Chapter21-30(c)

Li Nanfang opened his mouth and pointed to himself, asking, "Do you think my teeth are in good condition?"

It has to be said that this guy has a set of good teeth, white and neat, which even made Min Rou envious. She thought he was showing off his good teeth, so she deliberately distorted the fact: "They're almost rotten. They're no better than an eighty-year-old woman's."

"Hehe, Secretary Min, you really have a keen eye," Li Nanfang laughed, "With such good teeth, I'm best suited to eat soft rice."

Min Rou really didn't want to talk to such a shameless man anymore and waved her hand, "Alright, get out of here!"

"Let's make a deal," Li Nanfang said.

"Go ahead," Min Rou replied.

"Lend me some money. I'll pay you back when I get my salary."

"I don't have any money," Min Rou said, but she took out two bills from her small bag and slapped them on the table, "Don't forget to pay me back. If you don't pay on time, there will be interest."

"Really stingy, only two hundred," Li Nanfang took the money, patted it in his hand.

"That's all I have. If you don't want it, forget it!" Min Rou was a bit angry. She only had a thousand yuan in her bag, which was her entire living expense for July. She had just considered lending Li Nanfang two hundred, thinking about how to get by at the end of the month. She didn't expect him to still complain about the amount.

"Even a small mosquito is meat. Don't miss out on it for free," Li Nanfang stretched his neck to look into her bag. Min Rou quickly covered it with her hand, "What are you looking at so greedily? A girl's bag is not something you can just look into."

"I'm only looking at the money. Who cares about your An'erle?" Li Nanfang quickly darted to the door, opened it halfway, and then turned back, saying, "Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you one more thing."

"You're such a nag, just like an old lady," Min Rou's face turned dark, and she impatiently asked, "What else, hurry up and say it!"

"I don't have a driver's license. Is it okay for me to work in the car pool?" Without waiting for Min Rou to say anything, Li Nanfang slammed the door shut. He wasn't lying. He really didn't have a driver's license, but he could guarantee that he could safely fly a plane into the sky. Driving a car would be a piece of cake for him.

"This girl seems to have some financial difficulties. Lending her two hundred yuan is really a big deal for her," Li Nanfang had glanced into her bag when he stretched his neck just now and saw all those miscellaneous items. Whether it was lipstick, mobile phone, or women's necessities, they were all cheap products. Min Rou, as Yue Zitong's secretary, should have a higher salary and benefits than ordinary employees. She was so beautiful and in the prime of her life for beauty. If she had no financial problems, why would she use such cheap things? However, he didn't plan to get involved. From these things, he could see that the seemingly gentle Min Rou had a very strong sense of self-esteem. She was not like some girls who were obsessed with material enjoyment and would do anything for money.

The door to the car pool duty room was made of two glass panels. From the outside, one could see many people gathered around the table inside, holding money in their hands and shouting loudly with red faces and necks. It was obvious that they were gambling.

"This life is really comfortable," Li Nanfang laughed. In his eyes, these drivers were not people, but a flock of fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered, showing off their wealth to him, the hungry wolf. Min Rou had told him that the drivers in the car pool had good salaries and benefits, and they all had connections. The most important thing was that they loved gambling. For Li Nanfang, who had to swallow his pride to borrow two hundred yuan, if he could let them go, the heavens would probably laugh at him for being unambitious.

Chapter 26: A New Driver in the Car Pool

The drivers in the car pool were playing a card game called "Three Cards." Also known as "Tug of War," it is a simple and popular game across the country, suitable for all ages. It requires keen observation and strong psychological quality, making it an essential tool for card sharks to cheat and take advantage of their prey. The drivers were playing with a minimum bet of five yuan and a maximum of two hundred yuan. It was easy to win three to four thousand yuan in the morning if they had good luck, but if they had bad luck and got a good hand, they could lose eight to nine hundred yuan in one round.

"Count me in!" Li Nanfang squeezed into the crowd and slapped a hundred-yuan bill on the table. The current dealer, a man with a small mustache, was beaming with a full face of red, clearly winning. Although he didn't recognize the newly arrived Li Nanfang, no one would drive away someone who was willing to give money. He dealt the cards to Li Nanfang first. There were seven people playing, several onlookers, and one man with a sad face, clearly a loser.

"Next to the dealer speaks. Black two, clear five, black four, clear ten, two hundred cap!" After dealing the cards, the man with the small mustache urged Li Nanfang to speak. Black two, clear five means that if you don't look at the cards, you have to bet twenty yuan. If someone looks at the cards and thinks their hand is worth it, they have to bet at least fifty yuan. Li Nanfang didn't even look at his cards and said, "Black twenty."

