With a bang, Lan Biao pushed the card and said to the two subordinates on the left and right: "You two go out to play, and I'll talk to Lao Wu." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" and the two subordinates left, Lan Biao couldn't help but say: "Old Wu, what do you mean?" From the moment they saw me, they asked me to cash out the nightclub, how long has I been in this nightclub? Cashing out, my subordinates will follow me to drink the northwest wind? ”

Wu Guoping looked at Lan Biao with a smile, did not answer, and said, "Fourth, did you catch Zhou Zhiming's line?" ”

"Groove, that thief is so greedy, I lost more than 400,000 to him just by playing mahjong. Not to mention the money that I send him every month, I have to send Xiaoyan to him every once in a while. Lao Wu, take Zhou Zhiming and have a Ji Ba Mao? Net money into it, and I didn't see a dime of money when I turned back. ”

"All I can tell you is useful, and it works." Wu Guoping said mysteriously: "Do you know Zhou Zhiming's background? ”

"And the calf thing has a background?"

"If you don't say that you are short-sighted, Zhou Zhiming is nothing as a small deputy director of the Finance Bureau, but his father-in-law is Tang Zuojun."

"Who is Tang Zuojun?"

"Binjiang Municipal Party Committee Books, Notes."

"Oh, this kid is quite big?" After a pause, Lan Biao asked, "Old Wu, just say it, what do you mean?" ”

"No matter what I mean, in short, Zhou Zhiming's line can't be broken. You have to remember that if you are willing to give, you will be rewarded if you are giving. What is a nightclub? If you listen to me, I will be able to let you enter the CPPCC in ten years. ”

"Tsk!" Lan Biao was a little reluctant to go to his nightclub. The lower two floors are just that, and the three-story casino can bring him at least two million per month. Scraping all sides, there are also a million in his pocket. Lan Biao has been messing around for so long, and this is the first time in his life that he has been so rich.

"The Fourth ......"

Wu Guoping was still saying something more, Lan Biao waved his hand, frowned and said: "Don't say anything, Lao Wu, you borrowed the money to open the nightclub, and you pointed out the way to me, I, Lan Laosi, am not a person who forgets his roots." In this way, you can do whatever you want, and I will redeem the gold and blue when I turn around. He paused: "But what am I going to do if I redeem it?" ”

"I heard the news that Provincial Highway 301 is going to be renovated. You look for Zhou Zhiming, contract a section of the project, find a few engineering teams, and make no less money than a nightclub. Building roads is considered a training team, I went to the south a while ago, and the housing prices there have risen. The country is developing so fast, in my opinion, this real estate has a lot to offer. ”

"Real estate? I haven't done it either. If it's not good, how can you lose it? ”

"How can you lose it?" Wu Guoping said: "If you can't build the road, then open a few sand and gravel factories along the way, just for the road to repair the sand and gravel earthwork, absolutely sure to make no loss." ”

Lan Biao touched the back of his head and said, "Sand, stone and earthwork, I can do this." ”

Wu Guoping sighed and looked at the time: "It's almost time for me to go back and rest, you ask Zhou Zhiming out in the past two days, and I will meet him." ”

"Okay, don't worry, Lao Wu, I am like the God of Wealth in Zhou Zhiming's eyes now, don't say I'm looking for him, if you don't contact this calf for three days, you can't help but come to me."

With that, the two got up and walked out of the room.

Ding Dakan followed him out of the room and followed Lan Biao and Wu Guoping downstairs all the way. Seeing that the two of them had not settled their accounts, Lan Biao brushed his face and left directly. Ding Dakan hurriedly settled the account, went out and drove into the van to follow for a while, and then found that he couldn't keep up. Lan Biao and Wu Guoping went to the Jinbi nightclub not far away, where Lan Biao's territory was really located. Ballrooms, performing arts bars, and casinos can all enter, but Ding Dakan can't enter other places at all.

Parking the van opposite the Jinbi Nightclub, Ding Dakan called and told Yu Shan about it, and then told the overheard conversation. Yu Shan said, 'Got it', and asked Ding Dakan what his plans were before leaving the phone. Ding Dakan smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Yu, what else can I plan?" Just endure it in the car, maybe the old boy will come out at some point. ”

Yu Shan thought for a while and said, "Don't follow, you can come back first." "It's already November, the temperature in Qibei at night is very low, and Yu Shan is afraid that Ding Dakan will suffocate himself to death after opening the warm wind all night. Moreover, Lan Biao and Wu Guoping have a close relationship, and the previous Ding Dakan's failed tracking in Binjiang showed that this old boy was cunning like a ghost, and Ding Dakan was expected to follow him again, not only would there be no results, but also arouse the old boy's vigilance.

Now that Wu Guoping has arrived in Qibei, Yu Shan knows the next path for this old boy, and also knows the relationship between Lan Biao, Wu Guoping, and Zhou Zhiming, so Yu Shan has the opportunity to rectify Wu Guoping.

"Brother Yu, you really won't let me follow? I'm not going to lose it this time. ”

"Come back, I have other arrangements."

After hanging up the phone, Yu Shan, who had already returned to the compound, walked around the room twice. The relationship between these three people is roughly clear, Zhou Zhiming was corroded and acted as Lan Biao's protective umbrella. This shows that Lan Biao's gang is no longer an ordinary hooligan gang, but has evolved into a gang; Wu Guoping is first of all a professional liar, and he is also suspected of organizing several robberies, Yu Shan estimates that with Wu Guoping as the core, there must be a criminal gang.

