June 16, four o'clock in the afternoon, it was overcast and extremely hot and muggy.
No. 77 Quan'an Street, Darfa Commercial Bank, is crowded with people.
"Miss, please give me one million, thank you!" Guo Minsheng, the CEO of Huimin Pharmaceutical Group, who is 1.87 meters tall and weighs 90 kilograms, is accompanied by his personal secretary A Ping and is talking to the bank lobby manager. Handle withdrawals. A Ping's voice was not loud, but the "one million" she said still attracted the attention of everyone in the lobby.
When the bank lobby manager heard A Ping's words, he immediately smiled and guided A Ping and Guo Minsheng into the bank's VIP customer private room to handle a million-dollar withdrawal for Guo Minsheng. Guo Minsheng is an important customer of Dafa Bank. The bank lobby manager does not dare to neglect him for fear of offending Guo Minsheng and affecting the bank's business.
Soon, the money was withdrawn. A Ping picked up the box full of hundred-dollar bills and held the left arm of Guo Minsheng, who came with her to withdraw money. Regardless of what others thought of her, she said with a sweet smile: "Mr. Guo, let's go sing tonight, okay?"
Mr. Guo, nicknamed Guo Laowu, is a well-known rich man in the city and a famous playboy. He is forty-seven years old. He recently divorced his fourth wife and currently lives with his only daughter in the most famous villa area in the city. This time he directly withdrew one million. It seems that there is a need for a large amount of cash.
"Okay, I'll go to your house to sing in the evening..." Guo Minsheng turned his head and glanced at A Ping, and smiled softly: "But you have to... ah - you know."
A Ping raised her face and smiled, a little shyness flashing across her handsome face.
Many people saw this scene, but no one said anything. After all, one more thing is worse than one less thing, not to mention the relationship between A Ping and Guo Minsheng. It seems that many people are accustomed to it and are not surprised.
Most people thought and acted this way, but one person did not miss the opportunity to observe Guo Minsheng. This man was queuing up to handle business, but there were five or six people in front of him, and it would take a while before his turn came. This person's name is Aqiang, and he has lived nearby for some time. Although it cannot be said that many people know him, he is not a pure stranger. At least the security guards at this bank have seen him more than once.
"Old Seven!" Aqiang, who was waiting in line at the bank, suddenly received a call. The voice on the other end of the phone was the voice of the person Aqiang was most familiar with: "Follow me."
Aqiang immediately walked out of the team and strode towards Guo Minsheng and Aping who were about to leave Dafa Bank. He was on the phone while walking, as if he had something urgent to leave, and did not attract the attention of others.
Guo Minsheng and A Ping didn't realize that A Qiang was following them. They got in the car in front of the bank and were just making out. They didn't even think that anyone would follow their car. The one million cash they took out from Darfa Bank was placed directly on the back seat of the car. A Ping, who was driving, and Guo Minsheng, who was busy taking advantage, did not even turn to look at the money-making box.
In addition to being Guo Minsheng's secretary, Aping also served as Guo Minsheng's driver. This was done by many bosses, and there was nothing strange about it. A Ping drove directly to the garden villa area three miles away and parked in front of a three-story villa. Then Guo Minsheng smiled and hugged A Ping and walked in together.
There are several villas near the villa, but they are some distance away, and Guo Minsheng rarely interacts with them, so it seems a bit too quiet here.
Guo Minsheng quickly closed the curtains of the villa, blocking the sight of Aqiang who was watching them with a telescope not far away.
Aqiang slowly put down his binoculars, started his motorcycle, and quickly returned to the lobby of Darfa Commercial Bank. He continued to line up, as if all the urgent matters had been resolved. No one suspected anything, no one even noticed.
The person in front of Aqiang was a serious man wearing sunglasses. This person seemed to be unfamiliar with Aqiang, but Aqiang whispered to him: "Boss, it's done."
This person turned out to be Aqiang's boss, the person who just called Aqiang and asked him to follow Guo Minsheng. Hear him say: "Are they home safe?"
"Yes." Aqiang's words are always very simple, and he is unwilling to talk nonsense.
"Then you go and get ready right away. We'll meet at the same place tonight at eleven o'clock."
"Okay." Aqiang said no more. He waited quietly, then withdrew some money and left the bank calmly. He strolled around the street and rode his motorcycle in large circles several times to make sure no one was following him before returning to his home.
Apart from Aqiang, there is only one bed in this house. Aqiang rented this small room of 20 square meters for 500 yuan. Because it was not necessary, there was nothing in the room except a bed.
