I hesitated for a long time before Liang Hai agreed to meet me.
This place was chosen in the most lively Nine Days Square.
The further we walked toward the city, the more people there were, and the speed of the car gradually slowed down. Passers-by gave me a few points while giving way.
I just thought the color of the car was too eye-catching and didn't think anything else.
I waited on the roadside for a long time before Liang Hai appeared.
I quickly strode forward to greet him. Liang Hai looked at me and then at the car.
"Oh, why is there no movement? Boss Chen has made a fortune by cooperating with me."
I was already prepared for this kind of cynicism and laughed a few times: "The car I borrowed will be returned soon."
Liang Hai raised his hand and pointed at the car with his handbag: "Don't be ridiculous, do you know how much this car costs? Can I borrow it at will?"
For more than 20 years, I have always struggled with food and clothing. A car and a house are really far away for me.
My understanding of cars is only limited to their height and size.
Now when Liang Hai asked me, I was inevitably stunned.
Liang Hai laughed: "You always recognize this three-pointed star logo, right?"
He slapped the front cover loudly: "This thing is called Big G, and it won't cost you millions."
Oh my god.
This really shocked me. How many millions?
If I knew how much this car cost, I wouldn't fucking dare drive it.
He glanced down and his tone rose slightly: "Huh? Yueminglou's car?"
"Did you really borrow it?"
"real!"
Liang Hai adjusted his glasses: "What is your relationship with the boss of Yueming Tower?"
He was confused, and so was I. How did he know Taozi's car?
I hesitated for a moment and did not answer directly: "Let's get down to business first."
"Okay, let's get in the car and talk."
"Let's not talk about going to a teahouse..."
Liang Hai waved his hand: "It's okay, it's the same everywhere."
This sudden change of attitude surprised me.
I guess it has a high probability to be related to Taozi.
When we were in the car, Liang Hai laughed and told me about his parents' personal problems, and his attitude made a complete 180-degree turn.
As for the previous jobs, not only were they given to me, but some big jobs were also given to me.
I believe more and more that his attitude must have something to do with Taozi.
Finally, he took out a stack of files from his bag.
"There is indeed a thorny problem now. The boss from out of town wants to build a building in Monan, but he has been unable to build it."
Liang Hai sighed softly: "Someone took over this job before, but they all collapsed. Everyone who went there seemed to be missing. I have no one available now."
"If you have an idea, would you try it?"
I looked at the brown paper bag and said with a smile, "How do you say the price?"
"Let's double the previous price, around fifty thousand yuan."
The price is not high, but it is enough for me.
I took the paper bag directly and said, "I took it."
Liang Hai froze his hands and sighed heavily: "Now that you have such a big name, you are still willing to lend me such a small job. I, Liang Hai, thank you."
Well guys, a businessman is a businessman.
When there is no profit, look up with your nose, and when you can make money for him, his smile is called an amiable one.
This is fine, everyone makes money independently, without other emotions mixed in, and it won't be troublesome to calculate the accounts in the future.
After Liang Hai left, I sat in the car and opened the file bag.
The place marked here is the old market in the south of the city.
I have to say that he did a good job in intelligence work. From the late Qing Dynasty to the present, major events that have happened in the old market have been recorded.
However, upon closer inspection, I can't help but feel disappointed.
It seems that the records here are very comprehensive, but in fact it is more like a running account, with very few useful things in it.
After carefully reading it several times, I finally found a relatively useful paragraph among a row of tiny characters.
The original text says that the old market was called Xiaocaishikou.
These words may seem ordinary, but I feel that the key to breaking the situation is hidden in them.
A place that can be called a Caishikou must bear two responsibilities at the same time.
One is selling vegetables, the other is beheading.
But the source of this text is not even marked, and it is not yet known whether it is true or false.
I fastened my seat belt again, turned around and headed straight for the Old Market.