"Follow!" The next player immediately followed with twenty yuan. With both black and clear bets, Li Nanfang quickly mixed in with everyone and started shouting. As the saying goes, once you sit at the gambling table, you are no longer a person, and the money on the table is no longer money. When gambling, even close relatives have to settle accounts clearly. Similarly, the money that people usually work hard to earn now seems like it's not their own, and they throw it away like leaves. Before Li Nanfang arrived, the man with the small mustache was definitely the biggest winner, winning six out of ten rounds. After about ten minutes, the stack of money in the man with the small mustache's hand had noticeably thinned, but Li Nanfang, who had only brought a hundred yuan in capital, had his trouser pocket bulging.

"Come on, come on, place your bets," Li Nanfang quickly shuffled the cards while shouting. "Grass, I'm not playing anymore. I'm having a bad hand today!" A security guard wiped the sweat off his forehead and withdrew from the game. The other players also cursed and said they wouldn't play anymore.

"Hey, it's just the two of us now. Are you still playing?" Li Nanfang asked the man with the small mustache.

"Playing, of course I'm playing," the man with the small mustache glared at Li Nanfang and cut the deck of cards, "Just this round."

He started to suspect that Li Nanfang was cheating. Li Nanfang didn't seem to mind and smiled as he dealt the cards, "You speak."

"Winner takes all, bet all your money," the man with the small mustache pushed all his money onto the table, which looked like about two thousand yuan. Li Nanfang was taken aback, "Buddy, didn't we say the cap was two hundred? This doesn't follow the rules."

"Then I'm not playing. I don't like playing with someone who doesn't follow the rules," Li Nanfang pretended to be a little intimidated and thought for a moment, taking out his money and throwing it all on the table.

"You go first," the man with the small mustache had learned his lesson and let Li Nanfang show his cards first. Li Nanfang didn't waste any time and flipped over his cards - a lousy hand, the biggest card being an eight of hearts. The onlookers immediately let out a整齐的嘘声, looking triumphant and gloating. People are like this, always hoping that the winner will lose everything as long as they themselves are not the winners. The man with the small mustache also laughed, thinking that he had finally turned the tide. He just needed one card bigger than eight, and Li Nanfang's money would be his. He started to flip his cards slowly, enjoying the taste of victory. The first card was a seven of clubs, not bad, but when the second card was a four of hearts, the man with the small mustache's hand started to tremble, and he dared not flip the last card.

"Zhang Ban, hurry up and flip the card. It's driving people crazy," someone in the crowd couldn't wait and urged the man with the small mustache to flip the card. The man with the small mustache glared at him and suddenly flipped the last card - a six of diamonds. Three cards, three different suits, the highest point being seven, and none of them could beat an eight. Even louder boos rang out: "Damn it, is this possible?"

"Phew - I'll take that, really, I'll take that," Li Nanfang breathed a sigh of relief, politely reached for the money, and said, "I'll treat everyone to lunch today. Don't be polite, whoever is polite doesn't respect me."

"Wait!" The man with the small mustache shouted, grabbing Li Nanfang's wrist.

"What do you mean, friend?" Li Nanfang looked up, puzzled.

"You're cheating!" The man with the small mustache glared at him, gritting his teeth.

"You're saying that, but did you see me cheating?" Li Nanfang's smile faded, "What do you really want?"

"What do you mean? You saw me cheating?" Xiao Huizi asked with a puzzled look on his face.

"Brother, that's not a nice thing to say," Li Nanfang said with a cold smile. "Did you actually see me cheating?"

Xiao Huizi couldn't see any evidence of Li Nanfang cheating, but he insisted that he was. Li Nanfang asked coldly, "What do you really want?"

"What do you mean?" Xiao Huizi was taken aback.

"Put our money down, take your hundred yuan, and I'll pretend this never happened!" Xiao Huizi started to act tough, but he was met with approval from the others.

"Idiot," Li Nanfang sneered. "You can't see that I didn't cheat?"

Xiao Huizi was furious and reached for Li Nanfang's collar, but before he could touch it, he felt like his jaw had been hit by a sledgehammer. His head snapped back and he fell onto the chair behind him with a loud bang.

"Damn it, you dare to hit me?" Xiao Huizi screamed. "Come on, everyone, beat him up and take the money! I don't want my share!"

He said he didn't want his share, but no one believed him. However, his last words were very persuasive. The drivers, who were already envious of Li Nanfang's winnings, looked at each other and then shouted as they charged at him with their fists raised.

Li Nanfang despised people who couldn't handle losing. Who let you not cheat? Plus, he was still angry from last night when he was beaten up by Brother Hu and his gang. Now that someone was offering to be his punching bag, he was more than happy to oblige and wouldn't hold back.

He fought fiercely, truly living up to the saying "punching the elderly in the northern mountains and kicking the children in the southern kindergarten." In the blink of an eye, he had taken down more than ten people. Finally, he stood on a chair, tore open his shirt with a loud rip, revealing a full body of blue tattoos. It was a standard left dragon, right tiger, and a naked woman in the middle. These tattoos were all made with tattoo paper, and combined with his shaved head, they made him look like a dangerous criminal.

