District 9

At 8:30 in the evening, in a private box on the top floor of the Joy Palace.

Lu Lin stretched out his hand to help Mr. Tian pour the tea, and said to him with a smile: "Old man, it's a good thing that you were mediating in this matter, otherwise the negotiation would not have gone so smoothly."

"Let's help each other." Tian Lao smiled: "My second son is doing business in Fengbei, so I have to take care of you."

"This is nothing." Lu Lin pushed the tea to Mr. Tian and said softly: "When Xiang'er's business starts, I will discuss it with the company and get at least 100% of it for you. Two annual dividends.”

"Haha," Mr. Tian smiled heartily: "Let's talk first."

"Drink tea, drink tea."

"good."

The two of them sat in the middle of the sofa, chatting quietly, while no one around them came to disturb them.

In a flash, more than twenty minutes passed. Lu Lin glanced down at his watch impatiently, frowned and said, "Why doesn't this person come?"

"I'll call and ask." Mr. Tian took out his mobile phone.

…

Downstairs, on the dirt street where the cold wind was blowing, there was a lot of people. Small traders and hawkers doing business gathered on the street and chatted.

Suddenly, almost at the same time, a dozen young men began to walk out of a dozen far-spaced stores. This group of people were strong and gathered together in small groups, strolling towards the direction of the Joy Palace.

At first, this group of people did not attract the attention of people on the roadside, because they walked scattered, just like ordinary people who were busy pausing the road. But since their destination was the same, the crowd became denser as they walked. At a rough count, there were already sixty or seventy people.

About four or five minutes later, the entrance to the Joy Palace was already blocked. The young men who arrived didn't make any noise or make a fuss. They just stood on both sides of the curb, chatting together.

After a while, a bald middle-aged man walked out of the Xile Palace, led four or five internal security guards, walked down the steps, opened his mouth and shouted: "Daliang, what are you talking about?"

In the crowd, a young man turned his head and shouted with a smile: "Hey, Brother Li!"

The bald middle-aged man is Brother Feng's brother. He has been there since the opening of Xile Palace. If Brother Feng is not present, he will always be there to resolve any emergencies.

"What's going on? Why are so many people coming to my door?" The bald man walked up to the young man and asked.

"My eldest brother is out and wants to drink some wine here later." The young man named Daliang smiled.

The bald man was stunned when he heard the sound.

At this moment, diagonally across the road, a young man wearing a windbreaker and bald hair led a dozen people over.

"Hey, Brother Li, long time no see!" The young man greeted the bald man.

Brother Li turned around when he heard the sound and was stunned: "Second brother, when did you come out?"

"I came out two days ago." The young man was none other than the second brother of Tuzh Street Ma who had just been released on bail.

"That's good. I've arranged your room tonight." Baldhead greeted Ma Laoer politely.

"Okay, let's get together later. I'll go up first to have something to do!" Ma Laoer smiled and stepped up to the steps of the main entrance of Joy Palace.

Baldhead heard the sound and immediately ran over: "You just came out, don't cause trouble for me...!"

"Don't worry, I have sense. We are from the same street. Can I make trouble for you?" Ma Laoer smiled, turned around and shouted to the crowd: "Don't be so arrogant, stay downstairs for a while." .”

"I got it, second brother!"

Everyone shouted in unison.

"You don't look like you have any sense of control?!" The bald man pulled Ma Laoer with a serious face and said, "Mr. Ye is not at home, so don't ruin my job."

"It's absolutely fine. I'll just go in and chat with a few people, and then we'll have a drink." Ma Laoer said with a smile, "I'll give you face, can you give me some space?"

The bald man pondered for a long time: "Okay, if you don't talk about anything else, I will arrange it for you later."

"Okay!" Ma Laoer waved his hand and led Liu Zishu and others upstairs.

…

upstairs.

In the private box, a middle-aged man stood at the window with his hands behind his back. He turned around and shouted to Lu Lin: "Hey, Mr. Lu, come and take a look. There seems to be a war downstairs. There are many people here."

"Really?" Lu Lin stood up with a smile, walked towards the window, and then looked down: "This place is a mess, there are so many people..."

"Bang!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the private room door was pushed open, and Ma Laoer led a dozen people and walked in swaggeringly.

Lu Lin heard the sound and turned around: "Are you...?"

"Oh, Mr. Tian!" Ma Laoer ignored Lu Lin, turned to look at Mr. Tian and asked, "Long time no see, you are more energetic than before!"

When Mr. Tian saw Ma Laoer, he was stunned on the spot and did not reply for a while.

Lu Lin felt something was wrong, frowned and asked again: "Mr. Tian, ​​do you know them?"

"Let's talk about our affairs later, Mr. Tian." Ma Laoer said to the other party with a smile, then walked up to Lu Lin with his hands behind his back: "I heard that you are going to sell jingle in Songjiang? Haha. , let’s work together? If you give me one million a year, I’ll do it.”

Lu Lin looked at Ma Laoer in shock, realizing something in his heart.

"Second brother, this matter..." Mr. Tian hesitated for a moment, stood up and was about to speak.

"Snapped!"

Liu Zishu pressed Mr. Tian's shoulder hard with his hand: "Sit down!"

Mr. Tian staggered under the pressure and sat down on the sofa again with a groan. He looked up at Uncle Liu without saying a word.

"Haha, what are you looking at?!" Ma Laoer looked at Lu Lin with his hands behind his back, and said succinctly: "I'm better at Songjiang than Zhang Liang and the others. You've got your heart set on me. I can sell the goods with just one word." I’ll sell it to the police system, do you believe it?”

"Ma Laoer, Zhang Liang and I are doing business normally." Lu Lin had already guessed the other party's identity, so he said calmly on the surface: "He wants to sell, I have the goods..."

"Snapped!"

Ma Laoer stretched out his hand to pinch Lu Lin's neck and asked almost face to face: "Don't you understand? You are doing business on the ground in Songjiang, so I have to nod first."

"Let go!" The middle-aged man next to him stepped up and pushed Ma Laoer away.

"Bang!"

Liu Zishu kicked over: "cnm, put your hands behind your back before you speak!"

"Ma Laoer, let me say it again, Xiang'er's business is between me and Zhang Liang..."

"Snapped!"

Ma Laoer slapped his mouth away, stared at his eyes and shouted: "Shut up and listen to me."

Lu Lin gritted his teeth and said nothing.

"Bang!"

At this moment, Lao Li opened the door and rushed in and shouted: "Second brother, what did we say just now? You can't do this. He is Han Tong's friend!"

"Where the hell does Han Tong rank in Songjiang? Who is he?!" Ma Laoer pinched Lu Lin's neck with his right hand, waved his left hand and yelled: "The one who sells ringers, right? I just bought one today. Hey, please help me test the quality!"

"Wow!"

The guy next to me directly pulled out the big troll.

"Second brother!" Lao Li rushed over with a white face. .

"Kang!"

The gunshot rang out, and Lu Lin's right arm was blown open.