Excellent security guard

It's a little too much to describe Jian Fuhao as delicate and tender, but Jian Fuhao has been living a pampered life for so many years, and now he was slammed by the circulating water of the cold storage at minus ten degrees for 10 minutes, and he didn't pass out. Xie Yifan was already surprised.

Jian Fuhao, who was sitting clean and naked on the ground, burst into tears, and said, "Brother, two good brothers, I'm about to freeze to death."

Ge Laoliu smiled and said in relief: "Mr. Jian, look how beautiful the moon is tonight..."

"Go to hell you!"

Xie Yifan's forehead was full of black lines at that time, and he pulled Ge Laoliu aside.

Ge Laoliu was slightly surprised, and said, "Hey, why are you dragging me?"

"I pull you? I still want to beat you up."

Xie Yifan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said with a gloomy face, "Tonight is the same as last time. It's cloudy, Sixth Brother, what are you looking at?"

Ge Laoliu said contemptuously: "Isn't it just an analogy, don't take it so seriously."

"Go, go, go...then ask more creatively."

Xie Yifan waved his hands impatiently, smiled and squatted beside Fuhao Jian, and said, "Mr. Jian, may I ask, why did you think of bathing in the cesspit of the abandoned farm?"

"Pfft!"

Ge Laoliu almost spurted blood from a laugh.

Jian Fuhao blinked, and said with aggrieved face: "I don't know, brother, I fell asleep at first, but when I woke up, I was there."

"really?"

Xie Yifan's gaze became much colder.

Jian Fuhao was stunned, bit his cheek forcefully, nodded and said: "Really, I didn't lie to you."

Xie Yifan smiled, with a bright face on his face, he turned around and said, "Sixth brother, Mr. Jian still smells bad, please help him flush."

"Okay!"

Ge Laoliu immediately nodded cheerfully, pretending to turn on the faucet of the water pipe.

"Don't, don't!"

A layer of ashes of fear appeared on Jian Fuhao's face, and he was struggling on the ground like a big meat worm.

Xie Yifan smiled coldly, waved Ge Laoliu to pause, and said, "Mr. Jian, can you tell me the origin of that Japanese woman in your family?"

When Jian Fuhao heard the word Japanese woman, his fat face visibly twitched a few times, and he refused to admit it: "What kind of Japanese woman, I don't know, I don't know any Japanese woman, if you don't let me go, Me, I'll call the police."

"Yo ho, you're shameless, aren't you?"

Ge Laoliu was immediately annoyed, and he turned on the faucet, and the water column came out far away.

Xie Yifan smiled and said: "Mr. Jian, even if you call the police, we can say that we are washing the smell off your body when the police come, but you said that if the police are looking for that Japanese woman everywhere, will she come back?" looking for you?"

"This……"

Immediately, Jian Fuhao's face was pale and pale, and his body trembled like chaff.

After some hard work, Xie Yifan finally got something out of Jian Fuhao's mouth. To Xie Yifan and Ge Laoliu's surprise, this fatty Jian was held hostage by the Japanese for more than 20 years, but he even I don't know anything about how to contact my companions, as well as the real background and identity behind it.

"Pig head!"

Ge Laoliu looked at Jian Fuhao's white flesh, and shook his head speechlessly.

Xie Yifan was not too surprised by the current result.

From a very young age, those ninjas were indoctrinated with the idea of ​​swearing allegiance to their masters. Except for their own masters, they would not even listen to the words of the emperor.How could they easily reveal their secrets to an outsider?

"Brother Six, give him some clothes to wear."

Xie Yifan had no expression on his face, lit a cigarette with a "snap", took a deep breath, and fell into deep thought.

Trembling and getting dressed, Fatty Jian folded his arms like a stray dog ​​and sat down in a corner that was sheltered from the wind, secretly looking at Xie Yifan and Ge Laoliu from the corner of his eye.

Fatty Jian was very puzzled, how could these two people know the secret between himself and the Japanese woman, but he didn't dare to ask, and only made up his mind in his heart that as long as he could live until dawn, he would leave no matter what. He can go anywhere in the future, anyway, he will never come back in this life.

Thinking about the lingering days of the past 20 years, Fatty Jian couldn't help but shudder.

terrible!

"Mr. Jane, what kind of business do you do?"

After smoking the cigarette, Xie Yifan gently talked about the cigarette butt with a smile, turned around, looked into Fatty Jian's eyes and asked.

Fatty Jian was taken aback, and it took him a while to smile and said, "No, I don't do business."

"Huh?" Xie Yifan's face immediately darkened.

Fatty Jian shivered violently, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, "Brother, I was a bastard 25 years ago, yes, it was those bastards who forced me to be the boss, I, I even my own company I don’t know what to do every day...what I said is true.”

Xie Yifan and Ge Laoliu were dumbfounded, and stood there for several minutes without saying a word.

"Pfft!"

Ge Laoliu burst out laughing at first, this story must be too ridiculous.

But when he saw that Fatty Jian's current appearance was actually a bit more wretched than him, he finally opened his eyes wide in fear, and said, "Fatty, you really don't care about a penny, and those people will let you be yours!" The boss who has been here for so many years?"

"Uh, that's probably what it means."

Fatty Jian nodded, showing a smile that was uglier than crying.

"What do you mean probably?"

Ge Laoliu was choked with anger, staring at his eyes, his two mustaches raised, and said: "Damn it, why didn't such a good thing happen to me? Look at this fat man, how is he more handsome than me?"

Fatty Jian was stunned for a moment, his face full of misery, and his head suddenly turned into black lines.

Xie Yifan gave Ge Laoliu an angry look, and saw that Fatty Jian's expression was sincere and did not seem to be fake, so he couldn't help but believe it a little bit, so he asked curiously: "Fatty, you said that your company is a gang of Japanese people?" You do, so do they have anyone in the company?"

"No." Fatty Jane shook his head.

Xie Yifan frowned, and said, "No one of them is in the company, how can they arrange for you to do things?"

Fatty Jian sighed sadly, and said, "Those people hired professional managers to manage the company. It's just a cover for me to be the general manager. In fact, they want to use the company to do things for themselves."

"Use the company to do things for yourself?" Xie Yifan was taken aback.

Fatty Jian nodded, and muttered: "Yes, at the very beginning, they used the company's ancient garden construction qualifications to take over the work of Xie's family in Kuaiji. They didn't come to Jinling until 13 years ago."

"What did you say?"

Hearing this, Xie Yifan's heart seemed to be hit by something, and his eyes widened in surprise.

Fatty Jian didn't notice the subtle change in Xie Yifan's expression, so he said to himself, "I also find it strange that they don't accept a lot of jobs that make money, but they still have to accept jobs from Xie's family in Kuaiji when they lose money."

Xie Yifan: "..."

At this moment, Xie Yifan felt that he was getting infinitely close to the truth of a matter.