After talking with Hai, we basically decided on the matter of planting.
The operation is probably like this. I pay for the seeds, but I don’t care how I plant them. If Kunli wants to pursue the case, I will take the responsibility. It has nothing to do with the farmer.
We have a good time to catch up. Now in May, although it is a little later than the poppy planting time, it will not affect the general direction. It is just that the maturity period is later, which is about four months.
I have calculated that Tang Botu's trip will take at least three or four months, so the time is not a big problem.
…
Four days later, Ah Wei from Yuzhai in the Mekong River Basin, and I, Guangming, Han Dayan, Zhiwei, Nanmanzi and others picked up our friend from Guangzhou, put planks between the two boats, and then delivered the goods smoothly. Then we leave.
The Guangzhou ship circled around and returned again in about an hour. Then Li Hao and Lao Xian met them and picked up five kilograms of spot goods from above. Li Hao handed them the money.
After the handover was over, the friends from Guangzhou left, and Tang Botu arrived shortly after. A small boat had a large string of English words on it, followed by the four characters China Heavy Industry on the bottom. This was a rescue ship in a big ship.
There were four people on the boat, one was driving the boat, and the other two black men were standing beside Tang Botu.
"Everything is here."
The old immortal said, Zhang Ben handed over a bunch of bananas, Tang Botu cut a piece with a ruler knife, pulled open the cloth, took a rough look inside, nodded and said jokingly: "Okay, that's it, it's true or false. , I have to hold them all.”
After finishing speaking, Tang Botu chatted a few words with two similar people, and then he was about to board Lao Xian's boat. It was agreed in advance that after taking the goods, he would exchange chips with me for promissory notes.
"Okay, you can go, no need to exchange tickets." Li Hao said.
Tang Botu was stunned and asked puzzledly: "Why?"
"Nannan said, for a B-type like you, let alone 1.5 million, just 150, and you don't even have to take anything you don't want, so there's no need to change it now, just leave the cashier's check with him." The old immortal bared his teeth and replied.
"Fuck, it's my brother Nan who understands me." Tang Botu said shamelessly.
"Go early and come back early. We'll wait for your letter." Li Hao shook hands with Tang Botu.
"Don't worry, when I come back, Nan Nan will be able to get a hundred thousand heavenly soldiers." Tang Botu's bragging method was more direct, that is, he told me clearly, and I would fucking brag. It's up to you.
"Well, when you come back next time, don't put diamonds on the basket." The old fairy nodded to show that he understood.
"Goodbye." Tang Botu said goodbye solemnly.
"Don't die on the road," the old immortal stood at attention and saluted.
After that, everyone dispersed. Later we learned about Tang Botu’s transportation method. He used a cargo ship from China Heavy Industry in Somalia, but the ship’s registration country was Somalia. There were very few Chinese people on board, and the work they did was relatively high-level. Basically, they were from workers around the world.
Only now do we know that Tang Botu is not from Liberia at all, and he has misled us again. He is a native of Somalia, but no one knows what his family does specifically, nor why he can do it on a Chinese cargo ship. This thing, because this cannot be accomplished by knowing two sailors.
…
After Tang Botu left, we have entered a stable period, and seeds have begun to be planted secretly. It is not easy for me to observe every day, so that people in Yuzhai can easily find out that everything seems to be developing smoothly.
at the same time.
Ma Xiaoyou and I have entered the honeymoon period. She comes to Myanmar almost every half month, but can only stay for a day or two because she has a lot of things to do in Beijing, and her mother is very strict. She comes to see me and gives me If you want to send some daily necessities from home, you have to rush back.
In the words of Lao Xian, if you make two B's a day, you will be a fucking airline, but it won't work if you only miss two nights of sleep a month.
In fact, who knows who is suffering?
Up until now, I've only been able to kiss Ma Xiaoyou on the lips, touch my hands, cuddle up and sleep, and we haven't done any serious business yet.
A happy time passed by in the blink of an eye, and three months slipped quietly through the fingers.
At this time, trouble came again.
…
Chongqing.
Several gunshots were fired at the door of an Edinburgh community, causing new changes in the political arena that had been constantly at war with each other. A targeted crackdown on organized crime began.
The top floor of Jingtian Group.
After Yin Zheng, the shareholder and chairman of the group, hung up the phone, he paused for a moment, stood up, made a phone call, and walked out.
"Hey, tomorrow."
Yin Zheng opened his mouth and said.
"ah."
Li Ming replied.
"Have you heard?" Yin Zheng opened the door and asked.
"I heard." Li Ming replied silently.
"I'm from his faction, and I may not be able to stand this position." Yin Zheng said calmly.
"...The matter has come to this. It's useless to say anything. I'll arrange for you to leave." Li Ming said succinctly.
"We found out too late..."
Yin Zheng looked at a group of plainclothes people walking in the distance, stood there, and intervened.
