People are not for themselves, and heaven will die.
It's all ready! "
A hoarse voice pulled Uncle Li back to reality from his memories, and Li Tianming slowly opened his eyes.
"Uncle Li, I'm all ready!" As if worried that Uncle Li didn't hear it, Scar Jin raised his tone and repeated it again.
Scar gold's voice is very distinctive, like metal friction, which makes people uncomfortable to hear.
Li Tianming squinted at the scar gold that was in his ear with a sullen look. Nodded, waved his hand to signal that he knew it.
"When do you do it?" Scar Jin didn't understand what he meant, and continued to ask.
"Wait first, look at my wink."
Uncle Li sighed and regretted not taking Yinzi with him. Scar Jin's savvyness was always insufficient, which was far short of his brother Yinzi.
Originally, he wanted to bring silver with him, which is different from his brother Jin Jin, who is meticulous and courageous. The key is to be spiritual! You can understand with just one look and one action.
But this time, Yinzi has more important things to do.
Uncle Li raised his head and looked at the dark night sky. White snowflakes were slowly falling. I didn't know how Yin Zi and the others were doing.
Looking at the distant fire, Jin Guoqiang nodded and smiled when he met the gaze of Jin Guoqiang who was discussing the matter with the staff. Li Tianming returned a tired smile and took a breath of oxygen.
Turning his eyes, he saw Scar Jin's fierce gaze, staring at Jin Guoqiang's back.
Uncle Li frowned.
This scar gold is too impatient to do things.
He must have thought he was hesitating.
Uncle Li was waiting for the best time. He knew in his heart that once he shot, there would be no turning back.
After planning for so many years, you can't fall short because you can't hold back your energy for a while. I can wait for decades, so what if I wait a while.
In fact, Uncle Li made up his mind right from the beginning. This is the best opportunity to get rid of the invisible black hand that has been controlling him in the dark.
Perhaps this is the last chance.
After the "accident" at the Tomb of the Wild Kings in northern Shaanxi, he has gradually lost trust in the leader's heart, and the already fragile cooperative relationship between them is falling apart.
It was not a cooperative relationship, but a master-servant relationship. Thinking of the shadow that loomed in his heart, Uncle Li felt chills.
There is not much time left, it is time to have a break with the leader.
Even though they were all majestic under their hands, they didn't know that he was actually just a marionette in someone else's hands. For so many years, he had been bowing his head to that person. Live like a dog.
It's time to get rid of him.
Winner and loser, this time, he overwhelmed all his net worth.
For this plan, Li Tianming will not hesitate to give up his business for many years and sacrifice the lives of all his subordinates!
What kind of benevolence, righteousness, and fraternity are all fake!
In order to survive, I am willing to give everything! !
…
In the dilapidated earthen house on the outskirts of the county, Li Tianming witnessed the tragic death of his grandson and grandson.
Since that desperate night, the vague concept in Li Tianming's heart has become clear.
People are not for themselves, and the earth will die!
I can't help my life, and the sky will destroy me and I will destroy the sky.
His father worked carefully and cautiously throughout his life. He dissipated his wealth only to avoid envy. After helping the poor and helping the impoverished, he only wanted to accumulate virtue. What kind of benevolence, righteousness, courtesy, wisdom, and trust were told to the world. What happened
Those who usually accept the favor of the Li family will treat you respectfully and politely.
In that movement, only the four members of the Li family were executed after being accused of tomb robbery. The arrogant and domineering counterparts on weekdays were fine. Everyone coincided with each other and piled all the pots on Li's head.
In the official records, all the tombs in Manshan were stolen by the Li family, and all the tomb robbers in Manshan claimed to be under the Li family.
When the wall fell, everyone pushed and beat the drum, and thousands of people beat the drum. The well-known Li family immediately rioted and almost ended up slashing.
Regarding the tragic death of his father and brother, Li Tianming did not feel wronged. He didn't feel wrong with the living of those colleagues.
