Jiang Jiahao hasn't been to the refugee camp for at least two months, and Zhang Xinhua still misses him a lot. After all, once this kid comes, he will definitely not be short of money.
Unlike other people who come to pick up relatives, they only pick up one or two at a time, without any trouble at all!
Jiang Jiahao was not polite. He got into the duty room and put on his police uniform, picked up his baton, and followed Zhang Xinhua into the refugee camp.
Zhang Xinhua knew this well and did not take Jiang Jiahao for a stroll, but led him directly into the archives room.
Turning on the light in the archives room, Zhang Xinhua threw a few roll-call books in front of Jiang Jiahao, handed him a cigarette with a smile, and the two puffed away.
Jiang Jiahao flipped through it briefly and then closed the roll, making Zhang Xinhua's smile spread.
As expected, when Jiang Jiahao opened his mouth, there were a large number of refugees. The more the merrier, and no one would be turned away!
"Boy, if you don't come, it will be difficult for you, Brother Zhang!"
Zhang Xinhua leaned against the table, biting his lip, and was shocked by Jiang Jiahao's wide open mouth!
This guy wants to start with 500 men and 100 women. What are you doing? Ping Xiangjiang!
After hesitating for a moment, Zhang Xinhua really didn't want to miss out on this big deal, so he gritted his teeth and decided to pick someone and gave Jiang Jiahao the most favorable plan!
Taking away 600 people at once is a fool's dream.
Zhang Xinhua and Jiang Jiahao agreed to let Jiang Jiahao take away 100 people first, and then within half a month, he would come and take away 100 people every three days, until all 600 people were taken away!
Jiang Jiahao is very dissatisfied with Zhang Xinhua's arrangement. I am short of manpower here. Can you arrange for installment delivery for me? !
After some haggling, Zhang Xinhua finally gave up.
In the first batch, it was decided to let Jiang Jiahao take away 150 people, and then take away another 150 people every three days. After taking away 700 people, this business is over!
Seven hundred people, four hundred men, three hundred women!
As a result, the two parties hit it off immediately, and it was time to pay the money. The abacus clicked, and the deal was finally completed for 200,000!
Jiang Jiahao paid a deposit of 100,000 yuan first, then returned to the front entrance of the refugee camp, changed his clothes, and directed Ma Zi to drive the truck and wait at the back door.
In the selection of one hundred and fifty people, the man must be strong, which is very difficult for Zhang Xinhua.
By the time the first batch of fifty people were sent out, it was already two hours later.
After sending out the first batch of refugees, Zhang Xinhua and his companions went back to the refugee camp to select the second batch.
This group of fifty refugees had their hoods removed. They had learned from Zhang Xinhua that Jiang Jiahao was willing to pick them up from the refugee camp and take them to Xiangjiang to eat and drink well.
But the price is that they have to be a loyal horse boy for Jiang Jiahao!
If they can escape from the hellish refugee camp and have hot food to eat, let alone work as pawns for others, these people are willing to work as cows and horses.
Jiang Jiahao was surprised. The words he had thought up did not work, so these people were recruited, boarded the truck one after another, and were sent to Yingjing Entertainment Center by Ma Zai.
When they get there, a horse boy will take them to bathe, and then the barber and tailor will give them a new look.
It was almost noon when the second wave of refugees walked out of the back door. They were fifty Vietnamese women of average beauty.
Jiang Jiahao untied them and promised that they would only be waiters and would not be forced to do any work they did not want to do. He then put them in the second truck and sent them to the entertainment center.
When the third wave of refugees came out, Zhang Xinhua was already sweating profusely from exhaustion.
"Brother, I tried my best today. Take them away quickly, otherwise things will change!"
Jiang Jiahao nodded, without taking off the hoods of the third wave of refugees, and directly asked Ma Zai to put them into the truck and back to the entertainment center.
One hundred and fifty refugees were transported away one after another. Zhang Xinhua breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing that Jiang Jiahao hadn't left yet, he asked curiously.
"Ah Hao, we can't pick up any more people today. Why don't you leave?"
