Ji Bu took out a Marlboro in a red and white soft box and lit it for himself. He glanced at Duan Kun who was being carried out, and walked inside with a cigarette in his mouth.
He reached out and picked up the phone that had fallen to the ground, plugged the line back in, and dialed back the number he had just given.
Not long after.
The call is connected..
Ji Bu's tone was playful: "Eight-faced Buddha?"
"hehe."
The other person just laughed and hung up the phone directly.
Ji Bu sniffed, slapped back the receiver that was sending the busy signal, lifted up the stool that had fallen on the ground, sat down, crossed his legs and started smoking.
soon.
End of a cigarette.
He knelt down on the ground and rummaged through the fallen table.
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With Duan Kun rushing to the street, the originally anxious scene suddenly took on a new direction of investigation.
In order to verify whether what Liangkun said is true or false.
Ajian first asked someone to investigate the call records of the phone, and after spending a lot of time, he got a definite answer:
The call was connected to Wanwan, and it was found that the head of the household was from northern Myanmar. Combined with Liangkun's statement, the direction became clear.
"okay, I get it."
After listening to Ajian's report, Lin Kun nodded and hung up the phone. He put his hands on the table and looked down at the scenery in the distance outside the window, not knowing what he was thinking.
It'll take a while.
He picked up the phone again and contacted the Eight-faced Buddha. After getting through, he smiled and said: "Eight-faced Buddha, you are in a good mood. You actually went to Wanwan to play."
"Why didn't you say hello to me when you came over? I want people to entertain you. Why, you don't know that Wanwan is my hometown."
"hehe."
After hearing Lin Kun's words, the Eight-faced Buddha was stunned for a moment, but did not hide it, and then said with a smile:
"Brother Kun, your reaction speed is a bit disappointing. It took you so long to find me."
There was a pause.
He sighed, his tone full of disappointment: "The ghost around you is really useless. It was exposed so quickly. I am so disappointed."
"if not."
Lin Kun raised his eyebrows and said, "I, Lin Kun, have been working on the road for so long. If I didn't have any skills at all, I would have been eaten by ghosts long ago."
"but."
He changed the subject and his tone became a little more serious: "Eight-faced Buddha, you really dare to think about it. You dare to make up your mind even if I have a ton of goods."
"Let's try it."
The Eight-faced Buddha said in a relaxed tone: "How will you know whether you can succeed if you don't try?"
"Don't you have a saying that says, failure is the mother of success?" He said nonchalantly: "If you fail this time, you will fail. It's not a big problem."
"Only when you fail can you have a chance of success."
"hehe."
Lin Kun put his hands on his waist, looked into the distance and raised his eyebrows: "Who is this ghost?"
"Don't you already know?"
"Duan Kun?"
"Um."
"He's the only one?"
"Duan Kun contacted me, I don't know if there are others."
The Eight-faced Buddha said in a mocking tone: "What? You are not sure? Then you have to be careful, haha."
"Ah."
Lin Kun laughed and said no more.
Both of them acted very calmly at the moment, and the conversation was also very calm. There were no heated conversations.
"Then this game ends here."
The Eight-faced Buddha considered it for a moment and asked in a tone of voice: "You return the mancha to me, and I will give you the goods. Let's stop here!"
"Grass!"
Lin Kun suddenly became irritable and cursed in a deep voice: "You think I'm a fucking idiot. If you say you want to play, I'll play. If you say you don't want to play, I won't!"
"hehe."
The Eight-faced Buddha was unmoved and asked naturally: "What if it's not the case?" His tone was equally firm and there was no doubt:
"This matter ends here!"
"Seven days later, I will send someone to pick up Mian Cha from the Baishawan Pier. On the Wanwan side, you ask your people to pick up this batch of goods!"
"The days are long, see you next time."
Finished.
The Eight-faced Buddha immediately hung up the phone.
"Dudududu"
Lin Kun listened to the busy tone on the phone, and the knuckles of his fingers that were holding the handset turned white, and then he slapped him back:
"Hem home shovel!"
He stared out the window with a gloomy expression and didn't speak again for a long time.
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after one day.
A plane departing from Wanwan Airport swooped down from the sky above Kowloon.
After Ji Bu, Wuying, Aji, and Liangkun came down, they got into the car they had been waiting for for a long time and went straight to No. 188 Nathan Road.
Enter the company.
