In the bathroom, Xiaojun squatted on the toilet, making a call on his mobile phone and looking at a business card in his hand.
He tried hard: "Is this Mr. Qin Fengshou, assistant to the chairman of Global Development Group..."
Four Eyes: "Who?"
Xiaojun: "It doesn't matter who you are, the goods you want are now in our hands... um... are you interested in talking..."
Siyan covered the phone and whispered to Director Feng: "Someone said there is something available, and the voice sounds quite young."
Director Feng glanced at the clock tower in his hand and looked at it a little strangely.
The scene changes, and on a large cruise ship, there are several fat women sitting on the boat dyeing their hair. Someone is playing mahjong.
Xiaojun was leaning on the side of the ship and reading the newspaper. His cell phone rang. Feng Donghe and an expert were looking for him all the way.
Soon, on the top of the cruise ship, the expert was looking at the rocks with glasses and glanced at Brother Dao with confusion.
There is a row of sofas for foot baths. Brother Dao is lying on a recliner and reading a newspaper. He enjoys a waitress pinching his feet.
The expert looked up at everyone. Director Feng and others looked at him expectantly.
The expert leaned into Feng Dong's ear and said something.
Four Eyes also came close to listen.
Feng Dong shook his head and stood up, pointing at Siyan's nose with a livid face: "From now on, you should find out about this before you call me!"
Feng Dong strode away angrily, and the expert packed his things and followed.
Si Yan looked a little confused. He picked up the stone and looked at it doubtfully. He turned around and took out ten yuan and threw it to the waitress.
"This is his tip."
He glanced sideways at Brother Dao: "Just tell me you're short of money, and I can tell it's a lie!"
Siyan dropped the stone and turned to leave.
Brother Dao picked up the ten yuan and stood up in shock and anger: "What's going on! What's going on?"
In the corridor of the guest house, Sanbao carried a box of roast duck and walked past dejectedly. He glanced at the bandit's room and wanted to knock on the door but gave up and turned around and went into the toilet.
In the security room, Bao Shihong, whose right hand was wrapped in gauze, kept smoking. His face was haggard, his eyes were red, and he was writing in a notebook with a pen.
The male fairy's voice came: "14:30."
Bao Shihong: "Keep pouring!"
As he spoke, he raised his head and stared at the TV screen, checking the information in the surveillance video.
The male fairy squatted in front of the TV to rewind the tape.
Bao Shihong kept saying: "Stop!"
In the video, there is a freeze-frame shot of Sanbao standing next to the display cabinet and tickling him with a baton.
Sanbao opened the door and leaned on the door frame, looking inside with a tired face and unshaven beard.
Sitting on the bed inside was Bao Shihong, who was checking the monitor. Bao Shihong had his back to the door and did not see Sanbao. The male fairy who was operating the monitor looked up and was stunned, stopping what he was doing. Bao Shihong looked up and stared blankly.
The male fairy was a little impatient, and then followed the male fairy's gaze, turned around, and saw Sambo leaning on the door frame.
Sanbao walked in and closed the door with his heel, walked past the two of them, and put the roast duck on the bedside table. Sanbao turned around and whispered: "Try the roast duck."
Bao Shihong flew into the painting and kicked Sanbao to the ground.
Soon the two were fighting each other. From the floor to the bed, overturning the furniture, the two took a moment to breathe, then rushed over and bumped into each other and continued to fight until they were exhausted and sat down against the wall, glaring at each other.
Shihong crawled over and beat Sanbao feebly, and Sanbao also kicked Bao Shihong feebly!
Bao Shihong cursed: "You fucking want to kill me! You're fucking worthy of me!"
Sambo: "What are you doing! You're fucking crazy! Damn it, damn it!"
The male fairy was so frightened that he jumped on the bed and clung to the wall.
In the bandit's room next door, Brother Dao sat down on the sofa dejectedly, lighting a cigarette with a gloomy face and thinking, and there was a faint sound of fighting next door.
Xiaojun held the fake jadeite in his hand and kept explaining: "...This stone has been clutched in the palm of my hand, and it has never left me. How is it possible? Hey, unless...the grandsons want to deliberately lower the price? Deliberately lying.
Yes? Brother, I’ve been with you for so long. Don’t you know me yet? When did I steal something?…No…when did I steal something from you!”
There was a thud from the other side of the wall. Brother Dao swung a wine bottle and hit the wall next to Xie Xiaomeng. He stood up and walked over, pulling the socks out of Xie Xiaomeng's mouth.
Brother Dao stared at Xie Xiaomeng: "Where did your stone come from?"
Xie Xiaomeng shrank, closed his eyes and shook his head: "I... don't know."
Brother Dao stomped Xie Xiaomeng hard: "Speak quickly!"
Xie Xiaomeng screamed in pain: "Oh! It was taken from the exhibition hall."
Brother Dao squatted down: "Took it out? How did you get it?"
Xie Xiaomeng: "I bought a fake first, saying I wanted to take pictures of the jade, so I took the opportunity to exchange it."