After all, what kind of prisoner doesn't have tattoos? Li Nanfang patted the naked woman tattoo on his chest and sneered, "Damn it, who still wants to fight? I'll entertain you to the end. If you want to play tough with me, you're still too young."

"Who are you?" Xiao Huizi, with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, finally remembered to ask Li Nanfang's identity.

"Li Nanfang, from the Li family, the southern part of the flying south," Li Nanfang proudly announced his name. He then began to count his money, kissing each new bill as he did so, his eyes shining as if he were seeing an old lover he hadn't seen in eighty years.

This was a windfall. He had won a good four or five thousand yuan. They say gambling is the best way to get rich, and it seems to be true. Li Nanfang had earned tens of millions of yuan in his life, but all that money was in the old man's hands, supposedly to save for his future wife. This time, the old man had given him thirty thousand yuan when he came to Qingshan City, but it was taken away yesterday, leaving him penniless.

Xiao Huizi, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at Li Nanfang in disbelief. "What? You're the new driver in the car pool?"

The other drivers were also stunned: "Damn it, is this guy really the new driver? Not only did he win our money, but he also beat us up. Is he trying to get himself fired?"

Li Nanfang quickly counted his money: "Yes, I'm the new driver in the car pool - five thousand one hundred and eighty yuan. It's a lucky number."

If counting money could be considered a sport, it would definitely be Li Nanfang's favorite. Even though he had earned tens of millions of yuan, all that money was in the old man's hands, supposedly to save for his future wife. This time, the old man had given him thirty thousand yuan when he came to Qingshan City, but it was taken away yesterday, leaving him penniless.

Xiao Huizi, with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, looked at Li Nanfang in disbelief. "What? You're the new driver in the car pool?"

The other drivers were also stunned: "Damn it, is this guy really the new driver? Not only did he win our money, but he also beat us up. Is he trying to get himself fired?"

Li Nanfang quickly counted his money: "Yes, I'm the new driver in the car pool - five thousand one hundred and eighty yuan. It's a lucky number."

People are like this. Once they realize that someone who seems very impressive is actually their subordinate, even if they have just been beaten up, they will immediately become spirited and shout: "Grass, do you know who I am?" Li Nanfang kicked Xiao Huizi, who had just got up, back to the ground and stepped on his chest, sneering, "Damn it, when I said I'm the driver, I didn't mean I'm a little prince. Don't dare to glare and curse one more word, or I'll kick out all your teeth!"

Xiao Huizi immediately wilted. When his "official status" couldn't scare off the tough guy, the smartest thing to do was to endure it. After all, there are many ways to strike someone, and not all of them involve fists.

Li Nanfang took back his foot, yawned to the sky, and lay down on the sofa, covering his eyes with his arm and saying, "Everyone stop making a fuss. I'm going to sleep first. Wake me up when it's time to eat."

Everyone looked at each other: Oh, so he is a criminal who has just been released from prison. A person who has been in jail is indeed terrifying. But no matter how arrogant he is, what can he do? Soon he will be fired, right? Didn't Xiao Huizi just call his brother-in-law?

After Xiao Huizi finished calling his brother-in-law, he didn't wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. This was the main evidence of Li Nanfang's violence against him. The other drivers didn't move either. Everyone was staring at the phone on the table.

In everyone's mind, the phone would ring as expected soon, and the leader in charge of logistics would summon Li Nanfang to his office. Next - naturally, he would be told to leave. Although they lost four or five thousand yuan to him, as long as he could get him fired, it would be worth it. After all, they were all good citizens. How could they mix with a person who had just been released from prison?

Ding-dong, the phone rang as expected. Xiao Huizi grabbed it and put it to his ear, "I'm Xiao Huizi from the car pool, brother-in-law - what, what?"

"Can't you understand what I'm saying?" Qi Vice President scolded on the other end, then softened his tone, "Xiao Huizi, just endure it. In the future, stay away from him. He's related to Secretary Min."

Min Rou's official position in Kaifeng Group was far from that of Qi Vice President, but she was the confidante of Boss Yue. As the saying goes, "Even the prime minister's gatekeeper is a seventh-rank official." To offend the favorite of Boss Yue for the sake of his brother-in-law would be foolish.

The brother-in-law couldn't afford to offend Secretary Min. Hearing this, everyone guessed that this newly released prisoner must have some background. He wasn't someone Qi Vice President could provoke.

Looking at the sleeping Li Nanfang again, everyone's eyes showed a bit of awe: A person with a background who has been in jail is the most terrifying.

Li Nanfang had a bad dream last night and was really tired. Lying on the sofa felt more comfortable than sleeping in a hotel. When he was woken up by the growling of his stomach, it was already dark. The car pool duty room was empty, with only the sound of the air conditioner's hissing clearly audible.