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Wang Jingzhe slept in the Chen family mansion for another night. The next day, he walked out of the mansion alone. Xiang Que stood upstairs, hugged his arms and looked at his figure as he was leaving, and said: "It's exactly the same as when I first left Gujing Temple..."

As soon as I went down Zhongnan Mountain, Xiang Que was full of pride and dissatisfaction. He had the temper of a tiger and leopard son. He was head-on regardless of right or wrong or result when he encountered something. For this reason, he also hit a big bag in his head. As a veteran, Uncle Xiang’s opinion on Jingzhe was that there was no need to fight for everything, and it was nothing to feel aggrieved when he had something.

Last night, Xiang Que talked with Wang Jingzhe for a few words, which meant to comfort him. There was no need to hold on to some things, and there was no need to exaggerate them, because a person like Lao Gu had been in power for a long time, he might not have a righteous spirit, but he definitely had an official spirit!

In ancient times, even if he was a ninth-rank sesame official, when he was walking at night, he would have to walk around the ghosts and dare not look at him directly. If he was a first-rank official, sitting at home would be called a house-controlling beast.

These rules are the same now. Lao Gu has an official spirit, which is his amulet. The slutty people dare not think about it. If Wang Jingzhe collided with him head-on, Lao Gu might fall, but he might be backfired.

But Wang Jingzhe had Wang Jingzhe's consideration. His consideration was that if someone did not offend me, I would not offend him. Gu Fei almost made trouble for him. He didn't want to swallow this, so he planned to take Lao Gu along the way.

At the train station, Wang Jingzhe bought a ticket back to Shanghai.

A day later, in a street near Shanghai People's Square, Wang Jingzhe squatted on the side of the road smoking a cigarette. He squatted for the whole afternoon. He was waiting for the few thieves who touched his fellow villager's bag last time.

Wang Jingzhe is very familiar with these martial arts. These people who work hard have their own territory and never cross the boundaries. Those who are in the train station are always there for many years. Of course, the people in the People's Square often stay here.

In the 360 ​​trajectories, each trajectory has its own rules, which is also called the law of survival. Otherwise, if the traitor runs around, the business will definitely be in chaos.

It was around five or six o'clock in the evening, which was the rush hour. At this time, a large number of people would come out from the subway and buses, all of whom were working in a hurry. They were basically busy rushing or looking at their mobile phones, which was naturally a good opportunity to steal.

When Wang Jingzhe was smoking and his throat was about to smoke, he saw a few stealers appearing again that day. He tacitly approached a woman with a bag on her phone from several directions, as if he had already found a target to start.

Wang Jingzhe threw away the cigarette butt, got up and rubbed his sore thighs, and walked towards the opposite side. After a few steps, he bumped into a middle-aged man with his shoulder. The other party frowned slightly. When he looked up and saw Wang Jingzhe, he was stunned and said with a sneer: "Brother, is this a coincidence?"

"Haha, it's not a coincidence at all. I'm here to wait for you."

"Swish" the other party reached out and touched his pocket. He took out a sharp knife from his pocket in a quick way. He clasped his teeth and said, "Friend, is it too much? Last time you messed with our work, we patted our butt and left. This time I didn't mess with you, and I had to mess with us again, thinking that we were vegetarians? At worst, we don't want this place anymore, and we have to talk to you very well today."

When middle-aged people were talking, the people around him quickly surrounded him, as if they were about to take action if they had a disagreement.

Wang Jingzhe waved his hand and said, "Don't be nervous, I don't mean to ruin your business, nor is it because I'm sincerely looking for trouble. I have a business to discuss with you. Is it interesting to take on it?"

The middle-aged man looked at each other with surprise, but he didn't expect that Wang Jingzhe had something to come to the door, which was a bit beyond their expectations.

Wang Jingzhe took out a few cigarettes from his pocket and handed them over, saying, "Let's chat?"

The other party took his cigarette but did not smoke it, but put it on his ear casually. He was very cautious. The man asked in confusion: "What are you talking about?"

Wang Jingzhe glanced at them. The four of them seemed to be quite ordinary. The middle-aged man was wearing glasses and dressed well, a bit like an intellectual. Next to him was a woman in her thirties with a bulge in her lower abdomen, looking a bit like a pregnant woman. There were two people behind him, one dressed in white-collar worker, and the other looked like a migrant worker. These four people were four occupations and four groups.

In fact, in the stealing industry, they all do their own jobs and are responsible for a lot of things. The women pretending to be pregnant women are responsible for the collision, the migrant workers are protective, and the white-collar workers should be helpful. As for the middle-aged man, they are the last one to pay for the bag, but in addition to the four of them, there is also someone who is responsible for the central coordination.

"Sit down and talk with your boss. Don't look at me with such a cautious look. If you really want to cheat you, then the police may be the one who comes with me." Wang Jingzhe said with his hands spread out.

The middle-aged man in glasses nodded suspiciously, and his eyes looked behind Wang Jingzhe. When he turned around, he saw a little old man squatting on the curb not far from him. He was about fifty years old. He looked quite shriveled, with a triangle-shaped bearded eyes. It was not surprising that he looked everywhere on his body. Only his eyes looked very sperm, and his eyes were still unable to focus in his eyes. He was always in a free state.

He suddenly smiled, and showed a mouthful of yellow teeth while grinning, and waved his hand at them.

Twenty minutes later, Wang Jingzhe and five others sat on a table in a small restaurant nearby.

"Wow" He picked up a bottle of beer and took the initiative to fill the cups of several people. After pouring the wine, he made a drink first, then swayed the empty cup and said, "I have a big job to ask you to do. It's a sure business. If you do this job well, you won't have to pay any more work in a few years after you finish it, but the place you are doing is a bit far away, not in Shanghai and Tangshan..."

Several people looked at each other, and the shriveled old man asked with a thief smile: "Can I ask, why did you come to us?"

"It's very simple. I can only find you guys who work hard, and I have had contact with you. If I know other people, I won't be busy going back and forth."

"Then why do we have to agree to you?" the old man asked with his eyes slanted.
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