[Flying to write a book, it will end after describing the thoughts that need to be expressed, the fate of the characters, personality changes and other main lines. Generally speaking, you will not consider writing millions or tens of millions of words, playing upgrading exercises, killing all directions, and sweeping away.
Criticize cows, ghosts and snake gods, and then be invincible and start fighting again... Haha, Feixiang doesn't want friends to read Fei Xiang's works like eating water-injected pork. (Of course, this is also Fei Xiang's weakness, because he can't write it, so he can't write it,)
If the word count is shortened, Feixiang will feel sorry for everyone. These words are not targeted, they are just an explanation of the creation of this book. Thank you friends for your support]
The little beggar spit into the middle-aged man's bowl, then opened his eyes and looked at the middle-aged man motionless.
The man was furious, but suddenly he calmed down, took out the money from his pocket, handed it to the boss, turned around and left.
Zhao Wen had already finished eating and followed the middle-aged man.
After walking for a while, when we arrived at a relatively remote street, two children suddenly ran out of the shadows and bumped into the man, knocking him to the ground. The man cursed, but the two children ran away.
It's gone.
Before the man could get up, two more half-year-old children came and pushed him. The man cursed on the ground, stood up, and ran after the children into the alley.
But after chasing him for a few steps, the man felt something was wrong and was about to run back when a dozen little beggars in tattered clothes ran out from nowhere and started punching and kicking him.
The man yelled a few times at first, but then became silent.
The dark night is like a charm, and the wind is as cold as a knife.
After a long time, the man shakily got up from the cold ground. His clothes were in tatters, and when he touched it, all his wallet, belt, and keys were missing. He stumbled out of the alley, and everyone passing by kept a distance.
Open him.
For a long time, the man leaned against a telegraph pole on the side of the road and shouted hoarsely: "Fuck me, is this Linhe a place where people can stay?"
After beating the middle-aged man, a dozen little beggars dispersed to a remote place, where a man was waiting for them. This man was the child who spit in the middle-aged man's rice bowl. He was slightly older.
These are the heads of these beggars.
After the dozen or so little beggars divided the things they had just kidnapped, these people dispersed in a hurry, leaving only the beggar standing there, looking at the dark night and not knowing what he was thinking.
Zhao Wen walked slowly from the shadow and stood in front of the little beggar. The little beggar looked at Zhao Wen calmly, grinned, and suddenly looked behind Zhao Wen and shouted: "Leizi!"
After the little beggar finished shouting and tried to run away, a dagger appeared in Zhao Wen's hand.
The dagger was like a dancing elf in his hand, flying left and right. It was like a black tornado.
The little beggar stopped moving, thinking that he would definitely not be able to outrun the dagger in this man's hand.
Zhao Wen stood quietly, and the little beggar took out a handful of money from his waist and was about to put it on the ground. Zhao Wen said, "I will leave after I ask you a few words. From now on, we will never see each other again.
Keep your money."
Zhao Wen took out a hundred yuan from his pocket and gently chopped it down with the knife in his hand. The blade easily cut the hundred yuan. When it was almost completely divided into two halves, Zhao Wen stopped.
Then start cutting from the top.
"Don't cut me off, uncle. If you have something to say, if you don't care about the money, why not give it to me."
Zhao Wen said: "Okay, let me ask you a few questions. If I ask you a question in vain, I will give you fifty for each question."
Seeing the little beggar nodding, Zhao Wen said, "What's the date today?"
The little beggar was stunned for a moment and said, "February twenty-seven."
"What is this place?"
"The family building in the east of the cotton spinning factory in Jiangbei District, Linhe."
Zhao Wen handed over the money in his hand, and the little beggar immediately reached out and took it, saying: "You are affectionate, and I am also righteous. I will definitely not lie to you, so just ask."
Zhao Wen said: "How many people did Xie Lidong kill?"
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Sheraton Entertainment City is a relatively famous high-end entertainment venue in Linhe. It integrates Thai sauna, bowling alley, Japanese and Korean restaurants, West Ode Bar, and top-floor swimming pool. Business is booming every day, and the cars parked in front of the door are all high-end. Come here
All the guests are either rich or noble.
At 11 o'clock in the evening, Zhao Wen walked into the sixth floor of the Sheraton entertainment venue. The colorful lights reflected his handsome face, making dozens of waitresses sitting on both sides of the entertainment venue's corridor look over.
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A woman who looked like the foreman came over and smiled before saying anything: "Master, are you looking for someone or have you made an appointment?"
Zhao Wen said coldly: "Find a quiet place first."
"The environment of our entertainment venue is very good, and everything is quiet."
The female foreman said and still took Zhao Wen inside.
The female foreman took Zhao Wen to a private room. Zhao Wen took a look and thought it was okay. He sat down and leaned on the sofa, placing his feet on the large coffee table. He looked at the female staff carefully.
The foreman could see his calf on his chest.
"What services are available?"
The female foreman knew from Zhao Wen's clothes and tone of voice that this must be a rich second generation. Seeing him looking at her lustfully and looking carefree, she couldn't serve him carelessly.
