In the garrison brigade headquarters, the hot pot was steaming. Su Tianyu stood next to the table, wiped off the stolen goods on his trouser legs with a paper towel, and said with a broken expression: "We are doing this to make money, why bother taking out our brains?"
What? You can’t do it!”
Su Tianyu bent down and sat down, smiled and said to Tang Zhengde: "It's better to give out a bonus, 1.5 million to find the goods, and the results will be available in three days."
"No, no, we should be tougher and execute people when we catch them, otherwise Commander Zhao will not be able to forgive his hatred." Tang Zhengde waved his hand and replied.
Su Tianyu turned to look at Zhao Weihu, his eyes full of questioning.
Brother Huzi's anger disappeared as quickly as it came, and he immediately showed a smile that was uglier than crying: "Haha, let's give out bonuses, it's more humane. After all, refugees are not easy, they all do bad things because they have no choice.
"
When Tang Zhengde heard this, he immediately picked up his wine glass and said, "It's great! I'd like to thank Commander Zhao on behalf of the refugees!"
"Drink, drink!" Brother Hu Zi took the initiative to pick up the wine glass.
…
Two hours later.
Zhao Weihu and Su Tianyu took a helicopter and returned to the Chijun garrison.
"You're riding a horse," Zhao Weihu sat on a chair, picked up a water glass and cursed: "Tang Zhengde, this bastard, wants to extort money openly."
Su Tianyu scratched his head: "It's nothing to give him 1.5 million. In this business, there will always be some accidents, so let's just feed it to the dogs. The question is, does he want to blackmail him once, or does he want to blackmail this amount every time?
."
Zhao Weihu raised his head and glanced at Su Tianyu: "He is also a brigade commander. He makes such a big move just to extort 1.5 million? How petty."
"That will be difficult." Su Tianyu said with an unsightly expression: "If we have to give him 1.5 million every time, then what are we doing? The profit will be diluted by more than one-fifth.
.The most important thing is that there are so many brigade commanders in the Sinalo and Casaro areas. If he takes the money, will you give it to the others? If you give it to them all, then I will have to pay all the money in my pants if I take away the goods once.
Gone."
"Others may not dare." Zhao Weihu waved his hand: "This Minjun is equivalent to a collection of tribal armed forces. It was slowly established in the form of an alliance of warlords. Tang Zhengde was a member of the Miguel family in the Monan area.
He's a bitch, if he does this, there must be someone behind him."
"Then it's even more complicated!" Su Tianyu was a little angry: "We just made some money, and now someone is jealous."
"It's okay." Zhao Weihu took a sip of water and replied softly: "If you want to fight, you must have supplies. The border is currently blocked in District 1. The goods you gave us have been of great help to the officers and soldiers. If anyone wants to cut off this supply line,
The higher-ups definitely have to mess with him, so they don't dare to mess with him too much."
Su Tianyu nodded slowly.
"You don't have to worry." Zhao Weihu said domineeringly: "When the goods come in here, I will handle everything."
Su Tianyu bent down and sat down: "Originally, we planned to speed up the delivery. In the future, we will try to do it once a month, and the volume will increase, but if the other side does this... what about us?!"
"Follow the previous pace first, and when I finish processing, you can speed up." Zhao Weihu replied.
"Then this 1.5 million?"
"Give it to him. It's important to get the goods back first. Otherwise, it will be hard for you to pay more than 40 million yuan outside. Don't you have to pay Lao Sanjiang back?" Zhao Weihu paused and added in a pretentious manner: "
This 1.5 million is mine, I owe it first...!"
When Su Tianyu heard this, he immediately refused and said: "Brother, let's stop making trouble. Can you pay for this?!"
"Haha!" Zhao Weihu laughed: "It's just a return, I can't swallow it. If you look back like this..."
Su Tianyu listened to the other party's arrangement and immediately nodded in agreement: "Yes, do it harder!"
