What Da Chuang didn't expect was that they took Nie Yuandong's IOU of 80,000 yuan, and without much effort, they asked for the 80,000 yuan account from another small factory.

Later, Jing San'er asked Da Chuang why Nie Yuandong would give this IOU to Da Chuang.

Da Chuang only gave a very simple explanation, that is, if this money Nie Yuandong doesn't come out, it will be different for Da Chuang, because, after that, the matter of Da Chuang stabbing Lin Jitao will soon spread, and those who plan to bump into Da Chuang will have to see if they have the physical strength first, whether it is enough.

Nie Yuandong is a smart businessman, rather than letting this money become a dead account, it is better to give Da Chuang them a personal favor.

Connections, when you get mixed up, if you want to make friends again, then it is really not tens of thousands of dollars of favor that can make people remember you, and the "investment" of Da Chuang is also the uniqueness of Nie Yuandong's vision.

Just imagine, if you give a bastard who has already made a name for himself in society to have such an opportunity of tens of thousands of yuan, they may not even say a word of thanks, but it is different to give them these bastards who have just started their own "self-employment".

At least, this money is really thirst-quenching for them, and naturally, in their hearts, they will also remember Nie Yuandong. That's how people and connections come about.

This time, when they asked for an account, a few people in Dachuang got 60,000 yuan, which was also an amount that their gang couldn't earn in a previous year.

For these young people, this is the first pot of gold they earned after breaking away from Zou Yujie.

As for the money to come, how to divide it? Da Chuang did not divide it, because after the New Year, the square side will rent a storefront, and when the time comes, a few people will do it, and they will divide the shares according to the head, and there is no doubt that this time Da Chuang's shares will account for the most, because everyone knows that if it were not for Da Chuang, then the 60,000 yuan would not have been their turn at all.

Zou Yujie never imagined that the money he lent would be repaid years ago.

And Da Chuang also calculated the account to Zou Yujie according to the interest of two cents a month.

Zou Yujie's game hall on the second floor of the house.

With the money returned by Da Chuang, Zou Yujie was stunned for a long time, and after not counting, he put the bag containing the money on the table.

Then, Zou Yujie stared at Da Chuang, as if he didn't know this person at all, and stared for three or four seconds.

"What's the matter, Brother Jie? Da Chuang smiled a little shyly.

"Lao Mo is looking for you?" Zou Yujie's tone was calm, and he couldn't hear any emotional fluctuations.

However, his face was not very good-looking.

Da Chuang knew that Lao Mo was Zou Yujie's "customer", but this time he directly skipped him and found Da Chuang, so Zou Yujie was naturally not very happy.

"Yes. Da Chuang admitted without hesitation.

And this is also the answer that Da Chuang finally finalized after repeating it in his mind several times before coming here, simple and straightforward, because there is nothing to hide, Zou Yujie is no longer his eldest brother.

After hearing this, Zou Yujie nodded twice and said, "Well, this matter, you and I are willing, and it is the same as prostitution." What's more, * ruthless, the drama is meaningless. Although Zou Yujie's words were very plain, he could hear that he was dissatisfied.

But although Zou Yujie's analogy is not so appropriate, the truth is correct.

One is willing to find, the other is willing to take it, the two parties hit it off, and the rest depends on the ability of the accountant, which is understandable.

This also responds to the sentence in the later advertisement, "There is no middleman to make the difference", and this middleman is precisely Zou Yujie.

In Zou Yujie's eyes, the wings of Dachuang are hard, this job is taken, it is the same with him Zou Yujie or not, so even if Zou Yujie has a lot of dissatisfaction, there is nothing to blame.

Da Chuang knew that it was useless to stay here and talk more, and it was better to leave now than to say some unimportant polite words to this former big brother.

"Brother Jie, it's almost the New Year, and the two boxes of pastries on the table are for you. If it's okay, I'll go first. After Da Chuang finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave.

"I don't eat sweets. Brother Jie said this sentence in a stiff voice behind Da Chuang.

Da Chuang, who had just turned around, paused for a moment, and then said, "Give it to the child." After saying that, he didn't look back, and just dragged the door open and walked out.

Da Chuang knew that after this door was closed, he might never step in again, and after stopping at the door for a while, he closed the door and walked quickly down the stairs.

At the same time, there was a "bang" in the house.

......

At about 11 o'clock in the evening, Da Chuang sat on a stool in front of the counter of Shin Shin Hair Salon, and there were two women in the room who were perming their hair, which were also the last two customers of Shin Shin Hair Salon tonight.

The owner of the hair salon sitting behind the counter was called Xiao Fei, a southern guy in his early twenties, with curly yellow hair and a shiny black jacket, which looked like the kind of material made from oil.

At this time, he was talking to Da Chuang, who was waiting for Ma Xiaohui to get off work, and there was a word without a word.

"Da Chuang, I have a friend who sells medicine, don't you know a lot of people in society, if you can help me put some medicine in the dance hall, slow shake bar or something, I will earn money and give you a commission at that time." As he spoke, Xiao Fei handed Da Chuang a red cloud.

"Don't look for me about this. Da Chuang took the cigarette and lit it himself.

"Look, I'm down to business, you said, if you make money and mix well, Xiaohui will follow you, won't you be able to live a good life. Xiao Fei seems to be quite considerate.

"Don't say it's useless, I told you, I will never touch it. Da Chuang rejected Xiao Fei.

"Why can't you think of pinching, I'll tell you......"

Before Xiao Fei finished speaking, Da Chuang grabbed the cigarette butt and said to Xiao Fei: "Come, go on, see how I can burn your mouth with the Big Dipper!"

Xiao Fei dodged back and said, "You see you're really boring, yes, I won't say it." ”

At this moment, a boy who looked like he was only seventeen or eighteen ran in from the outside, with messy hair and blood on his face, and as soon as he came in, he ran to the toilet inside in a panic, and after a sound of closing the door, he heard a "quack" sound, and plugged the toilet door from the inside.

"What the hell is going on, using this as a public toilet?" Xiao Fei said angrily.

Da Chuang didn't speak, but the two of them looked out the door, and he knew that someone would come in soon.

Within a minute, I saw four or five seventeen or eighteen-year-old young men running to the door with pickaxes and steel pipes outside the glass door.

"What about people, you just saw you running this way?"

"You go over there to chase it, I'll go in and have a look!" I saw a young man with a red hair dyed on his head and a dark blue Nike cotton suit, and after shouting at a few people around him, he walked towards the door of the hair salon with a young man.

After the door was pushed open, the red-haired young man asked Xiao Fei, who was sitting behind the counter, "Hey, didn't you see such a tall kid running over?" As he spoke, he gestured with his hand to the height.

"I'm grass, at first glance I thought Nirmaray Zhenzi was coming!" Da Chuang muttered quietly as he looked at the red hair.

Xiao Fei felt disgusted by the attitude of the kid who came in, but he obviously didn't want to offend raw melons and eggs like them, so he shook his head and said, "I didn't see it." ”

After Xiao Fei answered, the red hair obviously had no intention of leaving, so he looked inside, and the other kid had to go inside.

But at this time, Da Chuang spoke: "I said, who are you talking to, there is still a name for the pimple, how did the family educate you!"