Huang Mao called his uncle as requested. Pretend to ask him.
"Hey, Third Brother, are the people over there okay?"
The uncle elaborated on the matter, and then sighed: "I had a hard time talking it over, but I had to kneel down and beg them, so I asked my niece to beg her father to suppress this matter. I really tried my best."
Huang Mao was silent for a moment and sneered: "Haha. It doesn't matter if he really wants to settle accounts with me. Can I still be afraid of him?"
The younger uncle said repeatedly: "Yes, Brother Ye, you are definitely not afraid."
Then my uncle asked him if he could make arrangements for the evening. He had nowhere to go recently.
Huang Mao hesitated: "You... Tsk, I have business tonight."
The younger uncle became more energetic: "What business?"
Huang Mao made no reply.
"Brother Ye, Brother Ye, you said you were protecting me before. You have to tell me good things, right?" The younger uncle seemed to have climbed up the ladder to wealth, pleading again and again: "You should believe me, we are basically A grasshopper on a rope…”
Huang Mao waited until he felt comfortable being flattered, and then said: "Okay, come here, I will show you tonight. But remember, I didn't let you speak, so you can't speak!"
Uncle: "Thank you, Brother Ye!"
Zhang Song received the news at around one o'clock in the night, and Yu Xinzheng called her to tell her that it was almost done.
She had just cleaned the vacated house during the day, but because Yu Zhizheng told her that there would be trouble at night, she did not go back to sleep in the dormitory, but chose a hotel nearby.
Yu Qingzheng also sent her an address and asked her if she wanted to come over and have a look. Zhang Song thought she wouldn't be able to sleep anyway, so she agreed.
The streets were particularly quiet late at night, so Yu Qizheng came out wearing a set of summer pajamas.
The two sat in the car and yawned one after another with their mouths wide open. Fortunately, there was no car at night, and Yu Hezheng was very conscious and arrived at his destination smoothly.
Park the car on the side of the road and lead the way in front of the reconciliation.
The location is at the back of a commercial street in the city center, which is an old residential area that has not been developed. It's bustling outside during the day, but it seems quiet and deserted at night.
The houses here were built decades ago and have not been renovated, so the equipment is old. Entering the alley, there were no street lights and it was all pitch black.
Zhang Song muttered: "Why did you choose such a place?"
Yu Xizheng took two steps and found that she hadn't followed, and was still carefully bending down to check the road conditions, so he took out his mobile phone to help with lighting, and then grabbed her and walked forward.
Zhang Song suddenly called out: "Hey, Lao Yu..."
Yu Xizheng was startled and turned around like an idiot.
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Yu Zizheng rolled his eyes vaguely in the darkness: "I thought you were calling your dad."
Zhang Song felt that he was taking advantage of him.
Zhang Song asked: "Does my adoptive parents' family really have such a big impact on you?"
Yu Xinzheng was too unfamiliar to Zhang's father and Zhang's mother. Ever since Yu Xinzheng scolded them, their family had not harassed them at all. As long as Yu Huizheng quietly leaves City A after graduation, or simply changes to another city, Zhang's father and Zhang's mother will not know where he went.
Moreover, he has a tough attitude, and it seems that he will not get much benefit from it at first glance. As long as her adoptive parents had her as a sheep to gather, there was no need to make peace with them.
What's more, Yu Hezheng is also their biological son. With their patriarchal character, even if they are not close, they are not willing to drag him to die together.
Yu Zhizheng said something incomprehensible: "When I was a child, I really wanted a younger brother and sister. My mother... When Aunt Zhao gave birth to her second child, I felt quite happy. Later I found out that I didn't play with them. . Later, I was very lucky. Other people’s affairs were really troublesome."
The room was brightly lit and four or five people were standing there. Huang Mao, the only person Zhang Song knew, was sitting on the sofa smoking, with blood stains all over his clothes.
"Here we come." Huang Mao raised his hand to greet him, "Should you do the rest or should we do it?"
Yu Zizheng stretched out his hand: "Give me your phone and I'll do it."
Huang Mao knocked away the boy next to him and cleared a new area on the sofa to give Zhang Song a place to stay.
Zhang Song asked: "What did you do tonight?"
Huang Mao sneered: "Actually, it's nothing. I took him to a private room in the bar, where all the brothers were waiting..."
He found a group of extras waiting there, pretending to be tobacco merchants and liquor merchants, and came here to discuss business related to bar supply. Huang Mao took his uncle in to listen in and acted as a matchmaker.
