"Boy, you have offended Dihao so much, but you are still in the mood to eat here?"
"I think you are tired of living!"
The two big men were swearing and sitting across the table from Jiang Zhonglou.
"Didn't you Mr. Ba say that this is the end of today's affairs? What? Did he talk like farts?"
Jiang Zhonglou kept in mind the teachings of his fourth senior sister and worked hard to look arrogant and cool.
"What? You...you dare to scold Mr. Ba?"
The two big men suddenly became angry.
"Don't be nervous, I'm just discussing the matter. If you, Mr. Ba, mean what you say, you won't be farting!" Jiang Zhonglou said with a lazy smile.
"you..."
"Boy, don't think that just because you are from the Golden Dragon Palace, you are awesome. Even if your boss Jin comes, you must follow the rules of the road!"
"Okay, then tell me, what are the rules on this Longdu Road?" Jiang Zhonglou said with a smile.
"We can't control anything else, but the scraps in the streets near the Dihao Nightclub are all picked up by us brothers. You, the Golden Dragon Palace, are not allowed to interfere!"
"Isn't it just some waste? Is it worth your monopoly to pick it up? Your layout is... too small, right?"
Jiang Zhonglou was eating noodles with soybean paste without any time.
It turns out that these two big men are the Ayue and Pistachio that the security guards told Morinda just now.
The two of them actually monopolized the waste products in several streets near the Dihao Nightclub.
It can be seen that in this Dihao nightclub, how much expensive wine is consumed every day...
"What? You actually said that we brothers are small?"
"Boy, are you a country bumpkin who just came from the country? Do you know how much waste is produced every day in this Dihao Nightclub?"
Ayue and Qunzi looked at Jiang Zhonglou with disdain.
"How many are there?"
"Hmph! Those high-end wine bottles alone are worth hundreds each!"
"We brothers can buy thousands of bottles from the Dihao Nightclub every day, at least 100,000 a month! That's one million a year!"
The two big men shouted arrogantly, thinking that Jiang Zhonglou would be shocked and dumbfounded...
Unexpectedly, Jiang Zhonglou lazily swallowed the noodles in his mouth and said, "What next?"
"Then..."
The two big men were stunned, forgetting what they were going to say to Jiang Zhonglou just now...
"Then...you are not allowed to pick up scraps in this area! Otherwise, you will steal our jobs, and you will not abide by the rules of the world. We will make you look good!" Ayue shouted.
"Yes! If you dare to compete with us for territory, but it's your Golden Dragon Palace that stirs up trouble first, Master Ba will definitely not be able to sit idly by and ignore it!" Hun Zi also shouted.
"Okay, let's just stop picking up scraps here from now on. Isn't it worth making a fuss about just one million a year? The situation... is really small!" Jiang Chonglou laughed.
"us..."
"Okay! If you say that to me, we will give Boss Jin some face and we won't argue with you about what happened today. If you dare to come to Dihao Nightclub to pick up scraps again in the future, we will beat you every time we see you!"
Pistachio shouted fiercely.
"No problem, we still don't like this bit of rubbish!"
There was a smirk on Jiang Zhonglou's lips.
"Okay, then... mountains and rivers will meet again, see you later!"
"Let's go!"
Ayue and Qunzi did not expect Jiang Zhonglou to agree so readily, so they left somewhat unexpectedly.
"I'll go... Longdu is such a big city. If you pick up garbage, you can pick up a million dollars a year!" Guapi sighed.
"This Dihao Nightclub is really not simple!"
Jiang Zhonglou raised his head, looked at the brightly lit Dihao Nightclub dozens of floors high, and sighed.
"Sister Sadako, please eat this bowl too!"
Sanya pushed the fifth bowl of noodles to Sadako.
"Thank you, I'm full...I never have a big appetite..." Sadako said in a low voice.
"Oh, then I won't be polite!"
Sanya picked up the bowl of noodles with soybean paste and drank it all in three mouthfuls.
"Hmm...it's so delicious. I really want to have another bowl!" Sanya was still not satisfied.
"You are such a bastard. How much do you need to eat to be full?" Guapi was speechless.
"I don't know, I never know what it feels like to be full..." Sanya scratched her face.
"What a silly girl, you don't even know when you're hungry or full!" Guapi shook his head.
"I'm not stupid, I'm very smart!"
Sanya corrected Guapi's words seriously.
"Okay, you are the smartest person in the world!" Guapi smiled.
"That's pretty much it!"
Sanya nodded with satisfaction, completely unaware of Guapi's sarcastic remarks.
"Let's go, it's time to go back!"
Jiang Zhonglou stood up.
So the four people rode their tricycles back to the scrap yard.
I saw that in the auto repair shop next door, the lights were bright, and Passepartout and his boys were busy helping Jiang Zhonglou modify the van...
The cutting machine created a flash of sparks!
"Sadako, you and Yunxiang go to bed. Kelp and I will go over and have a few drinks with them." Jiang Zhonglou said to Sadako.
"Thanks!"
Sadako hesitated to speak and was stunned for a moment before saying: "Brother Jing, don't worry, I won't cause you any trouble. If Dihao's people come to find you, I'll just leave..."
"It's okay, our Golden Dragon Palace is not afraid of their Imperial Majesty!"
"Thank you, I'll go to bed then."
Sadako seemed a little helpless, so she followed Sanya to the house to sleep.
Jiang Zhonglou took melon peel and a few bottles of beer he bought on the way to the auto repair shop next door.
"Brothers, take a break and come over for a drink!"
Jiang Chonglou greeted him, and Passepartout and his boys stopped what they were doing and came over.
Guapi dispersed the cigarettes for everyone, opened the wine, and blew each bottle at each other.
However, Jiang Zhonglou and Passepartout came to the door, picked up the wine bottles in their hands, touched them, and took a sip.
"How is the modification of the car going?" Jiang Zhonglou asked.
"It has been designed and we are working overtime, but it will take three days at the earliest."
"Okay, no rush..."
Jiang Zhonglou paused and asked again: "Have you... met Boss Jin?"
"Of course I haven't seen him before! In our Golden Dragon Palace, there are only a handful of people who have seen him. How can I be so lucky?"
Passepartout asked again in a low voice: "Brother Jing, could it be that...you have met Boss Jin?"
"Of course not. I joined the Golden Dragon Palace not long ago and I'm not qualified to see Boss Jin yet."
Jiang Zhonglou originally wanted to ask Passepartout for some information about the Golden Dragon Palace and Boss Jin. Unexpectedly, Passepartout had never met Boss Jin either.
"Boss Jin is really mysterious. Everyone in Longdu knows his name, but few people have seen his face..."
Lu Lutong sighed: "I heard that only those who have made great contributions to the Golden Dragon Palace can be received by Boss Jin. That is the highest honor of our Golden Dragon Palace!"
"That's right, among the tens of thousands of people in our Golden Dragon Palace, who wouldn't want to see Boss Jin?" Jiang Zhonglou sighed.
"Brother Jing, do you actually know how many people there are in our Golden Dragon Palace?" Passepartout asked curiously.
"What? Is what I said wrong? How many people are there?" Jiang Zhonglou was actually still asking Passepartout.
"I don't know either, but I guess...it must be more than tens of thousands..." Passepartout lowered his head and thought.
"What? There are actually more than 100,000 people in our Golden Dragon Palace?"
Jiang Zhonglou was shocked.
Even Tiannanxing probably doesn’t have so many party members, right?
What is the origin of this mysterious Golden Dragon Palace?
Who is that Mr. Jin that almost no one has ever seen?