Li Ming was silent for a while after hearing this.
"Ming'er, you're right... I shouldn't get too close to politics..." Yin Zheng gritted his teeth and said, turning around and walking into the office, which was more than 100 square meters.
"..." Li Ming still didn't speak.
"Tomorrow, I have seven wives and five children, and there will be conflicts over the family property. After I die, you can help me distribute it..." Yin Zheng locked the door, leaned back, and said slowly.
"... Don't worry, I will help you with everything..." Li Ming replied with a trembling voice.
"...Good to you." Yin Zheng replied.
Li Ming, who was on the other side, covered his mouth and burst into tears.
After more than ten seconds of silence, Yin Zheng hung up the phone, walked to his desk, took out the small pills locked in the cabinet, and swallowed them directly...
When the police came in, Yin Zheng, the largest shareholder of Jingtian Group, committed suicide by swallowing poison. The next day, Jingtian Group was seized, and the bank locked up 2.5 billion Jingtian Group's cash...
All other shareholders of the Jingtian Group were arrested, but Li Ming was fine. However, his 25% shareholding in the Jingtian Group was instantly wiped out.
…
Zhang Jun worked for Yin Zhengzheng as his life secretary at first. Later, Li Ming liked him, and Yin Zheng assigned him to Li Ming. Because the two of them had never distinguished each other, Zhang Jun was their younger brother. After Yin Zheng died, Zhang Jun He was in so much pain that he collapsed. He was the one who was kind to him. Now that he is dead, his kindness can never be repaid.
Li Ming stayed at home the whole day, and Zhang Jun sat in the living room waiting.
The next night.
When Li Ming received a call from home, his father said: "Come back, it's my birthday soon..."
"Yes, there are still many things to do, leave them to me." Li Ming said, covering his red and swollen eyes.
"...Come back first, and then we'll talk about it later." After my father said this, he hung up the phone.
Li Ming held his cell phone in a daze for a while, then stood up and walked out of the door, shouting: "Jun, inform the airline that the flight will take place at two o'clock in the afternoon, and you come back to Beijing with me."
"...Brother Zheng's side."
"Don't ask questions,,,,I will handle it."
Li Ming shouted in anger.
Zhang Jun pursed his lips and walked out silently.
…
It is still unclear what kind of reaction the changes in Chongqing will have on Yuzhai, but I have also encountered other troubles.
Ever since his fight with Zhang Ben, Yi Er had hardly interacted with us. Even when he was having a barbecue in the village, he would turn around and leave. He was quite hostile not only to Zhang Ben, but also to our group.
On this day, Il went to do something for Awei. When he came back, he saw that it was still early, so he went to the planting village at the foot of the mountain.
Yi Er doesn't have a wife, and his hobby is to make a shabby shoe, fuck the little widow, pull and pull the little wife, etc. In the village below Yuzhai, I heard that there are several wives who let him do it.
However, the honest villagers were also a little wary of his aggressiveness, and there were many rumors about him, and the men did not block him in the bed, so they dared not speak out in anger under uncertain circumstances. .
El is not responsible for planting this area, so the villagers don't like him very much. If they can chat for a few words when they meet, it is considered a good relationship.
After entering the village, Il put on the head of a wolfdog and looked around, maybe to see if there were any new targets. But when I looked around, they were all old men and old ladies, and there was nothing to make their crotches hard. Girls.
The car drove into the door of Xiang Hao's house. Ir carried half a kilogram of meat, hung it on a wire, and walked towards the door.
Damn it, they say domestic sex is cheap, a meal of spicy hotpot, if you play well, you can have up to 13 times, but compared to here, it is simply weak. If you watch other movies with half a pound of meat, you can continue. Smash it hard until it gets tired, even if you don't accept it.
After entering the house, El shouted: "Ali, is Ali here?"
"...Mr. Iyer..."
A little daughter-in-law came out of the house wearing a headscarf and an apron. She looked young, about twenty-six or seventeen years old. Although her skin was dark, she looked pretty good. Her feet were very small, which was what Brother Il liked. payment.
"Crack."
Ir hung the meat slices on the doorman's door, kicked his wife's child in the butt, waved his hand roughly and said, "Get out."
The child looked at him in fear and walked out of the room wearing small worn shoes.
"Bang."
The door is closed.
"Wow."
Il pushed his little wife to the wall, turned her around with both hands, then put his arms around her waist, stretched his hands in front, and unbuttoned her belt...
"Someone will see..."
"What are you afraid of? You don't have a husband..."
"It'll be later, you can come later."
"...I've bought all the meat. You want me to go back."
After Yi Er said this sensibly and confidently, he pulled down his wife's pants to her knees, then pursed her big lips and sucked her neck directly, extending her tongue at least a finger length, and made a squealing sound. , from the bottom of the back of the neck, almost to the scalp...
"Well……."
The little daughter-in-law moaned and made rhythmic popping sounds.