Chapter 31: The Professor's Style, the Dumb Knife
After Brother Jiu heard Shen Tianze's words, he asked with a smile: "You can't contact her, so can I get in touch?"
"......!" Shen Tianze was stunned when he heard this.
"Hehe, don't worry, it's nothing, I just asked Nuo Nuo to help me talk about a piece of land, because the other party's boss's daughter-in-law knows her!" Brother Jiu said with a relaxed smile: "It is estimated that she has been very busy these days, and there may be less contact with you! In the afternoon, I will call the boss over there in the afternoon and ask Nuo Nuo to take the time to reply to you!"
"......!" Shen Tianze was puzzled when he heard this, because he felt that no matter how busy Nuo Nuo was, it was impossible for the phone to be turned off for two consecutive days. But since Brother Jiu had already said this, he couldn't ask any questions, so he only nodded and responded: "Okay, then I know, brother!"
"I still have a little problem, so let's be so ang first!"
"Good Ratcha!"
As soon as the words fell, the two ended the call. And Brother Jiu, who was far away in the office of Jiangbei Fudu, squinted his eyes and asked Mark: "Still can't be contacted?"
"Well, neither side can be contacted!" Mark nodded.
"Whew!"
After hearing this, Brother Jiu frowned and lit a cigarette, then pondered for a while and said, "You go over and go in person......!
Mark intervened and sat on the sofa, only quietly listening to Brother Jiu's explanation.
……
Inside the Western restaurant.
After Cao Meng tidied up his clothes, he took his younger brother to the dining table, and then nodded and asked, "Which one is Wu Gang?"
"Brush!"
Wu Gang burped and looked up at Cao Meng: "You don't know me?"
“…… We haven't seen it before!" Cao Meng stood next to Wu Gang and replied.
"Do you know who you offended?" Wu Gang didn't let Cao Meng sit down, only lowered his head and lit a Sun Island cigarette.
"It's all out of the way, so let's not talk about who's right and who's wrong. Cao Meng pondered for a long time, and said very truthfully: "As for me, I'm just a petty businessman, and I can't afford to deal with Lao Han! Look at this, can I lose some money, let's turn the page!"
"Poof!"
Wu Gang, who was drunk, looked up and spit a cigarette in Cao Meng's face, and scolded with a smile: "You still know that you can't afford to be with us!"
Cao Meng gritted his teeth and didn't say anything.
"How much money did you bring?" Wu Gang asked again.
Cao Meng thought about it when he heard this, then took off his coat, took off the money bag directly from his waist, spread it on the table, and said: "I just do a small business, and I don't have much money in my hand, and I still have more than half of the 30,000 li borrowed outside! I know that Lao Han has not been short of money in the past two years, but my conditions are really like this...... You see you take the money, and then go back and talk to Lao Han, okay?"
"Thirty thousand?!" Wu Gang reached out and picked up the money bag.
"Well, thirty thousand!" Cao Meng nodded.
"Do you fucking know how much it costs us to invite our friends to play in the south once?" Wu Gang shook the money bag: "Why are you so bullish?
"I cut him, and he cut me!, didn't he?" Cao Meng gritted his teeth and replied.
"You're a JB, what's wrong with cutting you?!" Wu Gang directly smashed the money on Cao Meng's chest: "What are you doing with Ersheng, what are you doing?"
“…… Then what do you want?" Cao Meng was also a little angry.
"Did you say it first?" Wu Gang tidied up his sexy velvet vest, stood up and asked with a cigarette in his mouth.
"Yes!"
"How much does it cost, do you have to tell me?"
"And how much do you want?!"
"150,000, not a single point less!" Wu Gang's words were sonorous and powerful.
"Then you're going to kill me, I don't have 150,000!" Cao Meng's face turned red.
"Is there any, that's your business!" Wu Gang pointed to Cao Meng's chest and said, "But if you can't take out this money, I can also not get any of it!" But where is Ersheng's injury, I will cut it back!"
"Isn't my brother hurt?" Cao Shuang asked with beads in his eyes: "It's all JB hanging colors, why are you so valuable? It's not okay to give 30,000, who do you want to bully to death?"
"Smack!"
Wu Gang tilted his head and directly pinched Cao Shuang's neck: "Are you talking to me?!"
"Hey!" Cao Meng frowned and stopped in the middle, licked his lips and asked: "150,000, not a single cent, isn't it?"
"Yes, there is no room for negotiation, if you don't give money, I will definitely you!" Wu Gang said very directly.
"Okay, then I'll go back and make up for it!"
"Tomorrow night, I'll get the money here!" Wu Gang replied, pointing to the table.
"It's okay!" Cao Meng nodded continuously, and then beckoned to his younger brother: "Let's go, Shuangzi!"
After the words fell, the two brothers took the 30,000 yuan on the table, turned around and left the hotel. And Wu Gang looked at the backs of the two of them, rudely threw the cigarette butt on the smooth ground and stepped on it, and scolded with extreme disdain: "Why does this person look at the tiger!"
"Do you still want to eat, brother?"
"Don't eat, let's go!" Wu Gang waved his hand and shouted: "Come, waiter, give me two imported toothpicks, and I'll buckle my teeth!"
Outside the door.
After Cao Meng descended the steps, he walked to the side of the motorcycle with a steady pace, and then pulled out a cold pig-killing knife from the canvas wrapped in the back seat!
Look, it's not a dagger, it's a fucking pig-killing knife! A cruel murder weapon with a blood groove and a triangular blade!
"What are you doing?!" Cao Shuang, who was just about to ride a motorcycle, asked very puzzled.
"Do you have 150,000?" Cao Meng asked without being stunned.
"Nope!"
"Do we have 150,000 in our family?" Cao Meng asked again.
“…… Not at all!"
"Then what about you still thinking about JB, waiting for him to me first?" Cao Meng scolded a sentence, then turned around and walked back directly with a pig-killing knife.
"How many knives do you bring?!" Cao Shuang shouted while sitting on the motorcycle.
"Bang dang!"
Cao Meng pushed open the door and entered the Western restaurant, without replying at all. And Cao Shuang looked around, and finally picked up two bricks from the side of the road, one in each hand, kicked the door and followed.
Inside the restaurant.
"Don't you talk about calves? You sell me forty-five of the Yuquan square bottle, you are a black shop, are you forcing me to do the right thing for the sky?" Wu Gang was standing outside the bar at the moment, looking at the bill in his hand, and scolded the cashier.
“…… Our store itself does not allow you to bring your own alcohol, if you have to drink, there must be a price increase!"
"If I drink it, I have to collect money, right?" Wu Gang asked with squinted eyes.
"That's for sure!" the cashier nodded.
"Go, big plum, go to the canteen opposite and buy two new bottles and give them back to him!" Wu Gang wittily commanded: "I'll give him five yuan for corkage later! Fuck you, I'll let you hack me!"
"......!" the cashier completely collapsed.
"Hey, Lao Wu, I have made up the money! 150,000 Gaga new big tickets, all of them are printed on the Lord of Yama! Come, you order!" Cao Meng suddenly shouted.
"Huh?!" Wu Gang turned around.
"Poof!"
Cao Meng stepped forward with an arrow, and a knife directly hit Wu Gang's stomach, which was very strong!