Faced with the curiosity of the bald head,
Before answering, Alai glanced at the boss in the back seat. Seeing that Gu Weijing had no instructions, he softly uttered two words: "Driver."
He doesn't like to overwhelm others, so he answers very briefly.
"If you're just driving, it would be a bit inferior to your talents. Oh, brother, your appearance can really fool people. If you want to change your job to a higher-paying job, please feel free to call me at any time."
The bald man's eyes narrowed. He fumbled in his coat pocket for a moment and handed over a business card.
"You can't guarantee it if you're rich and powerful. Brother, as long as you work half as well as Ling Li looks like on the outside, and earn a salary that an ordinary driver would never dare to think about in his life, there will definitely be no problem."
He seemed to be very interested in Alai and started to recruit him.
Alai did not refuse the business card, but he also did not show any intention.
"Thanks."
He just like an ordinary full-time driver, slowly took the business card, placed it in the storage space under the radio where bills and change were stored, and said in the same capable tone.
"I'm driving for Mr. Gu now. I'm very satisfied with this job, so there's no need for it."
The bald head took a look at Uncle Alai's powerful figure, and then at the middle school student in the back seat, and began to doubt his original guess.
If he was really an expert on the road, he shouldn't have heard of it.
The important thing is that common sense judgment,
With such a person's arrogance, how could a young man like Gu Weijing be able to suppress such a vicious person?
"Is it really just the driver... It must be, I thought wrong." The bald head thought in his mind.
"Brother, do you want to smoke a cigarette? The Elephant brand has some popping beads added, and it tastes good."
The bald man put the milk on the seat, spit out the cigarette butt in his mouth, took out two cigarettes from his pocket, held one in his mouth, and handed the other over.
"Work, don't smoke."
"How about borrowing a fire?"
Uncle Alai still had one hand on the steering wheel, and with the other hand, he used the cigarette lighter in front of the gear lever to light a cigarette for his bald head.
The bald guy didn't really want to smoke and didn't bring a lighter.
He was playing a little trick.
When the bald man took the cigarette back, he slightly scratched the back of Uncle Alai's hand with the burning cigarette butt, seemingly intentionally or unintentionally.
He did it very covertly and quickly, and even if you weren't paying attention, you wouldn't be able to notice it at all, but it was enough to cause a burning pain like a pinprick.
When lighting a cigarette, burn someone with the cigarette butt.
This was a trick he often used when he was still on the streets, when he was planning to challenge his older brothers to cause trouble.
It’s roughly equivalent to an upgraded version of “If you fucking dare to look at me, I’ll fucking look at you.”
The back of the human hand is rich in nerves and the dermis is very thick.
Compared with verbal abuse and conflict, this method is painful enough but not scalding. If a note comes, even if you investigate who made the first move, you won't be able to detect the injury.
From my experience as a bald person, those older ruthless characters on the street who have actually seen life and death may usually be calm and kind.
Drinking tea, playing cards, chatting,
At first glance, to outsiders, it may seem that the young and Dangerous boys who have just started in the industry have imitated the image in Hong Kong movies and dyed their hair colorful, and always use their genitals when talking, are fierce and scary.
However,
Just like a professional boxer who has fought in the ring for thousands of times, his muscles have been trained to react immediately when faced with an attack.
Once these old guys who have been fighting for a long time are physically violated.
He will make a fierce counterattack almost based on instinct and uncontrolled subconsciousness.
Like a king cobra that is provoked by passers-by, it will pounce without even thinking.
This is an unpopular method, but it is always a useful way to test people.
"Well...let me see what you are."
The bald head's muscles and nerves were slightly tense, and his ears were perked, ready to respond at any time based on the driver's reaction.
He didn't have to target this somewhat dull driver.
But based on how much Brother Hao valued Gu Weijing, Baldhead needed to find out what kind of ghosts and monsters suddenly appeared around him.
The bald man was prepared for the other party to be angered.
Surprisingly, nothing happened.
Not only was there not the ferocious attack like an enraged snake that he had expected, there was not even the expected scolding.
"Tch, what, you are so cowardly, you just scared me..."
The bald man laughed, feeling a little disdainful.
This driver is very timid.
The other party didn't seem to dare to cause trouble, but he didn't react at all, just like a stone.
Um……
Like a stone?
The bald man suddenly stopped smiling.
He realized that something was not right, and the ridicule that had just surged in his heart disappeared in an instant.
This guy's reaction was too calm!
