The underground black market in Beijing has been fully mobilized these days, all looking for a man called Brother Liu.
"Hey, what's going on? Who are you looking for?" Someone who didn't know what was going on pulled someone aside and asked.
The man who was being dragged turned around and rolled his eyes at him: "It's you! I'm wondering what you've been doing all day, Third Brother? You don't even know about such a big thing!"
The third brother was confused. He hadn't been to the black market for just a few days. What big thing could have happened?
"Brother Zhao, please help me solve my doubts!" The man called Lao San handed over a cigarette with great tact.
"No wonder you have made a name for yourself, you are really smart. Let me tell you, things have changed in our black market!" The man called Brother Zhao spoke in a soft voice while pinching his throat intentionally.
The third brother, Wu Xiaotian, felt secretly resentful after hearing this. He thought that this Zhao Biesan was deliberately keeping the secret because he wanted to gain some benefits!
The cigarette I just gave him was an old brand of Hongtashan cigarettes. It cost him a lot of money to get this thing, and he is still not satisfied after I gave him just one?
Wu Xiaotian's expression immediately turned cold, and he said seriously, "If you don't want to talk about it, forget it. Just give me back the cigarette."
Zhao Biesan saw that Wu Xiaotian didn't take the bait, and he knew that he couldn't cheat another cigarette today, so he curled his lips and said, "Okay, I tell you! This cigarette is your information fee. You went home a few days ago, and I didn't know that Wang Minghui, who has been very famous recently, held a banquet.
All the prominent people in the black market of Beijing went there that day, and everyone thought that Wang Minghui would have the most powerful force in Beijing from then on. But no one expected that…"
As he spoke, Zhao Biesan began to stretch out his sentences again, his old habit coming back.
Seeing that he didn't see the expression he wanted to see on Wu Xiaotian's face, Zhao Biesan was a little disappointed and had to continue, "But what everyone didn't expect was that Wang Minghui pushed a woman out and said that she would be the boss of everyone in the future!"
After that, he winked and said:
"I don't know the details of what happened at the banquet, I only know that this woman, who is respectfully called Miss Feng, has successfully gained everyone's recognition. From now on, she will be the leader of the black market in Jing City!"
Not many people know what Zhao Biesan's real name is, but he is a good swindler and has a foul mouth, so people in the black market gave him this nickname.
He himself had no complaints about the name, but rather accepted it with pleasure, so the name has been used ever since.
Although he has always had a bad reputation, nothing serious has ever happened to him because he is very good at judging the situation and will not provoke anyone he cannot afford to offend.
Wu Xiaotian frowned and thought, if what Zhao Bieson said was true, then this Miss Feng must be no simple person.
Otherwise, the other black market bosses would not recognize her.
"So you're looking for someone because of this Miss Feng?"
"Yes, it was Miss Feng who said it herself at the banquet. She would owe a favor to anyone who could help her find the person. As soon as the news got out, everyone started looking everywhere, hoping that they would be lucky enough to find the person!
Tsk tsk tsk, this is a favor from the top boss of Beijing's underground market, it's so exciting."
After Zhao Biesan finished speaking, he saw Wu Xiaotian fell into deep thought and thought, Wu Xiaotian has a big appetite, maybe he still wants to find the person.
Just him? It's not that Old Zhao looked down on him. Many forces in Beijing sent most of their men just to find someone.
How can Wu Xiaotian alone compete with so many other people's subordinates?
Besides, he doesn't have that many connections. Zhao Biesan knew that Wu Xiaotian had only been in the black market for a few days.
"What are the characteristics of the person Miss Feng is looking for?" Wu Xiaotian took out another cigarette and handed it over.
He didn't expect that the information Zhao Biesan told him today was so valuable!
Seeing that Wu Xiaotian was willing to take out another cigarette of such an expensive type, Zhao Biesen had nothing to understand. He was really thinking about this.
"I say, Third Brother, we've known each other for a while, so don't get yourself involved just to find someone.
On the surface, this matter is just to help Miss Feng find someone, but don’t you think that someone like Miss Feng can’t find someone... I’m afraid there is something big involved behind this.
It's fine for us little people to join in the fun and look for things, but if we get involved in something by accident, our families could be destroyed!"
Zhao Biesan's words almost moved him, and he was giving sincere advice.
Seeing that Wu Xiaotian was still handing over the cigarette, Zhao Biesan knew that he was determined.
Zhao Bie San sighed, but still took the cigarette:
"The rumor circulating now is that the person we're looking for is called Brother Liu by others, and he has a big black mole on his nose. I don't know anything else."
After getting the information he wanted, Wu Xiaotian patted Zhao Biesan on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Brother Zhao, thank you for telling me about this today."
Wu Xiaotian's expression was sincere, and it was obvious that he was really grateful. Zhao Biesan, on the other hand, became uncomfortable and said awkwardly: "Okay, I've said what I need to say. You kid, please be careful! I'll try my luck too!"
After Wu Xiaotian left, Zhao Biesan, who was thought to have left long ago, came out from the corner.
In fact, what he just said really came from the bottom of his heart.
Miss Feng did this just to get all the forces in Beijing to help her find someone.
Obviously, the person who needs to mobilize the power of the entire underground black market to find is not as simple as it seems.
This might involve something very big.
Only these forces have the ability to get away with it when they offend some people.
Ordinary people can just look for it casually, but if they really want to get involved... there will be no good results.
Otherwise, do you really think that favors are so easy to get?
This Miss Feng's methods really have some resemblance to those of the heirs trained by the big families in the past.
They don’t take human life seriously at all!
Could he really be from a big family?
Miss Feng...Feng...your last name is Feng? !
Zhao Biesan's eyes narrowed, thinking that it couldn't really be someone from the Feng family.
I just don't know if this person is from the direct or illegitimate branch...
Although Wu Xiaotian had only known him for a short time, he was a very good person. If he just watched him fall into it...
Didn’t we agree not to meddle in other people’s business? Zhao Biesan stared at the direction where Wu Xiaotian had just walked away, with a hint of struggle in his eyes.
Forget it, these things have nothing to do with me.
Everyone has his own destiny!
After thinking it through, Zhao Biesan returned to his previous nonchalant look.
He picked up the cigarette he got from Wu Xiaotian and took a deep sniff.
Mmm... nice smoke!
"Ding ding ding dong, ding ding dong, my days are as happy as a fairy~~"
Zhao Biesan walked away slowly, humming a tune.
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