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Chapter 652: Antecedents

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    Judy, who was awakened by the ringing of the mobile phone, slowly opened her eyes, and the sharp pain of the hangover invaded her unconscious brain wave after wave.

    Lying on the bed, Judy grunted and cursed, lifted the cover of the phone, pressed the button with half-closed eyes.

    "Hello~"

    The Zhan Gu boy in a suit and leather shoes helped his tie, and said softly: "Sister Judy, are you in the company?"

    Judy responded while gently pressing her temples with the heel of her palm: "No, what are you doing?"

    Zhan Guzi was stunned: "You asked me to visit the company this afternoon. You said that you would hand over the import business of a milk powder company in the Netherlands to Shengji. I arrived at the company at four o'clock and waited for you for more than three hours.  "

    "Is there such a thing?" Judy dug out the lighter from the drawer, lit a cigarette, and rubbed the messy hair: "It seems to be the case. I'm sorry to make you wait so long. How about it, you  Go to the eighth floor to find Andy. Let her take you to the Dutch ghost, I have already arranged, you can bring the contract and money. Is there anything else?"

    "Uh, it's gone."

    "Ok, bye."

    "Hey, wait, Miss Judy, I hear your nasal voice is very heavy, do you have a cold?"

    Judy got off the bed, kicked the wine bottle away, exhaled a puff of smoke, and asked angrily, "Does it have anything to do with you?"

    After finishing speaking, Judy hung up the phone, and a series of unconnected call records popped up on the screen, all with the same phone number and notes.

    Rotten fist boy.

    Judy was so angry that she happened to catch a glimpse of the money she was wearing on her chest. In a flash of excitement, she took off the copper coin and walked quickly to the window, and threw the money tied with a red string downstairs.

    Seeing the small red copper coin falling into the depths of the flowers in an arc, Judy felt a little happier, but after thinking about it, she was still not happy.

    Yang Zichu, who was hiding in the corner of the courtyard, touched his chin.  He glanced at Yan Shengqian lying in the dirt, then looked up at the window, his eyes rolling around.

    In the villa, Judy went downstairs with loose hair: "Aunt Li, why is my room not cleaned?"

    "It was you who didn't open the door for Aunt Li and didn't let us in."

    Ali replied.

    "Is it?"

    Judy blinked.

    "Well, it's all right. By the way, I lost an amulet in the flower bed. Ask someone to help me find it."

    Judy picked up the water glass, but found at the bottom of the glass the money she threw into the flower bed.

    "Isn't it in your hands? Did you remember wrongly?"

    Ali came over with coffee.

    Judy looked carefully and found a little dirt on the copper coins.

    "No, I obviously threw it away."

    Judy laughed suddenly, she put the copper coins back in her pocket, stepped on her slippers and went back to the bedroom. Thirty minutes later, the dressed-up Judy went downstairs humming softly.

    "Ali, come with me."

    "where to?"

    "China Town."

    "What did you say? You say it again?"

    Ali looked puzzled, others didn't know, but Ali knew the weight of that man in her heart, and it was not so easy to forget.

    "The first day you met me? Are men strange? Don't be polite with me. I know your taste. Then I will find you a hippie tender little brother and I will pay for it. Let's go! Go now!"

    Before Ali could say anything, Judy pulled Ali out of the gate.

    Five minutes later, Yang Zichu stared dumbfounded at the sports car going away, and suddenly slapped his thigh: "Is this okay?"

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    The copper stove hot pot was steaming, the tribute balls were rolling up and down, and the chopping boy in front of the wine table was sweating profusely. He unbuttoned the two buttons of his shirt, held up his beer glass, and celebrated to everyone.

    "Sheng Kee can't be what it is today without everyone's hard work. I would like to offer you a toast!"

    The wine glasses collided with each other, and droplets were raised.

    A short stature gangster with two big dies asked impatiently, "Brother Zhan Gu, how much can you earn from this order?"

    Zhan Guzai grinned, and drew with his finger: "At least seven digits."