Brother Dao was puzzled: "You said you changed it when taking pictures?"
Xie Xiaomeng flinched: "Then...the director of the factory is my dad..."
Brother Dao nodded: "That means you gave the real jade to Jingjing, and then we used your real jade to go back and exchange it for the fake one?"
Xie Xiaomeng nodded.
Brother Dao slowly stood up, closed his eyes in pain, and hit his head with his fist: "You spent a lot of money picking up girls, but you still say it's a fucking lie!"
Xie Xiaomeng was helpless: "I... what I said is true, but you hit me..."
Brother Dao: "Shall I beat you? I'll beat you to death!!"
He suddenly became furious and kicked Xie Xiaomeng in the face: "I fucked your mother, you slept with my woman and gave me a stone in exchange for it! I fucked your mother!"
Xiao Jun quickly said: "...Boss, it's useless if you hit him. How about we change him back?"
Brother Dao stopped and nodded: "Exchange it back! You must exchange it back! Call your father, and within 10 hours, I will exchange him with jade. Otherwise, I will fucking kill you, kill you!"
Xiaojun suddenly became anxious: "Brother, have we never done this business? This is kidnapping! We are not professional."
Brother Dao's eyes turned red: "Professional? I'll tell you what professionalism is!"
After saying that, he turned around and continued to beat Xie Xiaomeng: "I'm not professional, not professional! I'll let you see if I'm professional..."
Xiaojun looked at the fake jade in his hand and threw it into the trash can.
In the security room next door, Bao Shihong and Sanbao were disheveled and slumped by the bed completely. The male immortal squatted in the corner in shock, squeezed through the mess, and carefully straightened the TV. The TV screen was still playing surveillance.
Video.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Bao Shihong, with a bloody face, took a deep breath, found a box of cigarettes from the ground, pulled out one, lit it, and took a deep puff of the cigarette.
Beginning: "Just come back...take it out."
Sanbao took out a pull ring and threw it on Bao Shihong.
Sanbao picked up the white sheet and wiped his face, then vomited a few mouthfuls of bloody phlegm: "Damn...fuck! I spent a thousand travel expenses in vain."
Bao Shihong picked up the ring from his clothes and stared at it. After a while, he grabbed his hair with his other hand and was dumbfounded for a moment. Then he suddenly got up and rushed towards Sambo again.
Bao Shihong grabbed Sanbao's collar and shouted: "Jade! Jade! What I want is jade!"
Sanbao struggled and said in surprise: "Let go! What jade? What are you talking about? The jade is lost?"
Bao Shihong: "Give it to me."
Sanbao said painfully: "...What, you suspect it's me?"
The male fairy turned around and accidentally saw Xie Xiaomeng taking photos of Jade in the surveillance video.
Bao Shihong and Sanbao were entangled and strangled each other. When they raised their heads, the male fairy was kneeling on the ground and playing a scene repeatedly. He saw the process of Xie Xiaomeng taking pictures of Jadeite appearing in the surveillance video - Bao Shihong turned around to take the equipment, Xie Xiaomeng's hand
There seems to be an action.
Bao Shihong, Sanbao and the male immortal were all stunned. They gradually let go of their hands!
The scene turned around, and two guests in the fishing ground packed up their fishing rods and stood up in a hurry with sullen expressions. Director Feng also put away his fishing rods.
Director Feng: "Lao Liang, just wait..."
Guest A turned around: "Feng Hai, let me tell you, our funds were in place two months ago, and so far I haven't even seen a single brick. Next time I come, if you still show us those shabby bricks of yours,
Drawings, I will freeze your funds immediately!"
Then he whispered: "If this money cannot be laundered, we will all be shot."
Guest A dropped the harsh words and turned to leave. Feng Dong stood there, staring at the guest's back. He sat down again, threw out the thread, and came over with four eyes: "What are those two grandsons so awesome about?
I don’t know much about architecture, but I think the design is pretty good. Let’s ignore them. There are fish, there are fish...” Si looked at the fish float moving.
Director Feng came up without saying a word, and slapped him across the face: "What the hell! The master, master, master you are looking for for me, I still can't get in touch with you! The exhibition will be over tomorrow! The thing is!
It’s all fucked up on your head! Even a broken stone can’t handle it.”
Si Yan held his head and held up his glasses, not daring to avoid being hit. He said with some trembling: "Then... I'll go find him."
Feng Dong kicked his four eyes into the river: "Look for a fart!"
In the factory director's office, the director was leisurely playing with a machete in front of the statue of Guan Gong in the Spring and Autumn Period at night.
Bao Shihong looked haggard in front of him, his eyes full of expectation.
The factory director said slowly: "I'm still looking for him. If you find him and tell me, I will kill him! This bastard can do nothing but cheat money and girls! I haven't seen him for a week.
, die wherever you like!"
The factory director stopped and thrust the sword back into Guan Gong's hand: "What are you doing with him?"
