Chapter 225: Three Conditions
"According to what you say, how ruffian is this Hua Jun?"
Tatsu Xiaodao came curious.
I've never seen a gangster in my life!
Feng Zhibai swiped the video sideways, looking too boring one by one, and swiped it casually: "Can't you just arrange a sweeping job at the police station?" β
"He is arrogant, and he is the young master of a rich family, how can he go to be a cleaner."
"His family is so rich, why does he go to work?"
Poked by Yan Kuan's words, Feng Zhibai immediately put down his mobile phone, his face full of puzzlement.
If she had money, let alone work! You have to arrange someone to take care of the toilet!
Yan Kuan, who asked this, couldn't laugh or cry.
"Hmm... How to say it. β
Lao Mitou saw that he was hesitant, and kindly solved the siege: "The habits of rich people are hard-working. Look at Yan Ju, isn't he also a young master from a rich family, isn't he still at the grassroots level, working in a job that is only so big and a few thousand a month? β
Looking at Lao Mitou gratefully, his face was a little better: "Hua Jun is not very old, in his twenties, but he has been idle since he was a child, and he spends money lavishly. Over the years, Uncle Hua has been smeared on his face, and Uncle Hua has no choice but to let Hua Jun go out to exercise. I happened to be at the police station, so he thought about sending Hua Jun to the police station. First, I want to help him, and second, I want to sharpen his character and enhance his sense of responsibility. β
As a police officer, the most important thing is responsibility.
The responsibility is on the shoulders, and it is head-on.
"Even if it's for Hua Jun to choose a career."
Turning off the phone, Feng Zhibai had a smile on his face.
There are very few sons of rich families who can come out to work honestly.
Most of them start their own business or continue their family business.
A person like Hua Jun, who has strong self-esteem and is arrogant, is categorically impossible to go to the police station to be a small policeman.
Yan Kuan took a breath and sighed loudly: "That's right. Not only did he not go, but he also sent someone to break into the police station, and took advantage of the fact that the brothers in the police station were out of the police and directly stole the home. By the time I got the news and went back, the equipment in the police station had been smashed, and the documents in the archives were scattered all over the floor. At the beginning, I planned to arrange a job for him to guard the archives, but unexpectedly, the work did not work out and made a mess of the police station. β
"More arrogant than the master! Have you been caught, have you been sentenced? β
"No, his father is Huayang, how can he catch him so easily. It may also be retribution, when I went to look for Hua Jun the next day, Hua Jun was sick, to be precise, not sick, but infected with an evil disease. β
He clasped his hands and put them in front of him: "When I went, there were many doctors standing in Hua Jun's bedroom to examine him. But the strange thing is that nothing can be checked, and later Uncle Hua sent him to the hospital, and I went with him, and the results of the tests in the hospital were exactly the same as those of the tests at home. β
His face was heavy: "I have been by Hua Jun's side for several days, and in the past few days, as long as he is at night, he will be crazy and crazy, and it was okay at first, but once the time reached half past one in the morning, he began to cry wolf, lying on the bed and turning over and over, and his mouth kept shouting pain." Sometimes I hold my head and cry that my head hurts, and I hold my arms and cry that my hands hurt. After half past one o'clock in the morning, there was still a foul smell coming from his body from time to time. To sum up, I really can't think of anything else except evil diseases. β
"The ghost cries and howls, tossing and turning, the pain hurts, the stench, the proper ghost upper body."
Rubbing his chin, Chen Xiaodao said curiously: "Huayang is so rich, didn't you ask the master to show your son?" β
"That's right. Huayang Real Estate is so rich, it should be easy to hire a master. β
The old rice head was also puzzled.
Yan Kuan said helplessly: "There are no Taoist temples in Qinghai City, only temples and churches. The abbot and presiding officer of the temple were invited, but the effect was not great. The church is an alien god regardless of the local ghosts. I also spent money to invite a gentleman on the side of the road, and even walked the streets and alleys to find a goddess and a half-fairy, but after I came, I said that I couldn't take care of it. I am a police officer, and although Hua Jun is not a good person, he is a legal citizen in the end. After thinking about it, struggling and struggling, I had to come to you as a last resort. β
Chen Xiaodao, the old rice head Guyu did not make a sound.
All three of them were waiting for Feng Zhibai to speak.
Now that Yan Kuan asked if he wanted to help, he naturally had to wait for the person in charge to speak.
Slowly looking at her fingers, she said softly, "Does Huayang himself know that you came to us?" β
Yan Kuan sat up straight and nodded honestly: "I know." But I didn't tell them that I knew you very well, only one side. β
"Go up."
gave a thumbs up appreciatively, and Feng Zhibai lifted the quilt: "It's okay to save him, three conditions, you listen well." β
Seeing her get up, Yan Kuan also stood up and leaned over his ears seriously.
"Double the money, not according to the equivalent of the net worth."
"It can be ensured that Hua Jun will not die, but the exorcism of ghosts and demons is not responsible for after-sales."
