The Most Beautiful Years Met You [7] Back in time eight years ago——
Early 2006.
The whole city of city b still retains the excitement of the Spring Festival.
It was a bitingly cold night in February, especially after the heavy rain in the evening. There were very few pedestrians on the road, and the area that used to be bustling with lights and lights seemed even more deserted.
A silver-gray Jinbei Hiace parked at the door of a bar.
Not only was the car's body low-key, the doors were open, but the people who got off also behaved low-key. After looking around and making sure it was correct, they all walked into the bar, which had opened its door.
"Are you here?" A young man with burgundy hair was already waiting by the elevator. When he saw the person coming, he greeted him with a big smile.
That way, it was like meeting the God of Wealth.
The leader of the other party was a middle-aged man in his early fifties with slightly rough features, wearing a black shirt and a gold necklace about as thick as his index finger around his neck. Behind him were five fierce-looking men, one of whom was carrying a
With a safe.
"Are you the only one?" the middle-aged man asked in an unkind tone: "Where are the others? Why didn't they come down?"
The subordinates behind him immediately frowned.
Obviously, such a scene is too cold and embarrassing for them.
The young man hurriedly explained: "Isn't it necessary to keep a low profile? The limelight has been tight recently, and Boss Jin doesn't want anything to go wrong halfway, right?"
Boss Jin's face looked a little better, and he snorted and walked into the elevator.
In the elevator, Boss Jin squinted at the young man who was bowing his head and asked, "Did Ji Lin come over this time?"
"Come on, the person our boss trusts the most is Brother Lin. This time Brother Lin is responsible for guaranteeing the goods, so you can rest assured that the safekeeping will be foolproof."
Boss Jin has never met Ji Lin in person, but he has heard about this character from his business partners. He has only been with Buddha for two years, and he has become a popular figure in front of Buddha. As long as he takes action, he rarely makes any mistakes.
Later, I don't know who said it first, as long as Ji Lin pledged the goods, everything would be safe.
So this time Boss Jin took the initiative to propose to Fo Ye that Ji Lin should be in charge of this business.
After getting out of the elevator, under the leadership of the young man, everyone went to the inconspicuous box at the far end.
…
The young man took a step forward, pushed open the box door, and made a respectful gesture to Boss Jin: "Boss Jin, please come in."
The private room was filled with the smell of tobacco and alcohol, which was a bit choking.
Boss Jin went in and scanned the people inside with sharp and vigilant eyes. They were either drinking and smoking, or playing dice and singing. If it hadn't been for an appointment in advance, he would have thought it was an ordinary party when he first came in. He squinted.
Squint your eyes, these people are depressed and don't have the person they want to see.
"Where are the Jilin people?"
The young man looked around the box, but he really didn't see their eldest brother.
Boss Jin had a bad temper. When he saw him hesitating and evading his eyes, he felt that he was being fooled. Without saying a word, he raised his foot and kicked the young man hard who was still thinking about what to say.
The young man wailed, bumped into the coffee table, clutched his stomach and couldn't stand up, and the box became a mess.
The dozen or so people who were sitting on the sofa having fun stopped laughing, suddenly stood up, threw away the things in their hands, frowned, and looked at the few people who had just entered with unhappy expressions.
The two groups seemed to be in the mood for a fight.
"Boss Jin's true temperament has not changed at all after so many years." The deep male voice was a little hoarse, but also had a faint smile.
Boss Jin turned around and saw the man standing at the door at some point.
This was the first time he saw Ji Lin in person.
He originally thought that someone as calm as Ji Lin would have to be at least thirty-six or seven, but the person in front of him was obviously only in his mid-twenties.
Ji Lin's eyebrows were deep and clear, without the ruthlessness of a desperado. Walking on the road, no one would believe that he was doing this kind of thing. At this moment, he raised his hand, with two slender fingers
, took away the cigarette from his mouth and blew out a puff of white smoke.
"Everyone is here?" As he spoke, he closed the door of the box with his backhand.
Boss Jin snorted coldly and found a sofa to sit down. He squinted at Ji Lin who was standing there: "Boss Lin, you are really busy. You have to wait in line to discuss business."
Ji Lin smiled. There were faint fine lines at the end of his eyes, which gave him a bit of stability. He also chose a place to sit down and said, "I went to make a phone call."
As he spoke, he threw the old mobile phone on the tea table.
Seeing his magnanimous look, Boss Jin's wariness faded a lot. He relaxed his frown, swung his legs, leaned on the sofa, and said slowly: "Jilin, I won't greet you anymore. Let's get straight to the point.
Let’s talk business directly.”
There was still a smile on Ji Lin's lips, but his extremely dark eyes were looking at Boss Jin, waiting for the next words.
Boss Jin winked at the subordinate next to him.
The subordinate understood, and immediately placed the tightly sealed safe on the coffee table, opened it, and found that it was full of U.S. dollars.
"Is this sincerity enough?" Boss Jin said meaningfully.
Ji Lin leaned forward and flicked the cigarette ashes into the ashtray next to him. After a moment of silence, he said, "How much do you want?"
"Everything." Boss Jin looked tense and pushed the safe towards him.
