"I, I only live in my house, no one else's. I still have more than 20,000 yuan in cash at home. Boss, I beg you, I will give you all the money. Please let me go!"
The cold sweat on Feizhu Lin's forehead was like a waterfall, his body was trembling, and he answered honestly, when this guy faced Hua Feisan yesterday.
Like an evil ghost, he was extremely cruel, and now when facing Du Weiguo, he was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, and he was extremely cowardly.
There are various signs that this guy is a smart person, and the characteristic of a smart person is that he can bend and stretch, and he can talk to others and tell ghosts.
Damn, this guy must not be kept, otherwise he will definitely be a trouble, Du Weiguo thought to himself!
"Stop talking nonsense, take me back to your home now!"
Du Weiguo's tone was cold. He pinned Fei Zhulin's .38 pistol to his waist, and then gently pressed the Tang knife against Hua Feisan's neck.
Du Weiguo's hand holding the knife was terrifyingly steady, just like his expression, without even the slightest fluctuation.
Damn it, mother! I really met the real God of Death today!
Feizhu Lin is also well-informed. He just glanced at Du Weiguo's eyes with his peripheral vision, and he started to cry crazily in his heart!
Fat Pig Lin's house is on the second floor of the apartment building. The overall space is not too big, less than 60 square meters in total, and it has a layout of 2 bedrooms and 2 living rooms.
In other words, a house of this size and location in this area will be considered a 600-square-foot mansion in Xiangjiang thirty years later, worth at least tens of millions.
Feizhu Lin's house was as messy as a pig's nest, and the smell was very turbid. It was obvious that there were some things used by women.
But it didn't look like someone was living with him at home. After entering, Du Weiguo quickly checked the situation.
After confirming that it was safe, he took out a filter cigarette from the space, lit it with a lighter, and glanced at Fatty Pig Forest.
This guy doesn't know whether he is in pain or scared now. His head and face are covered with sweat, and his whole body looks like he was fished out of the water just now.
Coupled with his fat figure, he looks like a corpse.
Du Weiguo's line of sight was like a precision radar, scanning around the room. When it slowly extended to the phone on the table, he suddenly raised the corner of his mouth, sneered, and exhaled a long breath of smoke:
"Oh, go ahead and find out all the money you have hidden at home, fat man. I advise you not to do any unnecessary tricks. I don't want to make you bloody! It's so unlucky!"
"Okay, okay, I don't know, I don't know, I will never mess around!"
Upon hearing this, Fatty Zhu Lin hurriedly promised, and then he stood up, dragged his injured leg, and moved to the kitchen, bedroom, and even the balcony with great difficulty.
He took out wads of banknotes one after another from some nooks and crannies. Soon, more than 20,000 Hong Kong dollars of various denominations were placed in front of Du Weiguo.
Fatty Pig Lin was extremely well-behaved throughout the whole process, and indeed there was not even the slightest little move. As I said before, even evil ghosts are afraid of being tortured by evil people!
Good guy, looking at the pile of colorful banknotes, Du Weiguo couldn't help but secretly smacked his tongue inwardly. This fat pig in front of him is at best just a marine police officer. How can he be so rich?
But when I think about it, I feel relieved. In this era, the most arrogant and respectable ordinary people in Hong Kong are probably these sirs!
When Du Weiguo was preparing in Yangcheng, Hua Feisan had already given him some advice on the current prices and income in Xiangjiang.
An ordinary residence here, such as the one Fei Zhulin currently lives in, probably costs no more than 20,000 yuan.
The monthly salary of ordinary company employees can reach about 200 yuan, while those engaged in manual labor generally earn about 100 yuan, or about 3 yuan a day.
So more than 20,000 Hong Kong dollars is definitely a lot of money. You must know that Du Weiguo's entire trip to Hong Kong Island only cost 5,000 yuan.
Moreover, the money on the table is definitely not Fei Zhulin's entire net worth, but Du Weiguo has no interest in continuing to dig.
He didn't come to Xiangjiang this time to make money. He had extremely important things to do. His top priority right now was to fish out Hua Feisan as soon as possible.
Otherwise, his eyesight would be completely dark, and he could not understand the language. He would definitely have trouble walking in this strange city!
Du Weiguo put out his cigarette butt, picked up a stack of banknotes from the coffee table, gently fiddled with the thick banknotes, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.
He walked up to the shivering Fatty Pig Forest, who had a flattering smile on his face at this moment.
But the strong resentment and harshness in his eyes when he turned around just now was still caught by Du Weiguo.
With a smile on his face, Du Weiguo gently patted his fat face with the stack of banknotes, and the fat on his face undulated like waves.
Fatty Pig Lin laughed with him, "Hey, the guy who was so violent and violent last night seems to have turned into a harmless fat man!"
