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One hundred and sixty-two young people(1/2)

"If Ah Heng hadn't been there last night, it would have been impossible for you brainless guys to handle this matter so satisfactorily."

Brother Hong turned around and said with dignity and emotion: "Don't think that you have been with me for a long time and you can show your seniority in front of young people. In our industry, we have to pay attention to advancing with the times. Read more books when you have nothing to do.

, read the news and understand the policies above."

The bodyguard said, "Hey, hey, hey." He smiled in a low voice and echoed repeatedly: "Yes, yes, I will change it now, I will change it now."

Brother Hong looked at him sideways and said unhappily: "Who can't just talk about it? You said that you have a mobile phone all day long, and apart from watching short videos, you only watch pornographic websites. You have to use your brain.

, look at more useful things. Today’s young people are not as powerful as we used to be. In addition to being stronger than us, they are also very smart.”

The bodyguard finally realized something. He asked in a low voice: "Brother Hong, what do you mean..."

Brother Hong turned around, with his back to him, staring at Hu Pingtao frozen on the LCD screen, and asked calmly: "I remember that Lao Zhou introduced A Heng here, right?"

Lao Zhou is a peripheral member of the group. Unlike Hong Ge, who is an internal leader, Lao Zhou's external identity is the human resources manager of a certain company, who is responsible for the deployment and recommendation of personnel.

"Yes." The bodyguard replied quickly: "Fifteen new people were admitted last week, all arranged by Lao Zhou."

"Gravity" Bar appears to be doing serious business, and the staff it recruits include bartenders, bartenders, waitresses...

"Let Lao Zhou check A Heng's background." Brother Hong said seriously: "Report the information to me as soon as possible. If A Heng is the kind of person we want, arrange an inspection. If not, follow the normal procedures.

Give him a promotion and make him a supervisor."

The "supervisor" he refers to is a supervisor in the ordinary sense of the bar. He has a slightly higher status than other people, has a monthly salary of one thousand plus, and has the power to arrange the regular affairs of the store.

Hu Pingtao handled the problem in an orderly manner, which in Brother Hong's opinion was the best manifestation of his ability. What's more, Hu Pingtao did not eat alone - at the end of the surveillance video, the banknotes taken out of the middle-aged man's wallet were divided into three parts, indicating that

This guy is very good at being a good person.

Beating someone in a bar has never been a new thing. As long as it doesn't cause serious injury or kill anyone, it's normal to give him a good beating. Who told you not to touch my woman with your eyes? Even if it's robbed from you

What about money?

You can call the police, but it's useless when the police come. Women, bodyguards, bartenders... I have more than a dozen witnesses on my side, and they all agree: You teased me, touched me, and took advantage of me. The reason why A Heng beat me is

It was because you really couldn't stand it anymore, and you admitted it at the time and took the initiative to take out the money, begging to be let go and to leave quickly.

The bodyguard was a little jealous. He knew that A Heng had fallen into Brother Hong's eyes, so he spoke with a bit of sourness: "Brother Hong, if the results of Lao Zhou's investigation show that A Heng does not belong to any of the things you said,

One way, then we..."

As he spoke, he made a downward motion with his palms sinking.

This world is divided into the White Path and the Black Path.

The "Baidao" here refers to ordinary people who have no background in public security, prosecutors and law.

Such people can be used.

But if you take the "pure white route", it will be different.

A hint of ruthlessness flashed in Brother Hong's eyes, and he nodded slightly: "Check first, if there is no problem, then do as I say. If there is really a problem... kill him when the time comes, and don't be lenient."



Lao Zhou sent detailed information about "Aheng" the next day.

"A Heng is from Jiangbei. His father died early, and there is only one old woman in the family. She was a hard-working woman who never went to school and was illiterate. She had been working as a street sweeper, and it was not easy for A Heng to grow up."

"A Heng is very family-oriented and filial. In 2005, his mother was sweeping the street. The broomstick hit a Ford parked on the roadside. The owner of the car scolded his mother. A Heng happened to see it and rushed

He went up and broke the man's legs with a stick. He was supposed to be imprisoned for a few years. Later, the community intervened and considering the actual situation at his home, he indeed parked the car randomly. In addition, A Heng himself had a good attitude in admitting his mistakes, so the sentence was changed.

Six months.”

Brother Hong listened with great interest: "You mean this kid has been in prison?"

Lao Zhou nodded, took out a photo from the information bag, and handed it over: "This is from Scarface. He and A Heng were inmates at the time, and A Heng came out first. The two of them had a good relationship in prison, and they got along well."

There was a shadow."

Brother Hong knows Scarface. This guy is good at cheating and kidnapping. Before he was caught, he was a "bulk product" distributor on the periphery of the group, specializing in selling small packets of powder and ecstasy pills in bars and dance halls.

"Scarface will probably never come out in this life!" Brother Hong sighed with emotion. When Scarface was arrested, the police found more than 100 grams of heroin and more than 30 "ponies" from his possession, but they did not impose the death penalty.

It’s already God’s mercy.”

Lao Zhou snorted coldly from his nostrils: "With Scarface's virtue, something will happen sooner or later. But then again, this is the way the world is. People who work honestly will stay like this for the rest of their lives and will not be able to make a fortune.

On the contrary, those who mess around eventually become great."

He casually handed the information on the coffee table to Brother Hong: "Looking at what you mean, it seems that you plan to reuse A Heng?"

Brother Hong stretched out his arms and yawned, without admitting or denying: "I like this guy very much, let's take a look first!"

