"What did the boss say to you just now?" the tattooed man asked as he closed the toilet door.
After Bai Song returned to the house, he kept playing with his phone, which made the tattooed man very upset. He wanted to ask, but he didn't dare to.
He finally followed Bai Song until he went to the bathroom. Bai Song was sure that there was no surveillance camera in this bathroom, and there were no messy electronic devices, so when he entered the bathroom, Bai Song turned on the recording function of his phone and pretended to relieve himself as if nothing had happened.
"Nothing." Bai Song shook his head.
"Okay, there's no outsider here," the tattooed man said casually, "There's no surveillance in this bathroom, you can say whatever you want."
"This has nothing to do with whether there is surveillance or not. There are some things you don't need to know." Bai Song looked proud.
"You???" The tattooed man was very angry. Then he thought of something and continued, "Are you still worried that there are hidden cameras here?"
Bai Song had finished using the toilet by now and was about to walk out without paying any attention to the tattooed man.
"These cameras need to be wired. I've been here for so many years, how could I not know this?" The tattooed man approached Bai Song and said, "No matter what, your staying here is also related to me. You can't just forget about me when something good happens. I'm telling you, I've been here for more than four years. Basically no one has been here longer than me. You've only been here for one day. I can't help you with things, but it's not difficult for me to do bad things for you."
The tattooed man was afraid that Bai Song wouldn't understand, so he spoke directly.
It's no wonder he did this. Having been here for such a long time, people have come and gone. Some people have indeed gained the trust of the boss and gone to other places, but it was all gradual. He also roughly knew what these people were doing and didn't really want to go.
After being here for so long, this was the first time he had seen his boss act like this, so this opportunity must be very, very great! Even if it wasn't his turn, he wanted to get some benefits from it.
"I may not come back after I finish this job, so what benefits can you get?" Bai Song stopped and looked outside the door: "Even if there is no surveillance here, the boss will pay attention to us if we stay in here for a long time, right?"
"After separating from you, the boss went to look for someone else and wasn't in the company at all," the tattooed man said, "Don't change the subject. What kind of job is that?"
"Go out and bring back some things." Bai Song didn't intend to hide it and explained in detail what his boss asked him to transport.
"Do you think I don't understand?" The tattooed man was a little angry: "This job is not ours. The boss used to hire outsiders to do it, and it's not that dangerous. How can there be so much money? You can't fool me."
"Why am I kidding you?" Bai Song's eyes widened. "If you don't believe me when I tell you the fucking truth, I'm leaving."
"Don't," the tattooed man thought for a moment and felt something was wrong.
If Bai Song hadn't done this, then he wouldn't have known this. And why would he arrange this big fool to do this? If the treatment was really so good, he would dare to go.
The tattooed man didn't know the inside story of some recent events. He didn't know that the police had been cracking down strictly recently and many avenues had been blocked. He also didn't know how difficult it was for Bai Song to do what he was doing now.
"Are you sure I'm not asking you to kill someone?" The tattooed man said anxiously, "You can see that I'm thinking about you. Don't let your boss fool you."
"Our boss is a businessman. Maybe he will do some extra things, but they are all for money." Bai Song thought for a while and said, "This person is a man who can do big things."
"Businessman?" The tattooed man was a little impatient and felt a little uncomfortable.
This feels quite strange, as if I missed out on 100 million.
Yesterday, he was fine. As the nominal supervisor of the company, he could command everyone to work. But today, everything has changed.
In fact, he made a quick buck of two thousand yuan today, which was enough for his food and drink. However, he was unhappy when he saw the big guy going from nothing to something, from an "intern" to the boss's confidant.
Especially now that he doesn't know what's going on, and doesn't know how to make some profit from it, he's even more upset.
"Yes, a businessman." Bai Song nodded: "I think my trip will be a little dangerous, and I can fight, so it's worth the money. The boss also told me that he will definitely give me the money. After all, he angered me and he is afraid that I will block him on the road one day. Hehe, I tell you, being able to fight is still useful!"
"I'm telling you, I'm afraid you'll have the life to do this, but not the life to spend this money." The tattooed man said irritably: "It's no use for you to fight. If the boss wants to kill you, it's as easy as peeing."
"Why are you so slow?" Bai Song was a little angry: "Are you sick? With what you just said, aren't you afraid that I will tell the boss?"
"Just tell me, and see who the boss believes." The tattooed man said nonchalantly. He knew the pros and cons here, and it would do the big guy no good if he told the boss.
In his eyes, the big guy is already a person that the boss trusts very much, and chatting with the big guy about some inside information is not considered a leak.
"Okay, buddy, let's stop talking nonsense. I believe the boss is a good businessman," Bai Song said, "But making big money always comes with risks. I can afford it. If you can't afford it, don't try to take advantage of me."
"You're nothing," the tattooed man couldn't hold back any longer. "You think the boss is a businessman? Humph, I'm not afraid to tell you that the boss has killed countless people. He killed a family more than ten years ago. Not to mention the distant past, the boss also buried a driver from our company some time ago. It's ridiculous for someone like you to think you know the boss."
"I have killed twenty people." Bai Song said grimly.
"What do you mean?" The tattooed man was a little panicked. It was the first time he saw Bai Song with this expression.
"Don't be nervous, everyone can brag." Bai Song waved his hand, "You will never be able to sleep with someone who earns 8,000 yuan a night in your life. You are a gangster, haha... Besides, if the boss really killed someone, would he tell you? You don't understand the boss. No wonder you have been a small supervisor with a little more salary here for four or five years. I think you are not even as good as... well... even that Xiao Hou!"
Xiao Hou is the representative of the "bad" here, a person who is often bullied. The tattooed man knows that Xiao Hou is one of the boss's confidants, but he still gets furious when he is compared like this.
"You know shit! Last month, a driver before you was just like you, trusted by the boss. Later, that idiot was killed by the boss and three others in the bathhouse and buried directly! The police didn't even know about it!" The tattooed man was really furious.
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