Jindu Restaurant.

Not far from the restaurant, there is a 24-hour automatic parking lot.

A Mercedes-Benz drove into the parking lot, with the front of the car facing the Jindu Restaurant.

Zhang Jianmin was sitting in the cab, looking towards Jindu Restaurant from time to time, "Brother, it should be this restaurant, right?"

Zhang Jianguo glanced at his phone and said, "This is it. The address and the name of the restaurant match."

Zhang Jianmin frowned and said, "Why find such a remote restaurant? Can this business be good?"

Zhang Jianguo looked out the window and said, "We are here to talk, not to eat. How about business?"

Zhang Jianmin lowered his voice and said worriedly, "Aren't I worried that this is a shady store?"

Zhang Jianguo took a deep breath, as if to cheer himself up, "Whether it is a black shop or not, we are not afraid of them this time."

Zhang Jianmin glanced at his watch and said, "It's almost time. Why aren't Mr. Li and the others here yet? Do you want to hurry them up?"

Zhang Jianguo thought for a while, "I just contacted Mr. Li, and he reassured me that the negotiations will not be delayed."

After a while, Zhang Jianmin lowered his head and glanced at his watch, "Brother, the agreed time has come, would you like to contact Mr. Li again?"

Zhang Jianguo picked up the phone, hesitated for a while, and finally put it down. "Mr. Li is not the kind of person who does things unreliably. He should know what he is doing. Let's go in first."

"Just the two of us going in, there won't be any danger, right?" Zhang Jianmin was a little reluctant.

"Then I'll go alone. You wait for them here." Zhang Jianguo opened the door and got out of the car.

Seeing his brother walking away alone, Zhang Jianmin hit the steering wheel with his right fist, got out of the car, and chased after him.

The two brothers entered the restaurant. It was only around ten o'clock in the morning. There were no customers in the restaurant. There was an Asian woman sitting behind the counter. She said in a perfunctory tone, "The kitchen is not ready yet, so we can only order at eleven o'clock."

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"Is Mr. Zhao from Jinlang Building Materials Company here? He invited us here."

The Asian woman stood up and pointed to the back, "Mr. Zhao is in the private room on the second floor. Just go up the stairs."

"Thank you." Zhang Jianguo said politely, and he and his brother went up the stairs one after another.

After passing the turn of the stairs, a young man with flowery arms stopped the two of them, "Are you Mr. Zhao's guests?"

"Yes, you smoke." Zhang Jianguo took out a box of Huazi and handed it to him.

The flower-armed young man took the cigarette and motioned the two of them to lie on the wall, "I want to search you."

Zhang Jianmin said dissatisfied, "Why do you need to search me?"

"Where did you come from next door to spicy food? Why do you get so many? Get down when I tell you. Don't toast me and you will be fined if you don't eat."

Zhang Jianguo winked at his younger brother, and the two of them lay down on the wall obediently as instructed. After the man with the flowery arms searched them, he let them go upstairs, "Private room 208, don't go by the wrong way."

Zhang Jianmin wiped the sweat from his forehead, feeling as if he had entered a den of thieves.

Zhang Jianguo walked to the door of Private Room 208 and knocked on the door, "Dongdong."

"Come in."

Zhang Jianguo took a deep breath, opened the door and walked into the private room.

The private room was very spacious, with the curtains drawn and the lights on. There was a large round table that could seat ten people. Standing beside the round table was a young man in his early twenties, wearing a white tight vest and earrings, looking very cool.

, most likely a little gangster.

Sitting next to the round table are two men in their thirties. One of them is Mr. Zhao, the head of Jinlang Building Materials Company. He has a mustache and looks extremely smart.

Next to him sat a big man with a very strong build, a cigarette in his mouth and his head lowered. There was a pile of parts on the table in front of him.

Zhang Jianguo didn't pay much attention to it at first, but when he took a closer look, he saw that it was actually an accessory for a pistol.

I saw a man holding a cigarette slowly assembling a pistol. The sound of "kaka..." made Zhang Jianguo sit on pins and needles. He looked at the man with a mustache and said, "Mr. Zhao, long time no see."

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The man known as Mr. Zhao said in a strange tone, "Young Mr. Zhang, it's rare that you still know me. I thought you had forgotten me."

"How is that possible?" Zhang Jianguo looked at the man assembling the pistol with a flattering look, "What do you call this boss?"