Lao Zhou suddenly became interested. He picked up the cigarette case on the table, took out one, but was not busy lighting it. He asked in an inquiring tone: "What are you going to do?"

"Let me think about it..."

Brother Hong lowered his head, clasped his hands, and fell into thinking for several minutes.

After a long while, he raised his head and said with a half-smile: "It feels a bit too fast to let Ah Heng sell the goods directly. But I believe in Scarface's vision. That guy rarely takes pictures with others."

Lao Zhou reminded: "You see clearly, this was taken in the police station. Although they are all locked up together, it may be a group photo arranged by the police."

Brother Hong pointed to the photo: "Scarface is smiling! If it was arranged by the police, he wouldn't be smiling like this."

Lao Zhou smiled narrowly and said: "Scarface never went to school. Do you still remember his old jokes? Scarface heard someone say that it would be very comfortable to apply cooling oil on the buttocks, so he tried it and it felt good. Later, someone said

I told him that applying some ammonia would be more comfortable than applying cooling oil, so he got some ammonia and continued to apply it, and the result...hahahaha!"

Brother Hong also laughed: "He himself has no brains and can't blame others... Well, there is a payment over there in Songcheng that has never been collected. This matter is big or small. If you can't get it back, it's big or small.

, I can’t easily explain it to Mr. Jin. Because it’s payment for goods, the matter cannot be made public, so Songcheng side is also confident.”

Lao Zhou asked with a smile: "Let A Heng collect the bill? Everyone in Songcheng has a hard time. This matter is not as simple as you think."

Brother Hong leaned back and lay on the sofa: "Let's try it first! It's certainly a good thing to be able to take it back. If he can't take it back, even if he is unlucky, I will be able to make it right with Master Jin."

Lao Zhou said: "That's true, but I have to remind you that those in Songcheng are all bosses who want money rather than their lives. People will die if you do this."

Hong Ge laughed loudly and said: "I just asked him to collect the debt. As for whether he is dead or not, what does it have to do with me?"



A few days later, Songcheng.

Brother Hong sent four people: bodyguard Zheng Qiang led the team, plus Hu Pingtao and two other men.

The car is very ordinary, an old Santana.

On the way from Binhai to Songcheng, Hu Pingtao kept looking at the target's information and photos.

He is a young-looking man, handsome, but a little creamy.

"Brother Zheng, what does this person do?" Hu Pingtao asked, pointing to the photo.

According to the custom here in Binhai, Zheng Qiang should be called "Brother Qiang". But after the cartoon "Bear Infested" was broadcast, he was forced to change his name to "Brother Zheng".

"His name is Ma Guangwei. He is a gangster. As long as it is a business to make money, he will do anything. Speaking of it, he is half of your peers. He has worked in a bar before, so you go to work when you say you want to, but he just picked up the boss's wife.

, not only did he have a big belly, but he also teased the boss

My mother got divorced and divided her property to live with him. The landlady was not blind. Ma Guangwei was a poor man. They only wanted his face and temporary happiness. Who would abandon their rich husband to live a poor life with him? So he decided to

She secretly undergoes an abortion, breaks her teeth and swallows them."

Zheng Qiang sat in the back seat of the car and said lazily: "Ma Guangwei was kicked out of the bar. Although he looks young in the photo, he is actually in his thirties or almost forty, but he doesn't look old, and he is very young."

He was destined to be a woman. He changed to a nightclub to work as a host, and by the way he hooked up with a brother of mine and asked him to ship goods. At the beginning, he gave him twenty "small pills" every time.

"Ma", all newcomers follow this rule. Ma Guangwei is very good at coaxing people, especially rich ladies and middle-aged resentful women... He has been selling goods for a short time, and his business is also very active. He went back and forth, and it only took half a year to become a junior.

Distribution is a third-level business. According to the company's rules, you can get two more kilograms of goods each time, as well as a thousand ecstasy pills."

Hu Pingtao thought thoughtfully: "With more money on hand, you also have more ideas?"

Zheng Qiang nodded: "He should have settled the payment for us four months ago, but there has been no movement yet. Brother Hong called several times, and Ma Guangwei kept saying that the goods were not sold out. The company has been busy recently.

There was a lot of wind outside, so I didn’t bother to come to Songcheng to look for him, and I’ve been putting it off until now.”

Hu Pingtao was very sensitive to the word "many things". He pretended to smile and said, "Brother Zheng, it's a good thing that the company is busy. Only when the business gets bigger can we make money."

Zheng Qiang snorted coldly: "What do you know! It's not easy to do business now. The black dogs are strictly inspected. Several lines in the north, east and west are broken. Master Jin and the others are in a hurry. Fortunately, Brother Hong is in charge.

My business has nothing to do with this."

Hu Pingtao's heart moved and he asked with a smile: "Brother Hong only wants to ship goods?"

Zheng Qiang nodded lightly, and then he realized what he was doing. He quickly sat up straight and said coldly: "A Heng, watch your mouth. Don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask. Otherwise, you will get into trouble and no one can save you."

.”

Hu Pingtao had already thought of his words: "I understand. I just want to know more about Ma Guangwei, so as not to find the wrong target later."



The nightclubs in Songcheng are not much different from those on the beach. There are people everywhere, and the magical lights reflect countless passionate men and women.

The Santana was parked on the side of the road. Old cars like these are everywhere and don't attract attention.

The four of them were sitting in the car. Zheng Qiang stared at the neon lights flashing in the distance, frowning.
To be continued...
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