Chapter Four Three Four We couldn't go home together!
After we gave what we should give, everyone took what they should take, and then dispersed.
Zabu was arranged by Li Hao to live in Kunli's residence. There were people there 24 hours a day, at Zabu's disposal. It was the center of power in Yuzhai.
I have already finished talking to Tang Botu about what needs to be discussed in the conference room and cabin. He is very supportive of me now, so I don’t have to worry about the supply of goods at all. This trip to Myanmar made him very satisfied.
And I also thank Tang Botu from the bottom of my heart. The current structure of Yuzhai is the result of the great help of friends around me. In the days to come, I will let Tang Botu reach the point where he can hire people and make money.
…
In the afternoon, for some unknown reason, heavy rain fell from the sky, washing away everything that had just happened in Yuzhai. The sky was hazy and the thunder was rolling, making people's sweat pores stand up.
I stayed in the attic, sorting out candles and paper money alone.
"Dong dong."
There were footsteps downstairs, and then Hai's voice sounded: "Mr. Xiangnan, are you there?"
"come in.
I replied with a smile.
Hai opened the door, followed by another person, the son he had brought with him to the meeting.
"What are you doing?"
Hai asked with a smile.
"It's nothing, you haven't come down the mountain yet, haha, sit down."
I said hello.
Immediately, Hai sat down, and his son looked around, then suddenly picked up the PS3 game controller that Ma Xiaoyou mailed to me, played with it, and said stupidly: "I have played this before, I can play it." Contra, Xiangnan, do you have it here?"
"..." As soon as I heard this, I was stunned for a long time.
"Put it down... who asked you to move?" Hai frowned and pulled him, and then said to me: "I'm sorry, Mr. Xiangnan, my son has never been to Yuzhai, and he doesn't have many things. I’ve seen it before, but I don’t really understand the ways of the world.”
"Haha, it's okay." I came over slowly, smiled and waved my hand, then patted his son on the shoulder and said, "When you have time, I will teach you how to fight. This is much more fun than Contra."
"Okay, after I finish processing the drugs, I will go up the mountain to play with you." He replied immediately.
"……okay."
I suddenly didn't know what to say.
"Mr. Xiangnan, my son's name is Hassan. He is nineteen years old this year. Although he is a little ignorant about accidents, he is diligent and quick at work. I see that there is no one around you to take care of you, so I thought of letting him be an errand boy by your side. Yes, can you take a look at this?"
Hai directly stated his intention.
I smiled when I heard this, scratched my nose, and asked Hassan: "Are you willing to work here?"
"Of course I do. The factory is full of poisonous gas. Who would want to stay there?" Hassan said without any concealment. He smiled and showed his white teeth. He looked very honest and straightforward, and obviously had no brains.
"Okay, then just stay."
I just thought about it for a moment and immediately nodded in agreement.
"Really?" Hassan asked, blinking his big eyes.
"Really, I keep my word." I replied with a smile.
"Friends enough,."
Hassan immediately put his arm around my shoulders and said with bared teeth.
"Put your hands down." Hai scolded again.
Hassan lowered his arms angrily.
"Thank you then, Mr. Xiangnan." Hai said to me with a smile.
"I let you do it because I trust you. We have a life-long friendship. There is no need to deal with this matter in the future. Hassan is here with me. I can't treat him badly." I looked at Hai and said seriously.
"I understand, I understand." Hai nodded repeatedly, then pulled Hassan and said, "Mr. Xiang Nan, I will take him back today and let him come over tomorrow. You can do your work first."
"good."
I smiled and nodded, watching Hai leave.
To be honest, Hassan's character is obviously flawed. He can't speak, has an upright personality, and has a bit of an innocent look. He is suitable for being a friend, but not suitable for being an errand boy. But when Hai sent it to him, I couldn't let it go.
Now I am taking care of the wives and children of Quetta and Xiguang. Chaji and his whole family are in Yuzhai. Only Hai didn’t express anything, so he was afraid that I would feel uncomfortable, so he sent his second son away after the meeting. I sent it over to show my sincerity.
And he told me from the side that in the days to come, he will work hard and never make trouble. After all, my son is in your hands.
I can't refuse this kind of enthusiasm. Besides, Ha Yi's eldest son died in the factory, so I should compensate him and keep his son with me. His status in Yuzhai is naturally unshakable, and there are hidden benefits. it goes without saying.
…
After chatting with Hai, I carried the things I had prepared and walked down the mountain alone in the light rain.
Twenty minutes later, in the middle of the mountainside, by the edge of the forest, there was a new tomb. It had obviously just been renovated. An awning had been erected on it. The cement below had not dried yet. A hole could be made by pressing the tombstone. The tombstone said: A few Chinese characters.
Zhiwei Tomb.
The inscription is signed below, and the sinner stands in honor.
Obviously, this new tomb will never take more than three hours, and Xiguang's movements are definitely fast enough.
It was getting dark. I put down what I was holding and pulled up the weeds around me. The rain soaked through my clothes and flowed down my face.
"The rainy season is here, and there is grass in front of the door. Viagra, let me look at you and pull the weeds for you..."
I muttered alone.
Chinese people have many strange customs. When visiting a grave, they always like to talk to the air and to the deserted tomb. Such and such words may seem to express grief, but I think what everyone said was when the deceased was alive. Things that I can’t say out loud, and I’m embarrassed to say.
Old men, pay attention to eye contact and tacit understanding. If you talk too much, it seems very disgusting. But now I regret it. I regret not saying more to Zhiwei. Now if I want to say it, I can only stand in front of the heavy rain. Down, whispering softly.
"...Brother, Yuzhai has been taken down. Awei and Yier are both dead. Kunli has also fucking ran away. There are no opponents in Yuzhai. They now call me Mr. Xiangnan and General." , I gave him a look, and they were in awe and scared. Tang Botu said that I was the godfather, with resources, status, and face... But I really wanted to tell him, I would do it again, I don’t want to Rebellion, I want you to live, I want to go home with you... But now you can't leave, no matter how fucking brilliant I am, what can I do, even if I build a golden tomb for you, you can't be with me I'm a braggart when I'm drinking...the word "friend" is extremely precious..."
I wiped my nose and poured a bottle of white wine down the stream.
"Brother, I've given you money. You don't have to take any more risks down there. We play mahjong with Lord Yan every day. If you make a fool of yourself, it's a fucking 100 million, and it's gone."
I stood in the rain, grabbed a handful of banknotes, and threw them into the sky with a clatter. The burning paper danced in the air, and the smoke slowly flew...
Today, Zhiwei is really gone from my heart.
Kun Li fell down.
How many innocent souls are wandering under this rain stronghold, and how many bones will be buried on the day of success.
PS: The final chapter of this volume begins, and a new journey begins.