Actually, I understand the meaning of the pockmarked face. Zhouzhou and Binbin were seriously injured. They are definitely not as good as Shan Hui. He was shot. If we don't care about it, then this matter will definitely never be over.
Got it.
To us, it doesn’t matter whether we have the brick factory or not, so if you’re pockmarked, don’t lose face and directly transfer the shares of the brick factory to Shan Hui. In this case, even if the matter is spread outside, everyone will know that I’m broken.
Give Shan Hui a shot and pay him a brick factory.
In this way, the faces of the two groups are still hanging on their faces. No one will be scolded as a basket case. We will never meet each other in the future. Let this matter be forgotten.
However, the pockmarked person and I are standing in different positions, and we must think about things from different angles. Fan Minqing is a rip-off, and to put it bluntly, jb was taken advantage of by Yuguo. Maybe he had no other intentions at all, he just drank too much, blind
He said a few words, but Yuguo was concerned about this matter.
Therefore, I can tolerate being in trouble once and talking directly to my boss. Even if I lose more money, the brick factory will not let me.
"Then I'll go back and give my old partner a call later to see if we can negotiate. I'll do my best!" Zhankui put down the microphone and said to me.
"Sorry, spokesperson of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, haha!" I bared my teeth and said.
"Haha, I've done everything from start to finish, I've helped in, and there's been a result!" Zhan Kui was silent for a moment and said slowly.
"Thanks!!" I grinned and nodded.
I have said so, and the pockmarked face has not spoken. The two teams are eating together, and it is certain that there will be differences in opinions. What the pockmarked face and I can do is to be considerate and understand each other.
"Hey, that old Dan, how are you doing in Liaoyang?" Pocket-faced asked Zhan Kui after taking a sip of foreign wine.
"What you are like in Shenyang, he will be like in Liaoyang!" Zhan Kui was silent for a moment and said slowly.
"...You are speaking with water now. Please say it properly. Are you bragging?" I asked with a smile.
"No JB is bothering you. He is really powerful. He has made a lot of money in the past four or five years. Don't you understand that you have been around for so long? The bullets in your pocket are definitely better than the bullets in the gun.
The stalls are really big now!" Zhan Kui said slowly while drinking foreign wine.
"What's going on? Is there any connection at home?" the pockmarked face asked with a frown.
"No, just like you, from out of town!" Zhan Kui shook his head and said.
"From out of town??" I was stunned for a moment and asked again.
"Well! That's it...!"
Zhan Kui pondered for a moment, introduced us to the origin history of the Lao Dan gang, and confirmed a sentence.
After 2000, there are very few new big brothers. Although the world is getting older, in terms of style and coquettishness, it is still the 1990s, that group of old guys who were cut out from the real high-quality gangsters!!
Lao Dan has a similar background to most gangsters. In the 1990s, most state-owned enterprises in the Northeast closed down and laid off employees. Countless comfortable workers lost their iron jobs and were kicked out of the large factories where they had struggled for many years.
Among them was Shan Haining, a forty-year-old workshop director. In fact, he was not on the layoff list. He also spent some money to escape the first major layoffs. But as soon as the death crisis passed, his wife
Something happened.
At that time, Shan Hui was in the first grade of junior high school. When he was in primary school, he would go home for lunch at noon. But after entering middle school, some gangsters from outside the school often came to the school to cause trouble. The school was afraid that something would happen to the students, so they
It is a closed school. You are not allowed to go out of the school at noon. To eat, you have to buy a packed lunch or bring a meal.
At that time, life was very difficult for every household. Wages were paid every six months, which was pretty early. At that time, an aluminum lunch box cost less than 20 yuan, but Shan Haining’s wife
, I went to the department store three times, but I couldn't bear to buy it. Sometimes, just twenty yuan short of it would make me hungry for two days this month.
In desperation, Shan Haining's wife stared at the scrap material thrown off the lathe. This thing should be made of aluminum, and the management was quite messy. Many people would take two pieces and sip them in their arms after get off work. She hesitated for several days about selling some food money, and finally one night, after get off work, she gritted her teeth and got two yuan.
They were living in peace and harmony at first, but Shan Hui has been neglecting his job since he was a child. On the first day of school, after dinner, two classmates asked him to play in the game arcade next to him. He became addicted to playing. What should he do if he has no money?
, selling lunch boxes, after selling out the lunch boxes, what else do you want to do? Grab them!!!
Four people robbed a child from our school at the entrance of the game hall. They grabbed a basket and beat the child up. Moreover, Shan Hui knew that the lunch box was valuable because he just sold one, so he gave it to this child.
The children's lunch boxes were also taken away.
Afterwards, when the parents knew about it, they would definitely not do it. They took their children to the police station to report the crime. The crackdown was very serious at that time. The police station was blocked by Shan Hui and others in the game hall that night. After they were caught, there was no call.
I contacted Shan Hui and other parents and asked Shan Hui where his parents worked. Shan Hui immediately declined.
Then the police station notified the factory. At that time, the big pot meal had not yet been finished. The workers’ household registrations were all in the factory. The place where they went to school was also the primary school for the children of a certain factory. If something happened, the factory leaders would definitely be in place, so everyone rushed
Then, when I went to the scrap collection station to pick up the stolen goods, I found two lunch boxes.
The rest of the matter is simple. The factory's trademark is printed on the lunch box, which naturally involves Shan Haining's wife. Whether this matter is big or small, it is reasonable to treat the leader to a meal, and the matter is jb
It passed, but Shan Haining really didn't have the money. When he went to invite dinner, visit relatives and friends, and borrow money from everywhere, the second batch of lists came out, and his and his wife's names were on it.
Laid off!!!
No food to eat!!
My son’s public school work is done!!
His wife was laid off and survived for half a year. When Shan Hui was still in public school, he met a wealthy man who repaired bicycles through selling tea eggs. The two of them ran away without even saying hello.
Shan Haining hasn't been out for more than a month. This is so damn embarrassing, and there are some people who can't say it. As soon as he saw Shan Haining, he asked: "Hey, Old Dan, when will your wife come back??"
"...Fuck you!" Lao Dan replied with a sullen face every time.
"Haha!" The person in charge laughed happily, how fucking boring this was.
I couldn't stay at home any longer, and my son had three years to graduate. My boss gritted his teeth, packed up his things, and got on the train without even buying a ticket. When he was waiting for a replacement ticket, he learned that the train was bound for Liaoyang.
When I first arrived in Liaoyang, Lao Dan worked at the train station at Chudagang, commonly known as carrying big bags, for three days when someone came looking for him.
"Hey, buddy, where did you come from?" Four or five young men in their twenties and seventies asked Shan Haining with frowns.
"Is something wrong?" Shan Haining smoked a two-and-a-half dollar Harbin, sat on the curb, and raised his head and asked.
"**, you are so arrogant! You have to pay a share of money to work here, did you know??"
"I have no idea!!"
"Then let me teach you??"
"Don't talk nonsense, if you touch me, I'll fucking report it!!" Shan Haining said irritably.
"Hey, Xiao Si'er, come here!" A policeman from the train station in the distance shouted to the leading young man.
"Whoa!" The young man turned around, was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "What's up, Brother Ming!!"
"Don't cause trouble, jb, I'll get anxious and hurt you!" The policeman clasped his hands behind his back, glanced at Shan Haining, spat, turned around and left.
The old man gritted his teeth and looked at the scene in front of him. He was silent for four or five minutes. He took out the fifty yuan he earned from a daily bag and gave it to several young people. Without saying a word, he turned around and left.