Twenty minutes later, I, Ma Lian, Zhan Kui, and Dakang, who was driving downstairs, returned to Caesars together.
"While you guys chat, I'll open a private room and sing!" Zhan Kui stood at the door, was silent for a moment, and said slowly.
"Okay, Kang, arrange a nest for Brother Kui!" I nodded in agreement, turned around and said to Dakang, opened the door of the private room directly, and the pockmarked man walked in closely behind.
In the room, Fan Minqing was alone, his eyes wandering, and he kept drinking ice water. There was a table full of things on the table, but he didn't touch a mouthful. As soon as I came in, he looked up, was stunned for a moment, put down the water glass, and smiled.
He stood up, rushed over in two steps, stretched out his hand and said hello: "Here you come, Fei!"
"Yeah!" I nodded expressionlessly, put one hand behind my back and pointed to the sofa with the other and said, "Sit down!"
"...Oh, okay!" Fan Minqing was stunned again, nodded, sat on the sofa, took out cigarettes and fire and said: "Fei, smoke!"
"Stop smoking, my throat hurts!" I waved my hand, leaned on the sofa, turned to look at Fan Minqing, was silent for a moment, and asked lightly: "How is the brick factory doing lately?"
"...Very good, very good. I've already called the logistics company for last month's interest!" Fan Minqing put down his cigarette case and replied with a smile.
"Well, you mentioned money, and I remembered something!" I hesitated for a moment, turned to look at the pockmarked face and said, "Brother Ma, give him something!"
The pockmarked man was stunned for a moment when he heard what I said. He looked at me for a second, reached into his pocket, took out his wallet, rummaged through it, took out a bank card from it, and pushed it on the table.
Without saying a word, he put his wallet into his pocket.
"...Fei, this is...!" Fan Minqing was a little confused and asked, pointing to the bank card.
"Let me introduce to you, this is one of my brothers, who is also a shareholder of Caesars now, with a pockmarked face!!" I said to Fan Minqing.
"Hello, hello!" Fan Minqing stretched out his big, rough-skinned hand and said with a smile.
The pockmarked man smiled and nodded, shook his hand, and then Fan Minqing looked at the bank card again and asked: "Fei, what are you doing?"
"...There is more than one million in the card. It is Caesar who has taken the benefits of your brick factory for more than a year. The money will be given to you, and the shares will be transferred back to you. This is the end of our relationship!" I was silent for a moment.
He said expressionlessly.
"Fei, what are you doing???" Fan Minqing stood up suddenly.
"I can't take this money!" I looked up at him and said.
"We agreed on this through Lao Chen at the beginning!! I know Caesar is good at this, but one code must be the same!!" Fan Minqing said as if he didn't feel distressed at all.
"...Hey, do you know the boss from Liaoyang??" I looked up at him with a smile and asked.
When Fan Minqing heard this, he was stunned for a long time and said hesitantly: "I just met him once... I'm not familiar with him!"
"He's looking for me!" I said straight to the point.
Fan Minqing pursed his lips and said nothing.
"I gave you the money, and I said it clearly, stop working in the brick factory in Shenyang! Move away, move to Liaoyang!!?" I raised my head and asked again.
"Fei, listen to me, there is a misunderstanding here!! I just drank some wine and said casually, I really didn't expect...!!" Fan Minqing tried his best to explain.
I didn't even look at Fan Minqing. I stood up, turned around and left. Fan Minqing grabbed my arm and said anxiously: "Fei! Fei, don't leave. This is really a misunderstanding! Please listen to my explanation."
No??"
"Whoosh!"
I suddenly turned around, stretched out my hand to push Fan Minqing away, frowned and asked: "Brickyard, how much money did you make in a year before I helped you?"
"...lose money!!" Fan Minqing's face turned red and he lowered his head and said.
"Think about it again, how much money do you earn now???" I pointed at Fan Minqing's shoulder and asked. Fan Minqing didn't say anything, and I said lightly: "Brother Fan, you are over fifty years old, and you have been doing this for so long. Time business, why can’t you tell the difference between far and near??”
"No...no!!"
"Because of you, Bi Ziwen and I started fighting, did you know?" I asked again.
"I know, I know!" Fan Minqing nodded repeatedly.
"I have some idea in my heart. Now that I am fine, I have to think about the bad times, and even more about how Liu Laojiu left Yulin Town! Shenyang, if I praise you, you can continue to do it; if I don't praise you, you will still be the same as before. The old Fan wearing three-yuan rubber shoes!! Not the current boss Fan!! OK???" I said with my eyes wide open, turned around and opened the door and walked out. Fan Minqing stood there at a loss, looking at the pockmarked face, cautious Asked: "Mr. Ma, how to fix this...?"
"...Go back and reflect!" Pockmarked said calmly, opened the door and walked out.
Fan Minqing stayed in the private room in a daze for about five minutes. He opened a bottle of Carlsberg and drank it in one breath. Then he suddenly raised the beer bottle and smashed it on his head with a loud bang. He covered it and started bleeding. His head was gone, but the bank card on the table remained motionless.
...
On the other side, I was sitting in Zhankui's private room, shaking with anger, slightly opening my collar, lighting a cigarette, and cursing very excitedly: "What the fuck!! Why can't these people now?" I know how grateful I am! I lost a lot of money for him! Without Caesar, he is a JB and would have gone home to farm a long time ago!"
"Haha!" Zhan Kui glanced at me and laughed mockingly.
"...You have such a stupid smile, aren't you bragging? You're like someone else? I almost didn't take the photo there!!" I smoked a cigarette and turned around and said irritably.
"Uh... Lao Dan is not at home, so I can't talk to them!" Zhan Kui explained weakly.
The pockmarked man opened two bottles of beer, handed me one casually, sat next to me, and said slowly: "If you ask me, I'd really give him the bonus money!! There are too many things!"
"Why???" I said with eyes wide open.
"You shot the prince, are you embarrassed?" The pockmarked face turned to me and asked.
"Are Zhouzhou and Binbin okay??" I asked angrily.
"It's not a thing. No matter how harsh it is, it's not the same kind of person!!" The pockmarked face was silent for a moment and said slowly.
"That's right!" Zhankui sang and interrupted with a microphone.
I took a sip of beer, was silent for a while, and said with a heavy breath: "There are not as many rules as JB! When things are going to pass, they are going to pass. If he insists on making a one, two, three, I will accompany him!"
"Why are you acting like a tiger?" Pockmarked face frowned and asked in confusion.
"Fuck, you don't understand? This is not Fan Minqing's business!" I was silent for a moment, sighed, and said tiredly.