Jiang Jiahao put his arms around Zhang Xinhua's neck and handed him a cigarette. The two of them strolled from the back door to the front door, chatting as they walked.
"Brother Zhang, do you have that kind of prick here? The more prick the better."
"Thornheads? We are full of thornheads here. Those who are not thornheads can't survive!"
"Ah, I understand what you mean. Are you looking for... huh?"
Zhang Xinhua suddenly realized it, pointed at Jiang Jiahao and laughed, then suddenly turned down his face, shook his head and said: "How many people do we have here for the kind of person you mentioned?"
"They are no longer thorns. They are all practitioners. They can easily kill a cow with one punch. They are truly forbidden animals. They are all isolated and strictly guarded."
"Letting any one of them out will be a big trouble, so they will be looked down upon by the superiors. If you really want it, I can help you, but I'm afraid that you won't be able to control it, Ah Hao, and you'll get backlash!"
"Ah Hao, listen to Brother Zhang. Brother Zhang will do his best to pick out the horses you want, but please don't touch the forbidden items. It's really dangerous!"
Jiang Jiahao is the biggest customer Zhang Xinhua has met over the years, and he is a wealthy man.
He was really worried that Jiang Jiahao would eventually kill himself because of his greed, and then he would have no red envelopes to receive.
Facing Zhang Xinhua's concern, Jiang Jiahao became curious. Without hesitation, he patted Zhang Xinhua's shoulder and said with a smile: "Brother Zhang, take me to have a look."
"You kid, no matter what, who made you the God of Wealth? Check it out, but don't get close, or I won't be able to protect you!"
Facing Jiang Jiahao's expectant eyes, Zhang Xinhua sighed silently, took Jiang Jiahao back to the duty room, changed his clothes, and entered the refugee camp again.
This time Zhang Xinhua led Jiang Jiahao through many tight checkpoints, passing through several electrified iron doors, and finally arrived at the deepest part of the refugee camp.
This is a large open space, with several small bungalows standing in the center of the open space. The surrounding area is very empty, which makes Jiang Jiahao a little curious.
"Ah Hao, don't underestimate these bungalows. There is a beast trapped in each bungalow. See if the open space in front of the bungalow is gone. The five-meter-long isolation area is full of mines."
"For those kind of beasts, barbed wire fences cannot trap them. Only landmines that can be seen everywhere can keep them in their cells."
"Follow me closely and watch where I go. Don't make the wrong step. If you make the wrong step, we will both be finished!"
"Brother Zhang, is this an exaggeration?"
Jiang Jiahao watched Zhang Xinhua walk cautiously towards the ground, glanced at the open space, and raised his eyebrows.
With his eyes, he did see a few hidden mines, but they were not many and they were very conspicuous.
As for Zhang Xinhua's position, there were no thunders on the left and right. He was purely trying to scare himself.
Fortunately, Jiang Jiahao was following Zhang Xinhua, and when he saw him holding a small revolver, looking nervous and alert, he shook his head and laughed.
Zhang Xinhua walked carefully through the five-meter-long minefield, and finally brought Jiang Jiahao close to the first small bungalow.
He took a deep breath, patted Jiang Jiahao's shoulder, protected him behind him, and shouted inside.
"Tiequan Zhang, are you asleep?"
Seeing no one responded, Zhang Xinhua carefully opened the iron door.
Jiang Jiahao saw a bald middle-aged man in the room, wearing a vest and underpants, sitting on the edge of the bed, picking his toes, buttoning them, and smelling them.
He glanced at Zhang Xinhua and didn't bother to pay attention at all.
Zhang Xinhua introduced in a low voice: "Iron Fist Zhang is said to be the last leader of the Inland Iron Fist Sect. Even though he is thin and small, he can really kill a cow with one punch!"
"More than ten years ago, he competed with others in Foshan and killed many people before fleeing to Xiangjiang."
"What is different from others is that he came to the refugee camp voluntarily. Once he came, he was unwilling to leave. He had to eat and drink every day."
"Let's go see the next one."