"I can sing and dance. I don't know what kind of service you need."
"What song do you want to sing? I'm not interested. How about dancing? Are you professional?"
"Both ballet and modern."
"I don't understand ballet. I want it to be modern and energetic. Also, I want two princesses who are pure. My brother is still young. Don't bring me a stepmother. I don't want to breastfeed."
Zhao Wen said, took out a stack of money from his pocket, put it on the coffee table, raised his chin and said, "It's for you."
The female foreman had seen a lot of big spenders at the Sheraton, but not many were as young, handsome and sophisticated as Zhao Wen. She was happy, but she tried her best to keep her face calm. She said thank you, sir, and bent down to take the money.
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Zhao Wen grabbed the female foreman and pulled her into his arms, laying her flat on his lap. One hand held her waist from behind, and the other hand held her towering breasts and rubbed them hard.
He moved his mouth closer and sniffed the female foreman's neck and cheeks with his nose, like a jackal looking for food.
The head waitress immediately blushed. She had seen many rude customers. But this was the first time she encountered someone like Zhao Wen. She said, "No, don't do this," and put her arms on her chest.
Zhao Wen's hand was covered in front of him.
Zhao Wen smiled and said: "It smells so good, sister, how about you accompany me tonight? I like you very much as soon as I see you, especially when you are wearing this suit. You are very attractive. If you don't believe me, check it out..."
As Zhao Wen spoke, his hand went down from the female foreman's chest and placed it between her legs for a while. The female foreman said "Ah!" and her whole body trembled, and she grabbed Zhao Wen tightly with both hands.
Zhao Wen kissed her on the neck.
The female foreman was in a trance and swayed quickly. She struggled to sit up from Zhao Wen and said, "It's really not possible. I, I still have to go to work. I'll find two suitable ones for you to ensure that the young master is satisfied."
The foreman ran out in a hurry. Zhao Wen looked at the coffee table and saw that the wad of money was gone.
After a while, two women who were dressed in relatively revealing clothes came into the private room. They didn't look very old, but their faces were painted in colorful colors. Their true faces couldn't be seen.
As soon as the two women came in, they waved "Hi" to Zhao Wen, and then crowded around Zhao Wen from left to right. They couldn't help but rub their towering breasts against Zhao Wen. Zhao Wen asked: "Are you from Linhe?"
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Both women said: "No, why, the young master likes the girl from Linhe?"
"Forget it, I want the girl from Linhe to accompany me tonight."
As soon as the two girls heard this, they said: "Hey, brother, in fact, those from other places are more free to play whatever they want, but how can they attack those at the doorstep?"
Zhao Wen pulled the two women's hands off his body and said, "I've been away for a few years. I came back during the Chinese New Year and just wanted to catch up with two local people to catch up on old times. I'm sorry, please replace me."
As soon as the two women heard this, they stood up and walked out. They didn't know what they were saying, and they didn't know where they were from based on their accents.
When the two of them were about to walk to the door, Zhao Wen said: "Come back, you guys come here once, I don't mean it, it seems like I don't know how to behave."
As Zhao Wen spoke, he took out a few coins from his pocket and looked sideways at the two women in front of the door. When the two women saw each other, they immediately ran back with a smile on their face and reached out to grab the money in Zhao Wen's hand.
Zhao Wen took back the money and said, "How about you pick two Linhe girls for me and I won't waste my time?"
When the two women heard this, one of them kissed Zhao Wen on the face and said, "Okay, thank you, brother."
Zhao Wen muttered: "Then why doesn't the dancer come?"
When the two women heard this, they said, "We'll call someone for you."
After a while, a woman wearing a large down jacket came in from the outside. This woman wore a mask, only revealing her red mouth and dark eyes. After she came in, she went to the stereo and played a faster-paced song and turned it off for a few seconds.
He turned on the light, and then slowly began to twist.
Zhao Wen lay there and watched for a while, thinking that this woman might have specially practiced dancing. Her movements were very coordinated and flexible, and she was also very powerful. She slowly untied them as she danced.
He took off his clothes, revealing his three-point underwear.
This girl has a really good figure.
While they were admiring it, the door was pushed open, and two more women came in, wearing the same heavy makeup, but looking at their movements and posture, they seemed a little awkward and coquettish.
The two came in, sat separately on both sides of Zhao Wen, and toasted Zhao Wen with wine glasses from the coffee table without saying much.
The dancing woman had already taken off her coat and was spreading her legs and arms in the room. Zhao Wen did not speak to the woman next to him, but just watched the woman dancing.
There is a time limit for dancing. When the hour comes, the dancers leave. At this time, Zhao Wen and the two women around him also drank a lot of wine.
Zhao Wen leaned back on the sofa and sighed.
A woman next to him asked Zhao Wen what was on his mind.
Zhao Wen said: "When I was in elementary school, I went to another place from Linhe. I haven't come back for so many years. This time I wanted to come back during the Chinese New Year to find some old friends, but I was busy in vain and couldn't find any of them."
