Blood-quenched mountains and rivers

In the hotel where everyone was staying, Ma Bufang sat on the sofa with her legs crossed, staring at the pattern of the blanket on the floor in a daze. Since she woke up in the morning, Ma Bufang's right eye had been jumping, as if there was something wrong Things are going to happen generally.

The brown-red door was facing Ma Bufang. There had been a knock on the door for a while, but Ma Bufang didn't seem to hear it. The other party finally became impatient and pushed the door open. Ma Bufang lifted the door. Looking up, he saw Zhang Haiming standing outside the door.

The two-day rest period didn't seem to work for Zhang Haiming at all. His face was pale and he rubbed his stomach in pain. He always felt top-heavy, as if every step he took would shake the food in his stomach. As if he came out, panting heavily, he sat opposite Ma Bufang, and said weakly: "The hotel has been arranged, and the Huiteng Hotel is just one street away from here. I will meet them in the afternoon and negotiate a contract. Naturally, they would send someone to the station to deliver the oil samples themselves."

Ma Bufang pursed her lips and said nothing. The plan to escort the oil products was decided by Ma Bufang himself. After all, if he escorted the samples by himself, a giant like a heavy armored tank would definitely attract the attention of others. I'm afraid he will expose his identity and attract Sheng Shicai's troops to attack.However, Ma Bufang certainly would not admit that his behavior like a rat crossing the street was due to his fear of Sheng Shicai. He called it saving fuel, and his stinginess was evident.

Zhang Haiming has already arranged everything properly, and everything is carried out according to Ma Bufang's plan. Logically speaking, there is nothing to worry about, but Ma Bufang always feels that something is wrong, even if he is sitting in a quiet and comfortable hotel room, Ma Bufang still felt that the ubiquitous danger was approaching him, and he could already smell the breath of danger in the air.Blood Quenching Mountains and Rivers 327

Looking at Ma Bufang's expression, Zhang Haiming was very dissatisfied. He was jolting on the horse's back with only half his life left, so what else could he be dissatisfied with after rushing forward and back for Ma Bufang?

But at this moment, Ma Bufang slapped his thigh suddenly, and many thoughts flashed in his mind like flashes of lightning. He stood up abruptly, quickly closed the curtains, paced back and forth a few times anxiously, and then suddenly stopped Step by step, he came to Zhang Haiming mysteriously, lowered his voice and said, "We can't meet at Huiteng Hotel."

Ma Bufang said such words suddenly, which made Zhang Haiming confused. Even if he was thinking about it, he couldn't figure out what reason Ma Bufang did this. Zhang Haiming looked at Ma Bufang in surprise and even annoyed: "Why?"

"Think about it," Ma Bufang excitedly licked his lips and said, "Huiteng Hotel is such a high-end hotel, there must be many celebrities, and Sheng Shicai's status is not trivial, maybe we will meet there at that time." Is he right? Of course, the commander is not afraid of things, but I only brought a few guards with me on this trip. I'm afraid they can't protect Mr. Zhang and your safety. What's more, this place was appointed by the other party. I don’t know their identities, what if they are plotting something wrong? Isn’t this right in the trap of the other party?”

Although Ma Bufang keeps talking about his bravery and fearlessness, his cautious behavior has made his timidity known to the world. Even Zhang Haiming, a scholar, can't help laughing at Ma Bufang's timidity, but he has no choice but to He shook his head and said: "Mr. Ma is probably worried too much. This matter is far from that complicated. The other party is a local business firm in Urumqi. It buys oil products and sells them to factories and individuals. I have also visited their offices. They are all ordinary businessmen don’t have so many strange ideas.”

In Zhang Haiming's view, Ma Bufang should be the one with really weird ideas. If there was a word of persecution paranoia at that time, it would be perfect for Ma Bufang, but Ma Bufang didn't think so, and he was very serious. Swearing: "The office must be real? What if the other party plots something wrong? What if the other party colludes with Sheng Shicai?"

Hearing this, Zhang Haiming couldn't laugh or cry, and said helplessly, "Since Mr. Ma is so worried, it's better for someone Zhang to go and make a deal."

"No!" Ma Bufang rejected Zhang Haiming's idea with a big wave of his hand. After hesitating for a long time, Ma Bufang lowered his head and muttered to himself for a long time, then suddenly raised his head and said, "I know!"

After all, Ma Bufang dragged Zhang Haiming and whispered for a long time. Zhang Haiming's expression changed from sunny to cloudy and then from cloudy to sunny like summer weather. Zhang Haiming, who had been studying for many years, suddenly found that even the complete dictionary The vast amount of vocabulary cannot be used to describe Ma Bufang's "intelligence".

According to Ma Bufang's last plan, which changed again and again, Zhang Haiming agreed that the other party changed the meeting place again, from Huiteng Hotel to a very humble small teahouse in Urumqi. Zhang Haiming arrived as scheduled, and raised the oil-stained curtain. The smell of smoke, sweat, and body odor rushed towards his face, making Zhang Haiming feel his stomach churning again. He gritted his teeth and walked quickly to the private room on the second floor to sit down.

Zhang Haiming looked around, and really didn't know how Ma Bufang found such a magical place, but what is certain is that Sheng Shicai would never come to this kind of place, and from a certain point of view, it did meet the requirements of safety , I just don’t know where Ma Bufang is now. According to the agreement between the two, Ma Bufang claimed that he will definitely show up at that time, but it seems that he will appear in a very strange and safe way?

In the private room of the teahouse, the guy who brought the tea had been standing by the side and waited, his mouth was covered with something like a mask or a face towel, and Zhang Haiming glanced at him contemptuously and regarded it as air.The pointer on the watch has exceeded the appointed time. Zhang Haiming tapped his fingers on the table impatiently, gritted his teeth and muttered in a low voice: "How did such a cowardly soldier become a soldier? If I had known this, it would be better not to let him come at all. Big Boss himself still refuses to admit it, can't sign the contract without him?"

While Zhang Haiming was chattering, the representative of the other firm had already been ushered to the door by a clerk. This time, the person who came was a young junior, only 20 years old. It seemed that he had just taken over the family business. The other party reported that The door of the house, calling itself Manager Zhang, Zhang Haiming laughed repeatedly: "So it's my family, you're welcome, please sit down!"

After shaking hands with Zhang Haiming, manager Zhang sat across from him and asked curiously, "Mr. Zhang, didn't Mr. Ma come in person? I heard from my father that Mr. Ma is a wise man. Thanks to Mr. Ma's presence in the Qinghai area, there is peace and fame. , I thought I was lucky enough to meet you today."

Zhang Haiming pursed his lips and said with a sarcastic smile: "Mr. Ma is not feeling well. I'm afraid I won't be able to see you today. But that's good, so as not to disappoint Manager Zhang."

The young manager Zhang raised his eyebrows in surprise, but before he could ask any questions, he saw the guy next to him suddenly take off his hat and face towel, throw the teapot in his hand aside casually, and looked at him with folded arms. Zhang Haiming said: "Mr. Zhang, I'm afraid I will disappoint you today."

Hearing the sound, Zhang Haiming raised his head in surprise, and saw Ma Bufang with a displeased face. Ma Bufang, who was wearing a padded jacket full of dirt and oil, was looking at him majesticly. Zhang Haiming was dumbfounded, and took a sip of tea. Immediately sprayed out. --