The cell phone rang, and Fatty Dai, who was listening to the finance department talking about Sanquan Town's budget, picked up the phone, glanced at it, waved his hand and said, "Go pee, go downstairs for a walk, rest your eyes, and come back in twenty minutes."
"okay."
The treasurer was stunned, closed the folder, stood up immediately, and nodded.
"The Chinese New Year is coming soon. This month, give some extra bonuses to Nan Nan's group," Fatty Dai reminded him without raising his head.
"Well, the money has been set aside, and each person has received an extra 20,000 yuan."
"Okay, people from other departments, follow the rules of previous years and go ahead." Fatty Dai nodded with satisfaction.
The finance manager didn't say anything more, took his things and exited Fatty Dai's office, closing the door.
Inside the house, Fatty Dai walked to the window and answered the phone.
"Hey, Lao Mou."
"Haha, it was inconvenient just now." A middle-aged voice sounded on the phone.
"The finance department just came out with the budget, so I took a glance at it," Fatty Dai replied casually.
"I have a result here. The person behind Lin Hengfa is Zhuang Qingzhou, one of the shareholders of Volga Manor on the outskirts of the city. He has some bullets in his pocket. Lin Hengfa points to his money to quench his thirst. But how to balance the interests between them? Then I don't know." The middle-aged man said directly.
"Haha, Zhuang Qingzhou, I didn't expect him to be involved in this matter." Fatty Dai scratched his nose and said, "The back of Lin Hengfa is deeper than I thought."
"You know him."
"The nickname is the Money Spreader Boy. There was a shortage of funds in the past few years. I wanted to find him, but I couldn't get in touch with him. This guy is not simple. You don't know what he does, but he has money in his hands. ." Fatty Dai frowned and replied.
"Is it so evil?" the other party asked.
"It's hard to talk about Xiehu. The main reason is that I don't understand." The expression on Fatty Dai's face was not relaxed as he said.
"If we deal with Lin Hengfa, it's over."
"Lao Mou, we have a problem at home now. Lin Hengfa is a mung bean fly on the surface. What's the use of dealing with him?" Fatty Dai shook his head and replied, thought for a moment, and continued to ask: "What about Liu Hongjiang?" , is there a shadow of this Zhuang Qingzhou?"
"Well, Liu Hongjiang lost more than two million from him."
"Looking at it this way, his relationship with Lin Hengfa is already very solid. There is almost no possibility of me trying to influence him. This matter is a bit troublesome." Fatty Dai replied worriedly.
"No, I'll go back to the ocean."
"It's useless for you to come back. Okay, I'll do the rest by myself. If anything happens, I'll call you." Fatty Dai thought for a moment and said slowly.
"okay."
The two chatted for a while and then ended the call. Fatty Dai slowly walked back to his desk, dragging his chin, thinking for a long time, and then shouted outside: "Come in alone."
Ten seconds later.
"Bang."
The door was pushed open, and the waiter stretched his neck and asked, "What's wrong, Brother Dai?"
"Where's Nannan?"
"I didn't see him."
"Look for him, call him and ask him to come back." Fatty Dai frowned and replied.
"OK, all right."
The waiter closed the door and walked out. Fatty Dai picked up his cell phone and dialed a phone number with a "spare" name.
"Is something wrong?" the other party asked when the call was connected.
"Show up and help me with something." Fatty Dai thought for a moment, then got straight to the point and explained clearly to the other party what he wanted to do.
downstairs.
As soon as I entered the ocean, I received a call from the waiter. After chatting for a while, I rushed to Fatty Dai's office.
"Squeak."
I opened the door suddenly and asked, "What do you want from me?"
"What the hell are you doing every day? Can you be a little polite to me? In the whole ocean, why are you the only one who comes into my house and doesn't know how to knock on the door?" Fatty Dai asked, taking a fancy to me.
"In this relationship between us, why do we need to knock on the door?" I replied with bared teeth, closed the door and walked in.
"I bought that car for you, didn't I? Look at the car that was decorated by you and even had Chibi Maruko-chan hanging on it. Do you think I talk to the principal of the kindergarten every day? Really?" Fatty Dai pointed at me and cursed.
"Why are you smoking so crazy? Why don't you say that the car is too boring and doesn't look energetic at all?"
"What does vitality have to do with Chibi Maruko-chan? Can you please move closer to my thinking or just go away?" Fatty Dai waved his hands irritably.
"Okay, I will plant a cactus for you in the car tomorrow. It will look energetic." I said angrily. This man has more and more things going on now, as if he is going through menopause. No matter how he coaxes him, it won't be right. .
"Stubborn mouth, no, I coughed up blood."
