20 years of turmoil

Chapter 87 Something Worth Looking Forward To
Gretel picked it up and looked at it.

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"What do you mean?"

"I gave some money to the small leaders of the Xiaoshan group, and asked them to help me keep an eye on the pier. The most sum of them was that the other party wanted to buy a camera, a small one. If you find any interesting manifest, take a picture of it for me. Like this one."

Ning Ren took out a photo and gave it to Gretel.

Machines are installed on fishing boats.

Seems like a grinder.

Gretel took a look and nodded: "This is too childish. Based on our investigation records, there are more than [-] cases of illegal product sales. Most of them are borderline errors. A little machine that looks like a grinder to me."

Ning Ren said, "Use a grinder for lenses."

"Yes, you are going in the right direction, keep working hard." Gretel accepted Ning Ren and gave him the reimbursement form. He also knew that it was impossible to find out any major projects in one business trip. It would take time and opportunity.

Ning Ren said again: "I also got a piece of news, but there is nothing substantive to confirm this news."

Gretel's eyes lit up: "It doesn't matter if there is nothing substantial, just tell me the news you got."

Ning Ren: "Let me tell you one thing first. I did the fire at Tosiba's headquarters. Just don't trick me."

Gretel didn't care how many Japanese slaves were burned in the fire at Tosiba's headquarters: "It doesn't matter, tell me the news."

Ning Ren: "The Xiong family encountered a severe cold wave, and the grain production was reduced on a large scale. The Xiong family began to strictly limit the import of goods and used the money to buy food. Among them, the purchase of industrial machinery and equipment was almost zero. The Japanese slaves are the most important part of the Xiong family. As an industrial machinery supplier, if the Xiong family doesn’t buy it, what will happen?”

Gretel is professional.

Hearing this news was enough for him.

This news is very easy to verify.

Not only from the industrial machinery factory in Wajima, but also from multiple aspects can be verified.

Gretel said: "That's right, your thinking is very correct. Just follow this direction and stare at all the machinery factories on the island of Bonu, and see if they will ship machinery products there."

Ning Ren didn't mention the photocopier at all.

The reason is simple, it has nothing to do with Gretel, and it is impossible for Ning Ren to receive a bonus from the Coordinating Committee.

Today's conversation is not casual.

Ning Ren made a test for Gretel, and he got the answer.

Gretel's approach was not to prevent the Wonu people from making mistakes, but to assume that the Wonu people were wrong, but no evidence was found.

Then, how to make up this story next, the direction is very clear.

Leave Gretel's office.

In the evening, Ning Ren set up wine.

All of you in Hall [-] are called to sit in the hall.

"Everyone, I'm going to go to Mr. Zhuang Nanshang's bank on Saturday and grab it! There is a contract here, which I signed with Huang Qifa from the mission office at noon today. This is a game. From now on, everything depends on your ability, everyone Who has the right person to push..."

Before Ning Ren could say what he would recommend, Ghost Blade jumped up: "I, whoever robs me will teach him to be a man with his fist."

The dishes haven't been served yet, Quan Wu Xing.

Even Chen Luotuo got started.

Ning Ren took a few steps back. What he originally thought was to find a few younger brothers who were very photogenic. This is indeed a game with high ratings.

I haven't finished talking yet, why are they so excited.

This matter is indeed very interesting.

That night, Jiashi released an advertisement before the World No. [-] Martial Arts Club started.

The gangster Ghost Blade VS the bad guy Huang Qifa.

Time: Saturday.

Location: Zhuang Nanshang's bank.

In the early morning of the next day, five people, Ghost Blade, Xiao Sa, Handsome, Hei Niu, and Tai Fei, brought their younger brothers, and started to move around the bank, then many surrounding streets, and then recorded the traffic flow of each street, and then ...

Just these people were dispatched, which aroused the crowds of many citizens.

It is clearly stated in the advertisement that there is no script, everything depends on the ability.

Then, Kowloon Walled quietly opened the market.

The ghost blade can last for eight hours, and it costs fifteen for one.

Persist for less than one hour, and bet on Huang Qifa will pay you fifteen.

Kowloon Walled has had no calligraphy stalls for a long time, and since the appearance of the Liuhe ticket of the Jockey Club, there has been no business in calligraphy.

But after the incident about Li Jufu and the Jockey Club was in the news some time ago, the Qihe tickets on the Kowloon Walled side began to slowly heat up, because when the market opened, anyone was allowed to supervise at close range.

At noon, Ning Ren invited Shama to dinner.

In a newly opened restaurant.

Ning Ren didn't let Shama look at the menu, and ordered four dishes for Shama.

Sharma looked at the table, put a piece of meat on the plate with a spoon with a hint of doubt, and then picked up the knife and fork.

After biting into his mouth, Sharma's eyes lit up: "What is this, it's so delicious."

"The most common one is braised chicken nuggets. As I said, what Wudu eats is all pig food, which is definitely a gourmet desert. Besides fried chicken, what else can chicken do?" Ning Ren said, pushing another plate Passed over: "Come and taste it, this is a relatively high-end method, honey sauce chicken."

"Delicious, very tasty."

Ning Ren asked: "You have been in Daogang for three years, what do you usually eat?"

Sharma replied: "Of course it is a high-end restaurant."

Ning Ren smiled: "Zhudao cuisine, Gaul cuisine, and rotten vegetables?"

"Well, I still eat some Spanish dishes once in a while."

Ning Ren said: "In a few days, I'm going to hold a super contest, the Island Hong Kong Cooking God Contest. I invite you to be a guest, but not a judge. To be honest, you don't even know how to eat, you only know how to look up at the star pie."

Sharma put down the knife and fork: "Just tell me, what are you going to do?"

"Set up a super food group, and then open restaurants all over the world. I plan to open [-] restaurants in Wudu, including a hell canteen."

"Hell?" Sharma became interested: "What delicacies are there in hell?"

Ning Ren pretended to be mysterious: "In a few days, when the chef I invited arrives, I will take you to taste it. I promise, there are not many people who have the courage to eat."

"It's so scary."

“Red burned lion head”

"Oh! Cake seller." Sharma exclaimed,
Ning Ren suddenly stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers, and a waiter brought a small lunch box with a sealed lid.

Ning Ren pointed to the box: "This is an entry-level one. Open the cracks and smell it. You probably won't even dare to look at it, let alone eat it. I can only tell you that it tastes delicious."

Sharma didn't believe in evil, and directly opened the sealed box cover.

In an instant, the smell rushed out, and Sharma's first reaction was to rush into the bathroom and vomit.

It stinks.

Under Sharma's horrified eyes, Ning Ren reached out and picked up a piece, put it in his mouth, and ate it calmly.

"This is, this is..."

"Tofu."

Regardless of his appearance, Sharma raised his voice several times: "Tofu that has been soaked in the toilet for a year?"

Ning Ren's reaction was very calm: "Eat a piece, and I'll take you to the Hell Restaurant."

(End of this chapter)