"Who is this grandson?"
Lu Jiang asked Zhu Xichun what he said, and it didn't take long for him to return the same way.
"Who is this grandson?"
Lu Jiang didn't know who Xu Lang was, and felt that Zhu Xichun's grandson might have betrayed the boss. He also wanted to help the boss clean up the family so that he could become a close confidant. When he saw that Tang Cen didn't move, he realized that the man was not an enemy.
When they arrived at the entrance of the fruit wholesale market, their appearance made many people in the market find it incredible. Boss Wei is really so bold that he still dares to come?
What Zhu Xichun didn't recognize was Yan Bo, who had a ruffian-looking face full of pimples. It was not surprising that he didn't recognize him. The key was that he could see that Lu Jiang was afraid of him.
I beat the opponent several times and beat him all night long, but I didn't see any sign of fear in Lu Jiang. This kid seemed to be born with no fear and was not afraid of anyone at all. But now he looked so thin when he saw him. Yan Bo, who had a rickety figure, actually showed a bit of fear.
"Oh, you know nothing about him. Do you know who this is? King of Hell, back then in Xinglong Township, no, in the suburbs of Jiangnan, who dared to say that he didn't know him? He was more like a rogue than a rogue, and more like a Jianghu person. What’s worse, this grandson can still wear this kind of skin now, God is blind to him.” Lu Jiang looked like I don’t have the knowledge of an inexperienced person like you.
"That is to say, this grandson has been transferred. Otherwise, you might have seen how cruel he is, and yet you still dare to nag him here. Do you know that this grandson can make you doubt your life?"
Zhu Xichun was a little unconvinced, but when Yan Bo, Wei Tao and Tang Cen walked out of the hotel, Lu Jiang subconsciously shrank back, still very fearful in his heart. Lu Jiang, a person who is afraid of even the most stupid people, must not judge people by their appearance.
She is very thin, and her face is covered with pockmarks left by untreated acne. Apart from the pimples, she also has thick eyebrows and big eyes. It is because she does not care about her image, and she is very tired even while holding a cigarette. The index and middle fingers of both hands are You don't have to look carefully, you can clearly see it when he lifts it up to put the cigarette in his hand. It's all dark and burnt yellow. It looks like he is an old smoker who smokes all year round, so it looks like this.
Taking a few steps, he saw Lu Jiang, walked over, raised his hand to shine, and gave Lu Jiang a slap in the face: "I'll go, Xiao Jiangzi, now my brain is working well, I know that I'm messing with the boss, I can't be hungry for nine meals in three days" Alright."
"Get out of here, uncle, I'm in your way." He is afraid of being afraid, and he is afraid of being afraid. Lu Jiang can tolerate it for a long time. In terms of words, he always wants to get back a little bit, but it can also be seen that he is in a state of stern expression and inner lust. You can't hide it, and you deliberately use vulgar words to cover up your fear.
Yan Bo wasn't angry either. He still smiled and took a puff of cigarette. The smoke he exhaled sprayed on Lu Jiang's face: "Now that Xiao Jiangzi has broken up, if there is a chance, let's talk?"
Lu Jiang didn't say anything again.
Here, Wei Tao walked directly to the wholesale market. He had been there a few hours ago, and now he was here again.
Yan Bo followed him and walked side by side, facing the curious eyes around him: "It's over, I'm going to destroy my reputation in your hands. Wei Tao, you have to live up to your expectations in the future and don't let me fall to the ground."
Liu Dalong appeared. After learning the news in the afternoon, he was silent for a long time, returned to the wholesale market, and gathered everyone. Among them were some people introduced by Han Hu. But for many years, whoever paid the salary also understood what should be done. how to choose.
Liu Dalong also gathered all the friends he could really use in the world into the market. There is no need to worry about any control weapons here. I sell fruit. Isn't it normal to have a watermelon knife and a fruit knife? ? Sticks and pickaxe handles can be seen everywhere here. Who can say anything if you prepare more than a dozen shovels?
Liu Dalong didn't expect Wei Tao's ruthlessness. In the past few hours, he was also thinking, indeed, generation after generation, you are not ruthless enough, and you cannot capture enough market resources. Liu Lei finally said a true reaction: "Wei Tao must not have thought that much. He just wanted revenge. He was hunted down in the south. How could he not take revenge when he came back? This has nothing to do with business."
Wei Tao came in and sat down safely in a familiar position. The franchisees from 'Hongfu' and 'Xianshiguang' didn't close their stores and go home to sleep in the early morning to purchase goods today, but waited silently.
This is Wei Tao's responsibility, but Yan Bo doesn't think it is necessary. He thinks it is necessary to come here, not to show off, but to tell all franchisees in his own way that if you choose to believe me, I will help you make money.
There can be no delay in purchasing goods. You don’t have to be afraid. If anything happens, I’ll be here and I’ll take care of it. You can go about your business. Joining our chain of fruit and vegetable supermarkets is a responsibility that I must fulfill for the guarantee I promised you.
Yan Bo never leaves his cigarette. He is the type who smokes without using up his lighter. He only needs to light one and refill the second one before the first one burns out. There is no need to use a lighter to light it. , he smoked without interruption.