"Okay, okay, I was wrong. I will take it off tomorrow." I quickly said softly. I was really afraid of him. When I got angry, I would vomit blood. After all, I was old and couldn't bear the trouble.
Fatty Dai twisted his butt, walked from the desk to the cabinet, opened it and took a quick look, took out two boxes of tea cakes that looked quite expensive, threw them on the table with a fierce face and said: "It's Chinese New Year, you can take it back." , give a share to your little brothers who have dads."
"Thank you, the leader is thinking of my dad."
"Isn't there Lao Xiang from Railway Street? Well, I've heard of him, haha." Fatty Dai replied with bared teeth.
"." I rolled my eyes at him and secretly cursed him for being so mean.
"In the afternoon, you drive out and rent me a house. It needs to be the size of a kitchen. It's best to be able to cook. The ID needs to be fake, preferably from outsiders. Is there any problem?" Fatty Dai rushed slowly. I said.
"What are you doing? You want to raise a mistress?" I asked confused.
"You can do whatever I ask you to do, okay?" Fatty Dai said in a more serious tone.
"It's all rented out."
"Just give me the key and address. Remember, you can't go to that house, and you can't let the third person know about it. Do you understand?" Fatty Dai asked.
"If you don't want people to know why you asked me to rent it, just rent it yourself." I asked in confusion.
"Then what the hell do I want you to do?"
"Isn't it just for buying Chibi Maruko-chan?"
"Snapped."
Fatty Dai slapped me on the head, waved his hand and cursed: "Get out of here, get this done quickly."
"Okay, I'll go now."
"I tell you again, don't let anyone know about this." Fatty Dai gave a very serious instruction.
I was stunned for a moment, so I didn’t ask any more questions, nodded, took the tea and left.
After being with Fatty Dai for so long, I have gradually become better at being a housekeeper. Now I can completely control the fire of gossip in my heart. I won’t ask any more questions about things that Fatty Dai doesn’t want to talk about. .
The whole afternoon, I was running around renting a house. Fatty Dai wanted a house with a room and a kitchen. This was obviously prepared for shady people, but it was definitely not the so-called mistress, because Fatty Dai didn't have a wife. Even if you are having fun with someone in the corn field, there is no need to carry others on your back, so I deduce that this should also be prepared for people who do dirty work.
I probably guessed what the boss wanted, and the direction of my work has been clarified a lot. I am looking for old-fashioned communities without security guards and surveillance. Moreover, the courtyard must be accessible in all directions. The best floors are on the second floor and up, and on the fourth floor. Next, it would be even more perfect if there was a rain shelter or a corridor or something like that across the second floor.
I drove to a few places and chose a community. Then I found a counterfeit ID dealer on a certain overpass. After waiting for three hours, he gave me an ID card. I took the ID card and copied it. After a while, I rented the house when I got back.
After paying for the house, I went to Lianhua Supermarket and bought a lot of daily necessities, sheets, and bedding. Then I bought a lot of food that was easy to refrigerate, and packed a full trunk before returning to the house. After tidying up everything, I mopped the floor again, placed the mop at the door, and then left.
In the evening, I returned to Haiyang, handed both sets of keys to Fatty Dai, and said, "We have everything we need in the house, just live in it."
"If it weren't for the fact that you would cause trouble, I wouldn't have needed you a long time ago, you know." Fatty Dai nodded with satisfaction.
"If it weren't for the fact that you gave me so much money, I wouldn't have wanted to do it a long time ago, you know." I said with a sideways glance.
"Haha, since we both have interests, let's make do with each other." Fatty Dai laughed.
"Okay, that's it."
"Well, get out of here."
"Goodbye." I waved and left.
After I left, Fatty Dai picked up the phone, dialed the "backup" number he had called in the afternoon, looked at the address and read: "Didi Community, A."
Six hours later, a strong man with an unshaven beard walked out of a small restaurant near the train station. He was wearing a cheap sportswear, with a toothpick in his oil-stained mouth. He strolled to a restaurant that was about to close. The entrance to the game room.
"Should we close the door, buddy?" the strong man asked.
"Ah, what's wrong?" the boss turned around and asked.
"Do you have a hammer?" The strong man thought for a moment and asked with bared teeth.
"Yes, what are you doing?"
"The big shelf that hangs the trend charts at the lottery station next to me is broken. The hardware store is also closed this evening. You can sell me the hammer." The strong man said.
"How much should I charge you for an old hammer?" The boss was a little speechless.
"I'll give you fifty yuan." The strong man said openly.
"Okay, then come in." The boss thought for a moment and felt that this deal was a good deal, so he carried the strong man into the house.
Ten minutes later, the transaction was over. The strong man wrapped the hammer in a newspaper and held it in his arms. He disappeared into the night against the snowflakes falling from the dark sky.