"The local pronunciation has not changed and the hair on the temples has faded. Nothing is like before."
The two women looked at each other as soon as they heard this and said in Linhe's words: "So we are fellow villagers. I wonder where you lived before?"
Zhao Wen looked at the woman happily and said, "Ah, you are really from Linhe, that's great."
Zhao Wen pretended to meet an old acquaintance in a foreign land, drank two bottles of wine with the two women, and talked nonsense, saying: "Many of my friends are from the machinery factory. But I can't find them, and they all say they are."
I’m laid off. But the place where I used to live has also changed, and I can’t find anyone. Oh, it’s true.”
The woman on the left said: "Yes, the machinery factory has tens of thousands of people. It has not been very profitable in the past few years. The city government wants to sell the factory to foreign investors in Hong Kong. We are currently negotiating."
"How could the machinery factory end up like this? Wasn't it a good job?"
The woman on the right said: "Hmph. What's good? All the money has been embezzled by successive factory directors. Just think of this time. How much money did Zhang Chunlin make from the factory and moved everything in the factory to his private room?"
In the factory, he was still the director of the machinery factory, but his brother-in-law took his name and opened a private machinery factory. Who knows the middle way?"
"Then he has colluded with the city leaders, otherwise how could he have the courage?"
Zhao Wen said doubtfully: "But how come I heard that the factory director - his name is Zhang Chunlin, I guess - is quite enthusiastic about organizational reform. By cooperating with foreign capital, wouldn't it be possible to inject funds into the factory and bring it back to life?"
"Of course Zhang Chunlin wanted to be beautiful and succeeded in attracting foreign investment. He is the hero and the director of the factory. At least he has merit, right? If the reorganization cannot be done, the city must give him as the director an explanation, right? No matter whether the factory is dead or alive, Zhang Chunlin
The private factory is still there. He wants to be an official and make a fortune, so he has nothing to worry about."
"Then, will the workers in the machinery factory be happy with the situation you mentioned?"
"Tch! A few days ago, thousands of people in the factory were holding a sit-in at the city hall to demand an explanation, but it's still nothing. Arrest a few of the leaders, and then privately provide some benefits to those who made the big fuss. The rest
The people below even coax and deceive, and the time passes."
Zhao Wenxiao said: "The city leaders have to bear a lot of responsibility. Are they not afraid of investigation from above?"
"Check? How to check? Xie Lidong was originally a member of the Standing Committee of the Provincial Party Committee, and he also had a backing. He was promoted by the governor Deng Zaitian. When Deng Zaitian was the secretary of the Linhe Municipal Party Committee, Xie Lidong was a coordinator of the government office. Somehow he was
After being favored by Deng Zaitian, he first became the office director, and then went down below to Jiangbei District as district mayor and secretary. Now, when Deng Zaitian became the governor, wouldn't Xie Lidong take over from Deng Zaitian?"
"Deng Zaitian and Xie Lidong have been operating in Linhe for many years. The police, prosecutors, and law are all their people. Who can do anything to Xie Lidong? It was his son Xie Maoke. He saw a beautiful woman on the street last summer and directly abducted her into a car and took her away.
Miyun Villa has been ruined. If that woman wants to escape, why not just shoot her down?"
"The woman's family appealed and were beaten and sent to a detention center. Then they came out to make trouble again and were sent to a mental hospital. Who dares to sue Xie Lidong?"
"Which profitable business in Linhe does not have shares in the Xie family and their gang members?" The woman blinked her eyes as she spoke, and Zhao Wen understood that Sheraton Entertainment City also had Xie Lidong's background.
"If something happened to Xie Lidong, Deng Zaitian would definitely be done with it! These two people are just wearing the same pair of pants. Without Deng Zaitian, the machinery factory would not be where it is today, and we would not be miserable and come here to be princesses.
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Perhaps because of the alcohol, the two women talked a little volubly. When it came to the machine factory, they had a lot to talk about.
Zhao Wen asked briefly, but did not inquire in detail because there was no need.
Now Zhao Wen understood that Xiang Zhuang's sword dance was aimed at Pei Gong, while Wei Hongqi wanted to attack Xie Lidong, aiming at the provincial governor Deng Zaitian.
Zhao Wen gave each of the two women 1,000 yuan and said, "I didn't find my childhood friends when I came back this time. I'm very lucky to have met two beautiful sisters. It's a little bit of fun. I bought some clothes for the two sisters, haha."
Zhao Wen just spoke to the two women near the river very politely and did not touch him. However, he made the two of them think that Zhao Wen was a good person. After a while, he even asked Zhao Wen if there was any suitable job that they could do in other places.
Zhao Wen said that he could help inquire, so he got the phone numbers of the two people, and the three of them hugged and said goodbye.
Zhao Wen left the Sheraton Hotel without stopping. He hailed a taxi and drove to southern Gansu overnight.
For some things, if you use the right method and find the right person, you can actually get the results you want very quickly.
Returning to Wei Hongqi earlier and reporting the results of his inquiries earlier would be a good thing for both himself and Wei Hongqi.
