Lin Kun slapped the table, frowned and scolded: "Nonsense!"
"hehe.."
Ji Bu raised the corners of his mouth slightly but did not answer.
"This pretty Kun."
Lin Kun's frown did not relax, and he breathed out heavily: "I simply don't know the importance of doing things."
"However, I guess he will come to Brother Kun soon."
Ji Bu picked up the kettle again and helped him fill up his tea cup: "Jiangkun didn't go in to find the finance in the end. He should have reacted."
"If he comes to see me, he won't be called Liangkun!"
Lin Kun picked up the teacup and drank it all in one gulp, then slapped the small teacup on the table: "It's a good thing you bumped into me, otherwise it would have been a bunch of bad things again."
"Then I'll go first."
When Ji Bu saw that the wind that should have blown had blown away, it was time to get up and leave. His goal had been achieved.
The reason why he came here to find Lin Kun today was simply to get rid of everything that should be cleared from him.
The reason why he mentioned the banknote inspection to Lin Kun was also part of his plan. As for whether Liangkun would overturn, that was not something he should worry about.
Lin Kun came to the room, picked up the phone and hung up with Liang Kun. Not long after, he answered the call:
"I'll find a good hand for you to check the banknotes."
"No, no need."
Liangkun was stunned for a moment when he heard Lin Kun's words, and then waved his hand to refuse: "Don't worry, boss, I can handle this little thing myself."
He is a face-saving person with a strong self-esteem. He finally took the opportunity to show off in front of Lin Kun. How could he accept Lin Kun's help?
Liangkun patted his chest and reassured Lin Kun. He promised to complete the task and then hung up the phone, cursing Ji Bu: "I'm going to attack your mother, Ji Bu, you're such a fool, you dare to go to the boss to file a complaint."
He didn't care to think so much. He clapped his hands and looked at his gathered team. He raised his spirits and said loudly: "Are you all ready?"
"Please be careful tonight. If anyone loses his temper, I will make him jump on the street!"
"Brother Kun, don't worry!"
Everyone nodded energetically, and then each organized the firearms in their hands to prepare for the evening transaction.
The ten people involved in this transaction tonight are all Liangkun's core team, and they are not of the same nature as those peripheral Ma Chai.
"Baguan!"
Liangkun snapped his fingers and called his sworn brother Baguan to come to him: "Have you done any research on the U.S. dollars?"
Baguan and Liangkun were sworn brothers, and he had been following Liangkun for a while. On weekdays, Jingkun would leave many affairs to Baguan to handle.
"Dollars?"
Without even thinking about it, Baguan replied confidently: "Brother Kun, aren't you kidding? Who doesn't know banknotes? Don't talk about U.S. dollars, Hong Kong paper, Japanese yen, I don't know any of them."
"real?"
"Sure."
"Um."
Liangkun nodded when he heard this and patted him on the shoulder: "You will be responsible for checking the banknotes that night."
soon.
The time came to nine o'clock in the evening.
Liangkun took his ten men, divided into two cars, and went to trade.
Lin Kun has his own unique business methods. In order to ensure the safety of the group, every aspect of the flour transaction is relatively independent, and no one knows anyone else.
so.
Liangkun and the others didn't know who gave them the goods. They just followed Duan Kun's instructions in Tsim Sha Tsui and arrived at the designated location and dug out two canvas bags from the trash can.
Open the canvas bag, and inside it is a kraft paper square wrapped in a waterproof bag.
Then open the kraft paper inside, and the white flour contained in a plastic bag comes into view.
"Tsk tsk."
Liangkun took the flour and weighed it in his hand: "This thing is so valuable." Then he stuffed the thing back and murmured to himself:
"Lin Kun, Lin Kun, I have been with you for so long, but you have hidden it very well. You have such a profitable business, and you don't even want to play with me."
"Baguan!"
He glanced at Ma Zi, who was loading the canvas bag into the car: "There must be no mistakes in tonight's transaction. This time we have done our job well, and we won't have to carry a knife all over the alley to kill people, understand?"
"rest assured."
Ba Guan patted the big black star on his waist and said, "If anyone dares to shovel with me, first ask me if my gun will answer."
"Shoot his head off!"
After getting the flour, the convoy set off again, heading to the designated place agreed with the Miancha.
Ten o'clock in the evening.
In an abandoned warehouse.
An incandescent lamp hangs above the head, and the rusty and dusty ceiling fan hanging above it rotates "squeaking" from time to time by the night wind blowing in through the window.
On the dusty table.
The two groups stood opposite each other, staring at each other.
In terms of numbers.
Liangkun clearly has the advantage here.
"Baguan."
Liangkun waved to Baguan, who threw two canvas bags on the table, and the dust suddenly filled the air:
"We brought the stuff."
"good."
Mencha stepped forward, opened the zipper of the canvas bag and began to inspect it.
He checked very carefully, taking out the flour that was packed neatly like small bricks, and inspecting each one.
"Grass!"
Liangkun narrowed his eyes and held a cigarette in his mouth, looking at Miancha who was inspecting carefully, shaking his head with disdain.
The inspection was very careful, so the progress was very slow.
Liangkun smoked a cigarette out of boredom and kept looking up and down at Minna across from him.
Tonight, Minna was dressed very coolly. She wore a tight ribbed short T-shirt paired with tight jeans, and her figure was slim.
Coupled with her mixed-race temperament, she is full of fiery temperament.
Liangkun didn't hide it, his eyes roamed unscrupulously on Minna.
"hehe."
Minna noticed Liangkun's unscrupulous eyes, she chuckled and stepped in front of Liangkun, reached out and touched Liangkun's neck, bit her lip and looked at him seductively:
"Brother Kun, can't you see clearly from such a distance?"
At close range.
She blinked her eyes and looked at Liangkun without hesitation, exchanging glances frequently.
Her task tonight is very simple, just take care of Liangkun.
"Grass! Thirty-eight."
Liangkun licked his lips and cursed in a hoarse voice: "What the hell you did, you made me very angry now."
"Angry?"
Minna blinked her big eyes, leaned her head forward and blew at Liangkun: "If you are angry, you need to find a doctor to calm it down."
She put her head next to Liangkun's ear and murmured: "But I know a little bit about medicine, do you want me to treat you?"
"Fuck! Are you so fucking evil?!"
Liangkun pushed Minna away, stretched his neck, sniffed, took two steps to the side, and hooked his hand at Minna.
The two walked to the side and started talking.
When the surrounding horses saw this posture, they looked at the two people here with envy in their eyes.
This way.
After inspecting the flour, the inspector did not hesitate and signaled Ma Zi to take out the canvas bag with the banknotes in it.
Unzip.
Inside were neatly stacked stacks of U.S. dollars.
Baguan stepped forward, took out a bunch, took it in his hand and scanned it with his thumb, and began to inspect it.
As the thumb passed across it, the U.S. dollar bill made the unique paper sound of money.