"Brother Kun!"
Ji Bu opened his arms and walked towards Lin Kun on the sofa: "We haven't seen you for a few days, but I am thinking about you every day."
Hua Zai stood next to Lin Kun.
"hehe."
Lin Kun smiled and hugged him, patting his back: "You brat, you haven't gained weight in a few days. It seems that the food at Ajian's place is pretty good."
"Brother Kun."
"Boss."
Wuying, Liangkun and others all said hello.
"Um."
Lin Kun nodded with a smile, turned around and sat back on the sofa, relaxing against the sofa cushions: "Everyone has worked hard for this matter."
His eyes fell on Liangkun: "Especially you, Akun. If it weren't for you, I still wouldn't know that Duan Kun is a ghost!"
"hehe."
Liangkun smiled and touched Ban Cun's head, and said in a hoarse voice: "I'm quite surprised, I never thought that Duan Kun would betray us."
"I heard that too."
Lin Kun nodded: "Ajian and the others locked you in the room, which was a helpless move. Don't think too much about it."
"I know you were unhappy because of some things in Wanwan, but it's all over now. You were all doing things for me, Lin Kun. I don't want you to be unhappy."
"Um."
Liangkun nodded: "Brother Kun, don't worry. I've had almost all contact with Abu, and we basically understand each other."
He directly expressed his position: "Similar things will definitely not happen again in the future. Let's help Brother Kun get things done."
"Um."
Ji Bu took a step forward and said, "I, Ji Bu, am not an unreasonable person."
"good very good."
Lin Kun nodded with satisfaction and glanced at the two people who had settled their suspicions: "Duan Kun, the traitor, is already on the street, and his position needs someone to step up."
"I think it's better like this, A Kun, you can take over Duan Kun's job from now on."
He thought briefly and looked at Liangkun: "Abu is taking good care of the territory down there, and everyone can see it."
"Why don't you leave the rest of your territory to him, and you can concentrate on taking over Duan Kun's work."
"Similarly, you must have a detailed understanding of what Duan Kun does specifically this time when you go to Wanwan."
He talked eloquently, his eyes locked on Liangkun:
"If you want to take his position, you have to be mentally prepared. If you are not brave enough, you should just defend your territory honestly."
"Of course, you took Duan Kun's job, and the share you got is completely different from what you are getting now. You can figure it out for yourself."
"If you think about it, let me know."
"Brother Kun."
Liangkun immediately took a step forward and expressed his position on the spot:
"You must know whether I, Liangkun, have the guts to do things. Since you give me this opportunity, I will definitely help you settle things."
This is the opportunity that Liangkun has been waiting for. The last deal with Miancha fell through and he failed to squeeze in. Now that the opportunity is in front of him, how could he not seize it.
"good."
Lin Kun nodded and warned again: "I don't want to see anything similar to the last transaction with the Mian Cha and the others."
"If this happens a second time, I don't need to tell you the consequences."
"Brother Kun, don't worry!"
Liangkun patted her chest and made a promise.
"Um."
Lin Kun looked at Ji Bu: "I have decided this, do you have any objections?"
"I'm OK."
Ji Bu spread his hands with an indifferent look on his face: "They are all working for the company. Counting Liangkun's territory, the share I get now is quite large. I am satisfied."
"very good."
Lin Kun nodded with satisfaction, then looked at Wuying and Aji standing behind:
"Wuying, Aji, you two performed well this time. You helped me chase this batch of goods back."
He reached out and took out three car keys from the drawer and put them on the table: "There are three new cars parked in front of the company. They are for the three of you, one for each of you..."
"Go to the street!"
Wuying's eyes lit up, and he immediately walked up and took the car key in his hand without any courtesy: "I have wanted a car a long time ago. Thanks to Brother Kun, I will meet you in the future."
Finished.
He also showed off to Ji Bu very showily, and said with full show: "Boss, look at the car that Brother Kun gave me."
Wu Fei has this kind of character, but on this occasion, it actually played a very good role in enlivening the atmosphere.
"Pounce on the street."
Ji Bu rolled his eyes angrily: "It's not big or small, why don't you thank Brother Kun quickly."
"Ha ha."
Lin Kun laughed heartily and looked at Hua Zai beside him: "What, Ah Hua, you don't want the car?"
"no."
Andy touched his head in embarrassment: "I didn't do anything this time. I just took the car like a fly."
