Bang bang bang!

After Chai Jin intensively shaved the man's face several times, he grabbed his head and pushed it into a nearby trash can.

In the trash can, there were domestic garbage from nearby residents, as well as urine from naughty children who passed by last night.

There are also phlegms spit by various aunts, which will make you sick as much as you want.

Those aunts who had just started yelling and scolding me more fiercely than anyone else collectively made a fuss.

Pretend that nothing has happened, continue to line up neatly, and don’t even look at this place anymore.

After Chai Jin stuffed the perm into the trash can, he lit a cigarette and said in a cold voice: "You still talk mean?"

It took a long time for the young man to struggle out of the trash can because he was scared.

"I don't dare anymore. I'm sorry. I was too anxious... My girlfriend is waiting for my call."

"Brother, I know I was wrong."

Chai Jin looked at him with a dark face: "Go and wash your hair. It's not good to see your girlfriend like this. She smells slutty."

"Oh, okay, thank you for your concern."

"Is there anything else?"

"No more."

"Then I'm leaving."

"Okay, please walk slowly."

Chai Jin looked at the time on his watch, turned around and walked out of the alley, hailed a taxi and drove away.

As soon as the perm-haired young man left, he started to act like a grasshopper hero afterwards.

He was talking wildly as if he wanted to eat Chai Jin alive.

As he cursed, he unconsciously touched his head with his hand.

I smelled it on my nose instinctively.

vomit!

"What kind of bastard is peeing in the trash can! In such an international metropolis, such a cruel and inhumane thing happened, won't it smear our country in the international arena?"

The people on the side looked at him like a fool.

…

Jing'an is a bit far away from Fudong.

In 1992, Fudong District was still very desolate. To the old Zhonghai people, this was the countryside.

There are quite a few dirt roads along the way, and the dust kicked up by large trucks roaring past is suffocating.

The driver in front complained that he shouldn't have taken this order.

Chai Jin sat back and kept looking at the desolation outside the window.

My heart is in turmoil.

Who would have expected that Fudong District, once considered a rural area, would become one of the most prosperous areas in the country in the past few years.

After stumbling and stumbling, the taxi finally "swung" on various dirt roads to the designated location.

After giving the money to the driver, the driver complained again: "I lost money on this trip to my grandma's house. The cost of washing the car was more than this amount!"

Full of complaints, he stepped on the accelerator and finally left.

The rear wheels rolled up a piece of dust. Chai Jin fanned in front of his nose, squinted his eyes, and saw through the dust in front of him the neon sign of Rumeng Club flashing across the street.

Crossed the road and walked in.

The business inside was very busy. Although it was only five or six o'clock, there were already some men and women with perms and bell-bottom pants twisting around inside.

There are dazzling colorful balls spinning overhead.

Chai Jin found a place to sit down and ordered some food.

Silently looking at these twisting young men and women with permed hair, this group of people will definitely become the main force of square dancing in a few years.

I waited until half past seven.

A man with a big belly and a big beard walked in at the door, holding a cell phone in his hand.

It's still the same as it was at the beginning, the big shirt that southerners love most.

All the waiters inside should know him.

As soon as he walked in, he was surrounded by all kinds of Boss Cai and Mr. Cai shouting.

The man had no choice but to take out a handful of change from his pocket and gave it away before sending it away.

Chai Jin recognized it, this was Cai Weiqiang.

He stood up and waved.

Cai Weiqiang walked over to his eldest brother, sat down and stared at Chai Jin: "It's really you."

"I thought it was someone else who came to catch my fish."

Chai Jin smiled calmly: "Sit down, I want to talk to you about something."

Cai Weiqiang sat down and lit a cigarette. The majestic look in his eyes was still there, but the aura exuding from his body could not hide his current embarrassment.

Chai Jin then asked: "What happened last year?"

Cai Weiqiang sighed and then began to talk about what happened to him.

Only then did Chai Jin realize that Cai Weiqiang specialized in reselling stocks on the black market. He did not trade in stocks. To put it bluntly, it was a black market trading center.

You buy and sell stocks in my hands, and I charge you a commission.

This kind of black market trading was everywhere before a formal trading center was established. The higher-ups were trying to cross the river by feeling their way through the stones, and the legal system was not sound, allowing people like him to take advantage of the loopholes.

But some rules were promulgated at the end of last year.

One of them is to severely crack down on black market transactions.

In this way, they were dealt with in one fell swoop and many people were sentenced.

Cai Weiqiang had a certain background and was fished out.

The people were fished out, but most of the property was confiscated.

In an era when the industrial legal system is imperfect, many people can seize this opportunity to become rich overnight. In one day, they can earn wealth that ordinary people cannot even imagine in a lifetime.

Similarly, if you don't withdraw in time, people who are still greedy will definitely spit it out bit by bit after the formal legal documents are issued.

This is a characteristic of the 1980s and 1990s.

In the end, the subscription certificates will inevitably be traded on the black market.

Chai Jin needs Cai Weiqiang's black market connections and ability to realize his potential, which is why he seeks out Cai Weiqiang.

However, he still did not talk about the subscription certificate because he was afraid that Cai Weiqiang would intervene. Once he intervened, the capital involved would be huge.

Cai Weiqiang talked about his humble debut, and the more he talked about it, the angrier he became: "Do you know how I came to my friend's shop to support him?"

"When you enter the restaurant, give each waiter a hundred yuan tip! What now? I can only take out a few yuan in my pocket."

"Also, you were lucky enough to call me today. My eldest brother is also prepared to pawn the goods for 6,000 yuan. The buyer will come to pick up the goods tomorrow, and you won't be able to find me one day later."

"Is the situation so bad?" Chai Jin looked at him calmly.

"I can't afford to eat anymore, so I plan to go back to Guangzhou to raise fish." Cai Weiqiang said in a low voice.

Obviously these past few months have been miserable.

Halfway through, he suddenly stopped: "By the way, what do you mean by asking me to make a comeback on the phone?"

Only then did Cai Weiqiang notice the changes in Chai Jin.

When I saw him for the first time in the restaurant that day, I felt very downcast.

But this time we met again, I felt that Chai Jin had a lot more open-minded temperament.

The situation is definitely much better than before.

Chai Jin put down the cup in his hand. He looked young but had a very sophisticated temperament.

He looked at the dance floor over there and said calmly: "Do you dare to reopen the black market?"

"Crazy!" Cai Weiqiang said with lingering fear: "Do you know how strict we are now?"
Chapter completed!