The cigarette butt slides quickly across the skin, even if it is not easy to cause blisters, but even the dullest person will subconsciously shrink their hands if they are burned.
This is a biological instinctive stress response.
The driver was as silent as a sculpture. His fingers holding the cigarette lighter didn't even tremble at all, as if his nerves were made of molten iron.
This can no longer be explained by mere cowardice.
"Wait a minute, let me go...the calluses on this hand are a bit...scary." The corner of the bald man's eye twitched fiercely.
When he just leaned over to light a cigarette, he felt something strange in his heart, but he couldn't put it into words.
At this moment, Guangtou suddenly understood what made him feel wrong.
From this distance, it can be clearly seen that the driver has a layer of white calluses on his hands.
It is not the kind of callus left by workers who do manual labor all year round when lifting heavy objects on the palms of the fingers. Instead, there is a hard layer of keratinized skin covering the tiger's mouth and the belly of the index finger.
This kind of cocoon is very unique and rare.
"Gun Cocoon?"
Baldhead once saw a similar cocoon on one of Brother Hao's personal bodyguards. The bodyguard was a retired non-commissioned officer from the Myanmar Army's high-level special forces.
He is the most ruthless and capable person under Brother Hao.
Brother Hao's trust in him is no less than his trust in himself. He can buy a Ferrari just from the various bonuses and allowances every year.
Someone once said casually at the wine table with open hands - it would take at least hundreds of thousands of bullets to be fired like water to leave such a mark on the hand holding the gun.
How could someone with such a background be a coward?
The bald man's heart trembled violently, he took a deep breath involuntarily, and slowly raised his head.
He saw that Uncle Alai was actually smiling at him, a calm and gentle smile, like an adult's smile when facing a little naughty kid who made a mistake.
Calm with indifference.
more specifically,
The feeling is not like a cobra being angered by a snake catcher, but like a giant elephant facing a wild dog barking in front of it. It's not that the person is not angry, the other person is just too lazy to argue with you.
Silence is the highest form of contempt.
The older Jianghu gets, the less courageous he becomes, and his bald head suddenly feels a little chilly on his back.
"My hands are shaking, I'm sorry, brother, I'm sorry."
The bald head felt as if his heart had been pinched by an invisible giant hand. He didn't dare to look at Alai, so he took a step back and apologized repeatedly.
"Mr. Xiao Gu, you are so secretive. I won't bother you to paint." The water here was too deep and he couldn't understand it. The bald man didn't want to stay any longer. He knocked on the rear window again and waved goodbye.
"The check and the Bentley are all prepared for you. Whenever you change your mind, we are willing to hand it over with both hands. Brother Hao's promise is always valid. Think about it, with Brother Hao's generosity, 75 million kyats is nothing. Maybe 75 million US dollars. It’s not necessarily an unattainable number.”
Seeing Gu Weijing nod, Alai gently released the brakes without any hand movements, and the car quickly drove off.
Saw this scene through the car window.
The bald man was silent for a few seconds, as if he just realized something, and was slightly shocked again.
"What a professional." He praised.
Old-fashioned Korean cars like the Elantra are basically manual transmission models.
When the car was parked, the driver kept the car in first gear, pressed the clutch and brake with his left foot, and gently applied the accelerator with his right foot to keep the engine at a suitable speed.
Therefore, as long as you release the brake, you can save the steps of starting, shifting gears and adding fuel, and start as quickly as possible.
The tall man showed signs of the best training all over his body.
For those who have learned special driving,
When the situation is unclear, the first criterion is to take the employer out of danger as quickly as possible. Saving fuel is irrelevant.
In retrospect, even when he was lighting his cigarette, the other person had one hand on the steering wheel, which was probably the reason.
"Damn it, where did this ruthless man come from? He actually condescended to drive for a middle school student, and that middle school student was able to refuse Brother Hao's invitation many times."
The bald man looked at the Elantra's taillights retreating and complained incomprehensibly.
"Adults, kids, they're all fucking insane."
This damn world,
It really made him more and more confused.
…
"Just ask whatever you want?"
On the way to the Lucky Orphanage, Gu Weijing saw Alai in the driver's seat looking at him strangely several times, and he took the initiative to speak.
"Okay, Mr. Xiao Gu, theoretically, you are the boss, and I have no right to ask about your personal affairs, but... I am indeed a little curious."
Uncle Alai turned around and drove onto the city beltway heading towards Layada district. He hesitated for a moment and then spoke.
