Masan'er had been watching the movements of the car, and as soon as Xu Yun came back, he would immediately report to Xu Yun exactly what he had just seen.
Xu Yun chuckled, this is really interesting. The bald head looked like a stubborn one, and he walked to the highway ramp with his head sullen. There was no ambiguity at all. Where did he look like he was running to? That's enough.
Stunned, what a fierce person.
Xu Yun gave Ma San'er a look, and Ma San'er understood, so he got out of the car secretly and chased the bald head directly. At this time, several people in the Mercedes-Benz Viana did not care at all because of the mood of their second boss.
Don't dare to pay attention to the bald head. If the bald head leaves, that is his business. No matter how good the relationship is, their own future cannot be ruined because of his departure.
Some things are destined. They are all destined. People's destiny is destined. Which profession you can get along with and which profession you cannot get along with are all determined by God a long time ago. You are not convinced.
No.
These words were brainwashed by the big boss. The only purpose is to make them accept their fate. Even if they die in this industry, it is destined. No one can blame others. This kind of brainwashing method seems a bit silly, but it has to be done.
He said it was really useful, which made many of his subordinates believe in their fate and accept their fate because of these words, feeling that they could only do this thing in their lives.
When the bald Masao was feeling proud of his feat, Ma San'er patted him on the shoulder from behind: "Brother, what's going on? What are you doing by yourself? Go on the highway.
?There is a speed limit on the expressway. Although you can't exceed the speed limit, you can't go too slow. If you go too slow, you can easily get into trouble."
"What do you mean?" The bald head turned around and saw Ma San'er's small eyes, his face was a little ugly: "Didn't my brother say that you were sleeping in the car? Why did you get up to see me off when you saw me leaving?
"
"Brother, that man is not a buddy, he is our boss. Have you ever seen a junior sleeping in the boss's car?" Masan'er said: "I told you clearly that our boss is lying.
you."
The bald man's eyes darkened: "Hey, is this an honest admission? Are you kidding me? Seeing that I was scolded by our boss, are you here to show off in front of me? I'm telling you, don't show off, I don't care.
.And you really think our boss is a fool. He is very smart. I am just testing you. It seems that you are really into something..."
"It's true." Ma San'er chuckled: "But I'll give you two options now. First, go back and report to your boss to see if he believes you. Even if he believes you, you give him
After breaking up once, if he can still use you again, I, Ma San'er, have never been around in society in my life."
After a pause, Ma Saner smiled again: "Look at how many ministers in history who did not give the emperor face could live a long time? Do you think this is the case? Think about what you have done.
Son, is it easy to make your boss angry? There are not many people who can listen to good advice these days. People like you are not suitable for the place you are working in now. Your boss likes people who are flattering. But our boss is different.
Well, what our boss likes is the type like you whose advice is hard to hear. This is why our boss can do so well. Brother, please think more about it. Opportunities are reserved for those who are prepared."
The more the bald man listened, the more confused he became: "Brother, what do you mean? What do you want to encourage me to do?"
Ma Saner's face darkened: "The word "encourage" is not used in such a strong way. I am here to show you a clear path, brother, and you have to live in a good place, don't you think so?"
"What you are saying is that as long as I hang out with you, I will be able to do well, right?" The bald head said, "Hey, hey, keep fooling!"
Ma San'er waved his hand: "I didn't ask you to hang out with me. What are you doing with me? I don't have any ability. I meant you should hang out with our boss!"
The bald head's eyes lit up: "What are you doing? Becoming a local master? Oops, didn't you see that I'm still good at this job? If you really think I can do it, then that's fine. I've never been to the ground before...
...Next time, this life will be considered worthwhile. But let’s agree, I’m just out of curiosity to take a look, and stop after doing it once, and I will never do more. Do you understand what I mean? From now on, I will
I have corrected my evil ways and returned to the right ways. Do you understand what that means?"
"I see your head was really caught in the door!" Ma San'er was a little speechless about this guy: "You really think that we are people who do dirty work. Let me tell you, what we do is suitable for you.
This is what a reformed person does!"
"What do you do?" The bald head smiled disdainfully: "Tell me, let me hear how formal it is. Haha, you guy is quite funny. Just tell the lady at the massage center about their bigness.
Health care is formal! Who can believe it? You can come to them for formal health care. It’s so good to go to the hospital. It’s cheap and safe. If you are paralyzed, you can still save some money.”
"Oh no! I still don't believe you are evil, so I'll let you know clearly! Are you in the antique imitation business?" Masan'er made it clear in a rage, so that you can't believe it!
Force me again!
The smile on the bald head's face could no longer come out now: "You can eat randomly, but you can't talk nonsense. Which of your eyes saw me messing with antiques and copying them... Humph, you tomb robbers are doing the same thing.
No matter how immoral it is, I’m not afraid that my next generation will be born without sex!”
"Don't speak so incompetently." Ma San'er glared: "You think I didn't explain it clearly enough? Then I will explain it to you in detail. Do you dare to say that you were not involved in the matter of the Three Color Tang King?
Humph...what else do you have to say!"
When the bald man heard this, his head was a little big: "You... you are the police..."
"You're pretty much guessing, but we're just a little bit better than the police!" Ma San'er seized the opportunity to brag and certainly wouldn't miss it: "We are Interpol. Have you ever heard of Interpol? Do you know what Interpol is?
?!"
Interpol, that’s so awesome! Baldhead had heard of Interpol in movies, and this time he saw it live, and he was really a little confused: “You didn’t fool me, did you? Interpol... why are you still talking?
It has an accent... doesn’t it have to be an authentic London accent?”
"Interpol can't have a hometown?" Ma San'er rolled his head and said, "I won't give you any more nonsense. I'll give you a chance to redeem yourself and make meritorious service. I'll tell you clearly that I know everything you do.
, I have an insider in your organization! Do you know what an informant is?"
The bald head nodded. He knew the informant. He had watched Nicholas Tse's movies and had an idea of what the first and second informants did. They were similar to undercover agents, except that the undercover agents were civil servants with status and establishment. The informants were nothing. Just in case.
If something goes wrong and the boss hacks him to death, then he will be hacked to death. He may get some pension, but he will never arrange work for his wife and children, and he will not be given any first-class merit.
"If you agree to cooperate with us, we may not judge you and give you some benefits. But if you don't cooperate." Ma Saner chuckled: "Anyway, no one is protecting you now, and you won't cooperate.
, it is of no use to us at all. We will at least sentence you to thirty to fifty years, and we will also arrange you to be put in a prison with a bunch of chrysanthemums, so that you can enjoy the last time of your life."
Damn it! The bald head feels a little embarrassed! If he is going to spend the last days of his life with a group of butt-loving assholes, then he might as well just bang his head to death now!
"If you're interested, come and talk. If you're not, just leave." Masan'er said, "I won't arrest you either, but as long as you leave this service area, you will be tracked and located immediately. If I don't arrest you, someone will of course arrest you.
You, when the time comes, there won’t even be anyone to say good things to you. Do you understand?”
The bald man took a deep breath: "What if you're interested?"
"I'm interested. At least I can give you a lighter punishment. The status of being guilty and doing meritorious service is different." Masan'er said matter-of-factly: "You have meritorious deeds, and you have a strong backbone when it comes to what you say!"
"Then I'll cooperate." It's not that the bald man is uninterested, but he feels that his strength has been exhausted, and the second boss wants to kill him and cut out his tongue. There is no need for him to be in trouble with himself, and he has to protect them! There are only so many things in life.