One hundred million today, one hundred million tomorrow—if this goes on and on, it's not a good thing if too much of it happens.
Many people in the industry are keeping an eye on him.
"Mr. Xing, a man named Wang Dalu wants to see you. He said he's come several times. Should we see him?" Xie Yingying asked as soon as Xing Baohua hung up the phone.
"Wang Dalu?" Xing Baohua suddenly remembered who it was. He had a good impression of him, but what happened? He wanted to kick Japan to the ground. With this level of ability, he thought he could cause trouble for the kids? He hadn't even left the country yet, and he had already been messed with.
Remembering who it was, Xing Baohua asked Xie Yingying to bring the person in.
Wang Dalu did not come alone; he brought a craftsman with him.
Ever since Xing Baohua sent him to find someone who could make fake documents, he actually found one. He beat him up first and then brought him to Lu Zhong. On the way, the craftsman ran away twice, but was caught both times.
I don't know why Xing Baohua wants to meet this person. But since it was his order, I just have to do it. If I don't do it well, there might not be any benefits, but if I don't do it well, it will give me the impression that I don't know how to handle things.
Xing Baohua was calculating the allocation of funds, deciding which bank would be appropriate. When he saw people come in, he pointed to the sofa and asked them to sit down first.
The craftsman didn't dare to sit down, but Wang Dalu, who had come several times, was obedient. He sat down first, glanced at the craftsman, and waved to him, signaling him to sit down quickly.
Just two or three minutes later, Xing Baohua finished her work, walked to the reception area, sat on the sofa, and saw that the craftsman was a man in his forties, who was a bit dirty and his clothes were wrinkled.
Pointing to the other person, he asked Wang Dalu, "Who is this...?"
"Didn't you tell me to find that document forger? Well, I went back and brought him to you. After all, it delayed your plans in Japan, and time is money. So many days have been wasted, think of how much money we've lost! You've met him now. If beating him up isn't enough to vent your anger, I... I... I'll dig a hole and bury him tonight!"
As soon as Wang Dalu finished speaking, the craftsman was so frightened that he knelt down.
So what if they made two fake certificates? Is it really necessary to bury them alive? But what can you do when you encounter a tough opponent? These are the kind of itinerant artisans who usually face risks from the authorities, but who would have thought they'd run into a gang, and a very large one at that.
Who could withstand that?!
He kowtowed and begged for mercy, saying he had elderly parents and young children to support, and pleaded for his life to be spared.
“Get up and speak. What do you want with your life? I called you here to discuss cooperation,” Xing Baohua said.
After Xing Baohua finished speaking, Wang Dalu's eyes lit up. He knew that this craftsman could not only forge documents, but also draw all sorts of tickets…
If you take the banknotes drawn by the craftsman and use them to seduce the girls in the Japanese, hehe!
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