"With all due respect, you asked me to be your assistant just for this kind of thing. That must have been the underworld just now, right?"
"Yes, it's the underworld. A large-scale counterfeiting and money-laundering gang in Southeast Asia. They are known as elegant thieves, but they are actually full of evil. Having said that, uncle, your attitude is much gentler than I thought."
Gu Weijing raised his eyebrows.
He originally thought that a jealous person like the janitor would not look good after finding out that these people were from the underworld.
"However, that bald man seems to be a little afraid of you." Gu Weijing was surprised.
The big gangster has always been the kind of character who doesn't hesitate to use a knife or a knife. Baldhead has a very high status among the gangsters under Brother Hao. He suddenly became much more polite in front of Uncle Alai.
"It's just a little trick."
Uncle Alai didn't explain too much about their little confrontation.
"Do you think I would throw my business card on him and then spit on that bald man's face? No, this is really unprofessional. I am your assistant and will provide you with services. If I don't receive your special request, I will never deliberately provoke others. Protecting the safety of VIPs without causing trouble is the first principle I have been trained in the past."
Alai smiled casually, crumpled the business card that the bald man handed him, and threw it into the car ashtray at hand.
"I can do that in private, but not in person."
"Of course I hate them, but Mr. Gu, you are the boss. My attitude is not important, yours is."
Uncle Alai said: "So please don't worry, I won't cause you any extra trouble because of my subjective likes and dislikes. The premise is that you don't disappoint me."
"Thank you. Sorry, I'm actually not a very brave person." Hearing this, Gu Weijing was silent for a few seconds and said.
For a moment, Gu Weijing was really worried about whether Uncle Alai would have any serious conflict with him.
Brother Hao is very powerful here,
In fact, he never had any ambition or great ambition to fight against the "evil forces".
Not wanting to be like the light is already the limit of his courage.
Gu Wei Jingwei really didn't have the courage to openly quarrel with a giant like Brother Hao. He was more planning to be smooth in a few months.
You take your Yangguan Road, and I cross my single-plank bridge, so far apart.
"No, you did a great job just now. Being able to say no to the temptation of a big check is a great courage. Not only was I not disappointed, but I began to feel the meaning of this job."
Uncle Alai said seriously: "This is very good, very good."
"Do you know what's going on?"
"I probably saw something." Uncle Alai smiled and said: "It's true that gold shines wherever it is. It seems that it's not just Chen Shenglin who appreciates you, but also Brother Hao... It's that Brother Hao, right?"
"Do you know him?"
"The Godfather of Yangon, I've heard that he became famous much later than the big lords of Kunsha's generation. I've only heard of this name. I don't know him, but these gangsters are all the same."
"You handled it right. Their gifts are all poisonous. Each one has a price marked on it. There are no free gifts. If you take the money, you have to sacrifice your life, not only your own life, but also your whole family's life." life."
Uncle Alai was silent for a moment: "It's troublesome to be paid attention to by this kind of person. It's really troublesome. But Mr. Gu, please do what you want to do. As long as you keep your heart, I will do my best to protect you." Good on you.”
…
Regardless of whether Brother Hao is in trouble or not, life must go on.
Gu Weijing felt that instead of worrying about trying to figure out Boss Hei's mentality, he might as well draw his own painting realistically.
What he wants to do most and should do most now is still to prepare for the Singapore art exhibition.
On social status,
Mr. Cao is really no lower than the cabinet culture ministers of many EU countries, and his influence is much greater.
After finishing the art exhibition, no matter what kind of monster Brother Hao is, his hands and eyes can reach the sky.
No matter how awesome he is,
In relatively stable Europe,
As long as he doesn't waver, no one can force Mr. Cao to travel like this. Many high-ranking government officials in many countries support the disciples of great artists who accompany him personally and take the initiative to do things for him.
Not to mention the Yangon Godfather, not even Al Qaeda has this ability.
With the help of Lang Shining's "Abstract of the Essence of New Body Painting",
After Gu Weijing came to the studio, the first thing he did was to start drawing the sketch of the exhibition painting on the canvas based on the draft design he had made before.
Drawing a base drawing is neither a rough draft nor a final work. It is an intermediate state between the two.
Based on the draft, use simple color blocks and paints to create the general contrast between light and dark, the outline of the main scene, and the color modeling.
Just like when building a house, you first build the beams; when building a ship, you first build the keel.
Something happened and I got home late.
(End of chapter)
