It was the sunny noon that brought a touch of warmth to the bleak autumn in Xiping. People came and went on the street. A fat man wearing a navy blue cashmere sweater, yellow pants and green rubber shoes sat inadvertently next to Xu Hui. Yi Hong's dress today looked particularly rural, and few of them did not wear sunglasses.

"Tell me, what's the nonsense?" Yi Hong took out a cigarette from his body, threw it to Xu Hui, lit another one on his own, and took a deep breath in comfort.

"You know Jianxin's situation, right?"

"What does it mean? Bargain with me again?"

"It's all closed." Xu Hui took out his pager, took out two messages sent by Fu Jianping and handed them to Yi Hong.

"Shut it, but it doesn't seem to be all." Yi Hong glanced at it, threw the pager back to Xu Hui, took a deep breath of cigarette, shrugged his shoulders without a smile.

After being poked by Yi Hong intentionally or unintentionally, Xu Hui was just a little surprised suddenly, but soon calmed down. The warehouse in the western suburbs did not hide it from Yi Hong. There were accidental factors and inevitable reasons. No wonder Yi Hong asked for 100,000 yuan last time, but it turned out that he had been targeted long ago.

But what is strange is that Yi Hong did not expose him and Boss Tang. Even if he threatened and beat him like a mad dog in the warehouse that day, he did not mention this matter. Maybe he was playing a long line to catch a big fish? Maybe he was waiting for Xu Hui to speak by himself? Or maybe he really wanted to treat him like Boss Tang like Boss Tang, and then slaughter him after feeding him?

Perhaps it wasn't right. This guy wanted to eat alone and left Zhao Fu and Chen Dong aside? So in Xu Hui's mind, Yi Hong had a new nickname, the old Yinshu.

But it doesn't matter how you guess now. Since the matter is clear, Xu Hui is more scrupulous in his mentality. Since it's all transactions, he just wants to play a little bigger.

"I promised to be at the end of the year. In almost four months, I will give you 120,000." Xu Hui repeatedly calculated that according to the current volume of goods, it is conservatively estimated that the gross profit that can be left is about 250,000. Excluding wages, rent and other expenses, 120,000 should be available.

"Oh? The little thing has changed his temperament?" Yi Hong was happy, but his face turned cold again, "It's not attractive. If you add one more month, it's only 20,000 yuan. You can't play like this, right?"

"Apart from the western suburbs, the doors are closed, otherwise I can give you 150,000."

"I'm looking at you a little differently now." Yi Hong scratched his fat head, and the sinister aura between his eyebrows was completely curled up, and he looked like a simple and old migrant worker. "Let's do this, since everyone has mentioned this, everyone is tacitly informed. I'll offer a price, until the end of the year, and the fragments in the commercial alley will take another 50,000 yuan. How about it?"

Xu Hui pursed his lips. This was a sign of his extreme anger and nervousness. He even clenched his fists unconsciously. Yi Hong looked at him coldly and thought it was quite interesting. Although he still didn't take Jianxin's children seriously, Xu Hui was obviously a little different.

"Finally, 150,000 plus 50,000, but I have the conditions."

"Well, let's talk." Yi Hong nodded with a smile. In Xu Hui's impression, this was the first time the other party did not deny him arrogantly.

"First, the matter in the western suburbs has nothing to do with Boss Tang. Second, Zhao Fu will come to fight Qiufeng again at the end of the year. You have to help you solve it. Third, the matter in the commercial alley, I hope you can have a good idea within a month."

"The first two are fine, the third one depends on the direction of the wind." Yi Hong made an exception again and even began to bargain with Xu Hui. If Fu Jianping or Chen Dong were on the scene, he would definitely have the illusion that the two of them were burning their brains.

"You said you would leave the rest to you."

"That's right, I said it." Yi Hong waved his big hand, "But you should know in your heart who you are messing with. If you are playing hooligans with these second-generation ancestors, I will also choose a good-win situation, right?"

"Then I can only guarantee 150,000."

"It's about two months." Yi Hong stood up and said, "Two hundred thousand, one son cannot be lost."

Yi Hong had already left, and Xu Hui was still sitting on the spot, clenching his fists with both hands. He was too nervous and did not know whether such a decision was right or wrong, and the consequences were unpredictable. He was also angry, for Yi Hong's insatiableness and for his incompetence.

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"Lezi, Lezi. This idiot is replying to the news." In the dim corner of a bar, Li Xiang pushed away his companion, sat next to Tian Le, and handed over his pager.

There was a message from Hanxian’s pager, “The compensation can be discussed, but I will decide the time and place.”

"You still dare to negotiate terms with me?" Tian Le sweared.

"Flip down, there is another one." Li Xiang reminded.

"I also have buddies in 'Chifeng' and 'Little Wonderland', so it's better for everyone to be kind."

"Damn it!" Tian Le was furious, raised his hand, and threw Li Xiang's pager to the ground with a bang. The parts suddenly flew around and the pager was completely scrapped.

"Damn it, Lezi, don't you have to do this, right?" Li Xiang cried with a sad face. Although he was also angry immediately, he still didn't dare to have an attack when Tian Le was furious.

"Cao, dare to threaten me!" Tian Leyu's anger was not gone, and he slapped the long-haired girl on the other side.

Tian Le's actions made all the ambiguous and unscrupulous teasing that had just been hazy just now come to an abrupt end. The young men and women on the sofa were stunned on the spot.

"Li Zi, what's wrong? You don't have to get so angry, right?" A strong young man opposite the sofa was quite dissatisfied.

"I'm not happy, very unhappy!"

"Who is it? If you don't accept it, you'll mess with him." Another young man with a head like a chicken coop quickly winked at the guy next to him, which means, be angry, don't mess with this little insurance provider.

Tian Le grabbed half a glass of foreign wine on the table, raised his neck and poured it into his mouth, "Li Xiang, send a message to that idiot, and said I'll wait for him to set the time and place."

"My pager is broken." Li Xiangke found an opportunity to confide.

"Take mine." There was a young man who was not afraid of much trouble and threw it to Li Xiang a pager, a big brother. Those who could afford this thing must be quite rich.

"Also, let Uncle Qin work harder, right? I haven't been moving for a long time. Didn't you say it's illegal? Arrest people and arrest all these messes for me!"

Li Xiangwo was so angry that he had no choice but to do so. Tian Le had this temper and after the gust of wind, he got up and took his elder brother to the outside and called.

"Wei Jun, call people, how many people count. After a while, Li Xiang will have a clear letter. Let me go with me together."

"Not it? Is it a big deal with these street gangsters?"

"Why didn't it? I've never been touched like this in my life, my head was bleeding, and I was so angry that I went to the hospital. If you were to eat this?"

"No, I mean, why bother to do it yourself? Let Brother Qi and the others get it done. If you are injured and disabled, you can offer the price."

"No, I have to let go of this anger myself before I can be happy." Tian Le's anger was particularly lasting today, so he grabbed the wine glass next to him and gave it to Zhou.

"But what you said makes sense. Contact Brother Qi. If I don't relieve myself tonight, let them go." Tian Le put the wine glass heavily on the table, "There is also fat Liu, check it out for me, and ask the boss of Chi Feng, do you know there are a bunch of Jianxin's little boys?"
Chapter completed!