Niu Qingkui was also very dissatisfied with Song Xuefeng.
It's a good thing that something like this happened.
If you don't care what you say, why are you messing around?
Give me those heavy trucks and nothing will happen?
"Niu Zi, Brother Niu, look at this!" Song Xuefeng waved his hand in embarrassment.
"Fengzi, let me tell you, this brother of mine is a ruthless man who has been on the battlefield and killed people.
Some time ago, we went hunting in the mountains, and Brother Zhang had a confrontation with a tiger, which scared the tiger away.
Carrying more than 100 kilograms of wood alone, walking on a mountain road feels like walking on flat ground.
There is also marksmanship. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a sharpshooter. He can hit wherever he points.
Did I tell you that one night we were attacked by a pack of wolves, and Brother Zhang killed more than twenty wolves by himself?"
"Brother Niu, you are exaggerating.
I've been on the battlefield!
That is to say, when suppressing the rebellion in Tibet, I achieved one first-class merit and two second-class merits." Zhang Junping retorted with a smile.
If Zhang Junping gets angry and curses at him, Song Xuefeng will not be afraid.
But Zhang Junping's attitude really made him feel guilty.
Zhang Junping acted too calmly, so calm that it made people feel frightened.
There is a saying that a dog that bites does not bark.
Although it doesn't sound nice to use it as a metaphor, it is true.
Zhang Junping turned the gun around in his hand, then flipped his wrist and the gun disappeared.
"Huh?" Song Xuefeng, who had been staring at Zhang Junping, was stunned.
Zhang Junping ignored Song Xuefeng's doubts.
I got up, packed my things, and walked outside.
"Brother, why are you going?"
"Brother Niu, I won't have dinner with you tonight.
After a while, I will go to Hegang to meet you for a drink."
"No, brother, what are you doing?" Niu Qingkui asked.
"Oh! I'll find another place to live.
By the way, the gift prepared for you is in the cupboard." After Zhang Junping finished speaking, he left the guest house directly.
"What should I do?" Song Xuefeng asked.
"What else can we do? Hurry up and go find your leader!"
"Didn't you see that he has already moved to another place?"
"What do you mean?"
"What do you mean? People know that you have one-third of an acre of land, and they are afraid that you will play dirty tricks.
So, I hid."
"Why are you hiding?"
"What are you doing?
Fengzi, are you stupid?
Hide and play with you slowly!
Two million nine hundred thousand, brother!
Your leaders are so brave!
Who else wouldn't risk their lives with him?" Niu Qingkui said angrily.
"Alas!" Song Xuefeng sat blankly on the sofa, looking ahead blankly.
"Fengzi, what's going on with you?" Niu Qingkui finally discovered something was wrong with Song Xuefeng.
"Niuzi, I was wrong!" Song Xuefeng said stupidly.
"What's wrong?" Niu Qingkui looked at Song Xuefeng in confusion.
"I shouldn't be greedy and be obsessed with money." Song Xuefeng was frightened by Zhang Junping at this time and said blankly.
"What do you mean?" Niu Qingkui frowned.
"It was not our leader's idea at all to give Zhang Junping 50 tons of liquor as credit.
It was me who was blinded by so much money that I came up with such an idea." Song Xuefeng finally told the truth.
In fact, that was the money their leader wanted to blackmail Zhang Junping.
It was Song Xuefeng who saw that Zhang Junping was easy to talk to, and also knew that Zhang Junping's heavy truck and tractor were actually exchanged for 50,000 kilograms of liquor.
Therefore, I planned to blackmail Zhang Junping’s money.
Anyway, Zhang Junping is unfamiliar with this place, so what can he do even if he is hacked?
Besides, Zhang Junping didn't suffer a loss either. Fifty tons of liquor was twice as much as his 50,000 kilograms of liquor.
He can also replace more heavy trucks.
This is Song Xuefeng's true thoughts.
However, he was frightened to death after being manipulated by Zhang Junping.
Seeing small profits but forgetting the great righteousness, doing great things but cherishing one's life, it is said that people like Song Xuefeng are like this.
"You!" Niu Qingkui clenched his fists and wanted to hit Song Xuefeng, but looking at his pitiful appearance, he didn't bother to hit him.
Dirty your hands.
"Fengzi, I will call you Fengzi for the last time.
If you don't think about it, he dares to come to Syracuse alone to do business with the double-headed eagle. How can he be an ordinary person?
You are so close to the double-headed eagle, why don't you do business with the double-headed eagle?
Such a ruthless person, you actually bully him as an honest person?
You were bullied, but you should hold on!
If you really hold on, I'll look up to you." After Niu Qingkui finished speaking, he opened the cupboard, took out the tiger skin inside, turned around and walked outside.
"Niu Zi, Niu Zi! Help me! You have to help me with this matter no matter what!" Song Xuefeng grabbed Niu Qingkui and begged.
"Go back and wait! When he comes to find you, give the money to him honestly.
I believe Brother Zhang is not an unreasonable person." Niu Qingkui looked at Song Xuefeng with disgust and said.
"But, what should I say if he calls me?" Song Xuefeng still held on to Niu Qingkui.
"You...just say that you have done your leadership's job well and are willing to pay in cash.
Don't worry, I will keep this matter a secret for you." Niu Qingkui wanted to get rid of Song Xuefeng, but in the end he still saved his face.
It’s also to save some face for yourself.
"Okay I understand!
Thank you Niuzi!”
"No, don't call me Niuzi from now on!
From now on, neither of us knows each other!
When Zhang Junping calls you later, you tell him that I'm back in Hegang, and I'll call you if I have anything to do." After Niu Qingkui finished speaking, he ignored Song Xuefeng and walked out directly.
Although there were no trains at this point, Niu Qingkui didn't want to stay with Song Xuefeng for a minute.
After leaving the guest house and walking along the road for twenty minutes, Niu Qingkui saw a Coal Industry Bureau guest house on the roadside.
He stopped, turned the corner and walked in.
"Comrade, help me get a room."
"Hello, comrade, please show me your letter of introduction and work permit."
"Okay!" Niu Qingkui took out the letter of introduction and work permit.
After completing the check-in formalities, Niu Qingkui followed the waiter upstairs.
Let’s talk about Zhang Junping later.
After Zhang Junping left the guest house, he went directly to Hu Zhenchuan's home in the western suburbs of the city.
In fact, Zhang Junping was not angry. He had seen such things happen too many times and it was not worth getting angry.
He has plenty of ways to get that leader to take out the money.
He came to Hu Zhenchuan to see how his grain purchase was going.
"Leader Zhang, why are you here?" Hu Zhenchuan was about to go out when he saw Zhang Junping standing at the door of his house and quickly let him in.
"Are you ready to go out?"
"Yes! No, over at Tian's shack, they said that the brigade has a batch of grain that they can sell to me.
I’m going to take a look.”
"How much grain have been harvested?" Zhang Junping asked with a smile.
"Um, the total collected is more than 7,000 kilograms," Hu Zhenchuan said after calculating.
"Is the money enough? If not, just tell me and I will get you some first."
"Enough, enough! With the money from selling tiger skins, it's enough."
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－
Two updates in the morning and three updates in the afternoon
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road and meets familiar people, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There is no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they are indifferent to everything.
Regarding this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, it also has some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Slayer Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and eventually he is expected to become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possess the memory of the previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Different from other places in the Demon Suppression Division that are full of chills, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppression Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment just changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, causing him to frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Zhenmo Division.
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