After the two discussed the goods, Su Tianyu was ready to leave first, because Tang Zhengde said that the results would be available in three days, so he couldn't waste time here.
But what Su Tianyu didn't expect was that Zhao Weihu actually persuaded him to stay with him for two days, saying that he wanted to take him around and experience the exotic customs.
Su Tianyu didn't understand what kind of medicine Huzi brother was selling in the gourd, but since the elder brother invited him, he must give some face. In this way, Gou Liuzi lived in the Chijun base with doubts.
…
District 1, Washington, the scene of the UFC Draft.
In the box, Jie Shan looked at the boxing ring, his body relaxed.
His name is Kang Dinghuang, he is thirty-five years old, with a thin build, dark skin, and ordinary facial features, especially a pair of small eyes, which lowers his appearance. In general, he is an ordinary man.
In the box, Zhang Zhengchen, the CEO of Huihong Group, Miao Zijiang, the president of Baolong Group, and several core executives of the two major groups were all present at the moment, sitting around the central sofa.
"The player on the red side today is pretty good, isn't he?" Kang Dinghuang asked with a smile.
"Yes, I came out of the amateur competition. In the first ten games, I lost ten of the ten fights. Later, I reduced my weight and entered the light heavyweight class. I won all fifteen games with KOs and no draws." Zhang Zhengchen is also very interested in mixed martial arts competitions.
"Is he Chinese?" Kang Dinghuang asked casually.
"Yes, his name is Wu Tianxiong, nicknamed Giant Bear." Miao Zijiang returned with his legs crossed.
Kang Dinghuang had a lazy posture, holding his chin with his left hand, and suddenly changed the topic and said: "Mr. Miao, Mr. Zhang, the promised funds must be implemented as soon as possible. They are very anxious over there."
"No problem." Miao Zijiang replied calmly.
"Haha, investment is not a problem, when will the rewards start?" Zhang Zhengchen asked in a half-serious, half-joking tone.
"As long as the situation there is alleviated, the rewards will not be simple. Mining, people's livelihood, medical care, arms sales, any project, it will be enough for everyone." Kang Dinghuang said lightly.
While the three of them were talking, the host on the ring suddenly took the microphone and shouted: "I invite you to win fifteen games, the God of War from the East! The red player, the giant bear, appears!!"
"Oh ho!"
"Tear your opponent to pieces, giant bear!"
"...!"
The general audience below the stage erupted into deafening cheers.
"We invite the blue player, the light heavyweight meat grinder, Pippen!"
There was thunderous applause around the ring. In the box on the second floor, Kang Dinghuang turned to look at Miao Zijiang: "Mr. Miao, where is our office in Longcheng...?"
"Haha, I'll take care of it," Miao Zijiang replied with a smile: "I'll donate a building to you."
"Be low-key."
While the two were communicating, the warm-up in the audience ended, the sound of the bell rang, and the first round began.
Pippen, the player on the blue side, acted as the challenger and took the lead in launching a probing attack, forcing the giant bear on the red side to the edge of the octagonal cage with powerful punches.
"He attacks very slowly...!" Kang Dinghuang was about to comment.
The giant bear that was stuck on the edge moved its head flexibly twice, leaned back, and suddenly exploded.
"Bang!"
There was a muffled sound, and the blue player who retreated to defend was interrupted by a punch that raised his arms to defend. He suffered a heavy blow to the head and fell instantly.
"Oh ho!"
"Play professionally!"
“Giant Bear, become a professional!
"...!"
The audience was excited and began to boo again.
Six seconds into the match, the giant bear KO'd his opponent, who had long hair and a thick beard. After waving, he was carried off the ring by the team.
A few minutes later, in the lounge.
Da Xiong smoothed back the hair on both sides of his face and asked the people at the Zhou Family Boxing Gym: "When can I fight professionally?"
"You have to wait a little longer. If you become a professional and gain exposure, you will definitely be recognized." The people from the Zhou family boxing gym said softly: "Don't worry, you will have time to show off."?