Chapter Eighty-Nine: No One Does This Work

"Five million? Not that exaggerated, right?"

Huang Wei was dumbfounded, a little incredulous for Song Yun

"I don't believe it, when my uncle's house was demolished, it was calculated according to the construction area, and the price of the tiled house and the building are not the same, although the area of your ice cream farm is a little larger, but except for the three factories that are bungalows, other buildings such as dormitories and warehouses are all tiled houses, and the vacant land without buildings is not worth a few dollars at all, how can there be five million!"

"Hehe, you don't understand this, do you?"

Song Yunlai smiled faintly: "Have you ever heard of nail households?"

Hearing this, both of them understood, it turned out that Han Guang wanted to play this trick!

"Uncle Song, they bought 5 million of our things for 600,000 yuan, and the fool sold them to them! Let's take care of the ice cream farm, and when the time comes, we will also be nail households, no matter what kind of philanthropist wants 5 million, I'll go, wait a minute, I'll calculate how much money I can share!"

Huang Wei's eyes lit up, and he shouted with a hala!

"What nonsense!"

Song Yunlai patted Huang Wei's head, and said with hatred: "Look at your little bit of interest, let me tell you, a philanthropist from Hong Kong spends so much money on the school, we have to know the kindness of the school, can't we have no conscience." We can't take that kind of money, and it's not comfortable to spend it, I won't sell it to Han Guang for 600,000 yuan, but I can sell it to someone for 500,000 yuan. ”

The two people who heard this both gave Uncle Song a thumbs up, but Song Yunlai frowned and said that things are not so simple, the philanthropist from Hong Kong must have built a primary school through the government, I am afraid that someone will make a lot of money from the middle!

"What should I do then?" Zhang Xiaodong spread his hands helplessly: "600,000 yuan has demolished the ice cream field, and in the hands of some people who eat meat and don't spit out bones, he will still sell it at a high price." ”

Uncle Song nodded: "If that's the case, it's really cheap for those people, let's talk about this matter then, it's really not good, let's talk to that philanthropist directly." ”

"How can you talk about it? People who can donate money to build schools in the mainland must be very rich, and there are more bodyguards around us, and it is difficult for us to get close to them. ”

"There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, let's talk about it then! What we need to do now is not to let the ice cream field fall into the hands of Han Guang. ”

Song Yunlai pointed to the liquor on the table: "Open it, I guess those boys are coming soon." ”

"Yes, I am your subordinate. ”

Huang Wei bared his teeth and smiled, took the Wuliangye on the table and unscrewed it, while Zhang Xiaodong opened all the tableware on the table and poured tea into the cup.

"Jingle bell!" The mobile phone on the table rang, and Song Yun came to answer: "It's here, okay, I'll go out to pick you up." ”

He got up and walked out of the room, and the other dishes he ordered slowly came up.

Three minutes later, the door of the private room opened, and Song Yunlai took the lead in walking in, and behind him, there were more than a dozen young people, all of whom were not very old, some tall and some short, some fat and some thin.

"Let's sit down and eat first!" Song Yun lifted his trouser leg.

"Old Song, the Ming people don't say that, the money is put aside in advance, I want to know who is on the other side. One of them, a tall, but skinny young man, asked.

"Follow me, I don't play with friends, let me tell you, you decide for yourself!"

"Han Guang, is that the big boss at the Donghae Bar?" asked the other man.

"Yes, that's him. Song Yunlai nodded, without the slightest concealment.

The tall young man hesitated, then walked over to the table and raised a glass of wine

"Lao Song, I know you mean enough, that day in the ramen restaurant, I lost my wallet, it was you who paid me, but I know how many catties and taels I have, and I can't afford to mess with the person opposite. I've dried this glass of wine, and we'll be friends forever. ”

After the tall young man finished speaking, he tilted his neck and dried the liquor in the glass.

"It's fine. Song Yunlai stared at the table with a smile on his face: "This thing is not forced, it is completely up to you to do it, if you don't do it, let's have a meal and a glass of wine together, I will have a treat!"

The tall young man raised his arm and wiped his lips: "I'm sorry Brother Ang Song, my brother doesn't have such big hands, and I won't eat anymore, I'll invite you another day." ”

"Okay, let's go!"

The tall young man nodded, greeted Song Yunlai, and then walked out of the room.

Then four more young men came to the table, raised their glasses, and said the same thing as the tall young man.

When the wine was finished and the words were finished, the four of them also left.

At this time, there are only five young people left in the old Song Dynasty.

These five people were obviously different from the people who walked before, they were not brightly dressed, and they were even a little old-fashioned. One of them was actually wearing a half-sleeved sleeve printed with a meteor garden, his skin was darker, his body looked quite strong, and his eyes were more energetic.

"What do you five mean?" asked Song Yunlai with a smile.

"Old Song, eighty a day, can you add a little?" one of them asked, "Also, how long can we do this job?"

"I can't say how long I can do it, it's only eighty-one days, and I can't add a single point. ”

"I'm doing a small job on the construction site, and I'll pay me back ninety a day! Although I'm tired, but this money is earning steadily, if you want to work with the black society, I'll give eighty-one days, isn't it a little less, so it's good, two hundred a day, my brother and I are doing it here." ”

"You're ready to go out. Song Yunlai leaned his back on the back of the chair.

"Hehe, what about eighty yuan and still looking for a thug? can Han Guang do it, he can kill you. ”

"Let's go, let's go, this job is not easy to do, grass, run for nothing, and you have to take the road fee. ”

After the man finished scolding, he pulled the remaining four people out.

And among these four people, three of them glanced at Song Yunlai, and then followed the former out.

The room suddenly became quiet.

Zhang Xiaodong and Huang Wei looked at each other in fear, and the former couldn't help but complain: "Uncle Song, eighty yuan is indeed a bit less......

"They will do it, if they don't do it, they will be pulled down, I have made it very clear to them on the phone, this time I will follow me, I can take them with me any project in the future, hehe, it will not be a hundred or eighty things at that time. Song Yunlai lowered his head and took a sip of liquor, and said confidently.

"No matter what, we are facing Han Guang, this is a figure with a head and a face on the black road in Jiangcheng, and no one wants to take this risk. Huang Wei lowered his head and added.

"What is the salary that Ma Long gave you?" Song Yunlai suddenly asked Huang Wei with a smile.

"Two thousand. ”

"It's less than eighty a day, so why are you doing it?"

"For the sake of ...... Friend, Brother Long is interesting enough to me, I want to leave at this time, and he is still a person!"

Hearing this, Song Yunlai and Zhang Xiaodong both laughed.

At this moment, the door of the room was opened again, and three figures flashed in, and these three people were the people who glanced at Song Yunlai before leaving.