Mr. Zhao slapped his forehead and said with a smile, "Look at my memory, I forgot to introduce it to you.

This is Mr. Liu, the boss of the ‘Asian Boys’ gang, a well-known figure in the Los Angeles gang, and the major shareholder behind our Jinlang Building Materials Company.

Don't you want to talk to someone who can make the decision?

I specially invited him here today. If you have any ideas or requirements, just tell him.

However, let me remind you brothers first, Mr. Liu’s temper is not very good, if you make him unhappy, no one will feel better."

Zhang Jianguo said cautiously, "Master Liu and Mr. Zhao also know that the recent market conditions are not very good, the company's efficiency is not high, and our company is somewhat unable to make ends meet.

In order to relieve the company's financial pressure, we also made an investment and added two more shareholders to the company.

We, the brothers, don’t have the final say on this company now, we have to listen to the opinions of the two shareholders.”

Mr. Zhao raised his voice and said, "So, it's your company's new shareholders who have opinions about our Jinlang Building Materials Company and don't want to cooperate?"

"No, no, I don't have any opinion. I just think the price of building materials is on the high side and I need to check the quality of the building materials."

Mr. Zhao sneered and said, "Lao Zhang, we have been cooperating for three years. Why didn't you say that the price was high and the quality was problematic before?

Now that your company has developed, you are playing tricks on me and want to kick our Jinlang company away.

That’s not how it works.”

Zhang Jianguo said, "Mr. Zhao, we signed a three-year contract and we have fulfilled the contract.

There is no such thing as someone kicking someone away..."

"Card……"

The sound of bullets being loaded interrupted Zhang Jianguo's words.

The man known as Mr. Liu had already assembled a pistol and raised it, aiming it at Zhang Jianguo and then at Zhang Jianmin, causing the two brothers to cower and dare not breathe.

Zhang Jianguo forced out a smile and said, "Master Liu, if we have something to say, please speak it carefully and don't get angry."

Master Liu was minding his own business, playing with the gun in his hand, "I don't know how to do business, but I know one thing.

When you go out to hang out, you have to be loyal.

You help me and I help you, so that we can become bigger and stronger.

The company has just made a little money, and then it engages in internal strife and betrays its trust for some petty profits. The end of such a person is usually not very good, what do you think?"

Looking at the gun in Mr. Liu's hand, the Zhang brothers broke into cold sweat. This naked threat made both brothers a little afraid, and their spines went cold.

They can't afford to offend Mr. Liu, let alone the gang behind him.

Mr. Zhao smiled and said, "Mr. Zhang, what do you want Mr. Liu to ask you?"

Zhang Jianguo smiled and said, "Let's go back and discuss it with the other two shareholders."

Mr. Zhao saw that the two brothers were frightened and was ready to strike while the iron was hot. "Why go back? Why don't we just call them over and talk face to face? If you have any opinions, you can raise them."

At this moment, there was a faint sound outside the private room.

A bald white man quickly walked into the Jindu restaurant and muttered, "Damn it, is this a new hideout for Asian boys? It's so hard to find."

The Asian woman sitting at the front desk said, "Sir, we are not officially open yet."

"I'm from Zhang's Construction Company."

"They are in the private room on the second floor."

"Thank you." This white man is David who came to participate in the negotiation.

It took me a while to find a restaurant, so I was a little annoyed.

When David went up the stairs, he was stopped by the man with the flowery arm, who said condescendingly, "Who are you?"

David glanced at him, "Who are you? Why are you blocking my way?"

The man with the flowery arm raised his right arm to show the tattoo on his right arm.

David raised his eyebrows, "Asian boy, it seems I'm in the right place. I'm a shareholder of Zhang's Construction Company and I'm here to attend business talks."

The flower-armed man pointed at the wall, "Lie there?"

David shrugged, "Why?"

"Because I want to search you, Mr. Bai."

David smiled, "You want to search me?"

"Any questions?"

"I don't think you have the qualifications." David trailed off and continued to go up the stairs.

"Fuck! Don't you understand people?" The man with the flowery arm reached out his left hand and pushed it towards David's chest.

David grabbed the opponent's left finger with his right hand and squeezed it hard. "Ah..." The man with the flowery arm screamed, and his body twisted in the direction of David's finger.

David made a fist with his left hand and punched the opponent in the stomach. The man with the flowery arm curled up in pain.
To be continued...