Liu Handong burst into laughter: "I can drive and fight, so what kind of company can I open?"
Wang Xing said: "You are in the earthmoving business. Get a few garbage trucks and find a bunch of 17- or 18-year-old melon-and-dumplings. Just based on your name, who dares not to buy your account? Your price should be fair."
If you are more righteous, you can make a fortune in less than a year. Buying a house or a car is just like fun, and you can clean up the money at the same time. How great."
Liu Handong continued: "Shave your head bald, get a big gold chain to hang around your neck, and drive a BMW, right?"
"That's right, that's the tune." Wang Xing patted his thigh.
Liu Handong shook his head, "I have been to the detention center not once or twice, but this time it was the longest. I lived there for half a year. The cells in the detention center have no windows. When you go in, you have four walls. When you go outside, you just have to look at the sky, and you have to use a barbed wire fence.
, just like the wolf in the zoo, after the first-instance verdict, I counted the seconds every day, it was really like years, and I never want to go to that damn place again."
Wang Xing said: "Let's talk about the earthwork business properly, why are you talking about this?"
Liu Handong said: "There are some good people who work in earthworks. If I go to grab food from someone's mouth, will they agree? I can scare people by relying on my reputation, but what should I do if someone hits me with a black brick behind my back? I accidentally do it again
What should we do if we kill a few of them?”
Wang Xing let out a long sigh: "It seems that you are really scared. Forget it, I am just joking. If I have a chance, I can help you introduce a serious job."
Tan Jiaxing interrupted: "What are you worried about? A man with all his hands and feet is still afraid of starving to death. There are plenty of opportunities. Come on, have a drink!"
After drinking, everyone left, and Liu Handong drove his motorcycle to the European Garden construction site.
It is April in the world, the season when grass grows and warblers fly. The European garden is still full of life, overgrown with weeds, and wild cats and dogs roaming in it. However, there is no one in the shed, and the pots and pans are covered with a layer of dust.
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Liu Handong's heart sank, and he hurried upstairs to the place where he hid the cash. It was an inconspicuous corner of the unfinished building. There was originally a layer of cement on the outside of the hole in the wall, but now the cement was smashed open, leaving the hole empty.
He suddenly panicked and divided the money he robbed from the gambling boat into three parts. He divided four million. He spent more than one million to frame Zhang Zongwei, which was shared equally between the three of them. There was still 3.7 million left, which he
The money he had earned through his hard work, which was also his start-up capital, was missing. Could it be that the police had discovered it? Impossible. If this was the case, there would be rumors. Could it be that Brother Qi took it away?
He once promised Brother Qi to help him get back on his feet, but that was just a verbal promise. The money was hidden and it was impossible for anyone else to find it except Brother Qi. When contacted, Brother Qi had disappeared. It was possible that the money had been stolen.
He took it.
Liu Handong and Qi Qingyu just met by chance. They admired his character and perseverance, but they didn't know much about his personal situation. He didn't know his home address or his place of residence. He had no place to look for anyone. Besides, he owed a huge debt.
People who took the money would definitely change their names and hide them in some nook and cranny. They could not find them even after digging three feet into the ground.
The 3.7 million yuan was gone, and Liu Handong suffered another major blow. The auto repair shop he invested in also ended in failure. He lost tens of thousands in rent alone, including the money his grandparents saved for frugality. It was a huge setback.
The feeling and depression made him unable to lift his head, and he even had no strength to climb up the high tower crane and roar.
Liu Handong sat at the European Garden construction site all night and returned to Tiezha Street early the next morning.
He Jian worked as a janitor in a factory run by his comrades and worked double shifts. He happened to be resting at home yesterday. When he saw Liu Handong come back, he took out a bulging brown paper bag and said, "Someone came to see you yesterday and left this behind.
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Liu Handong opened the brown paper bag and saw that there was a brand new 10,000 yuan banknote inside, and nothing else.
"Who sent it?" Liu Handong was puzzled.
"I didn't leave a name. It looked like I was in the entertainment industry." He Jian said.
Liu Handong understood that the KTV wanted to invite him to sit in. Fights were inevitable in entertainment venues. Not only did he need to be familiar with the police, but he also needed to have one or two famous figures in the world to suppress the situation. Although he
He has no one under his command, but he is famous enough and ruthless. Ten thousand yuan is not too much, but it is not too little either.
"Handong, do you plan to keep this money?" He Jian asked him.
"Uncle He, what do you think?" Liu Handong asked humbly. Uncle He's feat of killing two people in a row last time left him in awe, and he no longer dared to look down on his stepfather.
"You can take it, but you have to be measured in what you do. You can help others with things, but only in moderation. Don't get yourself involved." He Jian's words made Liu Handong breathe a sigh of relief. If the 3.7 million was still there, he would still look down on it.
This is only 10,000 yuan, but now I am so poor that I don’t want to let go of money.
"I understand, focus on deterrence and try not to get involved with others," Liu Handong said.
He Jian nodded: "Use people's money to help people eliminate disasters. You can do as many things as you want with how much money you have. You are already a grown man, so you just have to have an idea in your mind."
Liu Handong couldn't help but nodded: "Yes, yes." Suddenly he thought of something and asked: "Uncle He, how many people have you... killed? I mean during the war before."
He Jian waved his hand: "Don't make trouble. Your eyes are red. You haven't slept all night. Go and catch up on your sleep."
