Especially Xiaohu's words, "Zhong Wen and I are considered friends, what's the point of bullying you?" Coming from the mouth of a young man like him who is not much different in age from Jiguan Tou and others, there is no sense of disobedience at all.

Even the cockscomb head and the few horses behind him nodded to show their understanding.

Unknowingly, Jianghu no longer values ​​qualifications as much as it used to, but instead values ​​efficiency more.

In the old woman's view, she could no longer escape this disaster today, when Xiaohu appeared and sent the other party away with a few words, possibly solving the problem permanently.

Although all this seemed a bit unreal, the old woman responded quickly and thanked Xiaohu profusely.

She picked up Yunyan from the ground and was about to give one to Xiaohu, but when she handed it to her hand again, she hesitated.

With a sudden thought, I took down the only remaining Hibiscus King from the shelf at the door.

"Brother, I don't know who my Ayu's friend is, but I really want to thank you for what happened today. Old lady, I don't have much good stuff here. How about you get some pears? Or this red one that just arrived.

Fuji apples?”

The old woman put the cigarette into Xiaohu's arms and started rummaging through her fruit stand.

"Auntie, wait a minute!" Xiaohu stopped the old woman who was about to bend down and said, "I came to you today for a business reason!"

The old woman also stopped what she was doing, looked at Xiaohu in confusion and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Snapped!"

Xiaohu placed the 20,000 yuan in his bag on a shelf and said solemnly, "I'm here to give money to Jin Yu today."

"Whoosh!"

The old woman's expression suddenly changed, and she waved her hands and said: "Young man, my Jin Yu has been here for seven years! It turns out that whatever happens has nothing to do with him!"

Xiao Hu blinked his eyes, and said nonsensically: "No! Auntie, you've misunderstood. I just came here to pay back the money for the boss, and nothing will happen!"

The old woman was doubtful and unwilling to accept the 20,000 yuan, but Xiaohu had no choice but to say again: "Auntie, if you don't accept this money today, I won't be able to pay the job when I go back! Please do a good job and save me two days."

Is it okay to curse?"

When Xiaohu said this, the old woman felt embarrassed. After all, if it hadn't been for Xiaohu, she wouldn't have known how much trouble she would have been in.

After thinking again and again, he replied: "Young man, just put the money here! Who is your boss?"

"Okay!" Xiaohu was very happy to see that his task was completed. He smiled at the old woman and said: "My boss is Guangnian Zhang Peng, a brother who slept in the same bed as Brother Yu. You tell him,

He keeps the knowledge!"

Compared with the little episode on Xiaohu's side, it was obviously much easier for Zeng Rui and Lao Zhao to go to Guard Zhang's house.

As soon as they knocked on the door, Guard Zhang's wife, who was dressed in home clothes, took the initiative to open the door and receive them. She invited them to sit on the comfortable leather sofa. On the coffee table in front of them were Hetianxia cigarettes and steaming cigarettes specially brewed for the two of them.

The hot air is known as Wuyishan Dahongpao, which is lively, sweet, clear and fragrant.

It is unimaginable that this is the home of a grassroots prison officer in the north of the city.

After Zhang Guan's wife said a few words about poor hospitality, Lao Zhao didn't mean to waste time at all. He immediately picked up the Jin Junmei gift box that he had prepared and handed it over.

Unlike Jin Yu's mother who refused in every possible way, Zhang's wife omitted even the pretense of pretending to be in love and refused, and just accepted the offer with a generous thank you.

After rambling a few words, Zeng Rui and Lao Zhao left.

Everyone knew that the gift box contained five stacks of federal currency.

After finishing the two things that Zhang Peng told him, Zeng Rui didn't give up.

He asked Lao Zhao to continue to find connections with the Chengbei Prison. If he really served his sentence honestly, Zeng Rui would not be afraid of anything but that the "second generation" of his opponents would only play some dirty tricks.

