Chapter 148: Red Carp
Remove him from an arm, or kidnap a girl.
This kind of cruel words that seeped blood from between the lines when he listened, none of the three men present had any change in their expressions.
The underworld,
He is an outlaw who prospers who follow me, and perishes who goes against me.
I really thought that after watching a few old-fashioned Hong Kong films like "The True Colors of Men", I thought that the gangsters were all good big brothers who fought for righteousness and squandered money?
You can carry a big bag of money and good words to the door during the Spring Festival, and send you a luxury sports car without frowning. Then when you throw your whole family into the Yangon River to feed the fish, you won't move your brow either.
otherwise
Could it be that the bald head looks like he is kind and kind-eyed, as if he is specially opening a good church?
Even the deputy police inspector turned a deaf ear to the bald man's words, and closed his eyes as if he were asleep.
"Officer Wu, I already know about the matter, thank you very much for your news. Help me get in touch, next month's Songkran Festival, I want to ask your old man to go to Shwedagon Pagoda to burn incense. This year, the Myanmar government renovated and restored the murals in the Shwedagon Pagoda, inviting internationally renowned artists, which is very beautiful. ”
The godfather of the underworld did not deal with Gu Weijing in a hurry.
The middle-aged man flipped through the calendar on the table and casually arranged a time.
Then he pointed to his bald head and said softly: "The Gu Weijing in his mouth is a young man I have my eye on, you might as well take a look at the murals he painted, the colors are vivid, very aura, and it is worth thinking carefully." ”
"Sir, I will definitely convey it to the old man of our family. It's just that my old man is a vulgar soldier who has held a gun all his life, and I'm afraid that I will have to bother you to explain the wonders of the mural when the time comes. ”
The second-generation military who had just been transferred from Mandalay to Yangon retired with a smile.
Their level of black-and-white collusion has long passed the point where I gave you a report and you gave me a lot of benefits.
It's too cheesy to take it in.
It's often like this, and it's all in plain sight.
"Sir, you haven't said what to do with Gu Weijing?"
After the bald head saw Officer Wu leave, Brother Hao didn't speak for a long time, just lowered his head and flipped the calendar in his hand, as if he had forgotten about it, and reminded him again.
"Come and see, this painting is awesome. The pen is old and spicy, the pen and ink are spiritual, and there seems to be Zen, just like a Bodhisattva opening his eyes, which is worthy of the handwriting of Grandmaster Cao Xuan. ”
Brother Hao still didn't answer.
The middle-aged man was holding a souvenir calendar from the Yangon government for the Shwedagon Pagoda restoration project.
He looked at the mural work jointly signed by Cao Xuan and Gu Weijing on the calendar, and his mouth was full of appreciation: "It's really good, this color tone is poisonous enough, accurate enough, quaint and angry, I heard that this young man named Gu Weijing spent a noon and tried out the recipe little by little." ”
"I've always liked to work with young people. At first, I just thought that this kid had a good spatial structure with a pen, so I fell in love with him, but I didn't expect it to be a treasure. ”
Brother Hao applauded.
"Is it that good?"
The bald head raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and seemed to be a little disdainful: "That peer Miao Angwen, who is very similar to Gu Weijing, is much easier to buy and is also very obedient." ”
For gangsters,
Young people dare to do things, are easy to buy, are loyal, and are even more ruthless and useful than adults.
Africa has notorious Boy Scouts, and Latin American drug cartels like to select the core of future gangs from among young gangs.
Similarly
Many of the counterfeiting gangs under Brother Hao are middle school students who studied art from ordinary families who were selected by Brother Hao, and they were trained as painters.
Gu Weijing is not the first young man that Brother Hao has taken a fancy to, and he will not be the last one that Brother Hao has taken a fancy to.
Brother Hao needs to add a fake artist this year.
The bald head has repeatedly hit a wall in Gu Weijing's place,
When he changed his goal and bought the middle school student named Miao Angwen, who had similar grades and family background to Gu Weijing, it was very easy.
The other party heard that the famous brother Hao wanted to ask him to paint fake paintings, and he was very excited.
The whole person has become radiant.
Who in the city of Yangon who studies art does not know,
If you can do things for Brother Hao, it means that the God of Wealth has come to the door, and you can definitely make a fortune with your eyes closed, and there is no need for any coercion and temptation, Miao Angwen directly readily agreed.
Truth be told,
This is the familiar rhythm of the bald head.
Brother Hao is the dark godfather of the whole Yangon, I like how much face you are, and let you do things is to give you face, hello, hello, hello, everyone.
How many three melons and two dates do ordinary painters in Southeast Asia earn with a paintbrush for a lifetime?