Suddenly the door opened and Shuiqin walked in with a newspaper and said, "Xiaodong, there is a recruitment advertisement here. Your school is recruiting drivers. Why don't you go and take a look?"
Liu Handong wondered, where did "your school" come from? Could it be that Jiangsu University was recruiting workers? After taking the newspaper, he found out that the Vocational and Technical College of Transportation was recruiting bus drivers. His mother thought she had worked there before, so she mentioned your school.
"Okay, I'll go take a look later." Liu Handong agreed casually.
However, Shuiqin took her son seriously and taught her son for half an hour, saying that your eldest son is almost thirty years old now. At least Xiaoma is willing to work with you. From now on, he will work honestly and never do it again.
You're causing trouble. Look at Mom's white hair. It's all the result of being worried about you.
Liu Handong was extremely ashamed and said that I would apply for the job now. He took his ID card, driver's license, and discharge certificate and rode his motorcycle to the Transportation Vocational and Technical College.
This school is Ma Ling's alma mater. It used to be a technical school affiliated to the Transportation Bureau, specializing in training bus drivers and maintenance personnel. Later, the education was industrialized and transformed into a vocational and technical college. Many courses were added, such as international trade, computer information, and logistics.
Management, business administration, finance and accounting are mainly for students who failed the high school entrance examination and college entrance examination. To put it bluntly, it is a pheasant university that mainly focuses on making money.
The school gate was full of black cars as always. Kan Wanlin and a few guys were squatting on the flower bed to smoke. When he saw Liu Handong coming over on a motorcycle, he stepped forward to chat: "Brother Dong, why are you here?"
"I have something to do, help me to watch the car." Liu Handong parked his motorcycle and walked towards the school gate. It was class time, the gate was closed, and the campus was empty. There were three uniformed security guards in the guard room, and an old man who sent and received newspapers and magazines.
Uncle, you are sitting and chatting.
Liu Handong explained his purpose, entered the school, and walked towards the office building. Suddenly he saw someone running towards the teaching building. He was holding a bright sharp knife in his hand and his body was covered with blood. He was running very fast, looking back as he ran.
Behind him were a dozen students, carrying sticks and benches, shouting and chasing after him.
When the security guard in the guard room heard the shouting, he hurriedly took out a rubber stick and shouted loudly to stop, but he was too slow to get closer.
The guy holding the knife showed a fierce look and pointed the knife at Liu Handong in a threatening manner as he ran.
Liu Handong looked back and realized that he had blocked the only way for people to escape. Behind this was the wall. There was a gap in the wall, and there was a big tree outside. Students must have gone out here to skip classes.
Although he had promised his mother not to cause trouble again, there should be no problem with this kind of bravery. Liu Handong, who was depressed and depressed by various setbacks, needed something exciting. Without hesitation, he stepped forward and jumped into the river.
Get up, a flying kick with a run-up.
The opponent was also over 1.8 meters tall, and he was as tall as a horse. This flying kick hit him in the chest, and he immediately fell to the ground. However, he quickly got up again, clutching his chest in great pain, and bent down to pick up the knife.
Liu Handong also jumped up like a carp, took off his shirt and wrapped it around his hands. He looked at the opponent. He was swaying and seemed to have lost all his fighting power. So he gave up the plan to knock him down with heavy punches and did a 360 degree.
With a roundhouse kick, his right foot accurately hit the opponent's head. The kid was kicked and flew sideways, with blood and teeth flying in his mouth.
At this time, all the windows of the school building were full of people. Seeing the murderer fall, thunderous applause and cheers rang out.
The students rushed over, beating the murderer with sticks and fists until he screamed.
Liu Handong shook the shirt off his hands, threw it over his shoulders, and walked away without looking back, hiding his merit and fame.
After being depressed for half a year, he finally released a little pressure. Liu Handong felt refreshed and walked into the office building. He had been here once before and went straight to Chen Yada's office in the Academic Affairs Office.
Chen Yada was standing on the phone at the window, and it sounded like she was talking to the police station. When she saw Liu Handong come in and motioned for him to sit down, he spoke for a few more words before hanging up the phone. He sighed and said: "Every day something happens, there is no peace."
Liu Handong said: "I thought I came by chance."
Chen Yada said, "I'm sorry, please sit down for a while. I have to deal with these troubled children." Then he hurried out.
Liu Handong was bored and stood at the window to watch the excitement. Not long after, an ambulance came. The students came out carrying a bloody man. It could be seen that he had been chopped rather than stabbed. It should be fine. He followed closely.
The police car also arrived and took away the murderer who had been beaten to death.
Chen Yada came back, handed over a cigarette and said: "Liu..."
"Liu Handong, I'm here to apply for a driver job." Seeing that Director Chen couldn't remember his name, Liu Handong simply reported his family name.
"Oh, I'm applying for a driver job." Chen Yada seemed a little absent-minded. Their friendship was limited. He was taken into the detention center for a drunk driver almost a year and a half ago and was taken care of by Liu Handong, so Liu Handong didn't expect him to be of much help. Seeing that he was a little embarrassed, he said: "
Why, have you found someone already?"
"We have received more than a dozen resumes. Please put them down. I will let you know if there is any news." Chen Yada said.
Liu Handong didn't prepare a resume at all. He borrowed a piece of manuscript paper and started writing it. Suddenly, the phone on the desk rang. Chen Yada answered it twice and said to Liu Handong: "The principal wants to see you."