Bao Shihong glanced at Xiao Lizi and nodded sadly: "Kill him!"
Bao Shihong turned and left. The factory director was a little stunned.
Inside the magazine, the editor-in-chief was holding back his face and said, "I...how many times have I told you...we don't have such a photographer here."
Sanbao grabbed the editor-in-chief's tie fiercely. Behind him was a group of panicked and surprised staff. A female staff member quietly picked up her cell phone and prepared to call the police.
In the bandit's room of the guest house, Xiaojun hung up the phone.
Xiaojun scratched his head and asked, "Is something going to happen to Heipi?"
Brother Dao was impatient: "You will die wherever you like!"
Xiaojun: "He won't click on us, right?"
Brother Dao sneered: "Give him the courage!"
He handed the phone to Xie Xiaomeng: "Come on, little brother, call me!"
Xie Xiaomeng trembled as he took the phone and dialed.
The screen switched to the factory director's office. The factory manager was looking at several contracts in front of him. Xiao Lizi behind him was rummaging through the safe. The phone rang, and the factory manager answered it smoothly.
Factory Director: "Hello..."
Xie Xiaomeng said hurriedly: "Dad! Dad! Dad, save me! Save me!"
The factory director turned to Xiao Lizi: "Not these portions."
Xie Xiaomeng cried: "Dad, I was kidnapped..."
The factory director hung up the phone without saying anything. Xiao Lizi took another contract and put it in front of the factory director. The factory director held up his glasses and looked at it carefully.
Xie Xiaomeng held the hung up phone with a crying look on his face, a little at a loss, and looked up at Brother Dao.
Brother Dao came over and said, "Damn it, talk!"
Xie Xiaomeng half cried: "It's broken."
Brother Dao slapped Xie Xiaomeng: "Hit him again!"
Xie Xiaomeng finally cried out, and Brother Dao slapped him again: "Yes, cry out and then hit him again."
At the same time, inside the police station, the old police officer was flipping through the files, and Bao Shihong was sitting at his desk, feeling a little embarrassed.
Old policeman: "Who are you?"
Bao Shihong: "I am his father's colleague."
The old policeman raised his head and looked at Bao Shihong suspiciously: "He is missing. If his father doesn't come to report the case, why are you reporting it? How do you know he is missing?"
Bao Shihong lowered his head and didn't know how to explain: "I..."
Over there, Xie Xiaomeng was forced by Brother Dao to call again, and the phone on the factory director's desk rang again. He was reading a contract with Xiao Lizi.
The factory director nodded: "That's it."
He answered the phone smoothly: "Hello..."
This time it was Brother Dao who spoke: "Hey, you are his father! I'm telling you, your son is in our hands and his life is in danger, so quickly exchange it for the jade, otherwise I..."
The director of the factory said as if he was used to it: "Otherwise, I'll tear it up, so hurry up and tear it up. Thank you."
Saying that, he hung up the phone.
This made Brother Dao confused: "Hey, hey..."
He asked Xiaojun: "Didn't I make it clear?"
The phone rang again immediately.
The factory director answered the phone helplessly: "Hello?"
Old policeman: "Hello, are you Factory Director Xie? I'm from the Huayuan Road Police Station. Someone reported to us that your son Xie Xiaomeng is missing..."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The factory director sneered: "Listen, kid, you don't need to find so many people to act. Uncle, I have crossed more bridges than you have walked!"
After the factory manager finished speaking, he hung up the phone easily.
The old policeman was stunned.
The factory director closed the contract and threw it across the table. Director Feng was sitting on the sofa opposite.
Factory Director: "It says very clearly, there are still ten days."
Director Feng laughed: "Old Xie, I know that your piece of broken stone can be exchanged for money. Let's face it, I won't be short of your two dollars..."
The factory director took a sip of water: "You are greedy for my land. But if I return the money to you, you won't have to sell the land."
Director Feng: "You are a smart person. You gave me the money and you turned around?"
The factory director looked out the window and remained calm. Feng Dong waved his hand, spread out a drawing with his eyes, and then took a building model.
Director Feng pointed to the building model and smiled: "If you cooperate with me, this floor and up will be yours."
The factory director picked up the model and looked at it, then looked at Director Feng and hesitated: "I have more than 200 people here."
Director Feng: "Old brain, you are still an old man. Wolves eat meat, dogs eat shit. Survival of the fittest is the law of nature."
The factory director smiled: "Then you should wait until I sell the stone first?"
Feng Dong's smile froze on his face.
Brother Dao was a little dumbfounded by the old factory director. Facing the old factory director who couldn't get enough oil and salt, he sat slumped and looked at Xie Xiaomeng helplessly.
Xie Xiaomeng grinned and sobbed, leaning against the wall.
Brother Dao couldn't help complaining: "How can there be such a father? Damn it, even if his own son is tied up, he doesn't care! He is worse than a beast! Did your stepmother raise him?"
Then I thought: "Damn it, does he think I really don't dare to vote? Doesn't he just look at others and look down on me?"
