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Chapter 0105 One Hundred Thousand Start

Anyone who has worked in a logistics company and who has experience in this area must know that when the trucks of a logistics company are transported, the goods are lost or lost. These are very normal situations.

For example, if you go from Shao D to Gui Z, if one or two pieces of sanitary ware are damaged in the middle, it will be normal to lose money. If someone indicates it on the delivery note, you will think you are unlucky!

When Zhang Jun was working in the H City Logistics City last year, he once snatched oranges, lychees and other foods in front of the company in front of the company. The company turned a blind eye and closed his eyes, as if he didn't see it.

Therefore, in the logistics industry, there are actually many disputes caused by things like this, and those who do logistics have some minor backgrounds, and they are not afraid of you causing trouble.

This is also the reason why Zhang Jun stopped Chen Baichuan from doing it randomly.

...

At 3:00 p.m. the next afternoon, in the Changhua Consignment Station in the west of Tongle Town.

A middle-aged man wearing a blue work suit, about fifty years old and a little half-bald, is commanding a four-back and eight-back truck to reverse.

"Down, down! Tap the steering wheel to the left!"

In the main cab, the driver poked his head out and glanced at the half-bald middle-aged man behind: "Old Liu, is it enough? It's a bit blocking the aisle!"

Hearing this, Old Liu glared at him and shouted, "If you ask you to fall down, you will fall down! Let's unload the goods quickly, and it will be done in more than an hour. What can you block?!"

"That's OK!"

The driver nodded, said nothing, then looked at the reflector and continued to reverse.

"Go to the left a little more...ah...yes! Fallen...fallen..."

Old Liu was concentrating on command, but he didn't notice a black Toyota Corolla coming quickly, trying to pass through the aisle.

The driver of the Forwo Zhongca didn't pay attention for a while. Almost as half of the body of the Huaguan car passed through the aisle, the truck's butt was pressed against the rear of the left side of the Huaguan car!

"Bang!"

A large piece of the rear of the Huacoon sedan was concave, and a dent that could be two fingers deep was knocked out on the spot.

Old Liu was a little confused and opened his mouth wide: "My grass! TM, where did you come from the small car? Didn't you see it being reversing?"

"Swish!"

The Flower Corolla car stopped, Zhang Jun in the main cab lowered the window and glanced at Lao Liu: "Who are you scolding?!"

Lao Liu said with a cold face: "How did you drive? Didn't you see that you are reversing here?"

"The road is facing the sky, go one side, this is the aisle, you can't get on the road yet? This road belongs to your family?"

"you--"

Old Liu was anxious and was worried about the serious business, and he didn't want to be delayed. So, he took out a hundred dollars from his pocket and stuffed it to Zhang Jun: "Forget it! I'm unlucky! Take it to repair the car!"

Zhang Jun did not go to pick up the money, but just stared at Lao Liu coldly: "Is it just handed over the 100 yuan?"

"Then what do you mean? Just this scratch, at best, you can add a paint to the sheet metal and add a surface of paint. Do you still want ten thousand?!"

Zhang Jun lit a cigarette and said softly: "If another car is cut, it will cost about 100 yuan, but my car has just been shipped from Japan.B, and it costs 100,000 yuan!"

"It will cost 100,000 yuan if you cut it?" Old Liu widened his eyes and pointed at Zhang Jun and shouted: "It's just a JB Crown. Do you think it's a Rolls-Royce?"

Zhang Jun spitted a mouthful of cigarettes and said casually: "It's 100,000 to say 100,000, and one less child is not easy to use!"

"Haha, let's cheat someone?!"

Old Liu was stunned, then sneered, raised his hand and greeted the consignment station: "Everyone is here!"

Lao Liu just finished speaking.

"Crazy~"

Four or five porters who were smoking and chatting in the consignment station walked over, and some passers-by also surrounded them when they saw this.

A porter in his early forties was carrying a big wrench in his hand, raised his eyes and shouted, "Old Liu! What's wrong?"

"What's going on? What's going on with this car? How can we do our job when we are stuck here?!"

Old Liu smiled coldly, leaned over slightly, stared at Zhang Jun in the car and shouted: "Friend, are you sure you want to cheat someone here? Do you believe it or not, I smashed the broken car for you?!"

"Smash my car?"

Zhang Jun was stunned and raised his eyebrows.

"Bang!"

After hesitating for a moment, Zhang Jun directly opened the car door and got out.

"Bang bang!"

Zhang Jun got out of the car, and the Guan Jiu and the Hetian penguin in the car were all pulled open the door and got out of the car.

"Come on! You smash it! Just smash it! I want to blink my eyelids and I am my grandson!"

Zhang Jun pointed at Lao Liu and whispered, then led Tian Bigai and the others to the side.

Seeing this, a porter yelled with his neck in his arms, "Old Liu! He said this! What if he smashed it directly? The car blocked this not only hindered our work, but also blocked the aisle! It's totally a fool, and it's still reasonable?"

A porter frowned and said, "Old Liu, why don't you look for J Police?"

Old Liu sneered and said, "Look for Police J? Police J is in Shao D! Are there any police J in our town? When Police J arrives from the county town, it will be dark!"

While talking, Old Liu was silent for a moment, then squinted his eyes and said, "Friends, have we offended you?"

"You and I haven't celebrated the holiday, but your boss is not very kind. A truck of goods is destroyed, and one child is not compensated. Zhang Shaohua is quite awesome?!"

Zhang Jun glanced at Lao Liu, and didn't make things difficult for him, and added: "Call your boss and just say I'm waiting for him here!"

Hearing this, Old Liu was silent for a while, and then did not dare to neglect. He picked up his cell phone and walked a few steps away and called his boss Zhang Shaohua.

"Hey, Lao Zhang? Something happened to Changhua!"

On the other end of the phone, the owner of Changhua Consignment Station was watching TV at home. Hearing the sound, he picked up the phone and said, "What's the matter?"

"A group of people came to Changhua. The car was scraped by our Forwo Zhongka. He asked for a 100,000 yuan repair fee! He didn't leave if he didn't pay it!"

Zhang Shaohua frowned when he heard the sound: "Why? Are you trying to mess around?"

"I don't think it looks like it! I told the guy that there was a batch of goods in our hands and we didn't give it money. Lao Zhang, can you tell me that this matter was done by Li Shungen and others?"

"I understand! Wait for my phone call!"

Zhang Shaohua put aside a word and hung up the phone.

Then he turned off the TV, frowned and thought for a while, found Li Yulong's number and dialed in.

Five seconds later, the phone was connected.

"Hey, what's the price for Boss Zhang?"

Zhang Shaohua went straight to the topic: "Did you do that group of people in Changhua consignment station do it by you?!"

"What did you say? I don't understand very much?"

"Don't pretend to be Li Yulong! You want to play social style with me, right?! OK!" Zhang Shaohua said with a cold face: "Tomorrow at 10 o'clock, I will wait for you to come and get the money at the Junyue Restaurant in the town. As long as you come, you will give the money!"

"Really?"

"Haha! Really!"

Zhang Shaohua sneered and hung up the phone immediately.
Chapter completed!
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