The news that Manager Shen needed to increase her staff ca from Ren Hui.
Ren Hui was also rely inford; the original source was Zhou Nuoman.
Of course, Zhou Nuoman was just a ssenger.
She couldn't even figure out Shen Han's identity, let alone direct her actions.
The true mastermind was Gu Junwan.
Shen Han would soon face retaliation from drug gangs. Precautions, both overt and covert, couldn't be overlooked.
After one night, Shen Han began selecting personnel.
The special team already had two undercover agents infiltrated in the nightclub, ready to openly follow Shen Han and cooperate with her actions when the ti was right.
The so-called selection was rely a formality.
At this mont, besides the two special operations soldiers, Shen Han had added one man and one woman to her team.
The woman was a newly arrived greeter with a strong presence.
Her cover identity was an ex-convict, which most people didn't dare to provoke.
The man was a salesman with an average face and a scar extending from his right ear to his chin.
His job was to move in and out of the entertainnt center selling cigarettes and running errands for guests.
Seeing Manager Shen choose these two people, the group of lackeys was very disappointed.
They wanted to follow Shen Han not only because being her follower seed impressive, but also because they could earn more money than now.
Many low-level nightclub lackeys didn't have fixed salaries.
Unwilling to work in sales and lacking the skills for technical positions like lighting or sound, they could only try to follow a mid-level leader.
Often, the tips a popular manager gave to lackeys in one night far exceeded what a salesman could earn selling cigarettes for two months.
It was precisely because of such viable shortcuts that many idle bottom-feeders flourished.
Shen Han naturally wouldn't encourage such attitudes.
She looked at the seven young thugs gazing at her expectantly and asked, "If I fund a business for you, would you be willing to do it?"
Hearing this, the seven lackeys' eyes imdiately lit up.
"Last night, didn't soone say they were great at cooking? How about this: you set up a large stall outside the entertainnt center, selling wonton, porridge, barbecue, and such."
"I'll talk to Brother Hui about not taking a cut from you, but you must maintain good hygiene. Food safety and the environnt can't be neglected for convenience."
After hearing Manager Shen's words, the group of lackeys was stunned for quite a while.
They had thought she would lead them to claim territory, perhaps open a mahjong parlor. They never imagined she'd have them set up a barbecue stall!
Shen Han knew it would be difficult to imdiately change their mindset of getting sothing for nothing.
So, she had no intention of forcing them.
"If you're not willing, then forget it," she said, about to leave with her four followers.
The group of lackeys hurriedly chased after her, scratching their heads.
"Boss, it's not that we're unwilling. We've just never done this before and feel unsure."
"Selling wonton on the street feels a bit shaful."
"Yeah, Boss. Can't you have us do sothing else? We'll definitely be mocked by people from nearby entertainnt centers if we set up a barbecue stall."
Amidst the chatter, Shen Han stopped walking.
Without a hint of joking, she said to the group of young n with an average age of about 20, "No one is born knowing how to do sothing. If you don't know, you can learn."
"Being self-reliant and earning money through your own abilities is nothing to be ashad of."
The lackeys fell silent.
After a mont, the one who had claid to be good at cooking spoke up, "My grandparents used to run a noodle stand. I helped out when I was little, so I have so experience."
Shen Han nodded and imdiately pulled a bank card from her pocket, handing it to him.
"There's over 20,000 in here, saved since I started working at the entertainnt center. The PIN is all 8s. Take it to buy materials."
She then turned her gaze to the others: "Who else wants to join him?"
"You don't need to repay this money. I only have one requirent: if you decide to do it, do it seriously. Don't squander others' trust."
In the end, the other six gradually agreed.
As soon as Shen Han left, they imdiately huddled together to discuss the details of purchasing stoves, tables, and chairs.
After selecting personnel and giving the lackeys so 'startup capital,' it was just 9 AM.
Shen Han was about to return to the tenent with her four followers to discuss their next moves when a woman's voice weakly called out from behind.
"Manager Shen, please wait!"
Shen Han turned to see it was Yan Ni who had called out, so she stopped.
There were many Oga service staff in the entertainnt centers of the 546th Street district.
The vast majority worked there to help repay family debts or because they owed substantial high-interest loans.
So gradually succumbed to the nightclub's atmosphere of sensual indulgence.
Others maintained their integrity, holding onto their principles even in this world of debauchery.
Yan Ni belonged to the second category.
The 9 o'clock sun was bright but not glaring.
Golden sunlight spilled over the Oga's long black dress, coating her in a thin layer of light.
The four tactical team mbers looked up at the delicate woman jogging towards them, their tense backs unconsciously relaxing slightly.
