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Clap clap!
After Chai Jin intensively shaved the man's face several times, he grabbed his head and pushed it into a trash can beside him.
In the trash can, there are domestic garbage from nearby residents, and the urine that the bear child passed by last night.
There is also phlegm spit by aunts from all walks of life, which is as disgusting as it is disgusting.
Those aunts who were more fierce than anyone else who were still shouting and cursing just now made a collective slip of the tongue.
? As if nothing happened, continue to line up neatly, and don¡¯t even look here.
Chai Jin stuffed the perm into the trash can, lit a cigarette, and said in a cold voice, "Still talking cheap?"
It took a long time for the young man to struggle out of the trash can, and he was afraid.
"I dare not, I'm sorry, I was too anxious My girlfriend is waiting for my call."
"Brother, I know I was wrong."
Chai Jin looked at him with a dark face: "Go and wash your hair, it's not good to meet your girlfriend in this state, it smells bad."
"Oh, okay, thank you for your concern."
"Is there anything else?"
"Gone."
"I'm leaving."
"Success, go slowly."
Chai Jin checked the time on his watch, turned his head and walked out of the alley, stopped a taxi and drove away.
As soon as the hot-headed youth left, the Grasshopper Hero began.
With an attitude of about to eat Chai Jin alive, he talked wildly.
Cursing and cursing, he touched his head unconsciously.
Instinctively sniffed on the nose.
Vomit!
"Which dog is peeing in the trash can! In this kind of international metropolis, such inhumane and unqualified things have happened. Don't you want to discredit our country internationally!"
The people on the side looked at him like a fool
The distance between Jing'an and Fudong is a bit far.
In 1992, Fudong District was still very desolate. In the hearts of old Zhonghai people, this is the countryside.
There are quite a few dirt roads along the way, and the dust rolled up by the rumbling and roaring trucks is suffocating.
The driver in front complained that he shouldn't have accepted the order.
Chai Jin sat at the back and kept looking at the desolation outside the window.
My heart is full of turmoil.
Who would have expected that Fudong District, which was once regarded as a rural area, would become one of the most prosperous areas in the country in the past few years.
After stumbling, the taxi finally "shaked" to the designated location on various dirt roads.
After giving the money to the driver, the driver complained again: "This time I lost money to my grandma's house, and the car wash costs more than this amount!"
Full of complaints, he kicked the accelerator and left.
A piece of dust was rolled out from the rear wheel, Chai Jin slapped his nose, squinted his eyes, and through the dust in front of him, he saw the neon signboard of Rumeng Club on the opposite side blinking.
Crossed the road and walked in.
The business inside is very lively. Although it is only five or six o'clock, there are already some perms inside, and men and women in bell-bottom pants are twisting and turning inside.
There are dazzling colorful balls spinning above the head.
Chai Jin found a place to sit down and ordered some food.
Looking at these writhing young men and women with hot heads in silence, this group of people will definitely become the main force of square dancing in a few years.
I waited until half past seven.
A man with a big belly and a big beard walked in through the door, holding a mobile phone in his hand.
It's still the same as it was at the beginning, the big shirt that southerners like most.
The waiters inside should all know him.
As soon as he walked in, he surrounded him, all kinds of bosses, Mr. Cai yelled.
In desperation, the man took out a handful of small change from his pocket and sent it away before sending it away.
Chai Jin recognized it, this is Cai Weiqiang.
Get up and wave.
Cai Weiqiang walked over with his eldest brother, sat down and stared at Chai Jin: "It's really you."
"I thought someone was going to catch me again."
Chai Jin smiled calmly: "Sit down, let's talk to you about something."
Cai Weiqiang sat down and lit a cigarette. The heroic eyes were still there, but the aura emanating from his body couldn't cover up his current embarrassment.
Chai Jin then asked: "What happened last year?"
Cai Weiqiang sighed, and began toFor what happened to him.
At this time, Chai Jin realized that Cai Weiqiang specialized in reselling stocks in the black market. He did not speculate in stocks. To put it bluntly, he was a black market trading center.
You buy and sell stocks in my hands, and then I will collect your handling fees.
This kind of black market transactions was everywhere when the official trading center was not established, and the higher-ups were also crossing the river by feeling the stones. The legal system was not perfect, allowing people like him to take advantage of the loopholes.
But some rules were promulgated at the end of last year.
One of them is to severely crack down on black market transactions.
Just like that, they were caught in one pot, and many people were sentenced.
Cai Weiqiang has a certain background and was fished out.
People have been fished out, but most of the property has been confiscated.
In an era when the industrial legal system is not perfect, many people can seize this point to get rich overnight, and in a day they can earn wealth that ordinary people can't even imagine in a lifetime.
Similarly, if the withdrawal is not timely, those who are still greedy will definitely spit out bit by bit after the formal legal documents are issued.
This is a characteristic of the 1980s and 1990s.
In the end, subscription certificates must only be traded in the black market.
Chai Jin needs Cai Weiqiang's black market contacts and ability to realize, this is his purpose of looking for Cai Weiqiang.
However, he still didn't talk about the subscription certificate, because he was afraid that Cai Weiqiang would intervene. Once he intervened, the capital involved would be huge.
Cai Weiqiang talked about his poor virginity, and the more he talked, the more angry he became: "Do you know how I came to my friend's shop to cheer me up?"
"When you enter the venue, give each waiter a tip of 100 yuan! What about now? I can only take out a few yuan in my pocket."
"Also, fortunately you called me today. My big brother is ready to pawn 6,000 yuan. The buyer will come to pick up the goods tomorrow, and you won't be able to find me one day later."
"The situation is so bad?" Chai Jin looked at him calmly.
"I can't afford to eat anymore, so I plan to go back to Guangzhou to raise fish." Cai Weiqiang was very depressed.
Obviously the past few months have been miserable.
After talking halfway, he suddenly stopped: "By the way, what do you mean by asking me to turn things around on the phone?"
Only then did Cai Weiqiang notice the changes in Chai Jin.
The first time I saw him in the restaurant that day, I felt very depressed.
But seeing you again this time, I feel that Chai Jin has a lot more open-minded temperament.
The situation is definitely much better than before.
Chai Jin put down the cup in his hand, he looked very young, but his demeanor was very sophisticated.
Looking at the dance floor over there, he said calmly: "Re-open the black market, do you dare to do it?"
"Crazy!" Cai Weiqiang had lingering fears: "Do you know how strict the arrest is now?"
"I had a few more friends who went in yesterday. It is estimated that it will only become more and more strict in the future. If you still eat this meal, don't you take your next life into it?" (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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