Chu Heng was caught off guard when his identity was suddenly exposed. However, after thinking about it, he quickly calmed down. Not only did he not run away, but he also looked at the strange old man squatting in front of him with interest.
So what if you recognize it?
The grain in his hand was not stolen or robbed. Even if the old man went to the grain store to report it, what would be found?
Unless he was caught on the spot and caught, no one would be able to find anything on him!
Moreover, since this old man would come and reveal his identity to his face, it means that he has no intention of reporting him, so it is better to test this guy's quality first before making any plans.
If it really doesn't work, he will have no choice but to take risks...
The old man looked to be in his fifties, with a rosy complexion and a hint of nobility. His gray hair was meticulously combed. He was wearing a light blue semi-old jacket without a patch. What caught his eye was the big thumb ring on the old man's left thumb. , green and full of vitality, it is not ordinary at first glance.
Those who still wear finger ring these days have an obvious identity.
The old and the young are left behind!
"Man, I don't understand what you are talking about."
Chu Heng quietly put his palm into his sleeve, and soon poked it out again. A black muzzle pointed murderously at the old man's chest: "There are no people from Sanliang Store here. There are only sellers and buyers. If you want to sell goods, just Take the money and get out of here if you don’t buy it.”
The old man didn't expect that there was a tough guy on the other side. The smile on his face suddenly froze and sweat started to fall on his forehead. He originally wanted to use this leverage to lower the price, but when he saw this situation, he quickly stopped thinking and quickly raised his hand: "Hurry up. Come on, I'm here to discuss business with you, nothing else."
"Let's talk business, don't talk too much, be careful not to risk your life." Chu Heng put away his gun and looked at the old man indifferently with his cold eyes, like a killer who was incapable of emotion.
At this time, you have to pretend to be ruthless, so as not to scare this guy. Otherwise, he might do something wrong in the future.
"I was rude, so I apologize to you." The old man cupped his hands again, smiled apologetically and moved closer to him, saying: "Master, I have been paying attention to you for several days, and I know that you have food in your hands. I am here today." I came here just to buy more, but I don’t know if you can eat it.”
"How much do you want?" He asked the old man in a deep voice.
"Can you get one thousand catties of white flour and five hundred catties of rice?" the old man asked.
Chu Heng didn't expect the old man to ask for so much. He raised his head in surprise: "Seven hundred and two, deliver the goods upon seeing the money."
The old man didn't hesitate at all and nodded without changing his expression: "Sure, where shall we deliver the goods?"
The foundation of this group of old people and young people is quite deep!
He looked at the old man again. After thinking about it, he decided to accept the deal and said, "We will meet here at midnight today."
"Okay, you're busy, I'll see you later." The old man smiled and cupped his hands, stood up and walked out of the market.
Chu Heng kept watching him, and as soon as the old man left the market, he hurriedly closed the stall and followed him.
It wasn't that he wanted to do anything to the old man, he just wanted to find out what was going on, and give the old man a warning to save him from talking nonsense.
The old man walked very slowly, like a streetwalker. He could chat with anyone he met and chatted for a long time before he got home.
Chu Heng fell far behind him, walking and stopping all the way. It was almost noon before he followed the old man's house.
There is a small courtyard with a single family, two vermilion doors tightly closed, and a door knocker with green patina on each side. You can vaguely hear crickets chirping inside.
Chu Heng couldn't help but admire these old and young people who carried caged birds.
Being able to feed crickets in the middle of winter is no small feat.
He didn't stay long, took out a bullet, threw it into the courtyard and quickly left the alley.
After a while, the old man pushed open the courtyard door with a dark face, but he didn't see even a ghost.
He looked down at the yellow-orange bullet in his hand, wishing he could give himself a big mouthful.
Why is this mouth so weak? Why expose someone's background?
It's better this time, the old man's home has been invaded. If something happens to that man, he will be the first to be shot!
Not only did she not take advantage of her, but she also caused a lot of trouble!
"Hey." The old man felt regretful in his heart, and a wave of sadness rushed up, making his teeth ache.
After Chu Heng left him, he did not go to the original pigeon market, but ran around outside Dongzhimen, and then started setting up a stall.
While selling goods, he has been reflecting on himself, wondering what mistake he made, and he was actually recognized!
But after thinking for a long time, he couldn't think of a reason.
Chu Heng stared blankly at the rice, flour, grains and oils placed in front of him, and an idea suddenly came to his mind.
That is to find an agent!
This not only eliminates the need for publicity, but also speeds up shipments, and can also greatly reduce the risk of exposure.
It’s easier to defend against one person than against a group of people, right?
From now on, he will only trade with agents. As long as he hides himself tightly and does not let the agent discover his identity, who can catch him?
But this person is not easy to choose.
No one in his social circle has the courage to come to the pigeon market to do business.
Chu Heng began to worry again. He couldn't catch her on the street, right?
"Hey, buddy, I didn't expect to see you here!"
At this moment, a man who wrapped himself tightly suddenly squatted in front of him and handed him a cigarette.
Chu Heng, who was already shadowed, thought he had been recognized again, and his heart couldn't help but tremble. He nervously raised his head and looked at the person who came. When he saw that it was Ergou, a ticket dealer he had met at Deshengmen Pigeon Market, he let out a long sigh of relief.
"Who do I think you are?" He reached out to take the cigarette and asked with a smile: "Why are you here, why can't you go to Deshengmen?"
"The investigation has been strict these days, so I came here to hide." Ergou Thieves smiled, took out some tickets from his body, and handed them over like a treasure: "Look, this is what I have saved these days. Good stuff, do you want it?"
After finally meeting a long-lost big customer, he had to sell something no matter what.
"Let me see."
Chu Heng took it with a smile, turned it over, kept the drink tickets, side food tickets, and meat tickets, and handed the others back: "Calculate how much."
Seeing that he was still generous, Ergou Cola was broken, so he quickly took back the other tickets and put them away. He also took the tickets that Chu Heng asked for and counted them. He said with a smile: "It's a total of fifteen yuan and three cents. You can give me fifteen yuan." Just three yuan.”
When Chu Heng took out the money and handed it to him, his heart suddenly moved.
He glanced at Ergou a few times, and the smile on his face grew stronger.
Isn’t this a ready-made agent?
Smart, thick-skinned, courageous, and he seems to have a lot of money.
Investigate and investigate, and if it works, give him a fortune!
Ergou, who still didn't know that he was being targeted by the financial owner, happily put away the money, stood up and said, "Brother, you are busy, I will go look elsewhere."
After saying that, he ran to other places and continued to find people to sell the tickets in his hands.
Old God Chu Heng squatted there without moving, but his eyes were always staring at Ergou's movements.
He planned to get to know Ergou's family situation first, and then decide whether to develop him into an agent.
If this kid was just an errand boy, he wouldn't dare use it.
It's best to have family ties, so it's easier to control.
Time flies by.
At almost two o'clock, Ergou, who was somewhat hungry, finally left Pigeon City.
Chu Heng also packed up his things and followed.
This guy is almost becoming a stalker!
