"It's almost done. We can find an opportunity to make him make mistakes!" The old man took off the work gloves covered with dirt on his hands and threw them aside. He looked at the potted plants bathed in the sun with great satisfaction. This was one of the few times he had seen them. hobby. Maybe it’s because I’m older and doesn’t want to move around too much, or maybe it’s because I have a desire for evergreen plants, hoping that if I spend more time with these green plants, I’ll be infected with something evergreen. In short he was immersed in the craft of bonsai gardening. He stretched his body, made a few noises that sounded like bone dislocation, and breathed a sigh of relief, "Getting older is really a fatal thing!"
With his back to the light, he turned to look at a provincial man with a slightly darker complexion. Behind his half-smiling eyes was an ice-like indifference, "Do you know how much profit this city can bring us every year that is not on the books?" ?" Before the dark-skinned man could speak, he asked himself: "Is one million and six hundred thousand stars an exaggeration? Does it scare you?" He paused. He laughed self-deprecatingly: "I even forgot that you have been to a big city, and the income there is higher than here!"
If there are outsiders here, I am afraid they simply cannot believe their ears. The annual gray income of a small city on the border is as high as 1.6 million. According to official statistics, this is higher than the city's total annual tax payment. More than ten or twenty times, which is one-half of the city's total output value. Such a huge amount of income actually comes from gray income! But if this income is broken down into every project, every executor, and every profit point, then it is not that exaggerated.
Skilled women, bars selling illegal liquor, human smuggling and trafficking, transportation of contraband, income from entertainment fees, extortion and many other gray incomes add up to only 1.6 million, which seems to be less than 1.6 million yuan. A little bit.
The provincial man standing opposite him in the sun nodded slightly. This guy was Lewis, the king of the new generation of underground kingdom who had seen the big dock. He is the old man's "subordinate". The main purpose of bringing him back from the outside this time is not only to fill the gap after Godol's death, but also to deal with Xiu En through him.
The old man continued, "But do you know how much income was remitted to the Imperial Central Bank this month? More than sixty thousand stars, less than half of the previous amount. This number should have increased exponentially with the issuance of the second prohibition order. , but now it has not improved, but is only half of what it used to be. What is the problem?" The old man took a few steps forward, walked to a diseased potted plant, and pushed the shelf directly.
The potted plant fell to the ground, and the cracked flower pots were scattered on the ground. The compact soil in the flower pots was also shaken away, revealing the rotten roots. "The problem is Xiu En. His hands are stretched too far." After a long time, he not only interfered in the private wine business, but recently I heard that he was also involved in the sheepfold business? "
Lewis nodded. Sheepfold is a slang term, which means the business of buying and selling people. It is difficult to understand the astonishing profits without having been exposed to such a business. Kidnapping a girl or a boy has no cost to the gang. As long as they select the target, they only need to capture the person. There is no initial investment or any later maintenance funds, but the people they bring back can be sold at a very high price.
It can be said that this is a business with no capital and a profit rate of up to 10,000 times.
Girls or boys who are excellent in all aspects will be sold at auction in other developed places. The higher the quality, the higher the auction price. Sometimes there are even ultra-high prices of tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of yuan. As for low-quality products, they will not lose money. The less is one or two thousand, and the more is seven or eight thousand. There is never such a thing as slow sales.
Liquor and population can be said to be the two pillars of Turnell's gray income. Now that Xiuen has discounted the leg of moonshining and plans to intervene in the human trade, this has touched the core interests of the vested interests in Tenel City, so they must drive Xiuen out of Tenel, or let him He shuts up forever.
To this end, these people formulated a plan and then chose an executor of the plan, namely Lewis.
The old man pursed his lips, took off his gold-rimmed eyes, and rubbed his sunken eyes, "Do as we said before. If he doesn't bow his head, send him to see God!", the old man and Lewis passed by, and Lewis bent down and lowered his head without any hesitation. He has been to big cities and has a better understanding of how powerful the core energy of a city is, which is simply not something he can compete with.
"If you do this well, you will be the king of the sewers. If you don't do it well, you will go back to where you came from!"
The old man returned to the study and sat by the window. The light projected through the glass window made his whole body warm. He opened the book and continued reading from where he had read in the morning, but he was thinking about other things in his mind. matter.
