The years when I was deceived into northern Myanmar

Chapter 168 After the slap, it’s time to eat sweet dates
I think, for Lao Qiao, who has no idea who I want to be, my performance should be called dissatisfaction, and his reaction can be called angry.

He felt that I was a helper who could lead the overall situation generously, and could take charge of all the important tasks for him that were inconvenient to appear under his legal status.

The results of it?
They had gone 99 steps forward. After the first 99 steps made him very satisfied, it was at this tremor that Old Qiao became angry.

He felt that I had a narrow vision and was a philistine. I was supposed to fill the team that day, but I was competing for food with the people who were supposed to be working under me. Can Old Qiao be satisfied?

It's okay if he's not satisfied.

Because not only did I have no intention of satisfying him, I also personally pushed away all the arrangements he had prepared!
If I want to satisfy him, I should let Erkui live, call the needle under his hand, shoot him with my own hands, then establish his power at the round table, smile and use his blood-stained hands to Everyone shook hands and said, "It's a pleasure to work together."

At that time, Old Qiao will no longer have any doubts about me, because apart from being able to survive in Menglong, I will have to stand on the guillotine anywhere in the world.

In that case, Lao Qiao will immediately push me to the top of Menneng and tell everyone that I am the highest point at a level that ordinary people in Menneng can touch in the future.

That's what he thought, and he thought I would do it that day. That's why he got so angry when he saw something happened that he was not satisfied with, because I jumped out of the circle he drew for me.

I can see all this.

I can see it without you telling me, but I can't do that.

By the way, the old falcon is here, here is 729.

Take the initiative.

I was sitting in the office, and when he entered the room, his expression was very serious.

"President Xu!"

"Mr. Xu, I'm very sorry. My brother has disturbed your affairs. You said I didn't know you were thinking about Ye Xiu."

This guy is really smart. He quickly analyzed the underlying situation based on what happened on the surface.

"You said that in that state, Lao Qiao had to force Ye Xiu into my hands. What could I do?"

"Wouldn't refuting Lao Qiao just hurt his face?"

"That's it, the night show is still yours, and my share is also yours." He said with a smile: "I will just be the one who takes orders on the surface. From now on, you can run this place however you want, even now I wouldn’t hesitate to say that the night show must be completely demolished and renovated.”

He didn't come here to receive the killing stick, but to gag me with honey.

And this kid knows that as long as I'm unhappy, even Ye Xiu is useless in his hands.How about Erkui?If you don't want to die, you have to die.

Therefore, instead of holding on to a hot potato that does not belong to you, it is better to hand it over and make friends with both parties, so as not to offend Lao Qiao, nor offend me, the popular person in Lao Qiao's eyes.He could see that Lao Qiao was just angry with me, and he didn't want to abandon me at all.

I looked at the old falcon who was chattering away as soon as he entered the room, and deliberately cursed harshly: "Do you think you have the final say?"

I didn't get angry or yell. I finished saying this very calmly and raised my head to look at him with a very steady gaze.

The old falcon's body seemed to have no bones, as soft as a noodle: "That is, as long as you are here, I will never have the final say. I will always be your hand."

The smile on his face was full of flattery, but whoever believes that this is called "submissive" is a fool: "Mr. Xu, we have heard about you. From a piglet in a park to where you are today , that’s something we never dare to think about in our lifetime.”

"By the way, please give me your contact information, and I'll ask the people under Ye Xiu to send you the daily accounts. If you have any further instructions, just call me. As for me, Lao Yao, don't I don’t have the ability, I can run errands, really, why don’t you find a chance to give me a try.”

My first impression of him was very bad. He was like a balloon. He could move no matter how hard I squeezed him, but he just wouldn’t burst. I had a very defensive mentality towards this kind of person. If he would be irritated by me or follow me fiercely, If I say a few words, maybe I can relax a little.

I just hate this ability to bend and stretch, as well as this shameless spirit. I seem to see a completely darkened version of myself, the one who has no bottom line in doing things.

"What happened to the man in the photo?"

Lao Yao immediately said: "I ignored him." Then he raised his head and looked at me: "I won't move if you don't speak."

"Has Lu Qiang come over?"

Lao Yao answered: "Er Kui came too suddenly. Lao Qiao didn't introduce everyone to you. I am in charge of the cars, not the people; Xiao Man and Mr. Man are in charge of delivery and wood planing." Open it, stuff the goods in and send them away. On the table, I have two brothers who look like old villagers. They are in charge of knives. The eldest is called Tu Gang and the second is called Xiaoguang."

"These two brothers used to do kidnapping and extortion business in Muse. Later, they offended someone and were taken under the supervision of Lao Qiao. Generally, these two brothers are responsible for things that he can't come forward for. Lu Qiang's kind of thing is naturally the same. We don't have to worry about these two brothers, we can just wait for the news. These two brothers are all desperadoes."

"The one next to the Tu Gang brothers is wearing a suit like a sack. The one is black. His name is Yutou, and he is in charge of the ship."

"I'm not familiar with and don't understand what's going on on the ship. When the wind is tight on the road, you can contact him."

"Further to the side, there is the one who always has a cigarette hanging from the corner of his mouth. He is called the old smoker. He touches the woods on the border as much as his own back garden. On the surface, he is a businessman who tosses wild animals in the mountains. In fact, he is in charge of legs. From now on, if there is a mule, he will have to carry it through the forest."

"Our group is what is left after Lao Qiao carefully selected and picked..."

I looked up at him and asked: "You guys..." What I originally wanted to ask was, according to the rules, shouldn't these people meet?But after thinking about it, I understood the reason.

They are not allowed to meet each other in China because they are afraid that if something happens to one person, they will be implicated.

This is not domestic, who will check?

This group of people were really arrested and taken into the police station. They were arrested through the front door and released through the back door.

"When did you guys come here?" Thinking of this, I changed the content of the question.

"The rest of them will stay later. I've been here, looking for second-hand cars. All the pickup trucks owned by Lao Qiao were bought by me."

I nodded: "But Lao Qiao probably didn't expect you to be so loose-lipped, right?"

After I said this, Lao Yao was stunned. He raised his hand and gave himself a slap in the mouth. It was very loud and there was no trace of fooling around at all. Half of his face was red - bang!

He raised his head deliberately: "Mr. Xu, this is just for you. I swear, I won't say a word to others. Besides, aren't these people all under your control from now on? You can tell me in advance If we have an understanding, it will be easier to arrange errands." He looks more like He Shen than me, with every frown and smile.

I understand his purpose.

This was not said by Lao Yao himself, but a message from my mother: Your leader has come to our house, please come back quickly!

Lao Yao is my neighbor. If he sees Lao Qiao going to my house and doesn't understand what's going on, he might not even deserve to own that second-hand car shop.

Any surrender or any message conveyed are all fucking fake. If Old Qiao had not gone to my house in person, but had sent a team of green soldiers to surround my villa and try again, this old Yao Bao would have run better than The rabbit is still fast.

"Hey, it's noon."

"Then what, stay here for lunch and play here by the way. I promise, there are many things here, not the night show."

"Mr. Xu, Mr. Xu!"

Lao Yao stood up quickly: "I won't bother you today. I've also made an appointment with a group of cars waiting to be picked up. How about we meet next time?"

"I'll treat you next time, I'll treat you." After saying that, he turned around and left. I walked out of the room. When the old Falcon drove to the door, he nodded to the green soldier, and then someone opened the door for him.

And I have to go home and eat the sweet dates that Lao Qiao gave me after giving me a slap.

Headache……

(End of this chapter)