Operation Red Book

Chapter 488: No matter the wind or rain, it is better than a leisurely stroll in the garden

"Big things become small, small things become nothing... Haha! People without spine just talk easily..."

Bofu glared at Ivy with his eyes curled and cursed viciously.

"What do you know? This world is a world where the strong prey on the weak. No one will give in to you, and no one will help you."

"It is said that chaos comes from order, cowardice comes from courage, and weakness comes from strength. In a chaotic world, one should remain calm and attack when the enemy is least prepared. How can one become a hero if one always tolerates others?"

"Today he's running away from his bills, tomorrow he's stealing, and the day after tomorrow he's bullying men and women and disturbing public order. If this continues, he'll be captured first and then massacred in the city!"

Bo Fu slapped the red board in his hand, making a loud "slap" sound. He frowned, his thin lips were tightly pursed, and his mouth was full of unpleasant "zhihuzheya" and "xingchatacuo".

This old-fashioned and sour appearance of a civil official is very different from the image of a warrior in Ivy's mind.

"As the chief manager, you are still young and inexperienced. You only know how to show off your power and dominance in the name of Commander Zhu."

"I admire your decisiveness in handling the foreigners' issue a few days ago, but now you have become such a profit-seeking, fawning and mean person. How can you be worthy of the title of the manager..."

"Enough, enough! Lao Deng... you kept talking a lot of nonsense. Fortunately, you met me instead of Sun Wukong, otherwise you would never see your own Queen of Hell again."

Ivy raised her voice and interrupted Bofu's chattering loudly.

"Let's not talk about the old antiques of the Eastern Han Dynasty anymore. Now is barely a new era. How about I teach you a quote from a great man of this time?"

Ivy coughed twice, shook her head and said:

"No matter the wind or rain, it is better than a leisurely stroll in the garden... Only when you keep your feet on the ground can you look up at the stars. You are out of touch with the people, and you are still telling me some sour truths?"

After saying that, Ivy's apple muscles on both sides were visibly lifted up, and her eyes that were flashing with sarcasm were squeezed into a thin line, forming a sharp contrast with the corner of her mouth that was tilted to one side.

"What do you think, woman?" Bo Fu said disdainfully.

The gong on the stage began to strike again, flowing forward like the sound of a spring, instantly increasing the tense atmosphere on the scene.

Ivy took a deep breath, straightened her chest, raised her chin, put one hand on her waist, raised her index finger with the other hand, and said loudly:

"First, we are now in a society ruled by law. No matter what you do, the law comes first, even British law."

"The Chinese Docks is a special area designated by London, which is fundamentally different from the concessions in Shanghai and Hong Kong."

"We have the right to manage and use this land, but we do not have jurisdiction, administrative power or judicial power. Do you understand what I mean?"

Ivy raised an eyebrow, her expression serious.

"The phenomenon of skipping payments is a social problem. We are merchants. If you take action here, it is a violent attack and falls into the category of lynching."

"So, the London police should be called to enforce the law to punish those who skipped the bill. It's not your turn, it's not my turn, and it's certainly not Mr. Zhu's turn. He is now a member of parliament, and countless eyes are watching him from the audience, waiting for an opportunity to pull him off the stage."

After saying that, Ivy deliberately waited for two seconds. Seeing no one responded, she raised her second finger.

"Second, based on the lady's explanation and the money bag in her pocket, it can be proved that she had no intention of running away without paying, let alone the behavior of running away without paying. In my opinion, Miss Christine's consumption was normal, and there was no problem of running away without paying."

"Third: If the phenomenon of people running away from their bills is rampant and you want to put an end to this kind of problem, then call the police and arrest all those people, regardless of gender or age. But what about now? What is the situation now? What's the point of arresting an unarmed British noble lady?"

"Killing a chicken to scare the monkeys? Haha... you are not killing a chicken to scare the monkeys, you are bullying the weak!"

Ivy's voice became louder and louder, as if she wished fire would burst out of her throat.

After that, she pointed at the group of strong men around Bo Fu one by one, with a boss-like posture:

"You guys have delayed customers' meals, invaded their private spaces, threatened their personal safety, and disrupted the order and rules..."

Ivy gradually lowered her brows and shouted angrily, "What's the difference between you and the bandits who kill and rob!"

"I'm sorry, Miss Ivy..."

"Sorry……"

"Feel sorry……"

"We won't do this again..."

Ivy was so aggressive that the strong men who pointed at her bowed their heads and apologized in low voices.

It is true that they are from Shisanfang and they should follow Bofu's instructions, but Shisanfang is not an independent hill; it belongs to the Chinese wharf and to Mr. Zhu who has done them a favor.

Ivy is the manager appointed by Mr. Zhu himself. Her hard work and dedication to the Chinese Wharf are evident to everyone here.

Since she is recognized by the commander and no one is against her, why should we stand on her side and gamble our own fate?

"Get out of here! Let the Human Resources Department train you before you get back to work. If something like this happens again next time, I'll deduct your performance!"

"Yes! Manager!"

The deep, low voice was like thunder, beating back and forth on Ivy's beating heart.

The next moment, the strong men all left the scene and disappeared around the corner of the second floor in a blink of an eye.

Christine, who had been imprisoned for a long time, finally untied the restraints on her body and hugged Ivy's waist tightly like a frightened raccoon.

"Ms. Ivy... wuwuwuwu Miss Ivy..."

The navy blue military cap was knocked to the ground, Christine's hair was messy, and her whole face was buried in Ivy's neck.

"Okay, okay...it's okay, it's okay...don't cry, don't cry..."

Finally solving this ridiculous problem, Ivy patted Christine's shaking back and moved her eyes from the navy blue military cap lying on the ground to the pair of silver pistols in Bofu's hands.