"The third and most important point is that after the incident, Huayang, that is, everyone around him, must not hold the old man and other responsibilities accountable. Equivalent to the second article, once successful, regardless of later. β
As soon as her words came out, not only Yan Kuan, but even Chen Xiaodao and the three of them were a little stunned.
Her three conditions are connected together: give more money, after Hua Jun is fine, the commission is over, and she is not responsible for any problems that arise in the later stage, and the other party can't make any trouble for her.
Harsh, really harsh!
"Grandma, aren't these conditions a little too much?"
Chen Xiaodao scratched his head and asked embarrassedly.
Feng Zhibai walked to the big bedroom and spread his hands fearlessly: "Is it too much?" Then why don't you relax the conditions a little bit? β
"To what extent can it be relaxed?"
Yan Kuan was slightly anxious.
Feng Zhibai puffed out his cheeks and snorted: "Hmm... After the package, try not to let Hua Jun die, but it is not clear whether there will be a problem with the brain if he will lose his arm and leg. β
Oh, this relaxed condition is not as good as the first three conditions.
Lao Mi patted his legs, put his hands behind and stood up: "Then let's do it, Yan Ju, you call first to ask if it is appropriate, and ask Chairman Huayang if he agrees." If he agrees, let's go over and take a look after a while, if he doesn't agree, he will trouble Yan Ju and you will change it. β
We're all friends.
But there is a clear distinction between public and private.
Helping others and helping others needs to be considered.
Yan Kuan looked embarrassed, and honestly took out his mobile phone from his pocket: "Okay, then let me ask." β
Paced to the balcony.
It was still raining outside, a little heavier than when he came.
After dialing the phone, he looked at the green flowers and trees outside, and his heart calmed down a lot for a while.
"Heyβ"
The phone was connected.
Yan Kuan was pulled back to reality by the voice, and grabbed the railing of the balcony with his hand and glanced back at the few people sitting in the living room.
"Uncle Hua..."
Speak slowly.
After going back to the bedroom and changing into a decent set of clothes, Feng Zhibai sat in front of the mirror to admire his peerless face.
The complexion is sallow, and there is a feeling of yellow muscle thinness.
"Tsk, what's the matter, my face has been getting worse and worse lately, could it be that I slept too little?"
"Miss Wind."
Just as he was wandering, there was a knock on the door outside the bedroom.
Pulling his face away, he looked away from the mirror.
She twisted up and opened the door gracefully: "Say hello?" β
The moment the door opened, Feng Zhibai's familiar taste made Yan Kuan almost forget what he wanted to convey.
This terrible aesthetic of dressing, I'm afraid it won't change in a few years.
"Uncle Hua wants to invite you over for some tea."
I made a gesture of please.
She tugged at her mink coat and walked out of the bedroom shaking her head: "Tea? The old man's mouth is very tricky, and the tea he asks for is not necessarily the habit of the old man drinking. β
Lao Mitou and Chen Xiaodao have already changed their clothes and brought their equipment.
When I saw Feng Zhibai's usual taste in dressing, I was still impressed again.
"Spicy eyes."
"It's ugly."
Gu Yu sat on the sofa, and there was no way to associate her with the fairy clothes she had worn two days ago.
Of course, except for that face, he is truly enlightened, and nothing is the same.
"Has Miss Feng's taste in dressing always been like this?"
Cautiously approaching the two of them, he asked softly.
Neither of them responded, but the nodding gesture had already made a corresponding reply.
"Look at what? Hurry up, go to work. β
She walked to the door, and when she looked back, Chen Xiaodao and the others were still talking to each other.
I was angry and snorted.
The startled four people cleaned up and hugged her downstairs.
The rain outside was really heavy, and the five people and six umbrellas couldn't stop the rain from wetting their bodies.
The distance from Lao Mitou's house to Yan Kuan's car was only a few hundred meters, but a few people walked thousands of meters like they walked, all the way muddy!
The watery and white pants have turned black.
After getting into the car, Yan Kuan couldn't wait to turn on the air conditioner.
"There's a towel in the back of the car, you can wipe it off."
He handed the clean towel under the seat to Kazechibai.
She took the towel and wiped her head carelessly, always feeling that something was weird.
Today's rain is particularly wrong.
"How many days has it been raining?"
Wrapping her head in a towel, she moved and asked.
Chen Xiaodao couldn't find the towel behind her, so he grabbed the towel wrapped around her head.
With a crisp thud, Feng Zhibai's head slammed into the seat.
"Ahh
Chen Xiaodao, who was frightened by the screams, quickly withdrew his hand, pretending not to know anything, and pretended to be worried: "What's wrong?" Grandma, are you alright? β
Stretching out his hand and rubbing his head, Feng Zhibai looked at Chen Xiaodao, and his eyes were full of words: Kill people and kill mouths.
Lao Mitou and Gu Yu were both frightened by her eyes, and they tacitly raised their hands and moved them to both sides.
At the same time, he said: It has nothing to do with us.
Chen Xiaodao could feel the corners of his eyes beating very hard, swallowing his saliva timidly, and grinning at her without smiling: "If I say it's not me, do you believe it?" β