As the demolition progressed day by day, Zhao Zejun was in a better and better mood, and tons of garbage were transported to the garbage dump every day, ranging from a few thousand to tens of thousands of yuan. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

As for Ren Jifu, from the day he entered the small building, Zhao Zejun no longer needed to worry about it, unless the memory of his previous life was deviated. After the crossing, many facts have proved that the power of historical inertia is very strong and will not change easily.

Yesterday, the garbage dump actually found a medal during the Northern Expedition, and I don't know which ancestor left it, several bosses rushed to ask for it, and finally sold it for 15,000, which also set a new high for single-day garbage recycling: the total income in a single day was 29,000, almost breaking 30,000.

Keep up the good work, the money is very good!

After the picking is completed, it will be sent to the recycling station the next day, and that is to count the tons.

A ton of garbage, all kinds of expenses thrown away, Zejian company small 300 net profits, every day a car to the recycling station, a big truck sounds, the financial resources roll in, a trip, is 5,000 yuan.

I thought that one car would be enough, but when it really started, it was a bit too late for both cars to take turns.

The main reason is that the recycling station is so far away! It is dozens of kilometers away from the downtown area of Yijiang City, and it is almost across the city. There is no high speed between the two places, and the car cannot run fast.

Fortunately, there is no high-speed, if the high-speed is repaired, from the high-speed, Zhao Zejun can't do it if he wants not to overload, and the big truck pulls goods at the high-speed without overloading, and the money earned is not enough to pay.

At present, Zhao Zejun has set a tone, and he will definitely not overload. It's not that he wants to be a moral pacesetter, it's really that Zejian Company is still too weak, in case he is caught overloading or has an accident because of overloading, Zejian Company can't cover it.

Of course, 40% of the small 300 miles belong to the demolition and relocation office.

Zhao Zejun initially thought about whether to think of a bad move and get rid of this 40%. Later, this idea was dispelled.

The company's reputation is more important than money, this reputation, on the one hand, refers to the reputation among the people, but more, or in the evaluation of the partner industry, this time the 40% is lost, once it is spread, who is willing to cooperate with Zejian in the future, who will believe in their promises?

The army still sent food and drink to the small building every other night.

Ren Jifu and He Dapeng, the two bastards, don't know what they're thinking in their heads, last night, Ren Jifu really asked Junzi to help call a chicken.

"I guess it's suffocated!" Zhao Zejun couldn't help laughing and said, "Okay, call him a chicken." ”

It was rare for Junzi to raise an objection to Zhao Zejun: "Brother, it's easy to send something secretly, it's too much to send someone, right? What if that young lady comes out and talks nonsense?"

"Who asked you to give it away? Didn't you say it, send a chicken!" Zhao Zejun couldn't help it, laughed and trembled, and said, "You...... Go get some roast chicken and send it in...... Do they love to eat or do whatever they want......"

Junzi opened his mouth, looked at Zhao Zejun for a long time, and said seriously: "Brother, I think you should find a girlfriend, otherwise it will be too boring." ”

"Yes, yes, it's a little boring, this day is a little better, and I want to make something happen. Zhao Zejun shook his head and returned to the topic: "How did Jiang Xuan raise Chexue?"

"I haven't gotten the certificate yet, but it's already open. Junzi thought for a while, and said uncertainly: "He said it would be opened." ”

"Okay, in this way, you go to the driving school to find him, you two go home, get some clothes, go to your house by the way, and bring my luggage, this demolition is already halfway through, and the three of us will eat and live on the construction site in the future." ”

"Good. ”

……

At half past one in the morning, a flaming red motorcycle appeared in an old residential building, and the rider turned off the engine and got out of the car.

It was Jiang Xuan, the one sitting in the back, without a helmet, and it was a soldier.

The two of them had a busy day and came back to get their luggage.

As soon as they stopped, two vans burst out of the alley on the side, one after the other.

The door opened, and a swarm of thugs rushed out.

The leader was Da Hong of the casino, who slipped an iron rod in his hand, and said with a smile: "Brother Xiaoxuan, have you been busy with the project recently? I've been waiting for you for a long time." ”

Jiang Xuan stared at him a few times and sneered: "Da Hong, you take aphrodisiacs, and you are pretending to be a ghost with me in the middle of the night?!"

A black-faced man who came with Da Hong said in a deep voice: "Jiang Xuan, Mr. Song asked you to come with us." ”

Seeing this black-faced man, Jiang Xuan's heart sank.

He knew this person, he was a special dirty man under Mr. Song, his origin was unknown, his name and identity were not clear, and he usually didn't show up much. But Jiang Xuan could sense that this person was definitely not an ordinary gangster, and it was likely that he was carrying human life.

Jiang Xuan quietly put her hand in her pocket and held the butterfly knife.

The black-faced man shook a long travel bag in his hand, aimed it at Jiang Xuan and the soldiers beside him, and said expressionlessly: "No matter how fast your knife is, can you be faster than a troll?" ”

Jiang Xuan frowned, he knew too well what was in his travel bag: a five-shot steel ball gun with the muzzle sawed.

Shooting at this distance, he and Junzi can't fly.

Jiang Xuan slowly took her hand out of her pocket, and said with a hippie smile: "Brother Hei, you look up to me too much, move me, it's not enough for you to bring six people, even trolls are used." ”

"Your little brother Xuan is famous, so you can't guard against it. ”

After Brother Hei finished speaking, he rushed to the open car door and pouted, "Don't be verbose, get in the car yourself, don't make trouble on the road, I won't move you." What's the matter, I'll talk about it after seeing Mr. Song. ”

After speaking, he squinted at Junzi and said, "Junzi, come along." ”

Junzi's shoulders shrugged slightly, and he was about to start, but Jiang Xuan held him down.

"Okay, Brother Hei, you are righteous, I remember this love Xiaoxuan!" Jiang Xuan grinned, and gave a thumbs up to the black-faced man with an unknown meaning.

"There are many people who remember me, and you are not the only one missing. Less nonsense. ”

Brother Hei's voice changed abruptly, "Grass ......"

Just after Jiang Xuan stretched out his hand and gave his thumb, the smile on his face suddenly disappeared, his eyes flashed, his thumb stabbed heavily on the temple of the black-faced man, followed by the whole person pounced on him like a leopard, and with a bend of his elbow, he hit the black face fiercely.

Taking advantage of the moment when everyone was stunned, Jiang Xuan pressed the travel bag in the other party's hand and threw the black-faced man to the ground.

"Run!" Jiang Xuan roared!

The soldier gritted his teeth, like a small cannonball, and knocked the nearest thug away, and fled.

"Yellow hair, three cannons, you go and chase!"

Da Hong roared and kicked Jiang Xuan the back of the head.

"Fight to the death!"

"Fuck you!"

In less than a minute, the two younger brothers who had been sent to chase people came back panting, unable to speak, and shook their heads vigorously against the wall.

Brother Hei's face was covered in blood, he got up from the ground and glared at them fiercely, "Waste!"

Jiang Xuan also got up with a blue nose and swollen face, leaned crookedly against the door of the van, a few wisps of blood flowed down her face, grinned, showed a mouth full of white teeth, and said with a hippie smile, "Brother Hei, I really don't blame them, my brother, can enter 12 seconds in 100 meters......"

The black-faced man raised his hand, and the butt of the five-shot gun hit Jiang Xuan's side face fiercely.

With a click, half of Jiang Xuan's face seemed to be deformed, her body went soft, she fainted, and spread on the ground along the door of the van.

"Take it away, get in the car. ”