The concert ended very successfully, and no special accidents arise. After all, the official things held by the police department are staring at them. There are basically no people who dare to make trouble on such occasions, as long as there is no force majeure accident. In other words, Tang Jinyan's original sense of smell was keen, and this job was actually to pick up money.

Of course, for Tang Jinyan, the security work this time has a bit extraordinary significance.

He found what was the incomprehensible thing he had been touching.

Although they carry shadows, they still have beautiful dreams because they are always facing the sun.

And he is exactly the opposite.

That night, he did something he hadn't done for a month - he casually caught two women who had sex in the nightclub and flew viciously.

When he got home, he took out a small notebook from the cabinet, held it in his hand and looked at it for a long time, and finally opened the first page.

Since you know that you are destined to not be able to walk out, you might as well go further. How can you know that the other side of the road is not a colorful scenery?

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"Mr. Tang Jiu, I have been waiting for you for nearly two months. My name is Iori Lan, just call me Iori."

Looking at the vulgar Japanese with a very feminine name in front of him, Tang Jinyan had an idea in his heart.

"I waited for nearly two months," and the amount of information about this sentence was a bit large. First, it means that he had known who replaced Lao Ba for a long time, which means that his contact with Xincun Sect was not one-way with Lao Ba; second, why are you willing to wait for him? Wouldn't you change a partner?

The information is already very clear. The so-called smuggling was not done by Lao Ba himself, but was originally the old man's thing.

This Japanese is the old man, or in other words, he is directly cooperating with the old man.

"It seems that Lao Ba told his brothers that he was just doing some selling stolen goods when the terminal security unloaded the freight, but he didn't tell the truth..." Tang Jinyan narrowed his eyes and said, "Why did Iori Jun teach me?"

Iori Lan smiled and said, "What the Eight Master said is not completely concealed. Ocean Trading Company is under my name, and I am doing the business. Eight Master is indeed only responsible for protection, but... he holds 38% of the shares, only a little less than me."

"The shares are now with the old man?"

"When Master Jiu comes, he will naturally come to Master Jiu."

Tang Jinyan nodded, and it seemed that there was a third-party law firm participating. This was surprising. This was no longer a small fuss. 38% of the smuggling dividends were reversible. Is the old man really safe to hand it over to himself?

Originally, the eighth-year-old and the Japanese cooperated, but 90% of them were because they couldn't trust the Japanese. But this time it was funny. A Japanese and a Chinese cooperated with a Chinese to smuggle in South Korea. No matter how you look at it, you can feel strange and inexplicable.

In addition, Lao Ba’s account does not have such a large amount of inputs, so there must be an additional account that was opened privately. Where is it hidden? Does this have anything to do with his accidental death?

Tang Jinyan's eyes staring at Iori Lan began to become cold.

Iori Lan laughed: "Young Master Jiu doesn't have to stare at me like that. I know what you are thinking. I am a Japanese here, and I must rely on the cooperation of my own people no matter what. Even if I kill Eighth Master, I will come to Ninth Master, Tenth Master, Eleventh Master, and if I change to the New Village Sect, there will be other factions, which is meaningless."

To put it really well, is it necessary to kill people because of the benefits? There are only one reason that can lead to death without a burial place. At least the private account opened by Lao Ba can give many people a sufficient reason to start.

The vortex inside is a bit deep... Turning this page, it feels like opening Pandora's box, everything becomes uncontrollable anymore.

"I can't believe it." Tang Jinyan said lightly: "If anyone knows the situation here, he wouldn't believe it even if he didn't say that the cause of Lao Ba's death had nothing to do with it."

"It's okay if you believe it or not." Iori Lan grinned and showed her yellow teeth: "Maybe Jiu Master will end up with the Eighth Master, but since he is here, will Jiu Master still leave?"

Tang Jinyan smiled faintly: "No."

When I opened that page, I never thought about anything safe.

38% of smuggling dividends, astronomical figures, how can a tiger's son be obtained without entering the tiger's den?

