20 years of the Republic of China

Chapter 298 Double Dragon Meeting

Late at night, Chengxi Railway Station.

A freight train had just been loaded and unloaded. Boss Jia called to Yuan Xinfa to turn on the switch, then turned around and waved to the driver at the front of the train.

Then, the pair of wheels made a "click-click" sound on the rails, changing from slow to fast, and gradually drove away from the platform.

The loaders watched the train go away, rested for a while, and then walked to the small warehouse one after another, randomly found a cargo compartment to sit on, and stared blankly at the wall clock on the platform, waiting for the next train. Pit stop.

Jia tilted his head, stretched out his hand and hit his shoulder and neck.

Although he does almost nothing every day except shouting, drinking, and giving orders, he always muttered to himself: "I am exhausted every day!"

At this time, the cigarette butt bumped over, took out a full money bag like a lump from his arms, and said with a smile: "Boss Jia, yesterday the lottery was drawn, this is to collect the numbers, you count. "

Jia took the money bag from his boss, weighed it twice in his hand, put his two fingers into the bag, took out a silver dollar, and said lightly: "I'll reward you."

The cigarette butt was so happy that he nodded and bowed: "Thank you, thank you!"

Jia gave the boss another cigarette to him, thought for a moment, and then asked: "Yesterday afternoon, did you still remember those people who came and said they wanted to do business?"

"I have an impression, what's wrong?"

"In the past two days, you have taken the time to help me find out where those people are from and what kind of business they want to do."

"Boss Jia, is there any problem with that group?"

"You say there is a problem, but I don't actually see it." Jia took a deep breath from his cigarette. "However, I think that kid seems to have something to do with the military camp. If he really does business here, we will also You have to make way for others and don’t get into trouble.”

"That's right!" the cigarette butt said flatteringly, "you have to think deeply."

Jia smacked his lips and said, "The key is that boy, he asked about the medicinal materials of Shanfangtang as soon as he came up. He made me a little panicked. Don't let the matter leak out. Anyway, if you ask, my eldest brother and I will do the same." Say."

"Okay, okay, don't worry, I will definitely handle this matter for you." Cigarette Butt agreed repeatedly, but refused to leave. Then he asked tentatively, "Boss Jia, how do you think I have behaved in the past six months?" Like? Do you have any clues about my joining the club?"

"Why are you so anxious? It should be yours. Sooner or later it will be yours. Work hard and don't always think about taking credit!"

Jia threw the boss away, then walked to the door of the small warehouse, cleared his throat and said, "Well, we've paid you!"

His voice was not loud, but the stevedores and railway workers far and near seemed to hear a thunderclap, and like marmots in the fields, they all stuck out their heads and looked in this direction.

Not long after, the workers had formed a circle around Jia, eagerly looking forward to it.

I have been working hard for a month and have been waiting for this day.

"Liu Liangkui!" Boss Jia yelled, "Last month, if you took one day off and was late for one day, you would be deducted five yuan!"

A man emerged from the crowd and called out: "Boss Jia, it rained heavily that day, so I was only one minute late and didn't delay my work."

"Late means late. What's the point of being poor?"

"No, that... that's too harsh..."

"Do you think it's too harsh?" Jia glared at him, "Then stop doing it and go home and farm!"

The butt of the cigarette followed beside him and said, "Old Liu, you are content with what you are doing. Why don't you thank Boss Jia quickly!"

"Wang Dakang!" Chief Jia continued to mutter, "I spilled some stuff on someone's cargo box last month, so I'll deduct six yuan from you..."

Every time when wages were paid, he would find faults with each of his dozen or so workers in order to find some excuse for withholding wages, and the rest of the money would naturally go into his own pocket.

However, among all the workers, the one who gave him the most headache was Yuan Xinfa, who pulled the switch.

This big man Yuan works on the railway tracks. He is barely a skilled worker, and his salary is higher than that of a loader. But this man is like a machine. He works hard and makes no mistakes. He is never late no matter what, except for the lack of people. , couldn't find any decent faults at all, even the Japanese construction team couldn't help praising him when they happened to meet him.

Boss Jia was both happy and angry about this.

When it came time to pay him, he was shortchanged by ten yuan.

Yuan Xinfa knew it well, but he still couldn't help but ask, "Boss Jia, my wages are not calculated correctly!"

"Didn't I tell you that I would help you buy letters?" Boss Jia said impatiently, "If you don't win, you will win next month."

Yuan Xinfa was suffocating a fire in his heart, with a ridge on his cheek. He stood for a while in a dull mood, but in the end he chose to settle the matter.

After the wages were paid, Boss Jia turned his back on the workers' resentment unscrupulously, without looking back, and said with a smile: "There will be two more trains coming later, you stay here and watch, don't make any mistakes." Come on! I'll go back first!"

The butt of the cigarette was like a follower, and he immediately chased after me to say goodbye: "Boss Jia, please walk slowly. Hey, look at the steps. When you get home, you can take care of me and my sister-in-law!"