Ji Lin raised his head, looked at Boss Jin's ambitious eyes, nodded, but looked a little embarrassed: "But there may be more money needed."
Boss Jin smiled cheerfully and patted Ji Lin on the shoulder: "As long as the goods are good, money is not an issue."
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After one hour.
The door of the bar opened from the inside, and a man in a black coat came out. He had a tall figure, strong features, and a heroic spirit.
Two short car honks came from a certain corner.
The man turned his head and stood at the door of the bar for a while, then walked towards the source of the sound.
Fifty meters away from the hotel, in a hidden place covered with tree shadows, a military green Jeep was parked. When someone approached, its headlights suddenly turned on.
'Ji Lin' squinted his eyes in the face of the dazzling car lights, walked over and opened the passenger door.
As soon as he sat in the car, a cigarette was thrown on him.
"What happened to those little bastards inside?"
In the driver's seat was a man in his mid-20s, named Yao Lie. When he saw Ji Lin rubbing his eyebrows, he handed over the lighter with a wink.
Light blue flames shot out from the small opening.
'Jilin' glanced at him, put the cigarette close to the small flame, lit it, took a puff, lowered the window, looked outside, and said lightly: "Lao Liang has sent people to block the gold collection at the third ring road. There shouldn't be any
What a problem, as for the group of people inside——"
He paused, then stretched out his big, knuckled hand out of the car window and flicked the cigarette ashes. The sparks from the cigarette butt flickered in and out of the dark night.
He was also arrested inside just now.
"There is no chance that Xiao Zhanfu will not be able to get out of the car for more than ten or twenty years. He will not understand the principle of abandoning the car to save the handsome man."
Yao Lie frowned, worried for him: "Second brother, will Xiao Zhanfo make things difficult for you when you go back this time? He has always been suspicious, and this time he suffered heavy losses. With his character, he cannot give up and have to pull it off no matter what.
A scapegoat comes out."
"I had no intention of doing this business in the first place, but he named me, and I advised him to take the risk."
He had made adequate preparations before coming, but when the time came, a bitter plan was inevitable.
‘Jilin’’s eyelids drooped, as if he was extremely tired. Only at this time could he relax his guard against the surrounding environment and relax the tense nerves in his body.
Yao Lie suddenly said: "Second brother, since you have come to city B, why don't you go home and visit your sister-in-law? Didn't you say last time that your sister-in-law lives in your parents' house?"
"In these years, you have been busy traveling around and have no time to spend with her. In our industry, there are too many divorce cases."
"I have this plan."
'Ji Lin' smiled at him. Thinking of his wife who had been married for many years, he didn't feel much lovesickness, but it was his responsibility after all.
He threw the cigarette butt out of the car window: "I asked for a leave of absence from my boss. An elder in her family passed away, and I just happened to go back to accompany her to attend the funeral."
Yao Lie next to him suddenly said "Hey" in a very surprised tone.
From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the stunned Yao Lie, followed his line of sight, and saw a fight on the roadside.
To be precise, it was a little girl using high heels to hit a fat, muscular man who was holding his head and screaming.
While smashing and kicking, you can be as hard as you want.
He watched in the car, especially when he saw several people holding her and dragging her to the side, and she even hit her high heels hard, with a look of unwillingness to let go. He suddenly felt that this scene was a bit funny, and in his seat
He moved slightly, changed his posture, and watched with interest.
It can be initially judged that a group of children went out to play and met some frivolous men. These men probably did not expect to offend a shrewd little girl.
The little girl who hit someone was wearing a red hip-hugging skirt in winter, a fox fur shawl, and short ice-blue hair.
Suddenly, she turned her head and looked over here.
Because it was so sudden, it was too late for him to look away. After some distance, their eyes met.
She had heavy makeup on her small face, a pair of cat-eyes with eyeshadow, a different kind of style, and childish facial features, but she looked about twenty years old.
Although she couldn't see clearly what was going on inside the car, she felt someone was staring at her, raised her chin slightly, and raised her middle finger very arrogantly at the military green jeep.
The man in the car was slightly startled.
She had already pushed away the person who was trying to stop the fight, picked up her bag, kicked the man with a bruised face, and walked away charmingly.
'Ji Lin' came back to his senses and smiled suddenly, as if he was laughing at being given the middle finger, and also as if he was laughing at how children nowadays are so unscrupulous.
He said to Yao Lie, who was still looking curiously: "Let's drive."
————————The author has something to say————————
Today I’m even less familiar with it. I wrote several chapters about eight years ago, but none of them were satisfactory. I couldn’t write it like a normal CEO article for fear of losing the flavor, so I finally decided to start the chapter eight years ago from Yuji’s point of view.
Chapter 1: This is my first time trying this writing method. Some people like it and some don’t. Fortunately, I believe that you have always given me the confidence to continue working hard.
Also, Yu Er is Ji Lin, pseudonym, friends, please don’t tell me, you don’t see it... cover your eyes, don’t let me see it.
After careful consideration, I feel it is necessary to explain that Huanhuan is a little girl due to family reasons, but she is just bluffing and has not messed around with men other than Yu Er. In the few years after the separation, it was just a show, in order to make Yu Er
From now on I think she is a bad woman, well, pretty much, that's it.
