Liang Fei was too lazy to talk to the fat man about how to enjoy life. After looking around for a few times, he asked strangely: "Where is the friend you mentioned who was fighting?"
"Boss, this is an illegal business. How can my buddies walk around with treasures?"
The fat man glanced at Liang Fei, and then said rather mysteriously: "Boss, the store is not safe. Of course they will not pick up the goods from me here. Naturally, they chose a place they think is safe."
"Where?"
Liang Fei thought about it and felt that what he said made sense. After all, stealing from a dead person was also stealing. Naturally, the group of tomb robbers would not dare to blatantly come to the door to sell things.
"Let's go, boss, I'll drive you there!"
Fatty said an address, then closed the store door, drove his broken van, and took Liang Fei to the destination.
Arriving at the place where they were meeting, Liang Fei couldn't help but feel happy. It turned out that the hotel where the tomb robber arranged to meet the fat man was also owned by Yang Jingtian.
However, this hotel is of a lower grade than the Haiyatt Hotel, and Yang Jingtian doesn't come here very often.
As soon as the fat man arrived at the door of the hotel, he received a call from the tomb robber's friend. After learning the specific box, he went straight there.
When they entered the box, they saw a man wearing a black leather jacket and a peaked cap on his head, and a tall, thin man with a vulgar face, sitting in the box waiting.
"You damn fat man, why did you come now and make us wait for so long? Are you not sincere in doing this? If you don't want to do it, tell me earlier. I have many ways to sell goods!"
As soon as Liang Fei and the fat man showed up, they saw the tall and thin man's face stern, and he started to scold the fat man in a dark voice.
"Misunderstanding, brother, there's a huge traffic jam on the road, and I'm in a hurry too!"
In the business of reselling antiques, Fatty could only be regarded as a small fish. How could he dare to offend such a big customer? He could only greet him with a complacent smile while handing him cigarettes.
"Hey, why didn't Brother Crow come?"
The fat man glanced around and found that there were only two people coming. Moreover, he also recognized the black leather jacket. His nickname was Rooster, so he could only be regarded as a minor figure in this tomb robbing group.
But this time he had clearly made an appointment with Crow, the eldest brother of this group of tomb robbers, to come, but he didn't expect that Crow didn't come.
"Fat man, who do you think you are? Brother Crow said that he doesn't even want to play with you because of your small business."
The rooster glanced at the fat man and said angrily: "Brother Crow is going to see a big customer today. If you let me come, I'll give you a lot of face."
Damn, the world is really cold! The business is so small that even the tomb robbers look down on the fat man!
The arrogance of the rooster made the fat man quite angry. Although he was full of curses in his heart, he still didn't dare to offend these two guys, so he had to swallow a sigh of relief and kept saying yes.
"This...hehe, Brother Rooster, you are right. By the way, I don't know what good stuff you have brought this time. Can you open my eyes to me first?"
The fat man secretly greeted all the eighteen generations of Rooster's ancestors, but on the surface he still said with a smile.
"You've got to open your eyes, you damn fat man. You've left me and Chicken Master waiting here for a long time, and we're already so hungry that our backs are so hungry. What are you looking at? Arrange food first!"
Before Rooster could say anything, his tall and thin brother started shouting at the fat man at the top of his lungs.
"Yes, yes, let's eat first, chat while eating, chat while eating!"
The fat man had no choice but to say with a shy face. He was about to call the waiter to come in and order, but saw the tall and thin man glanced at him disdainfully and said, "We have already ordered, and we have to wait for you to order."
, I’m afraid Brother Ji and I will starve to death, so just let them serve the food.”
"Already ordered? Uh, okay, okay..."
The fat man was stunned when he heard this, and suddenly felt a little overwhelmed in his mind.
According to this transaction routine, I have requests from suppliers like them, so I should treat them myself. Why did the two of them order first? Could it be that they wanted to take the initiative to treat guests?
If this is the case, then the little grievance I suffered just now is somewhat worth it.
"Fat man, don't think too much about beauty first."
The fat man was thinking proudly to himself, but he didn't want the tall and thin man to look at him again and said angrily: "We order first, but that doesn't mean we have to pay the bill. You still have to treat us to the dinner today!"
"Well……"
The fat man's wishful thinking was immediately shattered by this sentence. He was stunned for a long time before he nodded dejectedly and said yes with a sad face.
"Ha ha……"
Seeing the fat man's depressed expression, Liang Fei couldn't help but laugh out loud.
On the way here just now, the fat man was bragging a lot, saying how close his relationship with this group of tomb robbers was. His expression was as if he himself had become the boss of the tomb robber group.
Now, the rooster and the lanky guy slapped the fat guy's face hard, but he just couldn't get out of his head.
As soon as Liang Fei laughed, the fat man didn't know where to put his shameless face, so he had to make an excuse and go out to let the waiter serve the food, lowering his head to avoid Liang Fei's gaze.
"I don't know which faction of the inauspicious gang you two belong to?"
Seeing that the fat man was gone, Liang Fei was bored, so he took the rooster and the tall and thin man and started shooting.
Although Liang Fei didn't know much about the tomb robbing business, he had read from the novel that there were four factions in the tomb robbing business: "touching for gold, making mounds, moving mountains, and protecting mountains". Anyway, he had nothing to do now, so he simply
He asked the two of them.
"What faction?"
The rooster and the tall and thin man couldn't help being stunned when they heard this. They looked at each other for a while, and then they heard a scornful smile in the rooster's eyes and said: "Boy, I think you must be on the higher side. Just rob the tomb, so what's the difference?"
Factions are not going to fight!"
The two of them didn't take Liang Fei seriously from the beginning, thinking that since he came with Fatty, he must also be hanging silk.
Regarding the question raised by Liang Fei, Rooster also looked indifferent, rolled his eyes and said: "Let me tell you, even if there is a faction, Brother Crow is our own faction, so I know to follow Brother Crow."
If you dig graves, you will have food to eat and make money, so why bother with so much?"
I went, I asked if it was good to rob graves? But this guy is digging graves all the time...
When Liang Fei heard this and looked at the expression on Rooster's face when he spoke, he knew that this guy was obviously not a master tomb robber. Since he was a big parallel importer, the crow behind him didn't look like a serious tomb robber either.
Liang Fei thought a lot about this. He even thought that since this group of people were not competent tomb robbers, how could they possibly steal truly valuable antiquities...