Chu Heng was caught off guard when his identity was suddenly revealed. However, after thinking about it, he quickly calmed down. Not only did he not run away, but he also looked at the strange old man squatting in front of him with interest.
So what if you recognize it?
The grain in his hand was neither stolen nor robbed. Even if the old man went to the grain store to report it, what would be found?
Unless he was caught on the spot and caught, no one would be able to find anything on him!
Moreover, since this old man would come and reveal his identity to his face, it means that he has no intention of reporting him, so it would be better to test this guy's quality first before making any plans.
If it really doesn't work, he will have no choice but to take risks...
The old man looked to be in his fifties, with a ruddy complexion and a hint of nobility. His gray hair was meticulously combed, and he was wearing a light blue semi-old jacket without a patch. What caught his eye was the big thumb ring on the old man's left thumb.
, green and sparkling, full of vitality, it looks like something other than an ordinary thing at first glance.
For those who still wear finger ring these days, their identity is obvious.
The old and the young are left behind!
"Man, I don't understand what you are talking about."
Chu Heng quietly put his palm into his sleeve, and soon poked it out again. A black muzzle pointed murderously at the old man's chest: "There are no people from the Sanliang Store in this area. There are only sellers and buyers. If you want to sell goods, just
Take the money, and if you don’t buy it, you’ll get lost.”
The old man didn't expect that there was a tough guy on the other side. The smile on his face suddenly froze, and sweat started to fall on his forehead. He originally wanted to use this leverage to lower the price, but when he saw this situation, he quickly stopped thinking and quickly raised his hand: "Hurry up.
Take it, I'm here to discuss business with you today, I have no other intention."
"When it comes to business, let's talk about business. Don't talk too much, be careful not to risk your life." Chu Heng put away his gun and looked at the old man indifferently with his cold eyes, like a killer who was incapable of emotion.
At this time, you have to pretend to be ruthless so as not to scare this guy. Otherwise, he might cause something bad in the future.
"I was rude, so I apologize to you." The old man cupped his hand again, smiled apologetically and moved closer to him, saying: "Sir, I have been paying attention to you for several days, and I know that you have food in your hands. I am here today.
I came here just to buy more, but I don’t know if you can eat it.”
"How much do you want?" He asked the old man in a deep voice.
"Can you get one thousand catties of white flour and five hundred catties of rice?" the old man asked.
Chu Heng didn't expect that the old man would ask for so much. He raised his head in surprise: "Seven hundred and two, deliver the goods upon seeing the money."
The old man didn't hesitate at all and nodded without changing his expression: "Okay, where shall we deliver the goods?"
The foundation of this group of old people and young people is quite deep!
He looked at the old man again. He thought about it and decided to accept the deal, and said, "We will meet here at midnight today."
"Okay, you're busy, I'll see you later." The old man smiled and cupped his hands, stood up and walked out of the market.
Chu Heng kept watching him, and as soon as the old man left the market, he hurriedly closed the stall and followed him.
He didn't want to do anything to the old man, he just wanted to find out what was going on, and give the old man a warning to save him from talking nonsense.
The old man walked very slowly, like a streetwalker. He could chat with anyone he met and chatted for a long time before he got home.
Chu Heng fell far behind him, walking and stopping all the way, and it was almost noon before he followed the old man's house.
There is a small courtyard with a single door, two vermilion doors tightly closed, and a door knocker with green patina on each side. You can vaguely hear crickets chirping inside.
Chu Heng couldn't help but admire these old and young people who carried caged birds.
Being able to feed crickets in the middle of winter is no small feat.
He didn't stay long, took out a bullet, threw it into the courtyard, and quickly left the alley.
After a while, the old man pushed open the courtyard door with a dark face, but he didn't see even a ghost.
He looked down at the yellow-orange bullet in his hand, wishing he could give himself a big mouthful.
Why is this mouth so weak? Why expose someone's background?
It's better this time, the old man's home has been invaded. If anything happens to that man, he will be the first to be shot!
Not only did she not take advantage of her, but she also caused a lot of trouble!
"Hey." The old man felt regretful in his heart, and a wave of sadness rushed up, making his teeth ache.
After Chu Heng left his place, he did not go to the original pigeon market. Instead, he ran around outside Dongzhimen and then started setting up a stall.
While selling goods, he has been reflecting on himself, wondering what mistake he made, and he was actually recognized!
But after thinking for a long time, he couldn't think of a reason.
Chu Heng stared blankly at the rice, flour, grains and oils placed in front of him, and an idea suddenly came to his mind.
That is to find an agent!
This not only eliminates the need for publicity, but also speeds up shipments, and can also greatly reduce the risk of exposure.
It’s easier to guard against one person than against a group of people, right?
From now on, he will only trade with agents. As long as he hides himself well and does not let the agent discover his identity, who can catch him?
But this person is not easy to choose.
No one in his social circle has the courage to come to the pigeon market to do business.
Chu Heng began to worry again. He couldn't catch her on the street, right?
"Hey, buddy, I didn't expect to see you here!"
At this moment, a man who wrapped himself tightly suddenly squatted in front of him and handed him a cigarette.
Chu Heng, who was already shadowed, thought he had been recognized again, and his heart trembled. He nervously raised his head and looked at the person. When he saw that it was Ergou, a ticket dealer he had met at the Deshengmen Pigeon Market, he let out a long sigh of relief.
"Who do I think you are?" He reached out to take the cigarette and asked with a smile: "Why are you here and why are you not going to Deshengmen?"
"The investigation in that area has been strict these days, so I came here to hide." Ergou Thief smiled, took out some tickets from his body, and handed them over like a treasure: "Look, this is what I have saved these days.
Good stuff, do you want anything?"
It's not easy to meet a big customer whom I haven't seen for a long time. He has to sell something no matter what.
"Let me see."
Chu Heng took it with a smile, turned it over, kept the drink tickets, side food tickets, and meat tickets, and handed the others back: "Calculate how much."
Seeing that he was still generous, Ergou Cola was broken, so he quickly took back the other tickets and put them away. He also took the tickets that Chu Heng asked for and counted them. He said with a smile: "It's a total of fifteen yuan and three cents. You can give me fifteen yuan."
Just three yuan.”
When Chu Heng took out the money and handed it to him, his heart suddenly moved.
He glanced at Ergou a few times, and the smile on his face grew stronger.
Isn’t this a ready-made agent?
He is smart, thick-skinned, and courageous, and he seems to have a lot of money at his disposal.
Check it out, and if it works, give him a fortune!
Ergou, who still didn't know that he was being targeted by the financial owner, happily put away the money, stood up and said, "Brother, you are busy, I will go look elsewhere."
After saying that, he ran to other places and continued to find people to sell the tickets in his hand.
Old God Chu Heng squatted there without moving, but his eyes were always watching the movements of the two dogs.
He planned to get to know Ergou's family situation first, and then decide whether to develop him into an agent.
If this kid is just an errand boy with no worries, then he wouldn't dare to use it.
It's best to have family ties, so it's easier to control.
Time flies by.
At almost two o'clock, Ergou, who was somewhat hungry, finally left Pigeon Market.
