"How could I know!" Qiangzi scratched his head and pointed his fingers: "You, you, you, and you, look around!"
The four big men started looking for each other along the same route, but Qiangzi was sitting here alone... He was a foreman after all, and a person with status, how could he do such a humiliating thing?
"Damn it, what a lousy place, you can't even see Xiaobu... I'm so thirsty."
Suddenly I heard something... It should be the sound produced by the vibration mode of the mobile phone. Qiangzi searched for it in the car, and then found a mobile phone under the car seat.
The caller ID said 'Zihao'.
"That woman threw it here?" Long Qiang shook his head and picked it up casually.
"Xia Man! Xia Man, are you there, Xia Man! Xia Man!!"
"Wait a minute, what's your name? I'm not Xia Man." Long Qiang picked his nose, "Who are you?"
"You...who are you?" The voice on the other end of the phone was very urgent: "I tell you, you can do whatever you want! But you must not hurt Xia Man! Otherwise I will fight with you!!"
"What are you talking about?" Qiangzi was stunned, "I hurt her or something, how about she hurt me? Damn it, my labor and management are all bloody! Oh, I understand, you are her man, right?
?”
"Yes, I am her boyfriend." Zhou Zihao said solemnly: "If you have any problem, just come to me. Bullying a woman is nothing!"
"What you're talking about is nothing!" Qiangzi snorted coldly: "I'm telling you, if you don't compensate me for the soup and medicine, I...I will bite off your woman's ear! Girl! The labor and management came out in the year
When I was messing around, who didn’t know me, Brother Cifengshan Qiang!”
"Okay! Whatever you want, just say it! Don't be impulsive! Just make a price!" Zhou Zihao said in horror.
"Wait a minute..." Qiangzi also remembered his own phone call at this moment.
After he covered Tao Xiaman's phone, he picked up his own phone, "Hey, Wu Tiaozi, I asked you to bring some gasoline over, but we haven't seen you yet?"
"Foreman, Boss Wang asked us to pull some cement. He is in a hurry. Can you wait?"
"Holy crap! How long will it last?"
"There's nothing we can do. There's not enough cement at the construction site, and you don't know that the people from the construction team have been urging us!"
"Okay, okay, I'll think of a way! That's it!" Qiangzi frowned, turned off his phone with a look of dismay, and then picked up another phone, "Hey, what, what else?
Are you there?"
"I'm here, I'm here, you say it, you say it!"
"That's it!" Qiangzi said casually: "Go and get a gasoline barrel, fill it and bring it to me. The location is... Oh, on the main road from Outer Ring Road towards Chaoyun Prison, right on the road, you can see it along the way.
It’s my turn!”
"Okay, okay, I understand. When will you send it over?" Zhou Zihao then said quickly.
Qiangzi looked at the rearview mirror of the van and plucked his nose hair and said: "Do you still need to ask? Of course it is now, send it over immediately! I don't want to continue to be a fool! I tell you, before dark, you
If you can’t deliver it, I will...I want you to look good! I want your woman to look good!"
"Okay, just before it gets dark! But... but how much do you say it is filled with?"
"How much? Just fill it up, how much more is there? Are you an idiot!"
"But... what I'm asking is, how much money did you just say..."
"The cost of the soup and medicine, I really forgot about it if you didn't mention it." Qiangzi rubbed his ears, shook his head and said, "Forget it, just give me a thousand or a few hundred with you."
"Then...is it a thousand, or a few hundred...how much is a few hundred?"
"Well... eight hundred, good intentions!" Qiangzi was too lazy to continue nagging, "That's it, you send the things over! Hurry up! I can wait, but my brothers can't wait!"
beep!
After turning off the phone, Long Qiang touched his ear and muttered: "Isn't the eight hundred yuan for medical expenses a bit low? Oh no, I don't care, let me take a moment..."
…
Zhou Zihao firmly grasped the phone in his hand, and then hurriedly rushed into Private Lin's office.
"Mr. Zhou, our people are almost at Long Qiang's home. We will notify you as soon as there is any news. You are just asking now because you are in a hurry. Calm down."
"That's not it! Officer Lin, I just called the kidnapper!"
"Tell me about it!" Private Lin suddenly became serious.
Zhou Zihao nodded and said solemnly: "Officer, they said that they are on the road to Chaoyun Prison now. You can see it as long as you go all the way. Also, the ransom they asked for was eight million, but it was strange.
It needs to be packed in gasoline barrels."
"Highway deal? Eight million?" Private Lin was stunned, "What on earth do these kidnappers want? Do they want to drive away immediately after taking the money? But isn't the highway too stupid?
"
"Officer, now we are not thinking about whether the other party is stupid or not, but whether my fiancée's life is safe?" Zhou Zihao said solemnly: "The gangster said he saw blood, and said that if he doesn't pay, he will be killed
My fiancée’s ear was bitten off!”