That night, a man wearing casual clothes and a peaked cap knocked on the door of Lao Jin's house.

"Gouzi, sit inside quickly!"

Lao Jin greeted him warmly as soon as he opened the door.

The man called Gouzi smiled and replied: "Cousin, how many years have passed, how can you still call me Gouzi Gouzi?"

It was Yang Rui, the cadre on duty at Chengbei Prison, who came.

Naturally, the two of them had a conversation. Although Yang Rui spoke relatively tactfully, Lao Jin understood the meaning clearly.

If you ask me to protect Zhang Peng, I can't guarantee it. I can only say that I will try my best. The relationship with the superiors is too strong, and the prison leadership interferes. It is very difficult for a small cadre like me.

After Lao Jin sent his cousin away, he immediately called Zeng Rui and explained the situation to him in detail.

At three o'clock in the morning, Zeng Rui was still lying on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. He picked up and put down the phone several times, but finally failed to make up his mind to call Luo Zhiqi.

"Ding!"

At this moment, Zeng Rui's cell phone screen lit up with the text message notification sound in the dark room.

"I'll come find you tomorrow morning."

After seeing Luo Zhiqi's text message, Zeng Rui got out of bed, lit a cigarette, and took a deep breath.

At 10:30 the next morning, Zeng Rui and Luo Zhiqi were sitting in a breakfast shop downstairs from the apartment.

On the table were two bowls of porridge, a few fried dough sticks, and two cages of steamed buns.

Zeng Rui stirred the gruel with a spoon and looked up and down at Mr. Luo in front of him.

Today, Mr. Luo is wearing a white polo shirt with a pair of loose trousers, and a pair of white shoes on his bare feet.

The whole person looks very casual, which is very different from the previous look of suits and ties.

Seeing Zeng Rui staring at him, Mr. Luo didn't mind and slowly chewed the fried dough sticks.

After he finished eating, he wiped his mouth with the tableware and said, "Zhang Peng's matter is a bit troublesome."

"Is it troublesome for you?" Zeng Rui raised his head and asked with a frown.

Luo Zhiqi nodded and replied truthfully: "Trouble. The Chengbei Prison is only under the jurisdiction of the leaders of the seven cities. The leaders in the north of the city have some say at most. It's okay for my father to handle this matter. If I come, I won't be able to do it.

"

Zeng Rui bit his spoon and sighed angrily: "What's wrong with this horse rider..."

The reason why Zeng Rui hesitated and did not take the initiative to call Luo Zhiqi was because he did not want to involve too much with Luo Zhiqi.

After all, he is now working with Lao Zhao and Lao Jin. To put it bluntly, he and Tengtai are competing for food from the same plate.

When I have a problem, I have to ask Tengtai's young master's family to help me. It's not nice to talk about it.

Besides, even if Zeng Rui was embarrassed and asked Lao Luo for help, Lao Luo knows who you are, Zeng Rui?

"But... I can't help but find someone, so I can still talk about it." Luo Zhiqi picked up the tea cup and took a sip.

"No! Let me tell you, Mr. Luo, don't speak out loud! My brother Peng is still in prison, fighting one against a hundred. Can you please stop all these ups and downs and come out?"

Hearing that Luo Zhiqi's tone clearly still had a glimmer of hope, Zeng Rui couldn't help but insult Luo Zhiqi.

Luo Zhiqi scratched the bridge of his nose and replied with some embarrassment: "You can think of a way, if we can't get in touch with the leader, we can't get in touch with the leader's son?"

"We want to talk to the leader, but we have to serve his son first? If he is like those little brats in the south of the city, wouldn't I have failed to serve him well and crush him in the basket later?

?”

Zeng Rui immediately rolled his eyes, obviously not agreeing with the method proposed by Luo Zhiqi.

"That's not the case! The leader's son we are looking for has a slightly weird personality, but he will never bore you. It's hard for me and him to pee in the same pot, but you have a good chance."
Chapter completed!