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Chapter 17 If you can’t get it, destroy it

 On the first day of the Lunar New Year, in the old town of Yong City, there is an old rental downstairs.

Shortly after the delivery boy left, several luxury cars drove in from the outside world.

After seeing these cars, the man squatting here quickly got up from his seat and stood respectfully by the roadside waiting.

I saw the luxury business car in the middle suddenly stopped when it passed an old van. Then more than ten people got out of several vehicles, led by a strong-looking man with a square face and strong features.<

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After seeing this person, the man responsible for tracking him immediately stepped forward and shouted respectfully: "Brother Yan."

The middle-aged man responded and asked, "Isn't anyone down yet?"

"No, I haven't seen that kid since I found this car two hours ago. I guess he lives nearby." The man replied.

The strong man nodded when he heard this, and then said to the group of people behind him without looking back: "Find him for me."

"Yes." Everyone responded, then dispersed and conducted a carpet-like search of the surrounding rental buildings.

About half an hour later, more than ten people were seen walking out of the building, but they all found nothing.

One of them approached the middle-aged man and whispered: "Brother Yan, the surrounding buildings are almost empty, and no target person has been found. However, there is still a little bit of warmth on the bed in one of the rooms. He must have left not long ago.

."

As soon as these words came out, the man responsible for the surveillance turned pale instantly, and his whole body was covered in cold sweat.

The middle-aged man walked up to him with a sullen face and said in a cold voice: "That's how you keep tabs on me. Didn't you notice when someone ran away right under your nose?"

"I...I..." The man heard the sound and took a few steps back in panic. His brain was running wildly, thinking about the details he had missed.

The next second, he seemed to remember what he had seen, and said quickly: "I remembered, a food deliveryman came in before, and then a man went out, but the man was different from the one in the photo.

..."

After the strong man heard these words, he immediately made some guesses, so he sighed softly and said: "Looking at that kid, he is more cunning than I thought! No wonder the viper and the night poison fell into his hands.

Up."

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he turned around and returned to the car. Before the car door closed, he said coldly to the person responsible for watching: "Twenty sticks, go back and collect the punishment yourself."

After saying that, he ordered the driver to drive away.

But after hearing this sentence, the man let out a sigh of relief as if he had been granted amnesty, and then shouted to the motorcade in the distance: "Brother Xie Yan!"

......

At the same time, on Yongjiang Street, the busiest street in Yong City, a pale young man was dragging a suitcase and walking slowly towards a beautifully decorated jade shop.

Looking from a distance, I can see the three large gilded signboards of 'Changliuzhai' standing out among the many stores. The handwriting is full and powerful, and it is obvious that it was written by a famous artist.

After a while, Chu Yi stood at the door of the shop, looking at the bustling scene inside, and he was filled with emotions for a while. This 'black heart' is always black, but his business skills are really good. He can be here here

The fact that Yongjiang Street, where every inch of land is precious, supports such a big stall shows that he is very capable. Otherwise, how can he be called the boss...

After stopping at the door for a moment, Chu Yi generously dragged his suitcase into the store and came to the cashier. He said to the beautiful cashier in an arrogant manner: "Call me your boss!"

After that, he walked to the tea room minding his own business.

The cashier girl was used to this, so she decisively dialed a number on her landline phone.

At this time, the female colleague on the side came to her side and whispered playfully: "Hey, Zhuang Yan, that handsome boy is here again. Why don't you go and show your courtesy so that you can hug this beautiful man back?"

But the girl named Zhuang Yan just replied expressionlessly: "What's the use of being handsome? He's just a poor boy with no money. He doesn't even have a house. I don't want to suffer along with him."

After hearing this, the female colleague was slightly surprised and said: "When did you become so realistic? Didn't you like him before?"

Zhuang Yan said calmly: "The real thing is not me, but this city... He is not my type now. If you like him, go after him. I promise not to compete with you."
The female colleague next to me heard this and quickly shook her head, "I don't like this type. I only like mature, stable and successful men."

While the two women were chatting, a middle-aged man's voice suddenly came from the landline on the table, "What's going on?"

Zhuang Yan replied: "Boss, Chu Yi is here."

......

At this time, Chu Yi was sitting on the sofa in the tea room with his legs crossed, playing with a teacup boredly.