After seeing off the leader, the smile on the cigarette butt still remains undiminished.

He walked back to the small warehouse. The workers were divided into two groups. Some people held him up with false affection; others looked down on him with strong blood.

However, love it or hate it, cigarette butts don’t matter at all. All his thoughts were spent on "guessing out the best ideas." As for what the so-called co-workers thought and thought, in his eyes, it was completely unworthy of mention.

…………

Jia put his head behind his hands and walked out of the station humming a tune.

Looking over from the steps, I saw that the entire old city was completely dark.

Liaoyang is not as good as Fengtian. There is no so-called nightlife. When it gets dark, it is very rare to even pull a rickshaw on the street. Opposite, the Liaota Hotel and the Manchurian Railway Library near the White Pagoda, although they are properties of the East, are also dead at the moment.

Fortunately, on a summer night in June, the evening breeze was refreshing, and Jia Baotou was happy to return on foot.

He walked straight along the street towards Dongcheng, but he had no idea that there were two more shadows behind him.

Jiang Lianheng changed to Qianluodu. It had been a long time since he had done such an errand in person, but the skills taught by his sixth uncle had become instinctive, and the leader Jia was not alert, so he didn't follow him at all. Effortless.

The two men walked through the main street one after the other, nothing unusual.

After walking in such a straight line for almost half a stick of incense, Jia Baotou suddenly stopped. Jiang Lianheng hurriedly ducked into an alley, leaned his back against the wall, touched the gun in his arms, and thought to himself: He was discovered Already? It shouldn’t be!

Then, he heard a small sound.

"Crash-"

Jiang Lianheng couldn't help but rolled his eyes, he dared to relieve himself on the side of the road!

When the sound of water flow gradually stopped and the sound of footsteps sounded again, Jiang Lianheng emerged again.

But as soon as he poked his head out, he quickly retracted as if he was electrocuted!

The voice was very weak, and almost in sync with Leader Jia's, but Jiang Lianheng did hear another footsteps.

He squatted down and poked his head out from under the corner of the wall again, only to see a figure following Mr. Jia emerge from the entrance of the alley diagonally opposite.

The man seemed to have expected that Leader Jia would appear on this road, so he laid an ambush in advance and followed him step by step.

He was bolder than Jiang Lianheng, and he also got closer when following Jia Baotou.

When Jiang Lianheng saw this, he couldn't help but frown. After thinking for a moment, he inexplicably turned into a yellow bird, following closely behind Boss Jia and the nameless stalker.

Soon, the man seemed to be aware of Jiang Lianheng's presence. He looked back again and again, sometimes even deliberately trying to show off his flaws, but he didn't find any malicious intentions on the other side, which made him feel a little weird.

Boss Jia walked a long distance, and finally when he was approaching Dongcheng, he turned into the alley of his small courtyard, and the follower who followed him disappeared.

Jiang Lianheng drew his pistol, tiptoed to the corner and stopped.

He knew that the man was on the other side of the corner, and he also knew that the man knew that he was on this side of the corner.

The two of them are both experts in following, and after walking such a long distance, they must be wary of each other. The reason why they did not take action rashly is simply because they both realized that Boss Jia was their common goal, and It is also the rule and tacit understanding of people who travel in the world - before going through the course, the most taboo is to break the course and lose face.

Just like "throwing stones to ask for directions", multiple friends lead to multiple paths, and multiple enemies lead to multiple walls.

The two leaned against the wall and were silent for a while.

"Lao Chai?" The man spoke first and asked in a very low voice.

Jiang Lianheng had already guessed who this person was, so he replied in a deep voice: "The combined character on the line."

The man hesitated for a moment and then asked: "Double Dragon Club?"

"What?" Jiang Lianheng was confused.

The man seemed to be relieved, and then said: "Take a break?"

"The Fengtian River stretches across the river, and we are shoulder to shoulder. You can't be Wen Tingge, right?"

The man was a little surprised, and after thinking quietly for a moment, he finally asked: "What are you trying to do by stepping on the fire?"

"Is this considered a hot point?" Jiang Lianheng smiled and said, "It's so watery that I can't even squeeze it out. It's not for any reason, just a personal grudge."

"Bump?"

"Okay, come out and show your face?"

But the man said: "According to the rules of the road, if we don't see the blue sky in the sky, we will see it tomorrow. At the bottom of the soap, red light will go up to the sky. At the intersection of Nancheng, we will see you at Linzi Kiln?"

Jiang Lianheng nodded: "Easy to say."

The sound of "rustling" footsteps then sounded, and the sound gradually became distant until it disappeared.

Jiang Lian raised his gun horizontally, walked out sideways, and glanced at the dark alley, which was already empty of people.

Immediately afterwards, he took a quick look at the small courtyard of Boss Jia's house, smiled, shook his head, and murmured to himself: "Double Dragon Club? Can it be any more vulgar?"

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