Until the evening, Zhao Gangjun could not see the fourth person walking into the bar.
The business of this bar is really cold!
If you really can't find anyone to borrow your phone, you might end up being a thief at night.
As seven o'clock was approaching, a group of people suddenly entered the bar.
This group of people includes Europeans, Americans, and Chinese people. They are all dressed very casually and sloppily. They all have arm-length daggers on their waists.
After they walked into the bar, they found a place, ordered a few bottles of foreign wine and started drinking.
Some people entered the bar one after another, but the people who came in later were far away from the previous group of people, and they seemed not to want to contact them.
Zhao Gangjun naturally knows how to read people. Those people who came in before had a vague aura of blood on their bodies, and they did not look like people who were doing serious business. Zhao Gangjun's top priority now is to contact the country as soon as possible, and then find a ship to leave here.
So he didn't want anything to happen to those people, as this would only be a waste of time.
Zhao Gangjun found those people who came in later and asked them if they had brought satellite phones. In the end, no one paid attention to Zhao Gangjun. The only few who paid attention to Zhao Gangjun happened to not have brought satellite phones.
This made Zhao Gang's balls hurt so much.
Walking back to his seat, Zhao Gangjun sighed and said to Qingluan, "Let's go, it's almost seven o'clock, and people have to start doing business."
"Where are we going?" Qingluan asked.
"There is still a place to live," Zhao Gangjun said, "Now we should consider how to get food."
"Buy it!"
Qingluan said matter-of-factly.
"No money."
Zhao Gangjun spread his hands helplessly.
"this."
Qingluan suddenly took out a palm-sized...gold brick from a small handbag he carried with him!
That’s right, it’s a gold brick!
Zhao Gangjun's eyes were full of shining gold!
"Holy crap, where did this come from?" Zhao Gangjun asked in surprise.
"The boss gave it to me before we came out." Qingluan said, "He said that using this thing can help us find the ship back to China faster."
"That's great."
Zhao Gangjun happily picked up the gold nugget, then knocked on the table and shouted, "Boss, bring me some good wine and good food!"
The middle-aged fat man was very angry when he heard Zhao Gangjun's voice. You are a beggar. I am showing great mercy by giving you a place to rest. But you still dare to shout for food? Do you think I, Feili Bin?
Are monkeys easy to bully?
As a result, before the middle-aged fat man's anger was fully boiled, he saw the golden nugget in Zhao Gangjun's hand!
"Sir, what service do you need?"
Fatty held a menu in his hand, appeared in front of Zhao Gangjun almost at the speed of teleportation, and then said respectfully.
"I want to eat, meat, wine, everything!"
Zhao Gangjun said, "Also, get me a satellite phone. As long as I feel comfortable, one-third of this gold will be yours."
"good!"
The fat man nodded decisively, then turned and walked away.
“Money is still useful!”
Zhao Gangjun sighed sincerely. When he had no money, he couldn't even make a phone call. Now that he has money, he can get food, drinks and phone calls all at once.
No wonder so many people like money.
Money is such a good thing!
"Are you going to sell this gold?!"
Just when Zhao Gangjun was sighing with emotion, a rich and somewhat drunken voice came from the side.
Zhao Gangjun looked around and saw a tall, thin man standing next to his table. This man came from the people at the table not far away from whom Zhao Gangjun smelled the smell of blood!
"How do you plan to buy it?" Zhao Gangjun asked.
"The current market price of gold is 48 US dollars per gram. Here I will buy it from you for 45 US dollars per gram! I think you are very short of money. The most expensive food and wine here do not cost more than 100 US dollars. When the time comes, you can give it directly to the boss
One hundred dollars is enough, and there is plenty left over for the rest!" said the tall, thin man.
"OK."
Zhao Gangjun also felt that it was inconvenient to carry the gold nugget, so he agreed.
Quickly, after being weighed, the tall and thin man was quite honest and directly handed a stack of US dollars to Zhao Gangjun.
Although someone made three dollars per gram, Zhao Gangjun was still very happy. With this money, it would be very simple for him and Qingluan to return to the mainland.
After a while, the boss came over with wine, food and a satellite phone.
"Everything is ready for you." The boss looked at Zhao Gangjun expectantly.
Zhao Gangjun took out a hundred U.S. dollar bill from a stack of money and threw it to the boss, saying, "No need to look for it."
The boss's face stiffened slightly and he said, "This is more than just that."
"Then how much do you want?" Zhao Gangjun asked.
"One-third of the price for selling gold. I saw you selling gold just now." The boss licked his lips and said, "You have to give me one-third."
"But they said, I can give you a hundred dollars at most."
Zhao Gangjun said with a smile, "I'll ask you a few questions, and if you answer one correctly, I'll give you a banknote. How about that?"
"Can!"
The fat middle-aged man nodded.
"Which country is closest to this island?" Zhao Gangjun asked.
"Indonesia." the boss said.
"How long does it take to get to Indonesia from here, by boat?" Zhao Gangjun asked again.
"It takes two days of sailing to get to the southern port of Indonesia. There is an airport there." The middle-aged fat man said, "I have already answered your two questions."
"Give."
Zhao Gangjun generously threw two hundred-dollar bills to the fat man, and then said, "Is there a ship to Indonesia now? I want the one that can set sail as soon as possible."
"The fastest...it has to be tomorrow, but it's not going to Indonesia. There is a ship going to Hong Kong tomorrow. At about six o'clock tomorrow morning, you can go to their captain early. As long as you spend some money, they will definitely be happy to take you there."
You go to Hong Kong."
"alright."
Zhao Gangjun threw another banknote to the fat man and said, "Prepare some wine for me, I will take it on board tomorrow."
"no problem!"
Under the money offensive, Zhao Gangjun took care of everything to return to China in just a few minutes.
After the boss walked away, Zhao Gangjun picked up the satellite phone and walked outside the bar, then called back home.
The first people to receive a call from Zhao Gangjun were Huang Lingling and Guo Furong.
Zhao Gangjun dialed a landline number. To Zhao Gangjun's surprise, both of them were at home.
"You are such a carefree and happy boy. There has been no news for so long. Sister, I thought you had died."
Guo Furong's voice was as frivolous as ever.
Zhao Gangjun's heart felt warm instantly. How long had it been since he heard this voice?
"If I haven't created anything with Sister Furong and Sister Lingling, how can I be embarrassed to hang up?" Zhao Gangjun said with a smile.
"Oh, you little rascal, you want to be a father before you turn twenty?" Guo Furong asked.
"It's up to chance. If someone really pops up, how can I not take it?" Zhao Gangjun said.
"That's a good thing. Well, since you're fine, we don't have to burn incense for you tomorrow. Come back to China and say hello to us." After Guo Furong finished speaking, she suddenly fell silent for a moment, and then said, "You
It’s great to be safe and sound.”
"Um."
Zhao Gangjun felt a sense of warmth coming over him. He couldn't help but smile and said, "I'll look for you when I get back."
(Notice again, the original title: xx please stay and change it to "The Peak Strong Young Man" Long Live China...)