we are bad boys

In the early autumn of September, the night was slightly chilly. When the breeze blew, people couldn’t help shivering. Ma Lian and I sat on the cold bench, eating Malatang and fried skewers to increase our body temperature.

"Zi Liu Liu...!" The pockmarked face held a bowl, sucked its snot, took a sip of the soup, turned to look at me and asked, "What about me?"

"Well, your admiration for me came a bit too suddenly, and I couldn't accept it for a while!!" I chewed the fish balls, lowered my head, and said casually.

"If you have any questions, you can ask, but don't be too arrogant!" Pockmarked continued to drink the soup and said something.

"Liu Laojiu ran away??" I asked without thinking.

"Well, run away!" Pockmarked replied.

"You've been staring at the brick factory??" I turned my head and asked expressionlessly.

"To be precise, it was that jb big tiger who shot Li Gungun, that's why I cared about it!" The pockmarked face also hesitated, and very cleverly blocked my words, and asked me to directly The following words were held in his stomach, and he told me directly that before Li Gungun's accident, he really didn't know.

"Staring at the brick factory?? I can understand that you are staring at Caesar?" I frowned and asked again.

"Well, that's understandable!"

"Then tell me, you jb is free and fine, why do you care about Caesar?? I stared at the pockmarked face and asked slowly.

"I can't say it!" The pockmarked face was silent for a long time, then paused, continued to drink the soup and said, "I never thought of harming you!"

"Crack!" The Malatang in my hand fell to the ground, splashing the soup all over the floor. My hand paused in the air, and after a moment of silence, I asked slowly, "What did you ask me for?"

"Tell you where Liu Laojiu is!" Pockmarked replied without thinking.

"After you tell me, what will happen to Liu Laojiu??" I raised my eyebrows and asked.

"What happens depends on your temper, ha ha!" Pockmarked smiled and said lightly.

"If I don't know where Liu Laojiu is, I will be angry, but I will forget it after a while, but when I find Liu Laojiu, I will be angry again, in case someone is unhappy and hurts him slightly , I have to face Bi Ziwen, Bi Ziwen, tsk tsk... the name alone makes me fucking angry, tell me, does this count as harming me?" My voice was quite jb Said something cold.

After listening to my words, the pockmarked face put down the plastic bowl in his hand, threw it into the trash can with a sense of public morality, then lit a cigarette, was silent for a while, and said slowly: "Every company, or individual, At a certain stage of development, there is a period of saturation, Caesars Palace, if you only lie in your nest and run entertainment projects, ten years later, you will still be worth the same, and the status will still be the same, right?"

"Yes!!" I thought for a moment and nodded.

"You have concerns in your heart and are not satisfied with the status quo, right?" Pockmarked looked at me and asked.

When I heard what he said, my heart skipped a beat, because the pockmarked face was right, the hearts of our group of people have never left hh city, and it will be a matter of time before we go back, but I don't understand why he would know so clear.

"If you are not satisfied with the status quo, you have to break the most primitive operation mode. Regardless of whether you have money in hand, the stall must be expanded. Zhang Xu has to take out Huanyu Group for loans. This is the route to take, right?" Pockmarked continued to ask road.

"Yes!" I nodded again.

"Look, here comes the fucking problem. You can't deny that you're still a jerk, you're a mess, and you can't get on the stage. Some big projects, or powerful groups in the city, companies , once you hear the name Caesar, no one will take you to play with how much money you pay, so the projects you can manage should be circled and shrunk down a lot, right?" Pockmarked asked again.

I sighed and nodded.

"A few days ago, I heard something interesting. It is said that Wujiazi Town in Shenyang is a distribution center for egg production. Almost every farmer raises chickens. The annual output value of the whole town is in the millions. eggs over a catty, but what is very strange is that in Wujiazi Town with such a large output value, no egg collector has ever been there. After all the eggs are laid, they are directly loaded into the factory invested by Bi Ziwen. Add a few cents per catty, and then sell it to egg dealers. Do you know how many people are running this business?? Let me tell you, it’s just more than 20 old women who haven’t graduated from primary school!! But they earn a year There is no problem with tens of millions!! Also, the deputy mayor in charge of agriculture, his own son once did not believe in this evil, contacted a boss from out of town, wanted to intervene in the egg stall, and hired more than 200 laborers to go to the countryside to harvest Eggs, Bi Ziwen didn’t say a word, but after more than 200 labors for more than a month, a single egg bud has not been received!! The son of the deputy mayor was angry, and he went to the countryside to grab a villager and asked, fuck** *, my money is not money?? If I add more money, can you sell me?? The farmer told him directly that after six or seven years, we got used to it, sorry, how much do you pay, I won’t sell you!! !! The son of the deputy mayor asked, the name of the village was corrected, we are used to it!!! Is it scary?? Scary???" Pockmarked face stared at me and asked.

I was a little stunned after hearing this, and remained silent for a long time without saying a word.

"It's still the same sentence, we people, there are only a few projects that can be operated. After the industry grows bigger, people will step on people to eat. The road is so wide. Bi Ziwen has been used to it in Shenyang for so many years. It is you One sentence, I want to make the stall bigger, so it will work?? So, don’t fucking say that I hurt you. If you want to spread the stall, it will affect Bi Ziwen, the mayor’s son who will not let go of even an egg. , then the fuck will have to pinch it sooner or later!! This is the same as the old beauty in Iraq!! The plot needs it!! It must be done!!" The pockmarked face looked at me, blinked his eyes, and said something lightly.

The reason why I was silent was because what he said with pockmarked face was really fucking reasonable. I couldn't refute him at all. Two merchants next to each other poured dirty water on the door while they were asleep, let alone those involved Bi Ziwen and I who have seen so many things. . . . . .

"Brother Ma, what kind of monster and ghost are you? You know Bi Ziwen, and you know me too. Could it be that you are the legendary Tianqiao fortune teller?" I licked my lips, stared at him and asked.

"Hehe, I said that I did this to live two more days! Do you believe it?" The pockmarked face was silent for a long time, looked up at me, and said slowly.

"I don't believe it!" I seriously shook my head.

"I fucking feel that you don't bring letters. These days, whoever believes in the truth is not an idiot?" Pockmarked said helplessly.

"Tell me about Bi Ziwen!!" I looked at him without a clue, this person chatted very rigorously, except for what should be said, there was no nonsense.

"Didn't I tell you just now?" He picked up the beer and asked with a pockmarked smile.

"I fucking want to hear something hotter!"

"Then tell me???"

"Well, tell me!"

"Give me a bottle of beer!"

"...I spit in it, don't blame me!"

"Okay, jb will treat you as if I tongue-kissed you!"

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