"What? You don't want it."
Wuying took over the topic and bared his teeth and said: "If you don't want to, just give it to me. I'll drive two by myself, one in front and one in the back. I have an identity."
Everyone burst into laughter again.
"Take it."
Lin Kun waved his hand: "In the past few days when Abu was away, you have managed the place well. I, Lin Kun, always reward people based on their merits, and punish them if they make mistakes."
Speaking of which.
He sighed and said with emotion: "Come to think of it, I learned it from this guy Abu."
"Look at him during the Mid-Autumn Festival. He went to the finance department and took out so much cash. All the cash was given to the pretty boys with triple profits, and they talked about some novel holiday triple salary and holiday benefits."
"According to what he said, this is called improving everyone's sense of happiness and belonging. Only by improving these two things can everyone sincerely work for me, Lin Kun."
One thing to say.
Lin Kun really saw a miraculous effect in Ji Bu's move. This was something he didn't expect: "Take it."
"good."
Hua Zai stopped being polite and accepted it directly: "Thank you, Brother Kun."
"Brother Kun."
Wuying had seen it all, and said with great discernment: "Then let's go for a drive."
"OK."
Lin Kun nodded and signaled the three of them to leave: "Abu, Akun, you two wait a moment."
After the three of them left, Lin Kun waved to them to sit down, took out the cigars from the drawer and threw them to them.
Ji Bu lit the fire and offered it to Lin Kun, but Lin Kun refused: "Quit it, I don't like the taste."
His face gradually became colder, and he glanced at Ji Bu and Liangkun on the left and right: "What do you think about the Eight-faced Buddha?"
Hearing this, Liangkun looked at Ji Bu subconsciously. Seeing that Ji Bu didn't express any opinion, he didn't speak either.
"Damn it, the Eight-faced Buddha thinks I'm a fool, and he's working with Duan Kunyue on our Wanwan market. He's so stupid."
Lin Kun frowned and rapped his knuckles on the table: "There is a direct conflict of interest between me and him."
"This time he conspired with Duan Kun. It was obviously a test of me to see my attitude."
He looked at Ji Bu and Liangkun: "He reached out to our market in Wanwan, what do you think we should do?!"
"His hand must be cut off!"
Ji Bu blew out a puff of smoke, pulled the ashtray and flicked it: "Between us and him, one of us must fall."
"I agree."
Liangkun nodded unequivocally: "Not only does he want to compete with us for raw materials, but he also wants to enter Hong Kong Island."
"If we don't react, there will only be more trouble in the future."
"very good!"
Lin Kun nodded with satisfaction and looked at the two of them with gloomy eyes: "If Mian Cha was not in hand this time, he would have eaten this ton of my goods."
His tone became more serious: "A week later, he will ask someone to pick up Miancha at Baishawan Pier. After receiving Miancha, the Eight-faced Buddha will return the ton of cargo to me, performing a hand-to-hand performance.
The drama of first-hand delivery.”
Lin Kun slapped his hand on the table, a coldness flashed in his eyes, and he spoke clearly and clearly: "As soon as we receive the goods, we will kill the Miancha directly!"
"What?"
Liangkun's eyelids twitched and he subconsciously said, "Get rid of Miancha?!"
"What? Are you afraid?"
"No!"
Liangkun quickly denied it.
"The Yan family shovel, no one has ever dared to hack my Lin Kun's goods, never!"
Lin Kun took a breath and continued: "The last time the Burmese police used counterfeit money to cover my goods, I already gave him a lot of face."
"This time, he actually got involved with Duan Kun again. We must make sure there is no way for him to come back!"
He raised his head and looked at Ji Bu and Liangkun: "Which one of you will do the work of handing over the inspection to the dock?!"
"Me."
Ji Bu thought for a moment and then agreed: "As soon as Brother Jian gives me the letter, I will kill Mian Cha and throw him into the sea."
"Let me do it."
Liangkun also thought for a while and said: "I can do this. I took over Duan Kun's position. This kind of thing should be done by me."
"I should also show some attitude. I should regain my face from the shame of running into the street last time. Otherwise, I'm afraid that my brothers will talk about me behind my back."
"OK."
Lin Kun looked at the two of them: "Then go ahead, Akun. You must remember that if something goes wrong again this time, you won't have to come back. You can just jump into the sea and feed the sharks."