The first thousand one hundred and eighty-seven chapters
Chapter 1187: Selling fellow villagers for profit
Nowadays, the word "sell" is used in the street. Selling people is a very common thing. Zhang Deli has been memorizing the word during this period. A month ago, he was sold by Wu Liang's grandson because of a bad incident. As a result, Zhang Qiyao became angry.
After that, he kicked him out of the door and started his own business with dozens of younger brothers. He had no share in the big venues, and the income from the small venues was very tight. In the past, when he was shaking, he smoked Chinese and drank Guojiao, but now he just wants to save his face.
I still smoke the old brand, but the quantity has changed from three packs a day to one pack every three days.
At this time, Zhang Deli was sitting in a small bar drinking beer. He was waiting for news about Si Mao Tuo and Hook. Yesterday, he took over an errand business through an acquaintance because it involved a kidnapping and the other party was short of manpower.
They found him, and what they wanted for the kidnapping this time was not a ransom, but two bags of raw materials. Anyway, after the incident was completed, there would be a hundred thousand yuan in benefits, which would be enough to nourish the brothers for a long time. Now he is drinking a small drink and waiting for the harvest.
Money, I hope those two boys don't make any mistakes.
Zhang Deli has never felt that time has passed so slowly. He feels like he is waiting in line for a lady. He looks at people coming out one by one with their trousers and belts. He is stunned that it is not his turn. He will be anxious to death if he doesn't hold back.
Finally it was my turn, and the lady left work with her pants in hand.
"Damn it, these two little brats are dead, and collecting some money will make them look like climbing mountains for funerals..." Zhang Deli cursed with red eyes, grabbed the wine bottle, poked it into his mouth, and drank it. Half a bottle of bad beer came out of his throat.
My eyes went straight into my stomach, and I couldn't tell what it felt like.
"Damn it! I've been memorizing words recently. To get this money, I have to find an original girl to stab him with a pole." Zhang Deli was drunk to the point of being drunk, and his words were full of foul language. Fortunately, he is not that good now.
When it was open, there were no customers at all in the small bar. There was only a lazy waiter sitting at the bar and dozing off, letting him scold his mother for drinking.
Zhang Deli was drinking alone, and there were a few listless younger brothers beside him. These people had been with him a long time ago and were considered old members. Unfortunately, he couldn't afford to treat them to a good drink now. No wonder he could only scold his mother.
Nothing more to say.
The sliding door of the small bar was pushed open, and Si Mao Tuo walked in with a hook nailed on his leg. Behind these two people was a young man carrying two travel bags on his shoulders.
people.
Zhang Deli's expression changed immediately when he saw this young man. He looked as if he had seen a ghost. No, that expression was even more exciting than seeing a ghost.
Xu Qing walked straight up to Zhang Deli with a travel bag on his back, tilted his head and looked at him with a half-smile, and whispered: "Man from the Northeast, you are getting more and more shaken now, aren't you?"
Zhang Deli panicked for a while, and hurriedly said with a smiling face: "Master Xu, long time no see, can you just leave me alone? Come on, please take a seat!" It's unlucky for people to have clogging of their teeth when drinking water, so why are those two little guys like this?
Did you provoke this evil star?
Xu Qing took off the travel bag on his shoulder and placed it casually on the sofa. He sat down opposite Zhang Deli with a golden sword, reached out and pulled out the Long Yuan Sword from his waist, and slapped it on the coffee table with a dull sound.
, the tip of the sword was pointed at Zhang Deli's chest.
"If you don't tell secrets, who ordered you to call people to Zishan Village?" Xu Qing stretched out his fingers to flick the hilt of the sword, and pushed the sword tip forward a little. He didn't even raise his head to look at Zhang Deli opposite him.
, this guy is already sweating profusely.
Zhang Deli had already understood that this man was here to answer questions for the purpose of reorganizing the army. He smiled, reached for a bottle of beer, opened it and handed it over, pretending to be calm and said: "It was a fellow countryman who saw me memorizing words recently, so he introduced me."
It's just an errand job, so we are responsible for taking the things and changing hands to earn some hard-earned money."
This guy is indeed an old man from society. He started to simplify things by casually saying that he was just an errand boy, earning hard-earned money. He made it completely clear that a kidnapping and ransom payment had nothing to do with him.
It's like a half-cent relationship.
Xu Qing smiled calmly and said: "You pushed it clean. That fellow of yours kidnapped several senior executives of Tianhong Group and asked them for a batch of jadeite materials as ransom. Unfortunately, Tianhong Jewelry Group is owned by my brother.
Yeah, tell me, what should I do?"
Zhang Deli regrets so much now that he even regrets it in his intestines. He offended such a evil star for a hundred thousand yuan in errand money. It seems that this memorization has not come to an end yet. When he heard Xu Qing's question, he felt like he was in a mess.
, what should I do? Who knows, I really want to find a piece of dried tofu to knock me over.
"Mr. Xu, I really don't know who they kidnapped, and I don't know that you run the Tianhong Group. I am just the little guy who was kicked away. If you deliberately want to crush me to death, just one finger is enough."
, I admit it, alas..." Zhang Deli, a tall and thick man, actually played the tragedy card, and even squeezed out two tears at the end. He looked like a little daughter-in-law who was bullied by an evil mother-in-law, so that
How can a person tolerate it?
Xu Qing grinned and said, "Don't do this with me. I've put that piece of shit aside for now. To be honest, who is playing tricks behind my back?" As he spoke, he reached out to pick up the dagger on the table and put it into its sheath.
Then he took out two red bills from his pocket and slapped them on the table.
Adding candied dates to a stick is what really convinces people. When Zhang Deli saw two red bills, his eyes suddenly lit up and all the tears dried up. Twenty thousand oceans is not much, betraying a friend is enough.
Zhang Deli rolled his eyes and said in a difficult tone: "Master Xu, my fellow countryman is very loyal. I want to ask you something. Don't embarrass him if he says it to you. They are all slaves who work for others. They have been here for a few years."
Kuyao, I will lose my face in this life."
Xu Qing frowned and said, "Tell me, I won't report the crime or anything. I'll keep it as private as possible." Seeing that his goal was achieved, Zhang Deli stopped being pretentious and poured beans out of a bamboo tube and sold his fellow villager completely.
It turned out that the fellow who called this guy a helper was Wei Dongsheng, the manager of the purchasing department of Hanhai Group. However, he was not told in advance who he had kidnapped, so he was entrusted with a task: to use the safest way to obtain the ransom, that is, the two bags of high
Fei Zi, a reward of 100,000 yuan after the incident was completed, so Zhang Deli came up with the plan to have his two most capable men use dogs to collect the ransom. Of course, he had to cooperate with another group of kidnappers to implement the plan smoothly.
The plan that Zhang Deli worked out was completely bankrupt due to Si Mao Tuo's stomachache and the intervention of the blood clan. Now he has invited Master Xu Qingxing to accuse him. This guy is not stupid. He is just for selling at critical times.
As the saying goes, fellow countrymen, if you shoot in the back, no one can escape the word "profit".