If you do things honestly for Brother Hao for two years, you will be financially free.
Gu Weijing, who is like a chaste martyr, would rather die than obey, is a minority of the few.
"Like?"
Brother Hao looked at the artist's acknowledgment tablet on the cover of the calendar, his fingertips slid over the names painted with gold powder one by one, and finally stopped at Gu Weijing, and asked rhetorically: "Why do you think that Miao Anwen is qualified to be compared to our little Mr. Gu?" ”
"They're classmates in the same school, and it seems that the teacher's grade report card is similar."
The bald head has always been confused.
He couldn't understand that there were so many outstanding young people, why did Brother Hao have to treat Gu Weijing differently.
Is it really that the house flowers do not have the fragrance of wild flowers, and Brother Hao prefers young painters with strong temperaments?
"About the same grades?"
Brother Hao was amused by his answer.
"Results...... What an artist wants is not grades, but the kind of talent that flashes of inspiration, the kind of enlightenment that is like divine help, and the kind of qualification that is one in a million. ”
Brother Hao flicked his fingers with the calendar photo in his hand.
"With this kind of skill, Miao Angwen is not even worthy of lifting shoes for Gu Weijing. Maybe the whole young painter in Yangon, one counts as one, and none of them deserve. ”
"Boss, is he really that powerful?"
The bald head looked at the photo of the mural on the calendar, and his tone was skeptical.
The original expressiveness of the photo is not as good as the original mural, and the bald head who takes the route of the double-flower red stick is playing with courage and fierceness, and it is definitely not an elegant person like Brother Hao who studied art.
With the current status of the bald head, he no longer needs to cut people with his own hands.
Unfortunately, the level of education is still stuck at the level of street boys.
On how to use a watermelon knife to open a film for others, play Muay Thai with two hands, and the bald head is an expert. On how to appreciate art...... It's really too hard for this gangster.
The bald head can only see that this painting is "quite energetic".
No matter how good it is, he doesn't have the ability to judge accurately.
"Is it so powerful? This is what makes ...... Old man Cao Xuan, you have to praise me for being a young man who is not as good as him! You can not believe my vision, but you must believe in Cao Lao's vision. ”
Brother Hao sighed lightly: "The young man valued by Master Cao Xuan, the art stage of the whole world must be sideways for him, how can such a person, just Miao Angwen, be compared?" ”
The middle-aged man walked up to the three-meter-long ornamental fish tank in the box and looked at the beautiful swimming tricolor koi in the fish tank.
"Taisho tricolor koi, produced in Toei, is the best of the world's wild ornamental fish. Legend has it that it is the carrier of the human incarnation of the daughter of the god [Si Kan God], who mastered art and wisdom in the myth of Toei. Only survive in Lake Biwa in Japan, and for every 100,000 koi fish, there will be one koi fish that can be as red and white as the one in the tank, and the oil is bright and bright. ”
"That young man named Gu Weijing is such a koi. And including Miao Angwen, the young people I used to fancy were just beautiful ordinary carp. ”
Brother Hao looked at the fish tank condescendingly.
"You are going to take off one of his arms, like roasting a carp and eating it. If you grill an ordinary carp that is not obedient, you will grill it, and if you bake and eat such a masterpiece, don't you feel that it is a terrible thing? ”
"Understood, Brother Hao, Gu Weijing is your ornamental carp."
The bald head understood why Brother Hao was extraordinarily tolerant of that young man.
People who have the ability do have the ability to make others tolerant.
Just like the Taisho Tricolor Kinri in the fish tank, which has a market value of at least $500,000, even the water that was exchanged was airlifted from Lake Biwa in Toei.
It's not like a carp in the Yangon River that is a few cents dead.
"But your koi doesn't want to swim into the tank. He didn't even want a Bentley, and he didn't even accept the gifts I gave. ”
The bald head pouted.
He took out the key to the sports car with the letter B plated with silver on it from his waist and placed it on the table.
"Yes, that's the energy, that's the feeling. That's what it's like to be a real great painter, it's great. I really want to see the scene when he rejects you, what kind of eyes it is, it must be very touching artistic beauty. ”
Brother Hao took out a bag of fish food from the side of the fish tank and kneaded it into powder, seemingly unconcerned about Gu Weijing's refusal.
"It's beautiful."
The middle-aged man looked at the three-color koi that came out of the rockery in the water tank and admired softly.
I don't know if Brother Hao is praising his carp or praising Gu Weijing's pure artistic temperament.
"You want Huairou, do you need me to increase the offer?"
The bald head spoke in a somewhat unpleasant tone.
