Abandoned brick factory on the outskirts of the city.
Yin Wenjun rode an unlicensed motorcycle and rushed to the brick factory. He distributed the lunch boxes he bought to everyone and handed an insulated lunch box to the God of Wealth: "Brother, my wife stewed this black chicken soup for you. Yes, it can replenish blood!"
"Give it to Xiao Zhou. He has caught a cold and has a fever!"
The God of Wealth opened the lunch box and put a piece of meat in it: "Is the car I asked you to buy ready?"
"Don't worry! When it comes to spending money to buy things, no matter how stupid I am, I can't make mistakes!"
Yin Wenjun nodded and said: "Both cars are high-horsepower off-road vehicles, one is a Mercedes-Benz and the other is a Ford. Although they are old models, the condition of the cars is very good! The cars have been parked in the backyard of my hotel. They were maintained during the day and can be used at any time. Yes, do you think I should deliver it to you, or should you send someone to pick it up?"
The God of Wealth waved his hand: "I don't need those two cars. Tomorrow morning, find two driver's for you and let them drive the two cars to Fushun. When they arrive, they will drive around in the suburbs! After the car comes back, you can find a driver. In a hidden place, tear it down and sell it for scrap metal.”
"ah?"
Yin Wenjun was stunned: "Brother, although those two cars are water trucks, they cost a small 200,000 yuan! Just dismantle them like this?"
The God of Wealth smiled: "I have no social connections in the local area, so I have to use you to do things. If the police want to find me, they will definitely keep an eye on you! Those two cars are for the police who are looking for me. They will be transferred to the city." Besides, it’s convenient for me to do things.”
The corners of Yin Wenjun's eyes twitched: "Brother, are you ready to work tomorrow?"
The God of Wealth nodded: "My status is very special. The longer I stay here, the greater the possibility of being here. I must get out as soon as possible."
Yin Wenjun looked at the sallow face of the God of Wealth and asked worriedly: "With your current physical condition, can you do such a thing?"
The God of Wealth took a big mouthful of food and said, "It's okay. There have been worse days than this. The six boys will take care of the specific matters. I won't affect it."
Yin Wenjun clenched his fists and was silent for a few seconds, then plucked up the courage and said, "Brother, why don't I stay and help you? Although I can't do your things, I can help you drive a car or something." no problem."
"I appreciate it! You can do so many things for me, I'm very grateful to you!"
The God of Wealth shook his head: "We take different paths. Once you step on my path, you can't look back! I can't even dream about a few days of ordinary life, with my wife and children on the bed. Since you have this Everything must be cherished!”
Yin Wenjun looked at his cousin who had taken good care of him since he was a child. When he thought that it would be difficult for the two of them to meet again in the future, he cursed in his heart: "If that stinky bitch hadn't broken her shoes back then, she wouldn't have broken her shoes." You were forced onto this road!"
"They say life is like a play... Destiny is like a strong wind blowing clouds. You can see it but you can't stop it!"
The God of Wealth brought up the past, took the liquor bottle next to him, unscrewed it and took a sip: "Back then, I was riding a donkey backwards to make ends meet, and that man's scooter was a BMW! One is life, and the other is life too. ! But life is different from life. She wants to go higher, which is not wrong in itself."
Yin Wenjun glared and shouted: "It's now, and you're still trying to excuse her? If it weren't for treating her mother, would you, a regular civil servant in the Finance Bureau, have lost your job because of misappropriation of public funds? If not? After three years in prison, how could you ride a tricycle or do hard work?"
"It's all in the past, so why bring it up? I don't regret anything I do. She is sorry for me, but I can live up to my own conscience!"
The God of Wealth smiled freely, raised his head and took a sip of white wine.
The hops in the bottle were surging in silence.
…
On the other side, Zhang Lang finished treating his wounds at a hospital in Shenhe District. Half of his cheeks were swollen like a pig's head, and a bandage was wrapped around his neck.
After chewing two painkillers, he stood at the door of the hospital and dialed Wang Hu's phone number: "Yao Xiaowen has taken it. What should I do next?"
Wang Hu asked back: "How is your injury? Is it delaying your work?"
"It's okay. I just got stitches. The doctor recommended that I be hospitalized, but I'm not that delicate. I'll finish my business first and then I'll come back to continue the treatment."
Zhang Lang paused for a moment: "We have been working for Yao Xiaowen, and now you ask me to take care of him, what's the next move?"
"I have a plan for this matter. Even if Yao Xiaowen doesn't agree with us, the show can continue! You have me watching him to death, and I have to control his family as well."
Wang Hu then comforted him: "Don't worry, when this matter is settled, I will definitely honor what I promised you."
"I work for you, so I can trust you. You don't need to explain this to me!"
Zhang Lang's focus is obviously on another thing: "When will we continue to deal with Lu Tao?"
Wang Hu responded: "This matter is not urgent. It is easy to move Lu Tao, but Yao Xiaowen has second thoughts now. It is difficult to achieve the results I want by just dealing with Lu Tao."
Zhang Lang looked at his reflection on the glass door, frowned and asked, "What result do you want?"
Wang Hu didn't mention his plan: "I can't explain these things clearly in one sentence. In short, you just follow my instructions."
…
Zhang Lang's blow caused Lu Tao to fracture his left little finger. After a minor operation in the hospital that night, he was put in a fixed plaster.
Early the next morning, after Lu Tao got up and was taking anti-inflammatory drugs, Zhao Tai opened the door and walked into the room: "Brother Tao, Yao Xiaowen's battlefield has been sealed. The process went smoothly, but Yao Xiaowen has never had any problems from the beginning to now. Showed up."
Lu Tao put down the medicine bottle and said domineeringly: "Inform the other battlefield owners that we will all gather together this weekend to finalize the matter! Starting from next week, Dongling sand and gravel will be sold at a unified price. Yao Xiaowen will no longer talk about it. Get rid of him completely!"
Zhao Tai nodded: "Yao Xiaowen has run away now, but what can Li Chengkai do?"
Lu Tao picked up his coat: "Yao Xiaowen has already torn his face. It's time for Li Chengkai to make a decision. I will go to the Soviet area to see him again later."
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Soviet area.
After Li Chengkai was woken up by the alarm, he got up early and started washing.
Today is the sixty-sixth birthday of Li Chengkai's father. In his early years, he was fooling around outside, which made his parents unable to hold their heads high in front of relatives and friends.
Now that he has finally become successful, he made his father's birthday banquet very grand. At the same time, he also wanted to take this opportunity to entertain his social connections in Shencheng and pave the way for his transfer of business to the south.
The preparations for this birthday banquet started more than ten days ago, and Li Chengkai booked the Canglan Ting Restaurant with a wave of his hand.
At 7:30 in the morning, the staff of the celebration company were already in place and began to set up the rainbow gate at the door and set up the stage.
Across the street, a dilapidated van parked quietly on the side of the street. The God of Wealth was sitting in the passenger seat, looking at the big word "Shou" on the rainbow door, his face as deep as water and his eyes deep.