Heaven’s law cycle should have been like this. Father died in his own hands, and he talked about morality with ghosts and gods, and talked about benevolence and justice with human beings. He must stay a thread in everything... He only lives in his own rules, so he will be so miserable when he is playing.
The rule of this world is that people do not die for themselves! Everything must be done absolutely, and must not be left behind. To give a life to others is to give oneself a dead end.
This is a world where the weak and the strong eat, either you die or I live!
Over the years, Li Tianming has adhered to this belief, and he has survived in the human world.
After so many winds and waves, I have seen a few ups and downs, and now he is the dominant Uncle Li. Although not famous all over the world, he enjoys the wealth and glory.
But there is still a shortcoming in his heart, and as the years grow, this shortcoming is getting stronger and stronger.
I'm over 60, and I obviously feel exhausted. People say that I know my destiny at fifty, but I don't want to die yet, I haven't lived enough.
I still want to continue to live, to live, to live for another 500 years!
Thinking of this, there was a surge of blood in his chest.
For many years, no one has known how difficult it is to run this "business" by oneself. From scratch, he started from scratch, from a small Mangshan to the present power spanning the four provinces of Shanxi, Henan, Shandong, and Shaanxi. There are fifty or sixty elites under him, and hundreds of others indirectly work for him.
If one counts the cultural relics that pass through his hands every year, that is enough to surpass the GDP of a small African country.
He, Li Tianming, from a fish that slipped through the net in the past, has become a hero today!
The most important turning point in my life began in the dilapidated house on the outskirts of the county.
After seeing the tragic deaths of his grandson and grandson, Li Tianming decided to make a career—not to live like a mortal.
The grandson and grandson also gave him a revelation inadvertently-these tomb robbers will lose their heads at any time, but in another way, not only is there no risk but also a huge profit.
Prosperity antiques, troubled times gold. During the famine years, all the cultural relics were worthless compared to grain. Half a catty of sugar can be exchanged for a piece of mutton fat and white jade. What about a catty of grain? How about a hundred catties of grain? How about a thousand catties of grain
There are many antiques in the folk, as long as there is enough food, there is no need to change more treasures.
Li Tianming's sensitive instinct told him that the famine will not last too long. As long as the famine passes, the accumulated antiques will be sold at a thousand times, ten thousand times the price, and in the future he will become richer than the enemy.
And compared with the tomb robbery, the risk of pounding food is almost non-existent.
As for the matter of changing food to save lives, Li Tianming has not considered it at all. Anyway, there is only so much food, and some people will be hungry if they eat it. If there is life, someone will die.
Lying on the cold wooden board of the supply and marketing agency, a "great" idea gradually became clear in Li Tianming's mind.
But Li Tianming himself can't accomplish this business by himself. The food is exchanged for antiques, he has to walk around the streets, and he has to smash food stamps... This is a big job of scouring for gold in the water. There must be helpers-there are a lot of reliable helpers.
A person's power is limited. If you want to achieve great things, you must mobilize the power of the masses.
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When Uncle Li lay there, his mind was tumbling, and a pair of yin bird eyes were staring at him not far away.
The old man is getting worse and worse. Although he is sixty years old, his body is as weak as his seventies and eighties.
The last time he was robbed of a tomb in northern Shaanxi was a heavy blow. He had seen an old man with strong winds and waves overturned the boat in the gutter and was pecked blind.
That time, a whole team of elite soldiers was lost, and only the two of them escaped. This was God's will, Scar Jin thought in his heart.
For Uncle Li, Scar Jin is increasingly dissatisfied.
I have been with him for decades. From a teenage boy to an old man in his 50s, I have been doing things for the old man for half of my life, but I haven't gotten the rewards it deserves.
The old man was not only stingy, but he also controlled himself everywhere. I often embarrass myself in front of so many people.
When will this be the day of being a dog in a low voice
Seeing Uncle Li lying there sucking the oxygen cylinder, he looked dying. Scar Gold actually has a mood of schadenfreude.
"If the old man can't hold it and stretch his legs, this huge foundation will be mine!"
Scar Jin was also taken aback by the thought in his heart.