The wine merchant brought a box and asked Huang Mao to share it with the person in charge of the bar as a management fee.
Everything is quite harmonious up to this point. My uncle just stood there with his mouth closed.
Halfway through the conversation, the two sides suddenly started arguing. Then the action started.
The environment in that place is noisy and makes people easily impulsive.
Huang Mao said that he was a middleman and had to ensure that the transaction was fair and safe, so he also fought with them.
There was a melee between the three parties, and the uncle was completely confused.
The next second, Huang Mao grabbed the money on the table, dragged his still confused uncle and fled out the door.
Huang Mao deliberately chose a deserted path, and halfway through, the two stopped. Huang Mao showed that he wanted to keep the money for himself, and at the same time pushed his uncle out to take the blame.
The younger uncle felt deeply cheated and became furious. The two quarreled fiercely, and Huang Mao took the lead in looking for trouble.
Soon after, Huang Mao pretended to be injured, and his uncle ran away in panic. Huang Mao came back with a blood bag. The story has a perfect ending.
Huang Mao spoke impassionedly and danced with joy. Zhang Chan was dumbfounded and couldn't think of a second word except awesome.
Huang Mao grabbed his bangs and put them into a pose to silently express his need for praise.
Zhang Song blinked his eyes and said with difficulty: "You are so smart."
Huang Mao said proudly: "It's nothing. Have you ever seen A City? The protagonist in it was so stupid that he thought he had killed someone, and then ran away. At that time, my girlfriend stole the author's brainwashing package, dropped out of school and wrote a book, which was extremely inspirational. Have you? He always nudged me to write books. So later we broke up. Just kidding, if I had that artistic talent, would I be worthy of my yellow hair?"
Zhang Song's mind was filled with a mess of threads, tangled together and tied into countless knots. For the first time, he realized that his brain was about to crash. He nodded and said, "You are right."
Huang Mao pointed to the sky: "What I like to watch is Detective Conan! Look, won't this come in handy?"
Zhang Chan read hypocritically: "It makes so much sense!"
If you think about it carefully, it took several weeks, dozens of extras, and countless scenes. It really has scenes and logic. Most people might actually believe it.
After all, how could you expect that someone would pay dozens of people to perform this show with you, as a poor idle country boy with nothing but shamelessness
Zhang Song pushed Yu Huizheng and asked, "Is it your idea?"
Yu Qizheng pressed his cell phone and replied casually: "They provide business and scripts internally. They also provide discounts."
Huang Mao saw someone questioning and said unhappily: "We are very enthusiastic, okay?"
He crossed his legs and said, "I think we can develop this into a long-term business. In the future, with experience, we can be more devoted to our acting skills. We are specifically targeting people like your uncle who are stupid, selfish, greedy, and don't push himself too hard." People. Keeping it can work."
Zhang Song listened to Huang Mao's nonsense, and Yu Hezheng pretended to be a brother next to Huang Mao, pondered what to say, and sent a text message.
"Third brother, Brother Hua, where have you been? Why did Brother Ye end up in the hospital? Didn't he say he would take you to discuss business? Why did something happen suddenly?!"
No reply from the other side.
After five minutes, Yu Zhizheng relaxed his fingers and sent a few more messages.
"Third brother, where are you? Did something happen to you? What on earth did you do? Brother Ye just finished the first aid, and the doctor said that his condition may not be very good. Please reply quickly!"
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"The bar said that Brother Ye robbed money, but Brother Ye didn't have any money at all. Did someone take it away, or did they deliberately frame us? It's hard for us to deal with it if you don't say anything."
"I heard that people over at the bar are looking for you. Please be careful and contact me if you have any trouble."
At this time, there was finally news from the other side.
"How is Brother Ye doing now?"
Yu Qizheng: "You're finally back? We're rescuing him. He said no important organs were injured and his life was not in danger. The main problem was excessive blood loss. The doctor said it was too late to send him to the hospital because the brain may be damaged due to lack of oxygen. The specific injury We're still not sure what his condition will be. We'll have to wait until he wakes up to find out. Where are you now?"
Yu Xizheng sent two photos. One is a photo of Huang Mao lying upright in blood-stained clothes. The second photo is of the operating room door.
People on both sides kept chatting and talking nonsense. Yu Huizheng would send him a previously posed photo from time to time.
Two hours later, Yu Zhizheng told him that Brother Ye was out of the operating room. It was confirmed that there was no life-threatening danger.
The person on the other side became anxious and kept asking text messages to ask if Brother Ye was awake and if he had anything to say.