    "Wow, how about we just buy a piece of land and do real estate?"

    "If you want me to say, make a movie. Brother Zhangu, you don't know. Movies are very profitable, with low investment and fast turnover. If you make a few salty and wet movies and sell them in Southeast Asia, Hollywood can make a lot of money."

    ?Everyone was discussing hotly, only Zhan Guzi.??Don’t talk by the wall.

    ?The people who talk about the associations in Hong Kong can see that the days of fighting and killing are a thing of the past. The underworld must survive and make money.  Transformation and whitewashing are inevitable.  Shengji followed Huamao closely, and he made the right move.

    "Wouldn't it be possible to become a movie star?"

    "Come on, Cyclops, even if there are movie stars, it's not your turn. Of course, Brother Zhangu will come first, Brother Zhangu?"

    "Brother Zhangu won't talk to you. Everyone knows that Brother Zhangu is infatuated with Chairman Yang of Huamao. He wouldn't be tempted even if the beautiful girl Zhou Yongqi stood naked in front of Brother Zhangu."

    "Wow, speaking of which, Huamao has tens of billions of assets. If Brother Zhangu really went to Chairman Yang, wouldn't it be prosperous?"

    Zhan Guboy gave the speaker a sideways glance: "Isn't the beef tongue enough to fill your mouth? Are you the only one who talks too much?"

    The man smiled brightly: "I'm too talkative."

    Zhan Guboy's chopsticks were stirring in the oil dish, "Besides, why would Chairman Yang like a rotten guy like me?"

    "No, Brother Zhangu, I heard people say that Chairman Yang used to spend a lot of money on men, but later changed his sex without knowing it. In fact, since Dashengji followed Huamao, people outside are spreading"

    At this moment, the big brother around his waist made a beeping sound.

    Zhan Guzai put his eldest brother to his ear: "Hello?"

    "Brother Zhangu, someone is here to pick up the goods. It is the cold car you personally delivered last month."

    "Is it aconite?"

    Zhanguzai took a bite of beef and put it in his mouth.

    "No, it's a man wearing a mask. He said his name is Wenle."

    "Oh, I remember, you give him the phone."

    Zhan Guzai squinted his eyes, and after a while, the voice of plague came from the phone.

    "Brother Zhangu, I brought you the rest of the money, and I'm going to drive the cold car away now."

    "Why didn't Wutouqing come?"

    "He went to shelter from the limelight. You also know that the police bit us very badly."

    "Is it okay to give me a call?"

    "No, he is at sea now, where can I call you?"

    "Choose that star. Then you drive the cold car away, what should I do if Aconitum comes to me again."

    "Of course not. In addition, I will double the final payment for you."

    The corner of Zhan Guzi's mouth twitched when he heard this: "If you were so sensible last time, I wouldn't call you an idiot, okay! I'll rush over."

    He wiped his mouth with a napkin, and said to everyone at the wine table: "Have you had enough? Come with me to collect the money."

    After finishing speaking, he took out his wallet, took out several large-denomination banknotes and patted them on the table: "Boss, pay the bill!"

    In the phone booth, Wen Le, wearing a mask and sunglasses, smiled and returned the microphone to Ji Chai: "It's the second time."

    Ji Chai is a thin, bald man with colorful tattoos on his head and a scruffy beard that extends all the way to his neck.  He heard Wen Le talking to himself, and asked suspiciously, "What did you say the second time?"

    "nothing."

    "My boss promised that everything will be fine. We are all friends. Your cold car is locked under the gold mall. The key is in the hands of my boss. Just wait for him to come. The mall is across the road. I will take you there now.  "

    Ji Chai greeted him, and Wen Le followed behind him without saying a word. A man with a hurried expression came across the road, looking up for something, and accidentally bumped into Ji Chai.

    "You walk without eyes?"

    Ji Chai opened his mouth to scold, but the other party actually pulled out a five hundred brown Hong Kong dollar: "Excuse me, how do I get to Chinatown?" (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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