"What is it?" Shen Han asked the woman before her, who was catching her breath.
Yan Ni's expression was clearly anxious. She first glanced around, and seeing no one paying attention, lowered her voice: "Last night, two n from the Yongle Gang were asking about you everywhere."
"When they didn't see you co out, they booked a private room, drank a lot, and threatened to... to capture you for a blood sacrifice to Yan Bo."
The Yongle Gang she ntioned was the na of Yan Bo's drug trafficking gang.
Shen Han exchanged glances with the other four team mbers, then asked Yan Ni, "Do you know where they are now? And how many Yongle Gang mbers have co here? Did those two ntion anything about that in the private room?"
Yan Ni: "They're still passed out drunk in the private room. They won't wake up for a while."
"They didn't say exactly how many people ca, only ntioned that more were on their way from sowhere. Oh right! They also said they had guns!"
After hearing Yan Ni's words, Shen Han imdiately turned back towards the entertainnt center with her team.
As they walked, she said quietly to the Oga following her: "Just tell
the room number. Don't follow anymore, and don't ntion this to anyone else, to avoid being targeted."
But Yan Ni didn't stop, exclaiming anxiously: "They have guns. Don't go after them!"
Before Shen Han could speak, another female Alpha team mber said: "Should we wait for them to co after us instead? Miss Yan Ni, please tell us the room number."
"V802."
After giving the room number, Yan Ni didn't dare follow them anymore.
She returned nervously to the staff changing room, put on a thick coat, but still felt cold all over.
At the sa mont, Shen Han had already led her team into private room V802.
The room reeked of alcohol, with two n snoring alternately.
Shen Han first approached one of them, her detective glasses focusing on his face.
She took out her work phone and made a call: "Confirm this person's identity."
From the other end of the phone, a special team mber's voice quickly ca through: "His na is Luo Ge, a drug trafficker active on the Federation's borders. He's also Yan Bo's subordinate."
After confirming the identity of the other drug dealer in the room, Shen Han then said to her four team mbers: "Knock them out and take them away. Walk around a bit, then hand them over to our special team colleagues."
She added: "Put sacks over their heads. No need to show their faces. Those who need to know their identities will find a way to find out. Those who don't need to know can just treat it as a spectacle."
The two special operations soldiers moved most efficiently, each walking to one side and knocking out the two drug dealers with a chop to the neck.
After confiscating their weapons, one imdiately left the room to find sacks.
The other two undercover police officers, a step behind, helped bind the drug dealers' hands and feet with rope to prevent them from suddenly waking and attacking.
"Captain Shen, there's sothing I don't quite understand. Why not hand them directly to our special team colleagues instead of walking them around first?"
The team mber with the scar on his jaw asked the question.
Shen Han pointed upwards and said: "There's a fence-sitter upstairs. We need to minimize arrest operations within the entertainnt center. Otherwise, we might be intercepted."
"Moreover, this place is crowded. Fighting here could easily harm innocent people."
"These two probably ca to scout. If they're caught in a private room before even gathering information, the Yongle Gang's later arrivals will be wary of this place and choose to act against
outside."
After this explanation, the three team mbers in the room nodded repeatedly.
They secretly thought: No wonder the Empress assigned her guard captain to carry out this special mission. Captain Shen truly had her unique approach!
Her thinking was ticulous, and she didn't adhere rigidly to formalities when acting.
At this point, the person who went to find sacks had returned to the room.
They put the two bound drug dealers into the sacks and dragged them out the door.
Ren Hui received this news at noon.
He imdiately called Shen Han: "Manager Shen, isn't your approach inappropriate?"
"After all, those two were paying custors. If you act so blatantly, who will dare co to our place to play?"
Shen Han was eating instant noodles in her room. Hearing this, she politely replied: "Good afternoon, Brother Hui. This was Miss Nuoman's intention. Why don't you call and talk to her about it?"
Ren Hui hung up imdiately.
......
In the early evening, Yan Ni arrived at work early, already made up.
She had heard that morning that Manager Shen had the two drug dealers from the private room dragged away, and she had been worried about her all day.
Although there was a reason, the nightclub still had its rules.
Manager Shen's approach was too blunt and forceful, likely to give others a handle to target her.
As she was lost in thought, Yan Ni suddenly blinked and stopped in her tracks.
She saw that beside the main entrance of Jinxi Entertainnt City, a small wonton stand had been set up!
A group of thugs with yellow and red hair crowded around the small stall, each busy with their tasks.
So were arranging portable chairs and stools, others organizing condint boxes, and one had even hung up a triangular banner with colorful lights!
The banner fluttered in the wind, its glittering text hurting Yan Ni's eyes.
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