The banknotes were thrown back on the coffee table, and like magic, the Tang knife suddenly appeared in his hand again. Du Weiguo's tone at this moment was full of joking:
"Hey, Fatty, you're really good at making money! It's really good!"
Seeing this posture, Fatty Pig Lin was immediately frightened and trembled all over, panicking. He seemed to have been electrocuted suddenly, and his voice was already crying:
"Boss, take all the money. I swear I will never call the police. You are just asking for money. Please, spare my life!"
Du Weiguo grinned, glanced at him gently, and then patted Feizhu Lin's fat face again with the cold blade of the Tang knife.
"Haha, that's easy to say, fat man, I have a little thing to trouble you about~"
Two hours later, at around 10 a.m., we were at the entrance of a restaurant called Zhan Kee Tea Restaurant in Mong Kok, the most famous district on Hong Kong Island.
A tall, handsome man in a suit and leather shoes, wearing gold-rimmed glasses and carrying a leather briefcase in his hand, walked calmly down from the taxi, then opened the door and walked in.
"Good morning, boss, what would you like to eat?"
The clever little boy ran over quickly and greeted him very enthusiastically. This is how the world is. You should respect your clothes first and then your people!
This handsome guy looks like a movie star. He is wearing a dark blue high-end suit. At first glance, he looks like a fat sheep from Wan Chai.
"Can you speak English?"
This handsome guy in a suit spoke with a smooth London accent. The clever boy was instantly confused, and the boss with a very winking look hurriedly ran over from the bar.
"Sir, what can I do for you?"
He stumbled and asked in modified English. Du Weiguo almost burst out laughing, but he was also an old actor.
He patted the boss's shoulder gently and said with a smile:
"Well, I'm going to have a meal."
After finishing speaking, Du Weiguo took out a hundred-yuan bill directly from his pocket and handed it to the boss, smiling and saying:
"meat!delicious!Can you understand?"
The boss held the hundred-dollar bill tightly with his hands, smiled so hard that he couldn't even see his eyebrows, and nodded quickly:
"Yes!Yes!meat!delicious!"
Du Weiguo smiled, nodded with satisfaction, and then found a seat where he could see the door and sat down.
The young boy looked at the boss with admiring eyes:
"Boss, you are so sharp! You can actually speak bird language. Boss, what did you say to this fake foreign devil? He just gave you 100 yuan!"
The boss stuffed the banknotes into his pocket with satisfaction, and then looked extremely arrogant with his nostrils turned upward:
"Bo Zai, this is called English, do you understand? If you want to live in Hong Kong in the future, this is a necessary survival skill! If you could speak English just now, you would be able to make money!"
The young man nodded repeatedly: "Boss, what did this fake foreigner order? I just gave him 100 yuan!"
The boss smiled slyly: "I want to eat meat, delicious meat!"
As soon as he heard this, the boy's mouth opened so wide that he could almost put his hand in:
"Meat costing 100 yuan is so expensive! A delicious roast goose only costs 2 yuan. Is this guy the reincarnation of Zhu Bajie?"
Upon hearing this, the boss immediately sneered disdainfully:
"Ha! Bo Zai, you know nothing! All you have to do is eat well, and the extra money will be tips!
Okay, stop talking nonsense, hurry up and go to the kitchen and serve food to everyone! Bring all the delicious food from our house!"
The boy was stunned and ran to the kitchen in a hurry. When he passed by Du Weiguo, he bowed very politely, "Hey!"
It seems that this whimsical character design of Du Weiguo is very successful, a gentle scum, a fake foreign devil! It is much more successful than Hua Feisan's Ma Zaike, and it is more convenient for him to move around!
The morning tea at Hong Kong Island Tea Restaurant is basically ready-made, and soon the table in front of Du Weiguo was filled!
Almost all the morning tea in the store is served to Du Weiguo, but Du Weiguo, the grandson, is not picky!
He would never eat sweets such as mala cakes, black rice cakes, honeycomb cakes, custard buns, and red date cakes! The boy took them all back!
It’s not that there are no hard dishes, such as the extremely classic barbecued pork and roast goose, but these are usually not eaten for morning tea, but Du Weiguo has the ability to support it, so it is naturally not a problem.
Must be arranged!
Soon, a whole roast goose and a large plate of barbecued pork were placed on his dining table! The color was bright red, and the dining table was piled high, making it look overflowing!
This boss seems to have a conscience, but in fact he is a huge profiteer. These things may seem bluffing, but in fact, the total cost is less than 20 yuan!
But Du Weiguo didn't care about this. He had just made a windfall, which was only a hundred yuan. What a waste!
Du Weiguo was not polite either. He looked elegant, but he actually ate very quickly. The barbecued pork and roast goose were both delicious. The shrimp dumplings in this tea restaurant were so delicious that he ordered five servings!
While he was enjoying his meal, the door of the restaurant was pushed open. Hua Feisan, who was limping with a bruised nose and face, staggered in!