"Since I can't..." Iori Ran stretched out his right hand: "Happy cooperation."

"Happy cooperation." Tang Jinyan simply reached out and said, "Take me to visit?"

"Please." Iori Lan reached out and made a gesture of asking for help, leading the way: "The company is actually very formal. It is just a business that cooperates with some Japanese companies in his own name to engage in import and export trade, paying taxes seriously. Shameful business is invisible on the surface, and visiting the company is not very meaningful. However, Jiu Ye can visit our warehouse."

"I expected that the security team in the warehouse were all from Xincun." Tang Jinyan walked side by side with him, and Enshuo followed behind him with vigilant force.

"It is the basis of the cooperation between Shinmura and us." Iori Lan showed his yellow teeth again: "Otherwise, the bald heads and other things that the Eighth Master brought by his side will be useless."

There seemed to be some point in his words, and Eunshuo and his younger brothers behind him all had some anger on their faces.

Tang Jinyan glanced at him sideways, looked at his lower body, and said lightly: "It turns out that Iori Jun's fart can be used, Tang admires it."

Eunshuo and his younger brothers laughed and stared at Iori Lan's butt with some malicious intentions. Unexpectedly, Iori Lan twisted her butt: "It's very useful to push it up, will Jiu Ye want to try it?"

Tang Jinyan's mouth twitched slightly. One dirty thing is even higher than the other dirty thing. The Japanese are indeed not ordinary races, they are all zombie legions under the devil king...

This ocean trading company is located in Incheon and has warehouses near the first and second international wharfs, which is quite famous in the local area. When we arrived at the first warehouse, dozens of big and thick men were waiting in line. When they saw Tang Jinyan coming, they all saluted: "Jiu Master."

Tang Jinyan hugged them one by one generously, and accidentally touched their gun handle on his waist, and sighed softly in his heart. There is a group of such people in the second warehouse...

In fact, the underworld has declined very much now, at least it is not very strong in front of the chaebol. The cooperation with the Japanese, the shares are at a disadvantage is proof of this. It is already very good to have two teams under the eighth-man who have bald Leopard and Jin Yiguang. It is absolutely impossible to get such a strong force. This must be an important team that the old man himself holds and will not hand it over to anyone.

At that time, Qingliang was a territory that he had taken Enshuo and only seven or eight people, and used a knife and fire for several years to slowly build. Although the old man gave him full autonomy and fully allowed him to use it, there was almost no direct power in terms of strength. Because of this, Qingliang was named Tang, but not Xincun, and those unruly people only recognized him. Because of this, the entire Xincun faction shocked the entire Xincun faction, and the brothers finally began to be deeply wary of themselves.

But now, the old man actually gave these people to his own jurisdiction...at least nominal jurisdiction.

Why is he suddenly so generous? The old man's attitude is intriguing.

Maybe... I really want me to enter the Gu Bowl? At least, let my brothers think this way, so that I no longer have the position of turning over the table?

But judging from the time when the incident happened, it was wrong...

Until the old man's imperial lawyer came and signed the equity agreement for them, Tang Jinyan was still distracted and thought about these questions.

"Mr. Jiu." The lawyer greeted Tang Jinyan with a smile: "My grandfather told me that after Mr. Jiu signed the contract here, I will send you this letter."

Tang Jinyan was stunned and took the envelope handed over by the lawyer, sealing it very well.

"Thank you." Tang Jinyan didn't bother to open the seal and walked to the corner to take a closer look.

There is only a simple sentence on the letter paper: "38% is not dead. If you have a habit, you can get 80% for me!"

Tang Jinyan's eyes flashed, and the letter paper was instantly pinched into a ball.

There are 20% that they can never get involved, which is distributed to customs, police departments, tax departments and even some people in the navy. Then 80% means that they want to eat the source of goods from the Japanese and kick them out of their own?

This is too difficult. After all, I am just a newcomer now and I don’t even know what the source of goods is and where it comes from.

But once this can be done...
Chapter completed!