Chapter 1693: Dog bites dog, a mouthful of hair (4 more)
Feng Sanpao made a deal and not only received a generous commission, but also made an additional one hundred thousand US dollars. This was a complete windfall for him.
A man will not be rich without windfall, and a horse will not be fat without night grass.
For him, there are only two pursuits in this life, one is women and the other is money.
In fact, he is like many men. Aren't these two things what many men pursue throughout their lives?
After making money, he was in a good mood and naturally wanted to celebrate.
He gave the guy $10,000 as a reward.
The latter is considered his confidant. He can make money, but he still has to support people. He is not the kind of person who feeds himself while leaving his brothers hungry.
Of course, it's still for money.
This kind of thing is illegal in the first place. If the boss knew about it, he would be in trouble, so he had to bribe the clerk.
He has always done this. If there are benefits, he must share some of them. This is what he is proud of.
Over the years, he has been working smoothly and is highly appreciated by his boss.
The boss said this time that next year, he plans to send him to a larger place to take charge of more business. By then, he will make more money.
Returning from the dock, he faintly heard gunshots in the car.
In his opinion, Wenhua is dead.
This batch of goods is regarded as a favor to the Jinlong Gang, and as for Wenhua and others, it is an additional gift.
He is not afraid of suspicion if there is no proof.
Besides, ordinary people would never suspect him of such a violation of business rules.
After returning home, he immediately went to a nightclub in the town.
The town is not big, and the gap between rich and poor is huge, but the necessary entertainment facilities are still there.
This is a river and lake, a small town with hidden dragons and crouching tigers, three religions and nine streams, and a mixed bag. In fact, in a place like this, the nightclub business must be very good.
The owner of the nightclub has been doing this kind of business for many years. He has raised a group of people and bought some young and beautiful women from various places to make money for him.
A large part of them comes from Myanmar itself.
The local area is very poor, and many women from poor families have to go out to make money, and the seed skin and meat business is the fastest and most profitable way.
The boss is a very capable person. He can always pick out some particularly outstanding women, and not all of them are sent out to make money. He knows who they are and what they are matched with. He knows how to do business. He always raises so many women.
He would treat him as his treasure, train him, and even send him abroad to receive more advanced training. After he came back, his worth would skyrocket.
There are many poor people in the town, but the people who really come here to have fun are mostly the kind who tie their lives to their belts. They kill people for money, so naturally they have money, because they don't know if they will die tomorrow, so they enjoy themselves in the moment.
As a result, the boss made huge profits.
That's too far.
Feng Sanpao is not a desperado, but this is what he likes.
He is also rich, so he is a VIP guest in this nightclub.
Tonight, the boss arranged for him a seventeen-year-old woman who can speak Mandarin, English, and the local dialect.
However, she is not a local, but a Ocean horse from Europe.
With a hot and tall figure, Feng Sanpao had a lot of fun playing with her.
From around ten o'clock in the evening until three o'clock in the middle of the night, he took medicine and was very happy.
After the battle, he was sleeping comfortably with the foreign girl in his arms, with a lewd yet satisfied smile on his face.
But at this time, his cell phone suddenly rang.
The first time, he didn't hear it.
The second time, he still didn't hear it.
It wasn't until the third time it rang that he drowsily picked up the phone without even looking at it. He called it and asked impatiently: "Who is it?"
"Feng Sanpao, you bastard, do you want to die?"
"Holy crap, who the hell are you? You're threatening me, right? I think you just want to die, right?"
Feng Sanpao rolled over and got up, and immediately began to curse.
He couldn't stop scolding him.
The other side kept listening to him scolding quietly without interrupting him.
It wasn't until he got tired of scolding and stopped talking that Haobian asked slowly: "Feng Sanpao, do you know who you are talking to?"
Only then did Feng Sanpao realize that he didn't even look at the other person's name.
He suddenly felt that the voice sounded familiar.
So, he took a look.
Suddenly, Feng Sanpao was so frightened that he almost peed.
Harada-kun?
It turned out to be Mr. Harada from the Golden Dragon Gang.
Feng Sanpao knew that he was in big trouble and quickly apologized: "Oh, it turned out to be Harada-kun. Who did I think he was? I'm so sorry. I didn't even know it was you who called me. It was a misunderstanding just now, it really was a misunderstanding."
"Is a misunderstanding enough? When did I become so easy to talk to?"
There was a chill in Harada-kun's voice, and he seemed to be trying his best to suppress the anger that was about to burst out.
Feng Sanpao frowned and felt a little unhappy.
"Harada-kun, we are all partners, so please don't do this. I sincerely apologize to you again, please forgive me."
He is also suppressing his anger.
Near the town, the Golden Dragon Gang is definitely the largest force. He is not particularly timid, and the boss behind him is not an ordinary person. There are at least a dozen forces in these ten miles and eight towns, controlling almost all the jade mining business.
, but no one dares to break up with the boss. Whenever you do business, you must pay first and don't bargain.
To survive in a place like this, guns are indispensable. Political power comes from the barrel of a gun. There is nothing wrong with this, but if you want to buy a gun, he is definitely the right person to look to.
He is not afraid, but he also does not want to offend Harada-kun.
It's the best thing if everyone can go down the stairs, why bother to quarrel.
Harada-kun took a breath and said, "Okay, I forgive you."
Feng Sanpao was stunned.
Forgive so easily?
There was a sarcastic smile on his face.
Sure enough, I still hate the boss.
However, the next moment, Harada-kun's words startled him into a cold sweat and left him a little confused.
"I don't have to argue with you about this matter, but something happened to a dozen of my capable men at the dock. You have to give me an explanation!"
"What happened to them?" Feng Sanpao asked in surprise.
Harada-kun's voice was gloomy: "You took my money and sold us again. If you don't return my men intact, Feng Sanpao, I guarantee you, you will be in big trouble and you will die."
Already."
"What did you say? I sold you guys?" Feng Sanpao was anxious: "Harada-kun, don't you know what kind of person I, Feng Sanpao, am? How could I do such a thing?"
"Of course I understand you. You are just a profit-seeking, money-minded, unprincipled bastard. Otherwise, how could you possibly sell us the place and time to pick up the goods? Humph!"
Feng Sanpao blushed and became a little annoyed, saying: "Harada-kun, I have never done this, so please don't blame me. Who knows how they did it? This matter has nothing to do with me."
, you'd better keep your mouth clean and don't threaten me, if something happens to me, my boss won't let you go, hum!"