It's just a poor student, and he can't even look down on Bentley, what else does it take to impress him?
A Rolls-Royce?
A holiday villa by the sea in Phuket?
Even if Brother Hao likes this young man, this price is too exaggerated.
Even if you buy some of the works of one of the top 10 painters in Asia, such as Sakai Issei, it will only be this price.
"No, it's not about money. Since he doesn't want a Bentley, even if you trade the Bentley for a Rolls-Royce, or something more expensive, the effect must be limited. ”
Brother Hao seemed to have mind reading skills, chuckled and shook his head to answer the confusion in the bald head's heart.
"Is there no way he can buy it?"
"How is it possible, it's just that everyone has a price for everyone, we just need to find a suitable way to bid, you don't have to worry about this for the time being, I'll play with him."
Brother Hao concentrates on feeding the fish.
It was as if something had suddenly occurred to him, and he changed the subject.
"Yes, that Miao Anwen, how has he been doing lately?"
"It's the same as a normal newcomer, it's not good, it's not bad, and the perception is okay. At present, I am following the old painter to learn the painting counterfeiting brushwork of the Milan School of Painting in the Renaissance period, and I also painted a symbolist imitation, but it did not pass the shipping standard, and was beaten back by the risk control, and it had to be grinding for a while. ”
The bigger the gang, the more likely it is to operate in a formal way of being corporatized.
Brother Hao plays high-end art counterfeiting, smuggling and money laundering, and makes real big money.
Even if his subordinates are fake, there are professional veteran painters to check the risk control, and the fake paintings that do not meet the standard of the shipment level will be sent back.
It is a high-quality route, and it can't be shoddy, smashing Brother Hao's signboard.
"I don't care how he paints, I want to know what this young man's personality is and what his hobbies are?" The Godfather of the Underworld asked.
"That's it, what is the state of the young man with blood on his hands after handing in the name, Brother Hao, you should also know very well."
The bald man smiled.
"I like money, I like women, I like to be in the limelight, little hairy boy. I was going to drop out, but Brother Hao, you heard that the wife of the well-known artist Kazunari Sakai opened an advanced class at Dulwich this year, and Miao Angwen was selected, so he let him continue his studies. ”
Brother Hao has always taken good care of his younger brothers.
When he heard that Miao Anwen was selected for Mrs. Sakai's improvement class, not only did he not ask the other party to drop out of school, but he relieved him of a lot of pressure to learn counterfeiting techniques.
"But this little brother Miao has seen the world of flowers, and he can't bear to be lonely. I have told me many times that I don't want to go to school anymore, so I want to concentrate on doing things for Brother Hao. ”
"Idiot, the mud can't hold up the wall."
Brother Hao frowned.
Being able to become Mrs. Sakai's student and concentrate on her studies will not only greatly benefit Miao Anwen's personal future. Such a good opportunity is also beneficial to Brother Hao himself.
is similar to Brother Hao's desire to build Gu Weijing into a local national painter in Yangon to launder a lot of money.
The more Miao Angwen climbs, the more things Brother Hao can do about him.
As for a fake artist...... This is fundamentally dispensable for today's Hao brother.
After making a few bucks, I began to be unable to bear the loneliness,
It's really the life of a born boy who hits the streets.
Not to mention talent and potential, just talking about the calmness and steadfastness in this character, Miao Angwen is too far away.
Brother Hao's gaze swept over the Bentley keys that Gu Weijing had returned, and sighed.
"Well, you get what you pay for."
"You tell Miao Anwen that he should study well with Mrs. Sakai, and that money and women are indispensable to him. If he can beat Gu Weijing at Dulwich's school recruitment fair, I will reward him with $300,000. If he drops out of school without permission, I'll throw him away and feed him to the crocodiles. ”
"Understood. If you drop out of school, throw it away to feed the crocodiles. The bald head nodded.
There is no intimidation at all in this statement, Brother Hao has never said it to what he has done.
If you say that you will kill your whole family, you will kill your whole family. If they say that they will throw you away to feed the crocodiles, they will definitely not shoot you with a gun, and they will definitely go to the primeval jungle of Myanmar to find a crocodile pond, tie you up and throw you in.
"Since he is Gu Weijing's classmate, and he likes to be in the limelight, give him more pocket money every month, let him have a party, and make an appointment with a female classmate or something......"
"Boss, do you want to stimulate Gu Weijing's eyes?"
Bald head scratching head.
They know best how to use this hand.
Some people are not moved when you put a bundle of gold in front of him, but when you look at people who are in a similar situation to yourself, after following Brother Hao, they start to eat fragrant and drink spicy food, and their hearts itch.
(End of chapter)