Chu Han smashed his mouth and saw that the fat boss was so persistent, he nodded subconsciously.
"Okay, as long as you can make money, you can do it."
"That's right."
The fat boss grinned and smiled again.
But after Chu Han returned to the room, he was nestled in the quilt, and his expression was particularly ugly.
The next morning, Chu Han was sleeping soundly, and Monk Wu tiptoed into the house.
As soon as he closed the door with his backhand, Chu Han's indifferent voice rang out from behind: "Are you back?"
Monk Wu paused.
But Chu Han got out of bed and leaned against the closet with a pillow.
If you look closely, you will find that in the gap above the wardrobe, a small camera is flashing with a faint red dot.
The location of Chu Han station just blocked most of the camera's field of view.
Chu Han's expression did not change at all.
"Monk, I know you are quite upright and cannot accept these dirty things, but you have to know that in this world, some things are inevitable."
While saying that, he winked and asked Monk Chu to pick up the banknotes on the bedside table.
After taking the paper and pen, Chu Han wrote a line of sloppy handwriting: There is a big job, I can’t leave the villa, the fat boss will arrange for you to stay in a hotel.
Monk Wu looked at the handwriting and had a little more solemn appearance on his face.
Chu Han was taken to do big work. If he was still locked up in a hotel and was surveillance, it would be difficult to pass on the information.
Monk Wu immediately took the paper and pen and started writing.
At the same time, he said in an angry voice: "Then you can't threaten the pregnant woman. Chu Han, I can accept fighting, but I will definitely not accept you when you attack an unarmed pregnant woman."
As he said that, he spread the written words to Chu Han: The day after tomorrow, the mouse will dig holes, you will perform as usual, and I will think of a solution for the rest.
Chu Han breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, but he didn't stop, and still said in a careless tone: "Have you not attacked the pregnant woman yet?"
As he said that, he tore off the written paper and stuffed it into his mouth, and swallowed the mineral water directly.
He moved his butt away from the wardrobe, threw the pillow and said angrily: "It's not me that I'm talking about you, it's undesirable to be too kind in this world."
"You should take care of yourself. If this continues, I won't be able to control you."
As he said that, Chu Han grabbed the door and walked out and went downstairs.
The two of them quarreled and made small moves and cooperated skillfully.
:Damn, these two people have such acting skills!
:Mission Impossible?
:Why did it suddenly start acting?
The audience watching the live broadcast was particularly puzzled.
On this side, as soon as Chu Han arrived downstairs, he saw the fat boss and a strong man in flat heads talking about something. There was a simulated 54 pistol on the coffee table.
Chu Han was so happy that he picked up his pistol before running to the coffee table.
"Damn Lao Zhang, I didn't realize that you are quite childlike. Where did you get the toy pistol?"
After studying, Chu Han opened the safety bolt of the pistol.
This fat boss and the strong man next to him were very scared.
The strong man with flat head quickly reached out to grab the gun from Chu Han's hand.
Only a gunshot was heard.
The fat boss widened his eyes.
Chu Han held the gun and looked innocent.
The strong man with flat head looked at his crotch tremblingly.
One centimeter! Just one centimeter distance!
The gun must be one centimeter higher, and the second brother of the flat-headed strong man would be smashed by a shot today.
A big hole broke out in the floor, the floor tiles were broken, and white smoke was still coming out.
"I said I didn't mean to believe me?"
Chu Han raised his hands above his head and looked innocent.
The strong man with flat head hurriedly grabbed the pistol and turned off the insurance.
I was still scared and had a black line: "Boss, is this guy reliable?!"
"Just just met, my second brother was almost gone!"
"Ahem..."
The fat boss looked embarrassed.
He showed a far-fetched smile and said to Chu Han: "I will get to know my second-in-command, Liu De, and I call him De Ge."
"Xiao Liu, you send Monk Wu to the hotel, I will say a few words to Chu Han."
"OK."
Liu De put away his gun and went upstairs.
The fat boss signaled Chu Han to sit down and took out a box of capsules: "Osipilin, a special medicine for coronary heart disease, the market price is 30,000 yuan per box, and one pill costs 2,000 yuan."
"Oh, it's so expensive."
Chu Han was lying on the sofa and obviously didn't care.
It's expensive? What does it have to do with me?
"Haha...this is the goods you are going to ship this time."
"I'm a fake medicine made of lime powder mixed with poppy su. The cost is less than ten yuan per box, but it can be sold for 3,000 yuan. After eating, I'll be addicted to it. The more I eat it, I want to eat it more and more."
What surprised Chu Han was that the fat boss told the truth without hiding it.
Looking at Chu Han's gaze, I wanted to see the reason from Chu Han's face.
And his hand was already pressed into his pocket. Whenever there was any abnormal movement, the gun that had already loaded would immediately aim at Chu Han.
A trace of cold sweat flashed across Chu Han's forehead, but an excited expression appeared on his face: "Damn, Lao Zhang, you are so dark. You sell 3,000 yuan per box for 10 yuan, which is faster than me robbing money!"
"It's faster than robbing money, so I'm extra careful and not allowing Monk Wu to participate, it's also for his own good."
Nothing was seen on Chu Han's face, and the fat boss opened the box and took out the capsule inside.
Just when Chu Han thought he had escaped, a capsule was handed in front of him.
"This box is specially made, with only the ingredients of poppy su and no lime powder, just one piece."
Chu Han's face was stiff.
He struggled to squeeze out a pale smile: "Don't...don't tease... How can I take drugs when I'm in such a good time?"
Click!
The sound of the muzzle hitting the forehead sounded.
Chu Han's forehead was cold, and facing the fat boss's indifferent expression: "I'm not kidding you."
"If I just sell fake medicines, I will be arrested for at most twenty years, but if I involve Poppy Su, I will be sentenced to death if I am arrested."
"If you want to make money, your brother can take you, but you have to show some sincerity and reassure you that you are really your own person, right?"
"What if I don't eat it?"
Chu Han's pale face still had a hint of hope.
However, the fat boss told him that he would not eat without any affection...
It'll really die!
"Well, just call it a letter of fame!"
Chu Han is not a hesitant person either.
He grabbed the capsules in a fierce manner.
In the live broadcast room, everyone knew that this was memory extraction and something had happened.
But I still don’t want to see a young man with my own eyes on a path of no return.
:Don’t eat, you will never look back after eating!
: There are many ways to make money, don’t be stupid!
:We are the stupid people, this is memory extraction. Chu Han had already made a choice thirty years ago.
: Of course I know it's memory extraction, but... I watched him walk into the darkness!
Gulu!
Chu Han swallowed the pills in one bite.
After drinking a sip of water, he opened his mouth and showed it to the fat boss, and his tongue was rolling up very naughty.
"Ah, I ate it, you should be relieved now, right?"
The fat boss smiled with relief, raised his hand and patted Chu Han on the shoulder: "Stay well in the villa, and when the time comes, I will naturally make arrangements."