Chapter 110: Earn Extra Money with Hu Dabiao

The two of them sat cross-legged on the bed, their arms folded over their chests, looking at each other.

Jiang Jinzhou: "Why am I in your bed?"

Hu Dabiao: "How should I know?"

Jiang Jinzhou: "What's wrong with your head?"

Hu Dabiao: "How should I know?"

Jiang Jinzhou: "How did we get back?"

Hu Dabiao: "How should I know?"

Jiang Jinzhou: “…”

I don't know anything. If I had known, I would have drunk less last night...

The two of them slept until half past ten.

All the cars in the factory have left.

Hu Dabiao is the manager, so being late is not a big deal. He has people in charge under him, and all he has to do is deliver the goods on time and in the right quantity.

But Jiang Jinzhou is different. He is just an ordinary loader. The trucks have already been arranged to go out. If he comes late, he will have no work to do and will not earn any money.

With a worried look on his face, he kept spinning around with his hands on his waist.

"I have to buy an alarm clock this afternoon, otherwise I can't keep doing this."

Hu Dabiao patted his shoulder and comforted him: "It's okay, what's the harm in taking one more day off?"

Jiang Jinzhou shook off his hand: "You're fine, you can earn money even if you don't work for a day, but we're different! I only get paid if I work!"

Hu Dabiao raised his hand to lift the back of his head, but saw someone waving at him from the other side of the office.

"Manager Hu, come here, the factory director is calling you!"

Hu Dabiao withdrew his hand and went to the factory director's office in disappointment.

Five minutes later, he came out with a cigarette in his mouth and a few pieces of paper.

"Let's go! I'll help you make some extra money!"

"How do you make extra money?"

"Stop talking nonsense and just follow me!"

Hu Dabiao went home and called two more brothers who had followed him before.

After driving a tricycle for twenty minutes, we arrived at a fertilizer distribution company.

"Stand behind me for a while. I don't expect you to do anything. Just don't be stage-frightened! Show your resolve to beat up your brother-in-law!"

After Hu Dabiao finished speaking, he walked into the gate with his briefcase.

The other two brothers took a steel pipe more than 50 centimeters long from under the seat, stuffed another one into his hand, and followed closely behind.

Are you going to fight?

He is a good young man. Although he has a bad temper, he would never go to someone's house to cause trouble.

Besides, he had just been released from the detention center not long ago. What if he goes back in?

Seeing that the three people had already walked away, Jiang Jinzhou weighed the steel pipe in his hand and followed them.

He just watches and never fights.

In the manager's office, a group of four people slammed the door and walked in.

Hu Dabiao took the lead, and the other three held steel pipes in their hands and knocked as they walked.

The door, cabinets, tables, and chairs didn't make much noise, but the clanging was enough to make people's legs tremble.

"Manager Hu, why are you here?"

The manager quickly stood up and gave his seat to Hu Dabiao.

Hu Dabiao walked swayingly with a sneer on his face.

When he walked to the table, he slapped the paper in his hand directly on the man's face.

"Take a good look, is it okay if I don't come?"

He pulled out the chair and sat down on the leather seat, lying naturally on the backrest with his legs crossed.

He took out a cigarette from his arms, lit it, and looked reckless.

The manager looked at the bill that Hu Dabiao slapped in his face, which showed that he owed the factory more than 18,000 yuan, and his hands were shaking with nervousness.

"Um... could you please ask the factory manager to give me a few more days?

Business in this town is really not that good. I can’t collect the money here, and others owe me money.”

Upon hearing this, Hu Dabiao sneered, put down his left leg, and raised his right leg again.

The men immediately lifted the steel pipe, placed it on his neck, and said jokingly:

"It's okay if we can't collect the money. We can sell blood to make up the difference!"

The cold steel pipe touched his aorta, and the man's legs shook violently.

"No, Manager Hu! Even if you drain my blood, I still can't sell this much! Manager Hu, please be merciful..."

"What should we do? Why not ask your wife and son to sell together? We can always get enough."

Hu Dabiao raised his eyebrows at another tall and thin man, who slammed the steel pipe in his hand on the table, giving Jiang Jinzhou a fright.

Fortunately, the manager had his back to him and didn't see it.

The tall and thin man strode to the table and picked up the landline phone on the table.

He took out a piece of paper from his pocket and started pressing the buttons according to the numbers on it.

Seeing this, the manager quickly hung up the phone and then fell to his knees.

Jiang Jinzhou felt pain for him when he heard that sound.

"Don't hit me, don't hit me, I'll find a way, I'll find a way now! Manager Hu, please have mercy on me, let my wife and child go, please..."

He grabbed Hu Dabiao's pants and tears came out.

Hu Dabiao kicked him away in disgust and flicked the ash from his hand.

"I'll give you half an hour to collect the bill, otherwise..."

He took a deep drag on his cigarette, then suddenly leaned forward and blew the cigarette into the man's face, his eyes gleaming sinisterly: "You know my temper..."

The man quickly clasped his hands together and bowed to him: "I know, I know, right away, I'll go right away!"

He stood up quickly, but was grabbed by the collar by the tall and thin man.

"Stop playing tricks! Go!"

Pulled him out of the office together.

As soon as the two of them went out, Jiang Jinzhou breathed a sigh of relief.

Just as he was about to speak to Hu Dabiao, Hu Dabiao glared at him warily, and he quickly regained his domineering aura.

In less than half an hour, eighteen thousand five hundred and forty-nine yuan and thirty-three cents, both in small and large amounts, were collected and respectfully handed over to Hu Dabiao.

Hu Dabiao leaned back on the chair and banged his legs on the table: "Count!"

The two younger brothers and Jiang Jinzhou immediately put down the steel pipes in their hands and started counting the money.

After a while, the money was counted, just the right amount, neither more nor less.

Hu Dabiao stood up with satisfaction, patted the manager on the shoulder, smiled and said three words: "Do a good job!"

After saying that, he swaggered out with his briefcase.

The younger brother behind him picked up the steel pipe on the table and knocked it twice on the table as a warning.

On the way back, Jiang Jinzhou was full of worries.

They didn't seem very happy until the time came to divide the money.

Hu Dabiao waved five hundred yuan in front of him and said, "Hey! What are you thinking about? You don't even want the money?"

Jiang Jinzhou looked at the money and asked hesitantly, "If he can't collect the money today, do you really plan to call his wife and children over to sell blood together?"

Upon hearing this, the other three suddenly burst into laughter.

"Hahaha...why are you so naive?"

"Selling blood? That's just to scare him!"

"Besides, what's the point of selling blood? Can't you just sell your child? That way you can make money faster!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Jiang Jinzhou suddenly clenched his fists, his eyes flashing with ferocity.

"Have you ever sold a child?"

For some reason, when he heard the words "selling children", he gritted his teeth in hatred.