Chen Taitong's behavior these days made the staff feel strange.
"What do you think happened to the boss these days? Why do you look like you're constipated? Why are you frowning all day long? "
During the lunch break, a few employees gathered together and discussed quietly while the boss was not around.
"The sales have dropped too much. If you were the boss, you'd be constipated too!" another employee replied.
In fact, the pet sales in the shop weren't too bad. It was still a little better than the average pet shop. However, considering the large number of employees, the salary pressure was very high.
"Hey, let me tell you. Yesterday, I saw the boss making a phone call outside. He was looking around while he was talking. He was like a thief."
"Are you planning to sell the shop?"
"Holy sh * t! Who knows? Maybe they're contacting their next family! "
…
Chen Taitong walked out of the store and found an open space with a good view. He looked around and took out his cell phone to make a call.
The call was connected. The other party did not speak, but one could vaguely hear the other party's breathing.
"Hello? I am Wang Qi, "Chen Taitong said.
On the other side of the phone, Qing Ren said slowly, "Mr. Wang Seventh, what's wrong?"
Chen Taitong said nervously, "You … You promised …"
"Agree to what?"
"Promise … promise to …"
"Oh, that's right. And then? "
"But now …"
Chen Taitong didn't dare to tell the truth. He was afraid that the other party was recording it.
"Oh, I see." Qing Ren smiled and said, "Mr. Wang Qi didn't explain it clearly. I thought Mr. Wang Qi wasn't in a hurry, so I didn't urge them to do it."
"I … How could I not?" Chen Taitong growled, "I gave you all my money …"
Qing Ren interrupted him, "Alright, I'll help you urge them. It would probably be done in two days. Does Mr. Wang Seventh have any other questions? "
"No … That's all." Chen Taitong hung up the phone with sweat all over his forehead.
Qing Ren was right. He had already become a member of the dark side of this city. He had sunk deep into the swamp and could not get out of it.
Furthermore …
Chen Taitong could see the faces of those who had offended him in the past. There was a string of numbers on their faces, such as 60000, 80000 …
The so-called life was nothing but a string of zeros …
As long as you have money, you can …
After Chen Taitong hung up the phone, Qing Ren dialed another number before the screen went off.
"Hello?"
"Ah Jin?"
"Hehe … who, who is it? Qing Ren? "
The background noise on Ah Jin's side was still very noisy. In the Qing Ren's ears, Ah Jin's tongue seemed to have become very stiff, and he seemed to be struggling to speak as if he was drunk.
"It's me." Qing Ren frowned in disgust. This group of idiots is getting high again. They are not professional at all. As long as they have money in their hands, they will immediately spend it as if there is no tomorrow.
Qing Ren chose them because they were idiots.
Qing Ren hated them because they were idiots.
"What is it? Qing Ren? There's business again? Big one or small one? "
Qing Ren said coldly, "You haven't finished your business yet."
"Hehe, what's the rush … Get a few more sums of money, then … then we'll do it again …"
Qing Ren impatiently tapped the table, "We have to keep our word. If the client didn't urge us, we wouldn't be in a hurry. But now, the client is urging us. "
"Our word? Hehe, Qing Ren, you are really interesting. We have to keep our word? Ha-ha! "
Qing Ren was silent for a while and said, "Go wash your face in the bathroom, and then we will talk."
"No! I … I haven't had enough … "
"Go wash your face, and then call me. If you don't reply in ten minutes, don't call me again. "Qing Ren hung up the phone.
Speaking of which, he had stayed in this city for a long time. Should he move to another place?
He never stayed in one city for a long time. He always stopped and walked between different cities, and never looked back.
Binhai City was a nice place. It was comfortable, and the air was good.
A comfortable life would make people slack off, especially for people like him. Slacking off meant danger.
He could clean up others, but he could also be cleaned up by others.
Qing Ren thought silently.
About five minutes later, his phone rang.
He picked up the phone, but this time he didn't say anything.
"Qing Ren?"
"Qing Ren? I washed my face, really! I was just kidding! Qing Ren, you are not the kind of person who can't take a joke, right? "A Jin forced a smile.
Qing Ren said, "Get it done today."
"Today … How about tomorrow? Let me borrow some money tomorrow morning, and we will do it tomorrow night, okay? "A Jin begged.
"No. You have to do it today, or I will find someone else. "Qing Ren hung up the phone.
A Jin tried to call again, but Qing Ren didn't answer.
What happened?
He was very upset today.
Qing Ren rubbed his forehead.
He had been in this business for a long time, so he had a wonderful sixth sense, a premonition of danger.
The sixth sense was not always accurate, but it did save him a few times.
The so-called sixth sense was not something mysterious, but it was subconscious.
Something that was ignored by the subjective consciousness would often cause the subconscious to be alert.
What did I ignore?
Qing Ren thought carefully.
He had investigated Zhang Zian's background. He was a completely ordinary person with a simple social background, and no connections with the rich or powerful. Of course, due to the short investigation time, there might be some omissions. However, the money that Wang Qi gave him was only enough for the basic investigation. More in-depth background investigation would cost more money.
What did I forget?
Qing Ren recalled carefully.
Zhang Zian's store was very ordinary, and there was no problem with the property rights.
The pets in the store were indeed not dangerous …
Wait a minute …
He slammed the table!
How did that person train his pets?
Why did the cats in his store know stunts?
Qing Ren's heart was beating faster.
Why did I ignore such a big doubt?
It seemed to be an insignificant doubt, but he never did things that he was not sure about, so there was no chance for him to make a mistake.
Qing Ren picked up his phone and found the latest call history. He hesitated for a second, then put it back on the table.
Fine.
I will let these idiots be my lab rats for once. It will be great if they succeed, but I can save some money if they fail.
"Mute," he said.
The door of the office opened, and the bald man stood in the doorway.
"Pack it up and get ready to move."
Mute nodded and closed the door.
Mute was not mute. He just didn't want to talk. It was enough for Qing Ren to talk.
He had stayed in Binhai City for too long. Maybe it was time to move to another place.
Whether he could stay or leave depended on the success of tonight's operation.
He stood up, walked to the window, and stared at Qing Ren Alley, which was as silent as a grave.
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