"Later, after being released from prison, Basho paid for you to open this freight yard, and went to Hunan-Nan by yourself, ten years have passed, Huang Yougui, I want to ask you now, are you willing?"

Speaking of this, Yuan Cheng's tone changed, his eyes burned like fire, and he looked at Huang Yougui with burning eyes, and this glance reached the bottom of his heart.

Because of the long-term labor, the skin has become dark, the arms have become strong and powerful, and even the originally sharp eyes have now gradually become a little cloudy Huang Yougui, who looked at the muddy overalls and leather shoes under his feet blankly, and was speechless for a long time.

He had a struggle in his heart in the detention center whether to retract his confession, but when he thought of his younger brother Basho's daughter-in-law with a big belly, his mind was no longer shaken.

Later, when he came to prison, he also regretted sleeping in the cold bars and sleeping on the Chase Bunk of twelve, but it was too late.

After he was released from prison, unlike the dozens of people who saw him off before he was imprisoned, only Basho in a suit and his daughter-in-law holding the child came to pick him up.

Compared with three years ago, Huang Yougui's mood was indeed a little low, but seeing the happy smiles on the faces of Basho and his daughter-in-law, he felt that everything was worth it.

Man, sometimes it's that complicated.

Guarding such a small freight yard, whether it is the head of the delivery household or the relevant regulatory unit, they often make faces at this little big brother who was still dominant three years ago.

In order to keep the small freight yard running, Huang Yougui doesn't know how many times he has been blinded and how many times he has been humiliated, but he can only accept it and grit his teeth and persevere.

"Do you remember, how people used to call you your brother?" Yuan Cheng took two steps forward, looked down at Huang Yougui and asked softly.

"Brother you?" Huang Yougui muttered in a low voice.

Just two simple words brought Huang Yougui back to more than ten years ago, and this strange and familiar title really carried too many memories for him.

"Sell you to me too, I promise you to restore your former scenery within a month, and I guarantee that you will stand on the highest peak in the north of the city within two months!"

It is said that a qualified HR can see what every job seeker wants most, but Yuan Cheng goes one step further, he can always give what the person he chooses wants most.

How many men don't want to get drunk on the knees of beauties and wake up to the power of the world?

It's not entirely true that there is nothing more addictive than power, but it applies to most people who have held some power.

Yuan Cheng's words have a fatal temptation for Huang Yougui, a middle-aged man who was once a short-lived glory.

But Huang Yougui, who will soon know the destiny of heaven in a few years, also knows very well that there is no free lunch in this world, and if you want to get it, you must pay a certain price.

So he bit his lip and asked, "What do I need to do?" ”

"Do you know the nightingale in the business district during this time? That's what I did. Different from the previous mysteries, this time facing Huang Yougui, Yuan Cheng asked openly.

Huang Yougui took half a step back, and pointed at Yuan Cheng with some hesitation: "Are you the person behind the nightingale?" ”

Yuan Cheng responded calmly: "Yes! Would you like to be a person like Chen Fan? ”

Now it's Huang Yougui's turn to be entangled, and he knows very well what the nightingale will end up with, although he won't run on the road now. But during this time, the impact of the nightingale was huge, and it was also a stir among the residents in the north of the city.

As a person who has run on the road, Huang Yougui has to look at the problem more carefully and think more deeply than ordinary people.

Don't worry about how miserable Chen Fan's death was on the spot, Chen Fan did have a good time in the past few months.

If you want face or life, if you pick a random person among all living beings, most of them will indeed choose life.

But Huang Yougui, who has experienced glory and groped in the dark for so many years, really longs for the days like that, so it is difficult for him to make a choice.

Yuan Cheng seemed to have a mind-reading technique, and he saw Huang Yougui's thoughts at a glance, and explained casually: "The reason why Chen Fan died actually doesn't have much to do with me. In other words, he can do what I ask, and there will be no final outcome at all. I did make mistakes, but my fault was that I shouldn't have chosen someone like him, but he lost his life in the final analysis, and it was he who was clever about himself. ”

When Yuan Cheng spoke, his demeanor was very calm, the clouds were light and light, as if he was talking about a trivial matter that had nothing to do with him, relaxed and leisurely.

"Can I think about it?" After Huang Yougui hesitated again and again, he looked into Yuan Cheng's eyes and asked such a sentence.

"Yes, before tomorrow morning, if you have an idea to join, you can ask Lao Li for my number."

Yuan Cheng didn't stop after speaking, turned around and walked towards the door, which can be described as quite decisive and crisp. When he went out, he didn't forget to close the door for Huang Yougui.

Sitting in front of the dilapidated desk, which was already full of small holes that had been eaten by insects, Huang Yougui thought for a long time and took out a pack of Hibiscus King specially issued to the supervisors from the drawer, tore open the tin-foil, and skillfully lit a cloud swallowing mist.

He has been quitting smoking for almost two years, and for no other reason, he is simply poor, he can't afford to smoke, and he has done his best to keep the yard running.

But today, faced with what may be the most important choice in his life after he was imprisoned, he finds that he can't hold it back. He needed to smoke a cigarette to calm down and sort out his thoughts before he knew where to go next.

However, Huang Yougui didn't really spend a day thinking about this problem, and he didn't have a day for him to think about the problem, just when he was sitting at his desk in a daze, the partner called for the second time and asked him to settle the balance today and terminate the cooperation, he resolutely dialed the phone number of his noble Lao Li.

Most of people's lives are destined to be ordinary, and even more so. But why do you have to live like this? Huang Yougui, who thought he had seen the sun, finally chose not to be ordinary.

…

On the other side, Zeng Rui, who had finished reading the information, had a short exchange with Luo Zhiqi on the phone.

Luo Zhiqi also did not approve of Zeng Rui's war with Li Xiao at such a time, firstly, the strength was not equal, and secondly, the timing was not suitable.

If the time and place are favorable, and one cannot be occupied, this battle will not be fought.

Luo Zhiqi's point of view, Zeng Rui did not refute it. In fact, he told Luo Zhiqi in advance that he had such an idea, which could be regarded as making him a little mentally prepared in advance.

After doing all this, Zeng Rui called Yida and took the initiative to contact Fuchao and Zhiyang, the two little brothers who had just joined Lightyear.

Since the two joined the gang, everyone has not had a serious conversation, after all, they have proved their sincerity and courage at the construction site in the northern suburbs of the city, and they can be regarded as having submitted a petition. Then even if you don't have any initiation ceremonies or anything, you should still give a little bit of a meeting gift.

What's more, there are few people in light years, and Kanba has no intention of continuing in this regard, Zeng Rui and Yida are also time to have a good talk with the two, and then entrust them with important tasks.