Today is an exception, there are guests at home. This is a guest that Aqiang doesn't know, and a guest that Aqiang hates very much - she is a female police officer.
"Are you Lao Qi?" The female police officer spoke first: "My name is Chen Yu, you can call me Officer Chen. Do you know what I want to see you for?"
Aqiang stood at the door, quietly looking at the female police officer who called herself Chen Yu and looked as cold as if Aqiang owed her five million. He didn't want to talk, and he hated talking to the police officer.
"I'm not here to let you watch for free. If you take another look, I'll take you to jail immediately and accuse you of molesting a police officer." Chen Yu's tone was very cold, which made Aqiang feel uncomfortable, but Aqiang still didn't speak. Wait for the female police officer Chen Yu to speak.
"I just want to tell you one thing."
"What's the matter?" Aqiang couldn't help but ask Chen Yu.
"I am responsible for protecting the one million cash that Guo Minsheng just withdrew from Darfa Bank today. Therefore, I hope you will tell your boss not to make any plans for this money, otherwise..." Chen Yu's hand suddenly There was only one more pistol, and the pistol immediately went off. With a bang, she ignored the police discipline and fired directly.
Aqiang didn't move, the bullet just hit the wall behind him. But where the bullet scratched - that is, on the left shoulder of his only suit, there was already an obvious burn mark. This burn mark completely ruined the dress and it will never be worn again.
Chen Yu's marksmanship is very good, very accurate and very fast. Her people were also very quick, and they quickly walked out of Aqiang's house and disappeared without a trace. Chen Yu had said what needed to be said, she had done what needed to be done, and it was time to leave.
Aqiang watched Chen Yu leave without any expression. It seemed that the shot was nothing to him. After a while, Aqiang smiled slowly, stretched out his hand to flick the burn marks on his clothes, walked slowly to the bed, and sat down slowly. There was nothing in the room, but he suddenly wanted to drink water. He felt very thirsty. In an instant, the feeling was evident.
In addition to the dirty and messy quilt, there was a neat stack of banknotes on the bed. This stack of banknotes is a full one hundred thousand yuan, which was given to him after completing the last mission. He never touched them or even glanced at them.
Chen Yu should have seen the money, but she didn't ask any more questions or even mention it.
The money is real, every one of them is real. But in Aqiang's eyes, it was just a pile of paper, a pile of waste paper.
After a person has seen tens of billions of banknotes, he may suddenly no longer think that banknotes are money - they are just waste paper.
Aqiang never said another word, never did one more thing, let alone recalled or thought. He only does what comes to mind and is rarely anxious about the future. Now, he thought about sleeping, and then he fell on the bed...
At 10:59 in the evening, Aqiang woke up on time and happened to see the boss and the fifth. There were originally seven of them, but now, the eldest, the fifth, and Aqiang are the "only" three still alive among all their brothers and sisters, because everyone else has gone in.
The relationship between their brothers and sisters is good, and they have close contact with each other. So they could come in and out of Aqiang's room freely without even knocking on the door.
"Lao Qi, are you ready?" The boss still spoke, Lao Wu never spoke because she was mute.
Aqiang stood up and reached out to pat his head, seeming to feel a little uncomfortable. He reached out to take the gloves and mask handed over by the boss, and patted Lao Wu on the shoulder habitually. Lao Wu is the only girl among them, and she is just twenty years old this year. Girls of this age should have studied in college and enjoyed college life, but due to various reasons, the fifth child can only do high-risk things with the eldest brother and Aqiang.
Aqiang is the seventh child, but he is much older than the fifth child. He is almost thirty. They are not ranked strictly according to their age, but according to their preferences. Several people in front of Aqiang are younger than Aqiang.
Aqiang sometimes occasionally thinks of the other brothers who went in, but he doesn't have much time, because he doesn't always like to recall, or he doesn't like to recall those unpleasant things.
People who are familiar with Aqiang say that Aqiang is an autistic person. He is taciturn and does not like to interact with others. He even seems to have no interest in women.
The boss likes people like this. In their line of work, the less they say, the better.
Otherwise, the mute Lao Wu would not have been recruited into his organization by the boss.
Lao Wu is the person who is relatively close to A Qiang. Although she cannot speak, she can express her closeness to A Qiang with gestures and eyes. Every time he saw A Qiang, Lao Wu would smile at A Qiang, a very innocent smile.
This is why Aqiang would habitually pat Lao Wu on the shoulder. That was him telling Lao Wu that he actually liked Lao Wu a little. This kind of love may simply be the kind of love that an older person has for someone younger than you. There is no love between men and women, and no other feelings.
