopkeeper of the Treasure Pavilion.
10 pieces of High-Grade Spirit Stone, converted into Low-Grade Spirit Stone, is 100,000 pieces.
When spiritual stones reach this level, they are no longer currency.
It can even be used as a family heirloom and can also be used in large formations.
Even if Spiritual Qi is used up, it can be restored slowly over time.
There are some scattered pills in the bottle, but they are not ordinary things.
Some even Master Yao Family does not have permission to use.
For fifteen years, he has been doing his duty and being strict with himself.
By deducting a little every day, I accumulated the family fortune for fifteen years.
He looked at these and nodded with satisfaction, then closed the lid and locked it with a hidden buckle.
He put the box back into the groove, covered it with blue bricks, and stood up after making sure it fit tightly.
Before leaving, he scanned it again with Divine Sense. After confirming again that nothing could be found, he left with satisfaction.
The sound of footsteps echoed in the empty warehouse, and gradually faded away.
The iron door is closed and the three locks are locked one after another.
The warehouse returned to darkness.
The blue brick in the corner was quietly embedded in its place, exactly the same as the hundreds of green bricks around it, and there was no discernible difference.
Late at night.
Zhou Qi closed the window and put on dark clothes.
I didn't take Cold-Iron Saber either. It's useless against this little Karami.
He has figured out Shi Donglai's working hours.
Under the moonlight, a dark shadow flashed across the wall and landed in the alley without even stirring up a fallen leaf.
Treasure Pavilion On the busiest street in the east of the city, it was busy with traffic during the day, but now it was empty.
The shops on both sides of the street were closed, and their signboards swayed slightly in the night wind, making a creaking sound.
Zhou Qi squatted down in a dark alley opposite, leaning against the wall, motionless.
After waiting for about half an hour, Treasure Pavilion's door opened from the inside.
Shi Donglai came out last, followed by two guys.
He stood at the door, turned around and told the two waiters a few words about tomorrow's affairs, and then asked them to keep an eye on the door. He also told them to keep their eyes open and take turns sleeping at night.
The two waiters nodded and bowed in agreement.
Shi Donglai was alone, carrying a bag of snacks and walking towards the west of the city.
He also has two daughters at home, who are still young. Before arriving this morning, he told him to buy some Ding Family Pastries.
Yu Donglai has always responded to the needs of his two daughters.
Zhou Qi flashed out of the dark alley and fell far behind.
Shi Donglai's steps are neither fast nor slow, and his walking posture is exactly the same as in the day, with his back slightly bowed and his steps broken and fast.
After walking far away, my back began to straighten slowly.
Outside, he is the big shopkeeper of the Yao Family Treasure Pavilion, a well-known big shot.