I have to say that the decoration of this tea room is very elegant. The tables, chairs, tea tables, hanging ornaments and ornaments all reveal a subtle elegance and wealth. It is low-key yet luxurious, calm yet grand... I heard from colleagues,

'Heixinchang' can earn seven figures a year from this tea room alone, and he is still in the top seven, which really makes him envious.

About half an hour later, the glass door of the tea room was suddenly opened, and a middle-aged man with a big belly slowly walked in from the door. When he saw Chu Yi playing with the teacup, his expression changed instantly, and he hurriedly

Step forward to grab it, and then carefully put the cup back to its original place.

After doing all this, he turned around and said coldly to Chu Yi: "Do you know how expensive this cup is? This is Master Liang's proud work. I relied on a lot of connections to get it."

If you get it, if it breaks..."

Faced with Hei Xinchang's chatter, Chu Yi turned a deaf ear and just took out a wad of newspapers from his bag and put it on the table.

Hei Xin often saw this, his expression froze, the corner of his mouth twitched a few times, and he yelled dissatisfied: "You bastard, you actually wrapped hundreds of thousands of jade items in newspapers? If something goes wrong, it's not to smash my sign.

?"

As he spoke, he quickly picked up the newspaper from the table and opened it carefully. After a while, a green and transparent Maitreya Buddha appeared in his eyes, delicately carved and intact.

Black Heart often looked at such a nearly perfect Jade Buddha, and secretly marveled in his heart. He didn't expect that this boy's carving skills had improved so much, and he was almost catching up with his alcoholic master!

Although he thought so in his heart, his face was picking up the bones in the egg. He pointed at the eyes of the Jade Buddha and said with a hint of sarcasm: "You talk so wildly, but the carving on your hands is not very good."

Well, even with your skills, it’s hard to feed yourself even if you want to eat this bowl of rice! I say you better just follow Uncle Chang and follow Uncle Chang. Don’t worry, you won’t be hungry if Uncle Chang has something to eat.

With you."

Chu Yi snorted coldly and said sarcastically: "I'm not hungry, but I'm just not hungry... Okay, stop talking nonsense, hurry up and sign a receipt for me, and then settle the bill.

From now on, we will fall apart and have nothing to do with each other."

When the middle-aged man heard this, he immediately said angrily: "Okay, okay, I didn't expect that I have raised a white-eyed wolf like you in the past few years. I will transfer the money to you now. From now on, we will never be sworn in."



When Chu Yi heard this, he just sneered, and immediately dragged his luggage and slammed the door out. There were only two families in this world who were kind to him, one was the Xu family who was kind to him, and the other was the master who was kind to him.

Apart from the grace of preaching, teaching and upbringing, he owes nothing to anyone.

As for the relationship between him and Hei Xinchang, it was only based on the master's entrustment before his death, but what he got in the end was only intensified oppression.

After Chu Yi left, the middle-aged man stared at the door for a long time, as if a money tree had escaped, which made him feel heartbroken.

After a long time, he took out his mobile phone, dialed a number, and said in a low and frustrated voice: "Hey, Lao Zhou, I saved a game tonight, so come over for a drink."

I heard the other end of the phone say very unexpectedly: "Oh, it turns out you can also treat guests. Could it be the Hongmen Banquet? What happened?"

When the middle-aged man heard this, he looked happy, but he sighed and said: "Oh, it's nothing. Speaking of which, the family is unfortunate. You know the old drunkard's little apprentice Chu Yi, right? His master entrusted him to him before he died.

He asked me to take care of him more, and I was kind-hearted. I accepted him without telling him, and also gave him some big orders in the store. But guess what, this kid is ungrateful and secretly takes on private work by himself.

If you don’t say anything, you still help others to pry off the customers in my store. Do you think this is justified?”

After hearing these words, the other end of the phone was silent for a few seconds, and then said angrily: "TMD, I didn't expect this kid to be a white-eyed wolf. If he really dares to do this, he will never be able to work in this industry in the future.

Got it!"

Afterwards, the middle-aged man chatted with him for a few more words and then hung up the phone. He walked out of the door, looked at someone's retreating back, and sneered: "Aren't you just tough? Now let me see how tough you are! I don't believe you can be so tough."

I can’t destroy you! When you kneel down and beg me, I can’t get it, and no one else can want it!”

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