In the underground parking lot of Shangpin Royal Garden, Gao Ming saw the luxury car borrowed by Ye Xingyu. The remaining doubts were completely eliminated and he was completely convinced that the other party was a rich second generation.
After getting in the car, Ye Xingyu asked: "Where to go?"
Gao Ming replied: "Ping'an Road, Hongtai Hotel."
Ye Xingyu didn't waste any time. After setting up the navigation, he immediately drove there.
Hongtai Hotel is a relatively famous old building, imitating the architectural style of the Republic of China. It is located in the old city where three religions and nine streams gather. It has a history of more than 30 years.
However, the business of Hongtai Hotel has never been very good. It went out of business many years ago and was split into several areas and rented out to some businessmen.
But that large, conspicuous signboard is still hanging on the roof of the building, and its landmark status remains.
Ye Xingyu had heard of this place, but had never been there, so he turned on the navigation to avoid detours.
The two people in the car didn't like each other, so naturally they couldn't talk to each other. They both kept their mouths closed and said nothing, and the atmosphere was very dull.
About forty minutes later, the car approached its destination, and the huge sign on the roof of Hongtai Hotel could already be seen.
The neighborhood is quite lively, bustling with people coming and going, and various night market stalls can be seen everywhere. From time to time, scooters and motorcycles shuttle among the crowd, like fish swimming in the water.
Once the car gets here, it's difficult to drive. There are too many pedestrians and the road is congested, so it's better to walk fast with two feet.
Ye Xingyu simply parked the car on the side of the road, gave the stall owner next to him a fifty-yuan bill, and asked him to help take care of it. Then he and Gao Ming walked into the downtown area and headed towards Hongtai Hotel.
When they arrived at the entrance of Hongtai Hotel, a sexy woman with heavy makeup stood up, winked at Ye Xingyu and the others, and said with a sweet smile: "You two little brothers, do you want to have fun? My sister's service is very good.
Your satisfaction is guaranteed!”
"Go, go, don't block the road!" Gao Ming waved his hand impatiently, with disgust on his face.
Compared with the Snow White Goddess in his mind, these vulgar powders are like flies and cannot interest her at all.
The woman with heavy makeup didn't say a word and obediently stepped aside, but her face didn't look very good.
Ye Xingyu followed Gao Ming and walked into the hotel door one after another. He didn't take the elevator and walked directly up the stairs.
This is an old wooden staircase with almost all the paint peeling off, the original color cannot be seen, and it makes a "creak" sound when you step on it.
After passing the corner, there was a security door with an iron grille standing in front of it. A man stood by the door and asked in a bad tone: "What are you doing?"
This is a young man wearing a security uniform, with a baton hanging from his waist and a cigarette in his mouth. He looks a bit ruffian and does not look like a serious person.
Gao Ming replied: "I am a friend of Brother Dalu, I have something to discuss with him."
The young security guard glanced at the two of them in turn, and without saying much, he opened the iron door and let them in.
When you go up to the second floor, you will find the corridor, which is so dark that there is not even a street light, but Gao Ming walks very quickly, as if he is familiar with the road, like an old horse who knows the way.
After turning two corners, I saw another large iron door in front of me. It was a solid type and was sealed tightly, but it was not locked. It opened with a push of my hand.
The hall inside and the corridor outside are like two different worlds. As soon as you open the door, you can hear the clanging sound. At a glance, there are people everywhere, in groups of four or five, sitting around playing mahjong.
It turns out that this is a mahjong parlor, which is also a type of underground casino. No wonder it is so mysterious.
Fortunately, Shu Yan didn't follow her. She definitely couldn't stand this kind of place. The room was filled with smoke and the air was extremely polluted.
Seeing someone coming in, someone immediately stood up to greet them and shouted to them: "There are exactly two people missing here!"
Gao Ming ignored him and turned to look behind the door. There was a man also wearing a security uniform standing against the wall with a mustache and a carefree expression. He was playing with the lighter in his hand with his head down.
"I'm looking for Brother Dalu, is he there?" Gao Ming asked.
When Mustache heard the sound, he raised his head and glanced at Gao Ming, then nodded and said, "Follow me!"
The three of them walked back and forth, passing several mahjong tables where matches were being played, and finally walked to the other side of the hall, where there was a small closed door.
Mustache knocked on the door twice and shouted: "Brother Dalu, someone is looking for you!"
"Come in!" came a loud voice from inside.
Mustache pushed the door open, took Gao Ming and Ye Xingyu in with him, then closed the door, leaning against the door, blocking the doorway.
The room was very small. It looked like an office. Apart from a set of desks and chairs, there was not even a sofa. The three people who came in had no place to sit and could only stand.
A chubby, bald man leaned back on the large boss chair, with a lion's nose and a wide mouth, and a ferocious face. He looked like a butcher butchering pigs. He was looking at the guests entering the room with interest.
He is the "Brother Dalu" Gao Ming is looking for. His real name is Zhang Dalu. It is said that he has practiced martial arts and is very fierce in fights. He is a famous bully in this area.
Zhang Dalu opened three mahjong parlors and made a lot of money. He supported dozens of people and occasionally made loan sharks.
In a situation like his, someone should be covering his head, otherwise he would have been arrested and severely beaten, and he would not have been running rampant for many years, and he would still be handsome.
After Gao Ming came in, he forced a smile on his face and called out "Brother Dalu" in a polite manner.
Zhang Dalu looked sideways at Gao Ming and asked lazily: "Where are you from?"
Gao Ming immediately introduced himself: "I am Sister Lan's younger brother, my name is Gao Ming."
"Sister Lan?" Zhang Dalu squinted and thought for a while before asking again, "Lan, the liar from Dongying Street?"
Gao Ming smiled awkwardly and said, "Yes."
The name "Liar Lan" is definitely not pleasant to hear, but the Sister Lan in Gao Ming's mouth did have such a nickname, and Zhang Dalu did not shout it randomly.
"She and I are on equal terms and we are doing our own business. Why did she suddenly come to me?" Zhang Dalu was a little confused.
Gao Ming quickly corrected him: "It's not Sister Lan who's looking for you, it's me who's looking for you!"
"Oh? Are you looking for me?" Zhang Dalu crossed his arms on his chest and said slowly, "What's the matter with you? Tell me!"
Gao Ming put away his smile and said solemnly: "I know a secret that you will definitely be interested in, and I came to you today just to exchange this secret for five million in cash."
Zhang Dalu laughed after hearing this, pointed at Gao Ming's forehead and cursed: "You're not fucking awake, are you? What secret is worth five million?"
Gao Ming explained seriously: "Brother Dalu, I assure you that the secret I know is definitely worth five million. Can you listen to me before making a decision?"