Jinqiao is definitely the king of boxed cigarettes. The smell of dry tobacco leaves after smoking is very pungent, just like when anyone is close to Yan Bo. When you close your eyes, you don’t need to know that it is him. The smell of cigarettes is too strong. .
He just stood aside and said nothing.
From Xinglong Township, I already had the opportunity to get a deputy position, but not only did I not get promoted, but I was almost sent to a more remote town. As Gu Changshun's favorite apprentice, he was not like Zhang Ze who steadily climbed up the ranks and waited for the opportunity, nor was he like Ma Xin. That feeling of a future star.
If Gu Changshun hadn't given up his old face, Yan Bo wouldn't even have a grassroots position in the nearby police station. He's been doing great lately, he's been helped by noble people, and the 'King of Hell' has been transferred to the Criminal Investigation Department, then he can break into any police station in a short time. The famous King of Hell is now more powerful and even more awesome. Although he still has nothing in his position, facing him, anyone who is familiar with him does not use that to consider whether Yan Bo is great or not.
Wei Tao stayed at the market for half an hour. In a very unique atmosphere, the place still followed the previous model, with people stocking up on fruits and selling them anytime and anywhere, not necessarily in the early morning.
Yan Bo held a cigarette in his mouth, put his hands in his pockets, and walked into a warehouse with drooped eyelids. He smiled and greeted the people inside: "Boss Zhang, thank you for meeting me."
Act like you are meeting for the first time, but there is no need for any hesitation. Just look for who the other person is when you walk in. Hold a cigarette in your mouth. Without delaying facial expressions or speaking, stretch out your hands and act like I am honored to meet you. He walked over quickly to shake hands with the other person.
"Young and promising." He shook hands with both hands, feeling very emotional and a little bit sad. You have such a big industry at such a young age. It's amazing.
"Police officer Yan..."
Yan Bo gasped: "Boss Zhang, you are so polite. I look like a bear. You can just call me Lao Yan. Otherwise, Xiao Yan."
"No, Yantou'er, don't tease me."
Yan Bo's face changed, faster than a face-changing monkey, and he waved his hand: "Oh, now I know his name is Mr. Yan. He has long been thinking about your father. Come with me. I have a case on hand here. I have something to do with your boss Zhang, come back with me to understand the situation."
"Tou'er Yan, you..."
"I'm polite enough. I came to invite you in person, without anyone or cuffs. Don't be shameless."
Someone next to me spoke for the boss, and he was also dumbfounded. He said, "What the hell, you are a low-level worker, but you really take yourself seriously. It doesn't matter if you are transferred. You can bully people casually. We are afraid of everything, but we are not afraid of people like you." , without that skin, who can you scare?
"Who do you think you are? I still give you face."
Yan Bo smiled, grinning on one side, and puffed out the cigarette hanging from the corner of his mouth on the other, spraying it directly into the face of the person speaking. The other person squirmed and twisted and slapped his body, stamping out the cigarette butt.
Yan Bo walked up to the other party with a smile, his mouth full of yellow teeth. He was obviously very close and he should pay attention to his personal image. For example, if you smoke all the time, do you have bad breath? Is it impolite to speak so close to others?
"Little brother, I'm so happy. I've been very bored lately. I've been flipping through files and checking information every day. I haven't worked seriously in seven or eight years, so I have much less fun. It's great that you are here. It's not convenient to get my identity. Let me see the certificate. What is your surname?"
The other person was in his mid-twenties, when he was in his prime of life. He frowned as if his blood was rising and he looked like I'm not afraid of you.
Someone pulled him aside. Don't be cannon fodder. This kid is a loser. Let him worry about you. He may not know how to deal with you.
"Yan Tou'er, I know your style. You don't fight an unprepared battle. Now that you're here, you must have something that can take advantage of me. I don't think I can use you for anything, but I believe you, Yan Tou'er, have this." We can connect with each other. We don't talk secretly. What do you mean? I believe there will be no end to the situation over there. Bring us a charter. Is it okay? You have to give us a chance to respond, right? "
Yan Bo pursed his lips and nodded repeatedly: "Smart people, I don't like smart people. By the way, do you have a cigarette? Thanks."
He took out a pack of cigarettes from Boss Zhang's pocket, held it in his mouth, lit it, and muttered to himself as he walked out: "Made, I'm getting older, why is my memory not so good? Here comes the dried chicken feathers?"
Until he walked out of the warehouse, Boss Zhang had a sullen face and said nothing. "Madeh, we don't talk about martial ethics. Young people don't talk about it, and old people don't talk about it either."
From the beginning to the end, no one dared to mention a word about Cao Haiyang. It was no problem to chat with him in normal times, but when he left the scene shirtless, they were no longer afraid, and everyone remained tight-lipped, not daring to say another word.
Who would have thought that Wei Tao would be so ruthless, who would have thought that that person would end up. Even some friends who are familiar with each other would pass a message and talk about it. In the end, they would not talk about it and just let Yan Bo end. You are so strong. If you can suppress your behavior now, can you continue to suppress it in the future? Are you really afraid that Wei Tao will drag you into trouble in the future?
