"Yes, I've been worried about this assistant. If it weren't for him, Long San would have definitely resolved the matter last time. Fortunately, Long San didn't resolve the matter last time, otherwise we wouldn't have this opportunity!"
After saying that, Lu Yuan pulled the license from under his seat while driving, a smile appearing on his lips: "I didn't expect Sister Han Wen's skills to be so good. She can forge documents so realistically that even Song Qiang couldn't tell the difference!"
"Haha, he definitely won't be able to tell the difference, because very few people have actually seen this thing. Long San is one of them, and Song Qiang probably hasn't even seen what Xu Kezhang looks like either."
The two then sped back to the factory. Long San and his men were already waiting for news from Lu Yuan outside the factory area. When they saw the car arrive, Long San quickly went to greet it.
"So? Has the matter been resolved?"
Seeing Long San's anxious face, Lu Yuan couldn't help but smile: "Brother Long, don't rush. Things have to be done step by step, and you have to eat one bite at a time. Song Qiang has already taken the bait. Just wait for the good news!"
Long San scratched his head, somewhat confused about how Lu Yuan had done it. With his curiosity, he let them pass and Lu Yuan drove back to the factory. Meanwhile, Old Chen had been waiting impatiently. Seeing his truck return unharmed, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"I was so scared! I thought my car was never coming back. I never expected you to return safely!"
Lu Yuan smiled, then patted the other man on the shoulder and whispered, "Brother Chen, thank you for the truck. I prepared a small gift for you under the seat. I'll need to use your truck again in a couple of days!"
Upon hearing Lu Yuan's words, the other person looked at him in surprise: "What? We still need to use it? No way."
Then Lu Yuan smiled mysteriously and pointed to something under the car seat: "I'm sure you'll be satisfied with this gift, and you'll definitely lend me the car! Go home early tonight, I won't chat with you any longer."
After saying that, Lu Yuan waved to Zhou Tong, and the two of them left their work clothes in the factory area and then ran outside with the others.
Standing outside the car, driver Lao Chen glanced around, then quietly picked up the pocket under the seat, opened the package, glanced at it, and immediately put it back, his eyes filled with shock. When he went to look for Lu Yuan, he found that they had already left.
Meanwhile, Song Qiang and his group in District 55 are facing a problem: they lack a lot of seasonings. They had planned to cook the beef properly, but they found that they had too many things to go for. In addition to salt, oil and other things, they also lacked side dishes, because these things are quite difficult to obtain.
However, if they wanted to buy it from the vending machine, they would have to spend money, so they were all at a loss. Finally, Song Qiang gritted his teeth and decided to let his brothers have a good meal.
The delivery of over 100 kilograms of potatoes, along with various seasonings, cost him several thousand yuan, which pained him greatly. However, seeing his subordinates eating with greasy faces, he immediately felt it was all worth it.
Looking at the beef in the bowl, Song Qiang stuffed a piece into his mouth and then fell into deep thought.
"Is this guy really planning to open a farm here? If he partners with Long San and never passes through here again, wouldn't we lose even the chance to rob him?"
After finishing his meal, the assistant wiped the grease from the corner of his mouth, a happy smile on his face.
"Brother Qiang, there's a lot of beef here, but it'll only last us two days!"
Upon hearing this, Song Chao's face twitched violently, and he tried his best to make his voice as calm as possible: "Oh, I see. By the way, have you used up the salt and other seasonings, as well as the potatoes and other vegetables you bought today?"
"It's all used up, it's been used up for ages! It's not a big deal to spend a little more money if we can afford to eat meat!"
Song Qiang felt his heart clench again.
"Alright, let's eat sparingly and talk about it again in a few days!"
A few days later, Song Qiang once again splurged, buying a lot of side dishes and spending several thousand yuan. Although this amount of money was not a large sum for him, it was all his own hard-earned money, and it wasn't even for himself, so he felt very unhappy.
A few days later, a security guard in District 55 saw a familiar truck while on duty and immediately called Sun Qiang.
"Brother Qiang, the people from District 8 are here again, in the same truck!"
"What? Not again?" Song Qiang sat up straight on his sofa, looking shocked.
"Yes, they're here again. What should we do? Should we stop them like last time?"
Song Qiang hesitated for a moment, then decided he couldn't let this fat sheep go.
Soon, the crowd surrounded the truck again. Lu Yuan was still sitting in the driver's seat, smoking a cigarette, calmly watching the people outside.
Song Qiang pushed through the crowd and walked in, looking at Lu Yuan sitting in the driver's seat, and asked in a deep voice, "Are you out of your mind? You just delivered food last time, and now you're here again?"
"Don't you want me to come? Wouldn't this just satisfy your desires?"
Then Lu Yuan jumped out of the car, walked to the back of the car, and opened the trunk.
With a "whoosh" sound, another large pile of vacuum-sealed food fell out.
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