"Brother Bin, you didn't vomit, did you? You were gone for such a long time?" Xiao Hou asked.
Hmm? Wang Huadong understood Xiao Hou's intention of testing him, but he was no longer panicked.
"It's... okay, I just drank a little too much. I can't drink much." Wang Huadong staggered slightly, sat on the chair, and spat in the cup. "I can't spit. We... brothers are drinking, how can I spit?"
"Why did you vomit into your own glass..." Xiao Hou suddenly felt a little nauseous and shouted, "Waiter, bring me another glass."
"I can't take it anymore. I drank too much..." Wang Huadong hit his forehead lightly with his fist. "Why did you spit it into the white wine glass? What a waste of food..."
"It's okay, the wine is not expensive." Xiao Hou suppressed his nausea, took a cup from the waiter who came over, poured some wine, and handed it to Wang Huadong: "Brother Bin, how about you drink some beer?"
"I have high uric acid, so I can't drink beer." Wang Huadong waved his hand: "It's okay, just pour a little less liquor... Um, waiter... You don't need to take this cup away, you can keep it as a spittoon."
The waiter left the private room with a look of disgust on his face. Xiao Hou was almost disgusted. Who would put a spittoon on the table while eating?
This is really disgusting. His father opened the door to disgust. It's so disgusting.
The most disgusting thing was that after toasting each other two or three times, he saw Wang Huadong clink glasses with him once, but he took the wrong cup!
Although he reminded in time and did not see the disgusting scene, from that moment on, he had to stare at Wang Huadong's cup every time they clinked glasses.
Wang Huadong can take this opportunity to observe Xiao Hou more.
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Xiao Hou does have a special relationship with the boss.
The more Wang Huadong interacted with Xiao Hou, the more he discovered this problem.
This person is so cunning, why does he have to be so friendly to me?
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Xiao Hou had no words to express his pain.
He had heard of Fu Bin before. He was a very ruthless person.
In fact, there is no shortage of ruthless people here, for example, the bald guy, who was sentenced to fifteen years in prison for killing someone with others. In addition to the bald guy, there are many people who have spent more than ten years in prison here.
However, most of the gangsters don't actually have much brains. They have their own sense of loyalty and code of conduct. They have a lot of things to say about social matters, and their analysis of some human nature may be more thorough than most people, but it still cannot change the fact that they are not actually smart.
How can a truly smart person do something like robbery or theft? It is indeed a quick way to make money, but the cost-effectiveness is pitifully low. And those who just want to fight and kill are even more stupid.
The truly smart ones would have become the boss or the leader long ago.
Xiao Hou wants to develop Fu Bin into someone who can manage things.
To be a person in charge, first of all, you have to be smart and a little ruthless, so that you can keep the situation under control. Secondly, you must not form cliques. No one would want to follow Fu Bin if he is like this.
Although Fu Bin wanted to go out and work on his own and make more money, he seemed to be rebellious, but this was not a big problem. How could these people be loyal? If they were loyal, they were just pretending. As long as Fu Bin was given enough benefits, he would be a smart person.
Fu Bin is alone, and if I pretend to be friendly with him for the time being, it won't have any negative impact on him.
However, Fu Bin’s bad habit is really disgusting!
"Xiao Hou, what I said before... were all from my heart. What do you think?" Wang Huadong pretended to be a little drunk and picked up the glass.
"Not impossible." Xiao Hou carefully confirmed that Wang Huadong was holding a wine glass, and then he clinked it with his hand: "Brother Bin, I have the same idea, but you have just arrived, so you must be the center of attention. You have to... what is the light and what is the dark..."
Wang Huadong almost blurted out, then waved his hand nonchalantly: "Bullshit, don't talk nonsense to me! There are some things you don't understand! How could I not understand that? By the way, what is the boss's work and rest schedule? Is the monitoring strict every time? You know more about it than I do, and we will definitely share the money in the future. Tell me more."
If Wang Huadong had not asked so obviously before, it would have been too easy to be exposed, but it is better to just remain stunned now.
"The boss doesn't come here very often, and there's nothing much to analyze about his schedule. The people who manage things here on a daily basis are a person close to the boss and the bald guy." Xiao Hou thought for a moment and said, "There are surveillance cameras everywhere. I don't understand them. I don't usually watch them."
Wang Huadong snorted, then coughed and spat into the cup again.
Xiao Hou's thoughts were distracted by Wang Huadong's action, and he was afraid that he would vomit into the wine glass again.
Phew...I vomited it right.
"What did you want to say just now?" Xiao Hou asked again.
His thoughts had been completely affected by Wang Huadong's spitting, and he didn't even notice that Wang Huadong didn't say anything.
"It's nothing, don't worry about it. If you have any problems in the future, just follow me. You earn nearly 10,000 yuan a month now, which is nothing. Wait for a month, and I will make sure you can earn 30,000 yuan a month." Wang Huadong enjoyed writing the blank check.
"Brother Bin, those people have been working with the boss for so long, can we really squeeze them in so easily?" Xiao Hou reminded him, "For things like freight, how much money can there be in total? It's not easy to grab orders. They won't trust us so easily."
Xiao Hou's words were basically an advice to Wang Huadong.
"Don't worry about it. I have a solution! Come, have a drink."
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6 hours later, Municipal Bureau.
The building of the Municipal Bureau is much more majestic than the Criminal Investigation Detachment of the Jiuhe Branch.
The Municipal Bureau was newly built a few years ago. It is grand and majestic. Although the Criminal Investigation Team building has only six floors, it is taller than an eight- or nine-story residential building.
Wang Liang looked at the gray sky outside and rubbed his eyes.
"Do you want sugar?" Bai Song brought over a cup of coffee, took a bottle of sugar in his other hand, and placed the coffee on Wang Liang's desk.
"No, that's it, thank you." Wang Liang picked up the cup, drank a little, and then almost spit it out: "You didn't even add creamer?"
"Don't you want to drink the original flavor?" Bai Song turned around, added two spoonfuls of sugar to his cup, and started stirring it with a stirring stick.
"I was wrong. I'd better add sugar. I can't get used to this stuff." Wang Liang stood up and went to get the can of sugar, but he almost fell down.
Bai Song grabbed Wang Liang and said, "Don't stay up late. It's time to rest."
"I'm fine." Wang Liang shook his head, took Bai Song's cup of prepared coffee, and took a sip: "Damn, you even added creamer to this."
"I'm afraid you're not used to it..." Bai Song changed the subject, "Go to bed."
"Okay, call me tomorrow morning." After Wang Liang said that, he took Bai Song's cup and walked out.
Bai Song took a deep breath and looked at the time. It was already 3:30 in the morning.
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