Boris and his friends at the Gorky plant humiliated Mr. Popov's men, and it became a topic of conversation among the people of the Gorky plant after dinner, and in the eyes of some young people, Boris was like a big brother who was about to dominate the rivers and lakes of the Gorky Automobile Plant. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Seryosha was not so optimistic, he fell into a deep worry, Boris's affair made the contradictions between the two sides irreconcilable, this matter seriously hit the dignity of the opponent, as long as he still wants to mix in this business, it is impossible to give up. Just as Seryosha was frowning and smoking, the doorbell rang, and an important guest came to Seryosha's house.

"Yuri, I'm glad to see you!" Seryosha greeted Yuri with a warm hug.

"Seryosha, I heard you're in trouble, I'll see if there's anything I can do to help." Yuri was not very accustomed to Seryosha's enthusiasm, and when he came to Seryosha's house for the first time, he brought a bottle of wine to Seryosha.

"Come over for dinner, let's talk while we eat! Daddy, go get a plate for Yuri. Seryosha let Yuri in, gave Yuri a glass of rum, and said, "Taste it, it's sweet like a drink, and it's quite appetizing to drink a little before a meal." ”

Dinner started quickly, again as usual, hearty, with grilled pork chops for the main course and mashed potatoes for the main course. After Daddy led everyone to do the pre-dinner prayers, everyone passed the dishes to each other, each of them sandwiched a piece of grilled pork chops, and filled some mashed potatoes, today everyone had no appetite, everyone only took a little and put it on the plate.

Although Boris has greatly gained face today, he is a little afraid to think about it. He first broke the silence and said: "Seryosha, it is not a solution to be stared at all the time, we must find a way to solve this trouble." ”

Seryosha wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin, took a sip of wine, and said solemnly: "Let's stop for a moment in the past few days, first touch the bottom of the other party, if we don't solve this group, we won't be able to continue doing business." ”

"I have inquired clearly, this group of men is Popov's men, and I am afraid that Yakov is also his man," Mikhail replied in the affirmative.

"People have already stepped on our ground, and if we endure it, we won't want to do business anymore." Boris said angrily, although he did not suffer today. But in hindsight, I was a little scared, if it wasn't for my own land, if I wasn't in public...

"But they have guns, should we also get a few, otherwise how can we fight with others." Jakov suggested.

Everyone was a little indignant, but Yuri didn't say anything, and the 5 years in prison made him know that there was still a difference between Boris and the real gangsters. If you ask Yuri what he has gained in five years, it is that these five years have trained Yuri from an amateur gangster to a professional gangster.

Petrov didn't say anything either, and a couple of lads didn't know what kind of enemy they were facing, having been operating locally for many years, and their forces were intertwined. It's beyond the reach of a few little guys.

Seryosha ate all the food on the plate, drank a sip of wine and moistened it, Yuri understood the truth, he naturally understood, today's Boris incident made Popov and his small gang become complete mortal enemies, this incident seriously hit Popov's prestige, if Popov still wants to keep his position, he will not be able to let Boris go, to deal with people like Popov, the only way is to beat him to death with a stick, fooling an enemy of this level is cruel to himself. Looking at the indignant appearance of his three younger brothers, Seryosha was a little worried that they would blindly provoke their opponents under impulse.

Thinking of this, Seryosha pulled Yuri aside, lowered his voice and said, "Yuri, I'm going to do something these days, I need you to do me a favor." ”

"No problem, Seryosha, what's the use of going to my place, just ask." Yuri replied dryly.

"I need you to watch them for me, don't let them do anything stupid, I need some time to solve this matter completely." Seryosha explained.

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Andropov has been standing anxiously outside the door of Mr. Popov's office for a whole afternoon, and has never been received by Mr. Popov, and the people who come in and out of Popov's office look at this poor worm with some schadenfreude, and Andropov, who is usually so arrogant, was beaten by a group of children. Andropov didn't bother with these people, he only knew that he had not only ruined Mr. Popov's errand, but also disgraced Mr. Popov's face. I don't know how many times I have asked Mr. Popov's secretary to give him a briefing, but each time he has replied that Mr. Popov has no time now.

It was not until dinner time that Andropov was given the opportunity to meet Mr. Popov.

Andropov took off his hat, respectfully held it in his hand, and walked into Mr. Andropov's office with trepidation.

Mr. Popov's office is spacious, surrounded by mahogany bookshelves with beautifully bound books. In front of his desk is a beautiful handmade copper globe and an oak floor covered with a handmade rug from Iran, behind which Mr. Popov sits with a cup of coffee and a cream cake that fills the house. A dessert after dinner has been Mr. Popov's hobby for many years, but today he has no appetite.

Seeing Andropov walk in, Popov motioned for Andropov to sit on the chair in front of his desk, and Andropov excused himself in panic. Popov didn't say anything more, slowly walked out from behind the table and pressed Andropov to the chair. He put the coffee and cake in front of Andropov and said kindly: "I'm hungry, I don't have much appetite today, you just helped me eat it, it's all good things, don't waste it." ”

Andropov was terrified and wanted to get Mr. Popov's forgiveness, but was interrupted by Mr. Popov, who again motioned for him to eat the cake, and looked at Mr. Popov, who was a little angry, Andropov had to pick up a fork and eat it. Mr. Popov behind him suddenly picked up the phone on the table and smashed it on the back of Andropov's head, once, twice, three times, and blood splattered on Popov's face, on the table, on the carpet...