Chapter 100 The Grading Boy Appears

Inside the barracks office building.

When the crowd was preparing to leave, Lao Ma suddenly yelled: "You can't go out like this."

Qin Yu turned back after hearing the sound.

"The kid surnamed Xing went out first. He didn't dare to enter the camp to make trouble, but he would definitely make people stare." Lao Ma explained softly, "We have to hide."

"Yes." The old cat immediately nod.

...

In the car.

Xing Zihao dialed Pete's phone with a gloomy look, and said politely: "Sir,

please do n't tell my father what happened last night." "How, I hope you can understand that Longxing Company belongs to everyone, and It's not your father alone." Pete said straightforwardly: "May God bless, in the future, our contacts and efforts can be poured into the company instead of dealing with the hell of drinking and making troubles."

Xing Zihao gritted his teeth. "There will be no next time."

"Your mouth may have been severely injured, and the words are not very clear. Go to the hospital, I hope you will recover soon." Pete dropped a sentence and hung up the phone directly.

Xing Zihao banged the phone on the chair and cursed: "The dead foreigner, he suggested to the old man to let my eldest brother take charge of the equipment replacement... Sooner or later, I will get him to cleanse and leave the company."

Yongdong frowned and watched. After thinking about it for a while, Xing Zihao reminded: "Xing Shao, we shouldn't keep people staring at the camp now, because the other party knows Lin Nianlei, they must have a way to get out. So, we should stare at Wen Tao's side now and continue. Look for Xiaoqu. Ma's second child didn't show up in this matter, I think he might just..."

"Pop!"

Xing Zihao, who had nowhere to vent his anger, turned his head and pulled a mouth on Yongdong's face and shouted: "If you didn't do this kind of thing, could Lao Tzu be beaten by the soldiers? You bunch of trash, What's the use of the company's so many conveniences? It can't handle a small amount of things!"

Yongdong was beaten up, his face flushed, his forehead was blue and he looked at Xing Zihao, clenching his fists.

"What are you looking at? Are you dissatisfied? Am I wrong?" Xing Zihao asked with staring eyes.

Yongdong forcibly restrained his emotions, and responded in a low voice: "Xing Shao, I hope you can understand that cooperation is mutual. If you have a better choice in Songjiang, you won't give us so many conveniences. "

Xing Zihao was taken aback when he heard the sound.

Yongdong looked at the other party's cheek, with countless impulses in his heart, trying to withdraw his mouth, but rationally told him that he could only endure it.

From the last time that Ma Lao Er shot at Yongdong and he was forced to kneel down, it can be seen that this man is a character who has choices and can endure extremely. So after he was silent for a while, he immediately turned off the topic and said: "Xing Shao, you should consider what I said."

"Damn!" Xing Zihao scolded, immediately took out the phone, frowned and dialed a number.

"Hey, Shao Xing."

"Let you do something. There has been no news for a few hours. Do you use my words as fart?" Xing Zihao asked hardly.

"I found it a long time ago, but I called you last night, but I couldn't get through." The other party replied aggrievedly.

"Say, the investigation named Wen Tao didn't find it?" Xing Zihao asked.

"It's clear." After the other party organized a few words, he immediately responded softly: "Wen Tao has no relatives in Fengbei, and he lives away from the MG Carnival..."

...

In the urban area, in a dilapidated tube building built by a relief agency, Wen Tao was sitting on a wooden chair with a cotton-padded coat. He frowned and looked at Xiao Qu and asked, "Well, what are you talking about? You were in Ma's house. Isn't it good to do it?"

Xiaoqu took a sip of food and sipped his wine. "What a good thing, do you know how strict Songjiang's drug control is now? I sell five boxes of drugs a day. When it comes to 100 yuan, if something goes wrong, I will have to stay in it for a few years. Even if one of them is not good, I might be hacked to death on the street by the Yuan family. "

Wen Tao sighed without speaking.

"Brother, even if we want to sell our lives, we still have to earn cost-effective money." Xiaoqu frowned and said again: "I think that there is no future for mixing with the Ma family. They will have to let Yuan Hua get rid of it sooner or later, so I will pay. Why don't you feed yourself with this."

"Yes, now it's hard for me to live, so what morality do I have to tell my boss." Wen Tao nodded.

"Xiao Tao, although we are not the same surname, we are brothers who have experienced major events." Xiaoqu said through Jiu Jin'er: "I won't hide it from you. This time, I have some money with me. Listen to me. Yes, quickly quit the MG job, let's do something else together, and I will pay the cost."

"Quit, I'm pretty good now?" Wen Tao froze for a moment: "As long as I work hard, what do you mean? You can also guarantee the harvest during droughts and floods, and you don't have to worry about eating and drinking."

Xiaoqu was silent for a long while: "I want to shoot upside down, but I can't believe in others. If you think better, just work with me. I have channels and I met in Songjiang. "

Wen Tao fell silent.

"What else do you want? To be a grading boy is always to make money for the boss. If you want to live your own life, you have to do something by yourself." Xiaoqu once again persuaded: "Listen to me and work. Quit, our brothers will make a fortune together."

Wen Tao put down his chopsticks: "How many books do you have, is it enough for this?"

"It's definitely not enough to make a big one, but it must be enough to make it small at first ." "Okay , then do it together." Wen Tao stared. Bead slapped his thigh: "If it really doesn't work, it's a big deal, let's go back together as a grader. The MG manager has a good relationship with me. As long as I want to go back, it's his one-word matter."

"Fuck, I haven't waited yet. Why don't you want to do it?" Xiaoqu said silently: "You have to believe it, we must do it."

"Yes, it must do it, then do it." Wen Tao picked up the glass and said, "I'll be back in a while. Come to MG,say hello to the steward, and get something by the way." Xiaoqu was taken aback: "What are you going to do, call me?"

"My share of this month is still at MG, I must get something." Go back and get it."

"...Don't go back." Xiaoqu was a little worried: "There are many people in Songjiang who know that I have a good relationship with you, I'm afraid that someone over there will find it."

"Don't worry, I will go back and get it. Say hello to me. It won't take an hour before and after." Wen Tao said without caring: "Also, I have people driving to pick me up, they can't catch me."

"You have to be careful, Ma's is now Look for me like you're crazy."

"You are so timid? This is Fengbei. Not to mention that they haven't shown up yet, but they really jumped out. He didn't dare to do anything to me in MG." Wen Tao was holding a wine glass. He greeted: "Come on, do it, I'll go in a while."

...

In the evening, Wen Tao asked a friend of MG to drive to him, wearing a peaked cap, and returning to the venue in a low-key manner.

In the lodging shop opposite MG, when Ma Lao Er was about to contact Qin Yu, his cell phone rang suddenly.

"Hello?"

"I'm playing cards in the court," Liu Zishu whispered, "That Wen Tao is back."