After a few words with him, Yu Zizheng decided to go and sleep next to him for a while. He handed the phone to Zhang Song and asked her to take over.
Zhang Song was watching TV and scrolling through his cell phone.
Near morning, Zhang Song told him that Brother Ye was awake, but he couldn't move his hands and feet freely, and he was probably half disabled. The brothers don't know what to do now.
Zhang Song: "I didn't expect you to be so courageous. Did you beat Brother Ye? And took away the money? You are really capable, third brother!"
The younger uncle quickly explained.
"It has nothing to do with me! It was an accident and a misunderstanding! I was very confused at the time and ran away without thinking. But I really didn't want to kill anyone. How could I attack Brother Ye at that time?"
Zhang Chan: "Okay, the fact is that Brother Ye is lying in the hospital now, unable to move! The hospital even called the police!"
Uncle: "Then what should I do now? I'm so young and can't go to jail! It was Brother Ye who wanted me to take the blame, so I became anxious."
Zhang Song deliberately waited for two minutes before replying: "Are you in such a hurry? Okay, Brother Ye didn't confess you at all. You were with him at that time. If I confessed you, I would be in trouble too. I know your mouth It’s not reliable, so I’ll protect you.”
Zhang Song: "But Brother Ye said that he will dig you out of City A even if he digs three feet, and makes you lie in bed like him for the rest of your life. You can figure out a way for yourself."
Zhang Chan: "And, where's the money?!"
The younger uncle said anxiously: "That's □□! No, it's not □□, it's just a blank piece of paper. Only the few on the surface are real money, and the rest are just blank paper!"
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Uncle: "It's really a blank slate. You have all been deceived. I thought about it all night last night, and I felt strange. Why did everyone fall out when we were having a good conversation? They did it on purpose! We were tricked Got it!"
Zhang Song delayed for a while before replying: "Really? It depends on those grandsons!"
The other side responded instantly.
Zhang Chang could imagine the awkward scene on the other side.
Uncle: "It's true!"
Zhang Song: "I will tell Brother Ye about this. If it is true, we can't be bullied like this."
Uncle: "Yeah."
Zhang Song: "But don't think too hard. You stabbed Brother Ye, and the rest of his life is over. He won't take back what he said."
At dawn, Yu Zhizheng woke up from the sofa, went to the toilet, splashed cold water on his face, came over and asked, "Are you done playing?"
Zhang Song glanced at the time: "It's almost there. It's not over yet."
Huang Mao also changed his clothes and came out and asked: "Bosses, it's half past eight. I'm going to open the store. If you are satisfied, please transfer the money. This phone card can be given to you. If you don't want it, I will have someone cancel it. Just one sentence. Okay?"
Yu Qingzheng took out his mobile phone, transferred the balance to him, then took out the mobile phone sim card and led Zhang Chan back to school.
There were a lot of students in the school recently. Zhang Shu thought that Yu Hezheng would drop her off outside the school and let her walk. In the end, Yu Hezheng drove the car directly and finally parked it at the entrance of the living area.
Zhang Song still felt strange. When getting off the car, Yu Zhizheng reminded again: "We will go to see the store in the afternoon. You can go back and take a nap first."
After lunch, Zhang Song called up his uncle's number again. Sent a picture to the other party.
A photo of a police execution, showing six or seven police officers holding down some gangster-looking people as they walked out of the building.
This was downloaded by Zhang Song from the Internet, and all the store names that would reveal the address were added to magnify the important factors.
The architectural style of the streets above is very similar to that of City A. In addition, my uncle is not familiar with City A and will not pay attention to the nearby scenes, so he should not be aware of it.
The younger uncle was indeed even more panicked when he saw the photo.
Zhang Song sent over and said: "I don't want to arrest you. Brother Ye is paralyzed now, and I can't take revenge on you. We are all brothers. Just go away and treat yourself as dead, so that I can deal with Brother Ye. Outside City A Brother Ye can’t control the matter yet.”
Uncle: "Thank you, Brother Hua! I'm already in the car and leaving today. I won't go back to City A in the future."
Zhang Chan breathed a sigh of relief. Block the number and unplug the phone card.
The mood is extremely relaxing.
She was so excited that she couldn't sleep, so she ran to buy a new computer, and then read the business plan again.
In the afternoon, Yu Xingzheng came to pick her up. Seeing her high spirits, he smiled and said, "Can you feel at ease now?"
The author has something to say: Because I wrote about business war in the previous unit, I won’t write about it in this unit.
I'm really stuck on typing today...