After the relationship is smoothed, you will find that although Lan Biao will make a lot of trouble in the future, but now this guy is a pawn who plays a matchmaking role. What Yu Shan really needs to deal with is Zhou Zhiming and Wu Guoping.

Wu Guoping doesn't leave his hands behind, he can disappear under your nose if he doesn't pay attention, there is nothing to say about dealing with this guy, the best way is to find an opportunity to knock this old boy out with a stick, tie him up where no one is and turn on the camera, what tiger chairs, chili water, all he can on to greet him, let this old boy tell what he has committed by himself, and then even throw the video to the police, it's a hundred.

The difficult thing is that Wu Guoping didn't give Yu Shan a chance at all.

Yu Shan thought about it, and could only temporarily set the target on Zhou Zhiming. As a bureaucrat within the system, Zhou Zhiming at least has system constraints. There is no such thing as corruption and perversion of the law in these years if it is not discovered, once Zhou Zhiming is poked out, no matter what background he is, he will definitely not be able to eat and walk around.

On the other side, putting down his mobile phone, Ding Dakan took one last look at the Jinbi Nightclub across the street and muttered: "Old thing, you have to fall into my hands sooner or later." ”

Screwed the key to start the van, Ding Dakan drove the car off the roadbed, got on the road and walked all the way to Zhonghua Road. The car had just driven a few hundred meters away, and there was heavy snow outside. The second snow in winter fell quickly and urgently, Ding Dakan, a person in the capital, had never seen such a big snow, and he felt fresh at first. Passing by a traffic light crossing, Ding Dakan took off the neutral gear and coasted as usual, and only realized that something was wrong when he approached the stop line and stepped on the brakes.

There was a thin layer of snow attached to the road, which was extremely slippery, and Ding Dakan pressed the brakes to the end, and the front of the car still floated out of the stop line. A car on the side honked its horn and turned left in front of Ding Dakan's car, Ding Dakan was startled, looked at the snowflakes floating outside the window and said to himself: "So evil? Gotta take the third gear and go back tonight. ”

When the green light turned on, Ding Dakan was more careful, slowly lifted the clutch and didn't even dare to give the throttle, and only slowly gave the fuel after starting. No more than a year or five, there were few cars on Zhonghua Road on this big night, Ding Dakan drove out a few streets, habitually glanced at the left side mirror, and found that a black Santana had been following behind.

Ding Dakan was doing the work of a scout in the army, and instinctively felt that the car was not quite right. Ding Dakan paid attention, the van drove fast and slow, he was fast, and the Santana behind was also fast, he was slow, and Santana was also slow. After crossing the bridge and catching a glimpse of the car still following behind, Ding Dakan pouted, hit the steering wheel sharply, and the van drifted right into Pioneer Street on the right.

The van turned very suddenly, and thanks to Ding Dakan's good skills, he had to hit the roadside pole if he was driven by ordinary people. The Santana was unresponsive and missed the Pioneer Street intersection.

"Hey, you still want to track me? Don't ask what I was doing earlier. Ding Dakan stepped on the accelerator and increased the speed of the car to forty miles. After driving for a kilometer, a white sedan suddenly popped out of the side gas station, as if out of control, and crossed the middle of the road.

Pioneer Street is a narrow road with no central dividing line, and it is better to say that it is a street than a big alley. In the middle of the white car crossing the road, Ding Dakan's van couldn't pass no matter how slim it was.

It was estimated that it was too late to brake, Ding Dakan scolded, hurriedly grabbed the two-stage downshift, and waited for the speed to slow down before stepping on the brakes. The van stopped slowly, Ding Dakan rolled down the window, tilted his head and leaned out and shouted at the white car: "What's the matter?" I didn't hit anything, so let's go. ”

The next moment, the door of the white car opened, and two guys with bright machetes came out of it. The two guys didn't say a word, and walked slowly towards the van.

"it!" Ding Dakan thought that he had encountered a roadblock robbery, hung up the reverse gear, glanced at the inverted mirror, and then took off the gear again. In the reversible mirror, the black Santana that he had just thrown off slowly stopped behind the van.

Ding Dakan narrowed his eyes, knowing that this matter could not be done well today. The Santana followed all the way from East Fourth Street, and it was clear that these people were not road rage bandits, let alone roadblocks. These people originally came for him, and the only thing that Ding Dakan couldn't figure out was whether these people were Lan Biao's subordinates or someone else.

Ding Dakan took a cigarette in his mouth, reached out to hang up his seat belt, controlled the clutch with his left foot in a semi-clutch state, and stepped on the brake with his right foot. He took out his lighter, lit a cigarette for himself, took a puff, spat out the smoke ring, and slowly rolled up the window.

The car behind came to a complete stop, the door opened, and four big men with bright hands walked down. Ding Dakan hung up the reverse gear again and muttered: "Where did these grandsons come from?" ”

Sighing, Ding Dakan's eyes stood up suddenly, and while releasing the brake with his right foot, he slammed on the accelerator. In an instant, the van's tires rubbed against the slippery ground, and the car slammed backwards like an arrow from a string.

In the midst of an exclamation, the rear of the van first collided with an unlucky man who slipped and couldn't dodge, and then crashed into the front of Santana's car with a clatter. Ding Dakan in the van stumbled, stepped on the clutch and hung up a gear, slammed the accelerator, and the car crashed forward...... (To be continued.) )