At two o'clock in the afternoon the next day after the news was broadcast, I did an accounting at the Night Show. In fact, I couldn't understand these account books, let alone why the price of "Hi Bao" marked on the accounts was still the same at 21:42 p.m. 24587. Without ordering anything, at 23:20, the price suddenly changed to 31580.
The one who was grinning evilly next to me at that time was the old kite. His index finger could move slightly. I am talking about the hand that was chopped off.
The old falcon said: "Mr. Xu, there is no bill for those who enter the entertainment package. What's more, they are almost already high when they leave. They can hardly leave without being picked up. Who cares about this?"
I understood clearly, he was talking about the 'black list' in KTV.
In the past, when Brother Huo was still the eldest brother, we encountered this problem once, that is, the money on the bill did not match the money required for settlement. Later, we even fought over this matter.
It wasn't until Huo Sange opened his own KTV that I understood the mystery here. This black order is sometimes cheated by the waiter because the consumption is too small, and sometimes it may be cheated by the bartender because of the low commission. These things are often cheated by the waiter. A bottle of beer or a fruit plate will be added to it when you drink too much, let alone if you are high.
I thought it was a bad deal, so I stared at the old falcon.
But Old Falcon said matter-of-factly: "Mr. Xu, don't worry, it will be fine even if they wake up the next day. This thing hurts their brains. They may not even be able to remember what's in the bag, let alone pay the bill." .”
He continued with a flattering face: "Besides, don't we still have a giant Buddha like you sitting here?"
"put……"
Before I could curse, the phone rang.
I answered the phone angrily, and pointed my index finger at Old Falcon with my other hand. Before I could speak, Old Qiao’s voice came over the phone: “I’ll be with the Judicial Committee in a moment. The Wa State is starting to negotiate with me.” Let’s ventilate.”
"good."
After I hung up the phone, I thought that this might be the effect of Lao Qiao's 100 million, but when I turned my head, I saw Lao Yaoying standing there with nothing to say.
I see.
When those Jianghu people who think they have some status feel that playing with high-end bags is a kind of enjoyment, in fact, others still regard them as fools and even trick you in the face of it. This is clearly my drug tyrant's "high-end package" market. The sequelae in the future, because you have no place to play this in Mengneng except the night show, but you are still addicted to playing this.
It turns out that I am the culprit, it turns out that it is my existence that allows Old Falcon and the others to be unscrupulous...
No, I don’t mean me as a person, but my position as a social cancer.
"Hey, do you know what the last words I said to Mr. Bai from the casino were?"
The old harrier was very clever. He replied: "You said you don't want the fish head anymore. If he doesn't send the person back to you, you don't want it anymore."
"wrong."
"Later, we talked on the phone again. What I told him was that the next time, I would dig a hole in the street and bury him alive!"
I said this with a smile, then walked slowly to the ear of the old kite and whispered: "If I know that something like this will happen to Ye Xiu again, you two will be in a trap."
After saying that, I turned around and left.
The old kite couldn't tell my emotions at all.
I drove directly to the Judicial Committee. For me, what made me feel at ease was the old men and women in the villages on the street.
They would wave at my Land Rover when it passed by and be proud to know me. So I don’t believe that in this situation, anyone could attack me on the streets of Menneng without being beaten. people discovered.
I parked the car at the Judicial Committee, got out of the car and went straight to Lao Qiao's office. When I arrived, Banbula and Sesuo had already arrived. This time, there was no civilian participation in the Judicial Committee.
"How far have things developed?"
Old Qiao was sitting in his seat, with two military boots placed on the table. The soles of his shoes were as clean as if they had been licked by a dog, with no trace of military service at all.
"He just called me and said he wanted to have a conference call with us."
telephone conference?
I looked at Lao Qiao: "Why do you sound so vain to me?"
Lao Qiao responded: "Is it true?"
"Since the news came out on TV, I thought they couldn't sit still."
"If the news goes further and broadcasts follow-up reports, it should show the scene of big bags being kidnapped on the streets at that time..."
Sesuo said with a wicked smile: "They don't know that we still have a trump card here. Maybe, they thought they had conquered our army."
Banbula continued his analysis: "The Wa State government will probably ask for a phone call with Mr. Dabao first. After all, in their view, Mr. Dabao is dead. From their perspective, we will definitely not agree."
"At this time, we can be labeled as 'imprisoning' Wa leaders."
"On the pretext of rescuing Mr. Bao, Ben Meng can send troops."
I picked up the cigarette case on Lao Qiao's desk and lit one for myself. I used this behavior to distinguish the different statuses between myself and Sesuo, but I said to myself: "I thought I could go to the negotiating table." Woolen cloth."
Then he looked at Lao Qiao: "What are you going to do about this?"
Old Qiao stretched his waist and said, "You can do it. It's time to feed the dog in my villa."
As he spoke, I watched him stand up and press me down on the chair I had just sat on.
The political signal of this action was so strong that Seso and Banbra looked at me at the same time with their eyes wide open!
What does it mean?
Is this going to... establish a reserve?
Banbra and Sesuo mechanically twisted their necks and looked at each other. In the whole room, I was the only one who felt as bitter as a yellow lotus in my heart.
Build a great store for your family! !
This is what Lao Qiao said to me, 'Brother, you are weak, you should encourage him'!
He was trying to make me feel at ease to take the blame. In order to make me feel at ease, he was constantly sending out signals of 'I am safe, no matter what, I am safe'.
If he really wants to be the crown prince, he should give me a position on the Judicial Committee now instead of pressing me down on this broken chair and letting others guess. What's more, why should I be the crown prince?
Old Qiao left, feeling very proud.
I sat on pins and needles in my chair.
Banbula also asked me, "Does it hurt?"
"Mr. Xu, what does this... mean?"
He may have felt that this question was inappropriate, and he quickly changed the meaning of his words: "I'm asking, how can Mr. Qiao give us the correct answer to Wa State?"
I didn't speak, and I didn't know how to speak. I picked up the phone as calmly as possible and called the park: "Hello, Lao Lin? Send that thug under you, the one from Tangshan, the one with the sharp talk, and ask me Envoy."
"Why not, just let him come over."
After hanging up the phone, I said to Banbula and Sesuo: "Old Qiao asked us to anger the Wa State, and he will kick the other party to death with a single kick." (End of Chapter)
