After 5 minutes, the S500 car was on.

"Young man, which boat is it?"

Xiao Feng easily pulled out two blue furong kings and threw one to Zhang Jun. Then he lit one with the cigarette lighter in the car, crossed his legs, lay on the passenger seat, and squinted his eyes to look at Zhang Jun.

Zhang Jun was silent for a while and said softly: "I've come here to swim."

Xiao Feng was slightly stunned and then laughed, "Haha, young man, the river is quite deep, be careful of being drowned when swimming?"

Zhang Jun scratched his nose and chuckled, "There is no way, drowning is better than starving to death. Are you right?"

Xiao Feng flicked the ash lightly, "You say, I'll listen."

"That's it." Zhang Jun organized the language, pondered for a moment and said softly: "I worked at the Tianfu Consignment Station under Yamato Logistics. After 23 days, because the manager disliked me, he was fired and did not pay any wages, so he came to you to judge."

"Is this happening?" Xiao Feng raised his eyebrows slightly and pondered: "Let me ask."

"Is there anything else?"

After a while, Xiao Feng asked when he saw that Zhang Jun had not got off the car.

Zhang Jun took a deep breath of cigarette, then gritted his teeth, and inserted about one-third of the still burning cigarette butts into the palm of his left hand.

"Si~"

A burnt smell spread in the car. Zhang Jun didn't even look at his burnt left hand. He looked at Xiao Feng as usual and said in a firm voice: "Gangmaster Qiao, I was abrupt tonight. This cigarette is my apology. If you are still not satisfied, I will welcome you at No. 23 Curie Street, Huangjiashan."

After saying that, Zhang Jun pulled open the car door and stepped out of the car.

Inside the car, Xiao Feng looked at the half-exposed cucumber head wrapped in black nylon bags left by Zhang Jun in the main driver's seat, and his smile deepened. After a moment, he lowered the window.

"Young man, what's your name?"

"Zhang Jun, the road to the world is far away, Gang Qiao does not have to send him far away!"

Zhang Jun waved his hand without looking back and left with great strides.

In the car, Xiao Feng frowned and sat alone for a while, then took out his cell phone and called directly.

After a moment.

"Hey, Brother Feng?"

On the other end of the phone, Zhang Chunsheng's voice sounded.

Xiao Feng said coldly: "Zhang Chunsheng, you are full now, BYD has changed to Accord! But when will your pattern rise again? Do you have to cut off the salary of a porter?"

"Brother Feng, what are you saying? What's your salary?"

On the other end of the phone, Zhang Chunsheng said with a terrified expression.

He hadn't figured out what was going on. After all, a porter like Zhang Jun didn't even catch his eye, and he didn't think about the matter a few days ago.

"You can do it!"

After speaking, Xiao Feng hung up the phone directly.

Two days later, as Zhang Jun and Chen Baichuan successfully got their wages back, the matter came to an end.

In the afternoon, in the Baihe Hotel in the city.

Today, Zhang Haowen didn't set up a stall, and Zhang Jun and Chen Baichuan were also idle people. The three of them were eating fried food and drinking Qingdao beer in this restaurant while chatting.

"Jun'er, I heard from Haowen that you went to find Yamato BOSS Qiao Gang alone, why are you so awesome? Tell us quickly, what happened that night?"

Chen Baichuan drank the green beer and said to Zhang Jun with a red face.

Zhang Jun took a mouthful of vegetables and said casually: "It's nothing. I just hung a few thunder Gs on my body in advance, and then sat in the S500 of the leader Qiao Gang. As soon as the king's domineering aura was released, the leader Qiao Gang gave in."

Chen Baichuan asked in disbelief: "Really, false? Can't even destroy you by the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms of Gang Qiao?"

Zhang Haowen smiled speechlessly, "You two are really irrelevant, they are really talking."

"Haha, come, go."

Zhang Jun smiled and had a drink with Haowen Baichuan.

Zhang Haowen took a sip of beer and pondered: "Jun'er, Baichuan, you two are no longer in Yamato now. What are your plans behind it?"

Zhang Jun thought about it carefully for a while and said, "Working for people is never a long-term solution. I want to get some money and then do a nightclub!"

Chen Baichuan frowned and asked, "Nighthouse? What kind of bathing city do you have that much money?"

"The nightclub I'm talking about is not that nightclub." Zhang Jun was speechless, "There are less than two hundred bathing cities you're talking about, and there are people on top and a group of high-quality girls below. The nightclub I'm talking about is a food stall, and the barbecue beer is sold by the way."

Zhang Haowen nodded, "Well, this is quite realistic, but it also requires 10 or 20, right? Do you have so much money?"

Zhang Jun thought hard for a while, then simply shook his head, "I don't have money, and all the assets on him are only 1,362 yuan."

"Then what are you talking about!"

Chen Baichuan and Zhang Haowen collapsed.

Zhang Jun whispered: "Can't you find a way if you don't have money? Can you borrow it?"

Zhang Jun took a sip of wine and pondered: "When it comes to borrowing, I want to ask Haowen, do you know anyone who engages in private lending?"

"Ultrition?" Zhang Haowen thought for a while, "If you want to say that, I really know someone, whose name is Guan Jiu, who has worked in a lending company before, and maybe I can know some people in this field.

"But then again." Zhang Haowen looked at Zhang Jun with a serious expression, "Jun'er, I don't recommend you borrow this thing. The interest rate of this thing is not low, and if the business fails, it will be very troublesome to collect debts."

"I understand, Haowen, it's easy to deal with people in this field." Zhang Jun nodded, "You can contact me tomorrow."

"Okay, this is something that's all for me."

Zhang Jun glanced at the two of them, "Well, the salary is coming, Haowen, you are rare to have no stall today. How about we go to the bar for fun in Sanyi?"

"Can!"

"It's exactly what I want!"

Zhang Haowen and Chen Baichuan nodded.

When it was almost dark, Zhang Haowen called another friend, his name was Guan Jiu, which was what Zhang Haowen said, a young man who had worked in a lending company before and was currently idle at home.

When Guan Jiu came, he was wearing a black polyester sportswear and a buzzing hair, and his face looked ordinary. Moreover, this person seemed to be a little bit polite. Except for briefly introducing himself when he first came, he rarely spoke, giving people a bit introverted feeling.

At 8 o'clock in the evening, the boiling point bar.

When Zhang Jun and the other four arrived, it was the highest C of the Boiling Point Bar. The bar hall was crowded and extremely noisy. They basically spoke by yelling, and all kinds of DJs shouting were mixed together.

"Let's, Jets, come, extend your hands to make money, follow the rhythm of the music, shake it up"

"Move twice! Move twice!"

“So excited!”

Chen Baichuan's face was rosy, and he was infected by the atmosphere in the hall, so he looked extremely excited.

"Brothers, watch my charming electric hip dance!"

After a while, Chen Baichuan felt that it was not interesting enough. He left a sentence, and he supported the railing with his hands and twisted the pin. His extremely soul-stirring electric buttocks jumped into the central dance floor.
Chapter completed!