Mencha blushed and shouted: "Are you f*cking blackmailing me? Do you know who I am? I'm afraid you will take the money but not spend it!"
"You guessed it right, they are blackmailing you and making mistakes!"
Ji Bu sneered and shook off the hand holding Miancha's head: "As for who you are, what does it have to do with me."
"With one million people, there is no chance for one less person!"
"take away!"
With Ji Bu's wave of his hand, everyone rushed forward, took out the ropes they had prepared and tied up the five people led by Miancha.
"Jibu!"
Miancha struggled and roared: "You fucking show me, if you can, let go of me and come face to face with me!"
"Do you know who I am? If you dare to touch me, you will regret it!"
"Crazy thread."
Ji Bu rolled his eyes without looking at him, and asked Wuying to take him down and imprison him first.
As for Miancha's identity, Ji Bu naturally would not let him reveal it, and he pretended not to know Miancha at all.
This matter is not over yet.
Miancha still has its uses, he has to maintain the attitude of not knowing Miancha.
From the very beginning, the script of the entire incident had been worked out in Ji Bu's mind.
As for Mencha’s door-to-door food delivery.
Unexpected and expected.
At the beginning.
Ji Bu's plan was just to take advantage of this opportunity to dig a hole for Liangkun to trick him, so that he would bear the consequences of the incident.
As for Miancha, he just calculated it incidentally.
Earlier when he was in the nightclub, Ji Bu once told the person in charge of the nightclub:
"If this piss-drinking bastard comes back to you to inquire about me, just tell him that I'm at Daxiong Accounting Company."
This is why the person in charge of the nightclub was so cooperative with Miancha and took them directly to Daxiong Accounting Company to find Ji Bu without any hesitation.
According to Ji Bu's knowledge, tonight is the time for Mian Cha and Liang Kun to trade.
Since Miancha and the others wanted to use counterfeit money to trade with Liangkun, once the transaction was successful, they would definitely have to leave immediately after the transaction was completed.
If the Burmese Inspector wants to settle the account of drinking urine in a nightclub, the time must be controlled within a very short period of time.
otherwise.
When Liangkun returns with the money to hand over to Lin Kun, the counterfeit money will be exposed immediately, and the whole city will definitely be looking for them.
That is to say.
If Miancha wants to settle accounts with him, he can only do so tonight.
then.
Ji Bu asked Wu Ying and his men to wait here in advance, with the attitude of giving it a try. Unexpectedly, Miancha actually came to find him.
Finished handling the inspection.
Ji Bu did not rush to find Lin Kun. Instead, he went to Daxiong Accounting Company and sat in the office to read the account books.
···
This way.
After Liangkun completed the transaction, he took the money and went directly to Duan Kun in Tsim Sha Tsui who was playing cards in the chess and card room.
"It's quite fast."
Duan Kun glanced at Liang Kun and his group who had returned, and was not in a hurry. After finishing the game of mahjong in his hand, he stood up and called Ma Zai to take his place and come to the inner room.
"The money is all here."
Liangkun greeted Baguan and placed two canvas bags containing money on the table: "I have counted all the money and the amounts are correct. There is no problem."
"Um."
Duan Kun shook off the white bangs that were hanging down from his forehead, opened the canvas bag, and then took out a stack of US dollars and looked at it.
I hold the neatly bundled U.S. dollars in my hand. The banknotes are new and have good texture.
"Um?"
Duan Kun casually counted a few bills, then suddenly frowned, and his fingers that counted the money couldn't help but stiffen. Then he took out the banknotes, held them in his hand and looked at them again and again.
His brows were tightly knitted together, and his breathing became rapid. He turned around and took out a stack of U.S. dollars from the canvas bag again.
Then he started repeating the action of taking out money.
"What's wrong?"
Liangkun didn't know why, so he came up with a smile.
"Have you seen the banknotes?"
Duan Kun's face darkened, and his brows twisted into the character "Chuan": "Have you carefully checked each one?"
"ah"
Liangkun noticed Duan Kun's expression and felt something was wrong. He responded with an uncertain tone: "Is there a problem?"
"Crack!"
Duan Kun slapped Liangkun on the face with his backhand, and the force was so strong that Liangkun, who was unsteady on his feet, was beaten back repeatedly.
"The Yan family shovel!"
Duan Kun threw the U.S. dollars in his hand on the table: "Damn it, this is fake! Fake money!"
"No, it's impossible!"
Liang Kun stiffened, looked at Duan Kun's expression, turned to look at Ba Guan, and slapped Ba Guan in the face with a big mouth:
"Xian Jia Tuo, haven't you checked everything?! This money is fake!"
"I"
Ba Guan covered his red face and said in a weak tone: "It's not impossible. I personally checked it. How could it be fake."
"I've checked the serial number and avatar. It's impossible."
Liangkun raised his hand and was about to continue beating the person. Baguan was so frightened that he backed away repeatedly and did not dare to say anything.
"Jingkun!"
Duan Kun from Tsim Sha Tsui almost yelled out of his throat: "I asked you to trade hundreds of kilograms of goods, and you come back in exchange for a bunch of fucking paper?!"
"I"
Liangkun hesitated and didn't explain why he came.
He was at the transaction site just now, chatting with Minna about his condition and experiencing Minna's physical methods of reducing fire. He left all the money checking to Baguan.
At this moment.
Only then did he realize that he had been tricked.
No wonder at the transaction site, that bitch Mina kept winking at me in a flashy way.
"What...what to do!"
Liangkun hesitated, a little panicked.
"what to do?"
Duan Kun roared: "Hurry up and find someone, find someone! If this batch of goods is lost, you're going to die!"
"Look, look!"
Liangkun felt cold all over his body, so he greeted Baguan and went out to look for someone.
Minna and the others had already left by boat, where could they find anyone else?
One night.
We searched all over the place, including smugglers, hotels, docks, and airports, but there was no trace of the Mian Cha group anywhere.
Eight o'clock in the morning.
Ocean Accounting Company.
conference room.
Lin Kun sat in his seat with a gloomy expression.
Brother Shan sat on the edge.
Duan Kun and Liang Kun from Tsim Sha Tsui each sat in a corner, their heads lowered without daring to raise their heads.
"The coffee is here."
Xiaomei at the front desk came in with coffee. She was about to speak, but she noticed the atmosphere in the office and didn't dare to speak. She put down the coffee and closed the door quietly and went out.
"Crack."
Lin Kun picked up the canvas bag at his feet and threw it on the table.
The bag full of U.S. dollars slipped out of the canvas bag, sliding out of a mountain of banknotes with high heights.
"Duan Kun."
Lin Kun pointed at the U.S. dollars in front of him, looked at Duan Kun in Tsim Sha Tsui coldly, and then hooked his hand.
Duan Kun from Tsim Sha Tsui gritted his teeth, stood up from his seat, and came to Lin Kun.
"Crack!"
Lin Kun raised his hand and slapped Duan Kun on the face. Duan Kun was hit with such force that he stepped back and scolded in a deep voice:
"I asked you to lead the team, and this is what you did?"
