Brother Dong called Sheng Chuncheng and said to him: "Bake it, cook it, come over and eat, eat old wine."
It is now around four o'clock in the afternoon, and Sheng Chuncheng has just finished massaging Zhong Xinxin. Brother Dong asks Sheng Chuncheng to have dinner instead of noon, but afternoon, not lunch. This is the first time.
In the past, Brother Dong would have lunch at his father's place. At that time, his wife would go out to play mahjong with others, or play with her little sisters, and her daughter would also go to school.
For dinner, Brother Dong always goes back to Dongfang Runyuan and has dinner with his wife and daughter.
Zhong Xinxin sent Sheng Chuncheng to the door of Dongge's community in Qingyin Lane. The security guard came over, knocked on Zhong Xinxin's car window, and told her that she couldn't come in. Zhong Xinxin suppressed her face and turned red. Looking at Sheng Chuncheng, the security guard also
When he saw Sheng Chuncheng in the passenger seat, he let out a grunt, it turned out to be a blind man, get in.
Opening the door, Zhong Xinxin drove in and kept driving until it stopped. Zhong Xinxin and Sheng Chuncheng said:
"Dad, you are very proud here."
Sheng Chuncheng smiled and said: "It's not that I have a big reputation, it's the one above that has a big reputation. Do you want to come up with me to meet and have dinner together?"
"No, no," Zhong Xinxin shouted, driving away in her car as if she was fleeing.
Sheng Chuncheng went upstairs. The place was as lively this evening as it was at noon. When everyone saw Sheng Chuncheng, they all smiled and said, "Come on, come on, the military advisor is here."
The table is already full of dishes. The dishes on this table are not takeaways. Instead, Tiaoer took a few people to the hotel at the entrance of the community to cook them. They were brought in one by one, and the plates were borrowed from others.
Of a hotel.
The same dish was placed on the plate, but it was very different from the one in the fast food box. It looked very formal. Sheng Chuncheng thought that they must be happy about something.
Sure enough, when Sheng Chuncheng asked, Tiaoer told Sheng Chuncheng that they were in Yiwu and had already contacted their customers. One was from Pakistan, one was from Afghanistan, one was from Laos, and one was from Laos.
, a guest from Moldova, Tiaoer asked Sheng Chuncheng, do you know where these places are?
Sheng Chuncheng said, I know Pakistan, Afghanistan and Laos, but I really don’t know where Moldova is.
Brother Dong said: "It was a country that was separated from the Soviet Union. The six children said that they were in Europe, but they were very poor and poor.
"This is what reasoning says, you can get summer clothes in Laos, winter coats, down jackets, etc., other countries, you can get spring and autumn shirts, that kind of clothes, tongue covers, they are available in several places.
You can have it.”
"They can ask for as much as we have." Tiao'er added, "Also, we have taken over seventy or eighty residential properties here."
"How did you manage so many?" Sheng Chuncheng asked.
"We have our own methods. Once we take action, it will be quick."
Tiao'er said that Sheng Chuncheng understood that the underworld is not only a underworld, but also an underground society. The underground society has its own set of operating rules. Once it is activated, the efficiency is no better than that of the above-ground society, or even higher.
The cabinets for collecting clothing will be shipped next week. Once they place the cabinets in various communities, the business can officially start.
This is really a happy thing, no wonder Brother Dong needs a treat.
Everyone was eating and drinking, and Brother Dong also told Sheng Chuncheng that his company had rented a house on the Wangjiangmen side, close to the East River Elevated Road, opposite the original Hangcheng Cigarette Factory.
Sheng Chuncheng was very unfamiliar with the place and had no idea about the original Hangcheng cigarette factory that Brother Dong mentioned.
"It's early (tomorrow), early in the morning we go to work. The military advisor also has a desk. That's what reasoning says. From now on, we will go to work over there." Brother Dong said.
"What about here?" Sheng Chuncheng asked.
"Here? You still want to come to the cave, the old man can't live without you." Brother Dong said and waved his hand, "They all go to the car over there to go to work, and they are always bothering in the cave, poking, poking to death,
Mother Obi."
A group of people laughed, Tiao'er and Sheng Chuncheng said, "We are not here, military advisor, are you lonely?"
Sheng Chuncheng smiled and said, "A bit."
"That's it." Brother Dong waved his hand and said, "The door is early, the door is early."
Sheng Chuncheng's phone rang: "Mr. Fang has called you. Mr. Fang has called you."
The people in the room suddenly became quiet. The old man in the back room was shouting. Brother Dong scolded him, but the old man stopped talking.
Sheng Chuncheng answered the phone, and Mr. Fang said on the phone, Master Sheng, can you come over tomorrow afternoon?
Sheng Chuncheng said yes, and after saying that, he quickly hung up the phone. Everyone in the room held their breaths and watched him make the call.
Sheng Chuncheng and Brother Dong said, "Guest, it looks like you can't go tomorrow. Let's go the day after tomorrow."
Brother Dong nodded and said: "Just talk (just say it like this), the guests are the most important."
After leaving Brother Dong and the others and getting into a taxi, Sheng Chuncheng checked that the time had not arrived at nine o'clock. He picked up his mobile phone and called Wan Jiangang in the car and told him that Mr. Fang just called me.
I called and asked me to go over and give Mr. Wan a massage tomorrow.
Wan Jiangang said, great, Master Sheng, just remember what I told you, and when you are alone with my dad, you just call me.
"When I need to get there, can I send you a text message to tell you first?" Sheng Chuncheng asked.
"No, no need." Wan Jiangang said, "We all know when you will arrive. We will wait here. All you need to do is dial my number."
"The Female CEO's Almighty Soldier"
Sheng Chuncheng said yes.
The next afternoon, Sheng Chuncheng was waiting at the Brilliance Ginza Hotel. The people who came to pick him up were Lao Huang and the scar-eyed Mr. Fang. They were there with a mission today. Sheng Chuncheng felt different from the past, feeling a little bit in his heart.
I was so excited that I felt like I was really going deep into the tiger's den.
After getting in the car, Sheng Chuncheng stared at the two people in the front row. The more he looked, the more he felt that the driver, Lao Huang, was Wan Jiangang and their undercover agent beside Lao Wan. With him here, when and what time would he arrive?
Of course Wan Na Na, Wan Jiangang and the others knew everything about it.
Sheng Chuncheng thought that even if he got off here every time, it must have been this old Huang who told Wan Jiangang and the others, so they would wait here, ambush and attack him.
Sheng Chuncheng stared at Lao Huang. The more he looked, the more he felt like an undercover agent. He looked like this. He was holding the steering wheel and looking straight ahead. He even acted like a car and was almost hit by an electric vehicle crossing the road.
When the car hit him, he cursed the other person. In Sheng Chuncheng's opinion, all these actions were undoubtedly undercover.
However, Sheng Chuncheng thought that every time Lao Huang picked him up, he always ended up at the elevator entrance and did not go up. Lao Huang could not know what he was doing upstairs, let alone understand so accurately what his little sister was doing.
When he was giving Lao Wan a massage, he would go out for a while.
So, besides Lao Huang, there is also an undercover agent, one of those people upstairs. So, who could it be?
Sheng Chuncheng looked at the scarred man sitting in the passenger seat, and suddenly thought, don't they both like to reverse the situation on TV and in the Internet? If the reverse is finally reversed, and it is discovered that Mr. Fang, the scarred man, is the real undercover, then
What will happen?
This, this, my imagination is too big, even Dong Ge’s reasoning skills can’t say this.
Sheng Chuncheng couldn't help laughing when he thought of this.