"Bite?" Lin Feng nodded: "Hmm... It seems that these guys must have potential violent tendencies... By the way, Mr. Zhou, do they know you called the police?"
"Probably...probably don't know." Zhou Zihao tried to think back: "He didn't ask, so I didn't tell."
"Mr. Zhou, do the kidnappers require you to deliver the ransom in person?"
"Probably, he asked me to send it directly." Zhou Zihao nodded.
Private Lin walked back and forth in the office, "Don't be anxious first. The bandit leader made such a request so blatantly that he was probably fully prepared. We have to take a long-term approach and there will be no chaos at this time."
Zhou Zihao frowned and said, "I don't care how you discuss it, I have to go to the bank now."
"Mr. Zhou, our police reject this kind of behavior. It will only encourage crime! We must not condone this group of kidnappers!"
"That's your business! But I only have one fiancée! I can make money back if I don't have the money, but my lover is gone, can you stay with me?!" Zhou Zihao glared at Lin Feng, regardless of what he continued to say.
What, I turned around and made a phone call.
"Hey, Stehe? Do me a favor, eight million in cash, yes, I want it right away..."
…
…
Finally, Lao Feng stopped.
It wasn't because he needed to take a sip of water, but he just stopped and breathed a sigh of relief.
There was a satisfied smile on the old man's face.
"Has it been completed?" Luo Qiu's voice sounded from behind Lao Feng.
During this time, Lao Feng has become accustomed to having this boss by his side.
He would listen to him tell some stories from the past and never seemed to get tired of them.
This boss never asks too many questions. He just listens and seems to be very satisfied.
As for Lao Feng, this kind of talk did not delay his construction period, but made his work less boring, as if with the company of this boss, his hands and feet naturally became more agile.
What makes Lao Feng feel amazing is that even when he was young, he never seemed to be so nimble.
"It's not officially finished yet."
Lao Feng smiled: "There are still a lot of details that need to be sorted out. In addition, we need to try on the clothes and make adjustments. This part also requires a lot of effort."
"It's already very simple. It can be done like this in such a short time." Luo Qiu bent down slightly, looked at the coat hanging on the page, and suddenly said: "Old man, can I touch and see?"
"Ah?" Lao Feng was stunned for a moment, and then said generously: "It doesn't matter, just touch it if you feel like it."
Every stitch and thread here is embroidered with every moment of time, embodying all the love a father has for his daughter.
Every thread, every stitch...the pattern they weave together contains a beauty that no one can see.
As his fingers slowly passed over the lines of needlework, the club owner closed his eyes.
Everything he touched was so full.
"Old man, this is one of the few things that I have encountered so far that can be truly called a treasure." Luo Qiu reluctantly retracted his finger.
Old Feng showed a smile. For him, this wedding dress is also one of his creations.
Any craftsman would be happy to be praised for his work.
"You know?" Lao Feng raised his skirt gently, "I really want to let Xia Man give it a try right away."
"You can try her."
Luo Qiu took out his phone and said, "Use this to make a call. You don't have to go to the street to find a phone number. Don't worry, it will only display an unfamiliar number on the other side, and no one will be able to find out the source."
Lao Feng answered the phone in surprise... If someone else said this, he would probably just think it was bragging. But if it was the mysterious boss in front of him, he would naturally believe it.
"Hello, Mr. Zhou."
"You... who are you? How about Xia Man? Is it you? I have prepared the ransom and I am on the way! Don't hurt her!"
Old Feng's expression suddenly changed: "Wait a minute, I'm Master Zhou, the Master Zhou who made your wedding dress. Did you misunderstand something? What harm did you just say? On the way?"
"Master Zhou? It turns out it's you...I'm sorry, I'm too nervous."
"What ransom?"
"No, it's nothing. Master Zhou, I'm not free now. I'll call you when I'm free."
"Hey Hey hey……"
Old Feng hurriedly continued to dial the number, but the other party immediately hung up the phone. This made Old Feng anxious. He subconsciously looked at the mysterious boss next to him, and said with a pale face: "I...my daughter
What happened?"
Luo Qiu waved his hand and turned his back.
Under the mask, he slowly closed his eyes and frowned slightly.
Not long after, Luo Qiu turned around and heard him say in an apologetic voice: "Old man, I think I know where your daughter is. At the same time, allow me to say sorry first... because I gave birth to something.
It’s something that surprised me too.”
"What? Did you do this to my daughter..." Lao Feng's eyes suddenly became sharp.
Luo Qiu shook his head and said: "No, Miss Xia Man is not in any danger now, but she should have been a little frightened. Old man, don't worry, I will help you find her for free..." (To be continued.)