Chapter 1231

Thinking so, he looked at the little plum still begging for mercy on the ground. Boss Wang clicked and lit a cigarette.

"OK, you've been hiding lately. Give me the address and you'll go out!"

Little plum quickly told boss Wang the address and looked at Hongzi again.

Hong Zi waved to him upset and motioned him to leave.

The little plum ran out in a gloomy way.

With a trace of happiness, he took a breath in his heart and ran out.

When the door closed, boss Wang said coldly, "Hongzi, this man can't do it."

Of course, Hong Zi knows what boss Wang means. Little plum, things are too bad and too timid to reuse.

"Well, when it's over, I'll let him go!" Hong Zi scolded.

He now looks fearless in front of boss Wang. He has long forgotten how he was scared to pee his pants by Zhang Wen. That day, he was like a primary school student. He asked him to stand up and sit down. He didn't even dare to fart.

Now, I'm still here to teach little plum a serious lesson. It's like standing and talking without backache.

Boss Wang tapped his fingers on his forehead a few times. Suddenly he thought of something and said, "Hong Zi, you say Zhang Wen really investigated the little plum?"

Hong Zi nodded: "it should be right."

Like little plum, it doesn't seem like a lie.

And Li Qiang's phone is also Zhang Wen's.

"It's better to put it on little plum."

Boss Wang stared at Hong Zi with wise eyes.

The meaning is quite clear.

Hong Zi knew in his heart that after listening to boss Wang's innuendo, he must have crooked his eyes and asked what boss Wang meant.

But now, his IQ has risen sharply. Sometimes even with a look in boss Wang's eyes, he knows what to do. Now, of course, he also knows what boss Wang means.

He nodded: "brother, I know what you mean. I'll see to it!"

Boss Wang smiled with satisfaction, gave Li Qiang's address to the pillar and let him go.

Boss Wang's most satisfactory result is that things stop at little plum. It has nothing to do with him, and it doesn't affect Hongzi's work.

But boss Wang didn't think about what Hongzi thought.

Boss Wang wants to use Hongzi to do the pillar, and Hongzi also wants to use little plum to help him do the pillar.

When I'm in a hurry, I can still buckle this hat on the little plum's head. Why not?

Let him be captured by Zhang Wen now?

Isn't that the best use of everything!

Hong Zi, now he has more or less the meaning of big brother. At least he knows how to use this person under his own hands.

However, what will happen and the overall situation will be controlled by boss Wang.

Hongzi, little plum and pillar are just chess pieces in his hand.

He can't change that.

We can only take our own steps.

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After receiving boss Wang's order, Zhu went to Li Qiang's house according to the address.

He didn't think much. Anyway, what boss Wang asked him to do was right. If he asked too much, he would be confused. He knew too much. He didn't want to understand, so he simply didn't ask anything.

Thinking so, the pillar arrived at Li Qiang's house.

At first glance, I know that I am not a rich man. There are only two old people in my family. The house is very dilapidated. It seems that it has not been repaired for a long time.

When they saw the column coming down, the eyes of the two old people were full of confusion.

Why do so many people come to Li Qiang in more than a day?

Li Qiang, when did you have so many friends?

You know, he had few friends before, and never had so many people come to him.

What's going on recently?

Can it be said that Li Qiang has learned it well now?

The pillar was afraid to scare the two old people and asked his people to go aside first.

The pillar went in alone and asked politely, "is Li Qiang at home? I'm his friend."

Grandma Li Qiang looked at the pillar with muddy eyes: "Li Qiang, I left yesterday. I may not come back for some time. I packed up a lot of things and left ~"

Looking at her such a pillar, my heart was sour. I remember that my grandmother was like this when she was alive. I don't know whether my grandmother also cared about herself at home in the years when I came out.

The sad cells in the column began to flood.

"Oh, it's all right. He may be back in a few days. I'll come back to him later!"

The pillar said and was ready to go out.

At this time, Li Qiang's grandmother hurriedly said, "if you can find Li Qiang and tell him to come back and have a look, his grandfather and I are not young. One day, every day, maybe next time he comes back, he may not be able to see us. Alas..."

I feel sour in my nose. How does it feel like I'm talking about myself?

"Don't worry, I will!" said the pillar.

Grandma Li Qiang sighed: "yesterday, several people came over and said they were Li Qiang's friends. They brought me so much money. When Li Qiang came back, he had to return the money. Where can I ask people for so much money for no reason?"

With that, the pillar also noticed a pile of money held by a newspaper.

Here, it's almost $100000.

When I saw the money, I understood everything.

Li Qiang, you may never come back.

After asking about these things, Zhu drove back with melancholy to report to boss Wang.

On the way back, Zhu always thought of his grandmother.

People are emotional animals. No one can abandon all feelings, not even boss Wang. At best, he just controls well, but it can't be said that he has no emotional fluctuations.

The column can't.

In recent years, this feeling has become more and more obvious. Zhu even feels a little emotionally fragile.

I often sigh because of something.

Even when he saw Li Qiang's grandmother today, he would feel uncomfortable and miss his dead grandmother.

Pillars are becoming less and less suitable for mixed society.

It's just that he wants to quit now, which is undoubtedly even more difficult.

It's impossible.

Many things are not what Zhu thought. He also has to consider for boss Wang.

If you quit like this, aren't you pumping boss Wang's face with big ear photons?

"Give me a cigarette." the pillar asked the little brother next to him for a cigarette.

The little brother respectfully lit the post.

A misty puff of smoke came out of his mouth, and the column was full of melancholy. Would he feel confused when he mixed with the column? Will feel ethereal?

Is it to be so cruel and ruthless that his hands are covered with blood?

Is it to mix up like this?

Mixed society, what is it for?