When Xiu En treated an informant in a very rough manner on the street, the news quickly reached the ears of the city leaders, and they were all waiting for this opportunity. Xiu En was not so easy to deal with when he was calm, and they gradually realized Mags' true intention. He used his son's death as an excuse to force the establishment of the Contraband Investigation Bureau. This killing was indeed cruel enough, but fortunately they had already Come up with countermeasures.
In the early stage, they sent a broker to bribe Xiu En, but that guy is still locked up in the Contraband Investigation Bureau on suspicion of transporting contraband. Later, they also warned Xiu En through threats and threats, but Xiu En ignored them one by one. There were actually many ways to kill Xiu En, but considering that Xiu En's boss was the new governor, they couldn't use such a rough method right from the start, so they chose to abide by the rules of the game and let Xiu En make mistakes.
As long as Xiu En makes a mistake, he will have no reason to stay in this city. Another person may not be as decisive as Xiu En.
The purpose of a series of wrong intelligence in the early stage was to make Xiu En feel that he was being played by the city, giving him an impulse to be angry but with no place to explode. He was like a ball. When the air in the ball reaches the level that the ball can At the critical point of load-bearing, all it takes is a light touch—bang!
After Xiu En is dealt with, the city will return to peace, just like before.
The old man calmed down and devoted himself to reading.
After a few peaceful days, Xiu En knew that he had been tricked again. The accompanying agents wearing RCA clothes came out of the house with strange expressions on their faces, and they all walked around Xiu En, for fear of becoming him. The object of discouragement. Xiu En's temper has been getting worse and worse in recent times. Fortunately, everyone can understand it. Apart from scanning bars and some entertainment venues on time every day to check whether contraband is for sale, they have not made much achievements in other aspects. Instead, they are teased almost once, or even two or three times a day.
The situation was the same today. Someone put an envelope into the mailbox of the Contraband Bureau, saying that someone was hiding and selling narcotics here. Xiu En immediately led people across half of the city to get here, but found nothing but dust and rats. Sometimes when he receives intelligence and clues, he already has a premonition that he has been tricked, but he has to come, and he has to come fully armed. What if it is true
After being teased again, Xiu En took a deep breath and shouted with an ugly face to stop the team. At this moment, a child ran over holding a box and stood in front of him.
"Someone asked me to give this to you, but you have to give me a dollar." The child hugged the box tightly and looked at Xiu En with big innocent eyes. If you don't give me money, I won't give you anything. of determination.
Xiu En's expression was a little weird, but he still took out a dollar and stuffed it into the child's hand. The child handed the box to Xiu En with a smile on his face, turned around and skipped away. The appearance of the child made Xiu En feel a little better. He shook the square box that was about 20 centimeters wide in his hand. There was no sound of anything being shaken inside. He weighed it again and found that it was not very heavy. He thought for a while and decided to open the box. The moment he opened the box, there was a bang and white smoke filled the air instantly.
The somewhat frustrated agents immediately found cover nervously, raised their weapons, and looked around cautiously. Two people rushed into the smoke and soon pulled Xiu En out while coughing.
He was not injured, and the white powder was not a deadly poisonous powder, it was just ordinary flour. But it was precisely because of such behavior and results that Xiu En became even more angry. His hands shook involuntarily. His eyes looked at the independent houses around him with a serious look, and he looked at the twinkling lights on those houses. Open or closed windows. He understood that someone was watching him and might still be laughing at such a "prank".
While wiping the flour off his face, he asked angrily: "Where did that damn kid run to just now?"
All middle-class families live in this neighborhood. Each family has its own independent house and yard, and the streets are very neat and orderly. Someone immediately pointed to the fourth house ahead and said: "He ran into that house! "
Xiu En said, "Follow me." He immediately led the men and strode after him. He wanted to know who was secretly watching his joke, and also wanted to know who was playing tricks on him like this all day long. He was about to explode, and the flames ignited in his violently rising and falling chest could almost dye the entire sky red!
Just when he was stunned that the door opened as soon as he pushed it, two children armed with pistols rushed out and pointed the guns at him...
I went to hand over the work today. All the work I handled was necessary and justified. I should be responsible for my work. There is one last thing I need to do. After I finish it, I will be completely liberated. Please wait for two days and then wait for me to explode!
(End of chapter)