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However, the tattooed man was very grateful to Bai Song at this time.

This incident was caused by his failure to stand firm. If Bai Song hadn't caught it, the whole thing would have hit him near his waist, and his life would have been probably taken!

For this kind of selfish person, he would rather others die than get hurt himself, but now he is fine when others are hurt, and he has no psychological pressure at all.

"Brother, I'm done with this matter without you." After 120 pulled the person away, the tattooed man was still frightened.

"I said I can hold it up. If the idiot across from me hadn't been able to hold up this piece of crap, it wouldn't have hit anyone." Bai Song cursed the man with a strained muscle a few times, and then didn't say much more.

"Brother, don't ask others for it. I can hold two to three hundred pounds, but I was already very tired at that time. I probably can't bear the sudden weight increase." The tattooed man said and was about to hand Bai Song a cigarette. He thought for a moment. Still haven't handed it over.

The boss came over at noon and after hearing what happened today, he was not very unhappy.

Two people were injured, and the medical expenses and compensation fees totaled 30,000 to 40,000 yuan. One piece of goods was calculated as 10,000 yuan, which could be easily solved with money.

Once someone dies, especially a tattooed man, it's going to be really big trouble. The tattooed man is a prominent manager in the company, and it is difficult to find a replacement. Moreover, the company needs to keep a low profile. It would not be a good thing if an accidental death attracts the police.

He is a bold and wise man, but these two words are not inconsistent with "caution".

"Big man, work hard here." The boss thought that it was not a bad thing for Bai Song to be a little stunned. He liked Bai Song very much: "I will give you two thousand yuan for today's matter. Follow me and work hard. If you do well in the future, I will give you a chance." Your account of 270,000 yuan is settled."

Bai Song was extremely surprised: "Boss, how do you know?"

This button was something Bai Song took the initiative to leave for his boss to check. This kind of thing is easy to arrange. At least today it will be easy to avoid being discovered.

"Okay", the boss squeezed Bai Song's arm: "I'll work with you in the afternoon."

During lunch, everyone around was a little envious of Bai Song.

Originally, everyone including the tattooed man thought that a person like Bai Song who could cause trouble and had hundreds of thousands of gambling debts would be a very troublesome person, but they didn't expect that the boss would really like him.

There are not many people who can be liked and trusted by the boss, but in everyone's opinion, these people generally have one characteristic, that is, they can make more money. We all want to get our boss to trust us, but it’s not that easy.

Bai Song was not foolish enough to think that he was really trusted. His false identity could not withstand the passage of several nights, but now, after one morning, he had done enough.

There is still a lot of work in the afternoon, and several regular customer companies have arranged transportation tasks.

He was already busy, Liu Shuyuan had several jobs to do today, and the people in the company were suddenly stretched.

In particular, these people who asked for leave are the ones the boss trusts the most! These people had been following the tattooed man on weekdays and were considered the most direct drivers. Three of them were lost this time.

At around one o'clock in the afternoon, the tattooed man entered the temporary resting place arranged for Bai Song and shouted: "Let's go, there is a job, let's go there."

"Okay." Bai Song put on his shoes slowly and then started to put on his coat.

"Hurry, stop inking."

"Okay." Bai Song stood up immediately, his belly swayed slightly, and he put on his clothes.

Bai Song had only been here for half a day, but he had gained the trust that Wang Huadong had not gained in a week. The most critical problem here was that there was an information gap.

In fact, for the boss, Bai Song still needs a few more days of testing.

But the tattooed man who is not in the inner circle mistakenly thinks that the boss already trusts Bai Song.

In the afternoon, the boss went out and informed the tattooed man that he had something to do, so the tattooed man took Bai Song away.

Bai Song didn't show any timidity and got into the car directly.

He was worried about one thing now. Wang Huadong went out in the morning and never came back.

The car that went out, especially the car that Wang Huadong was in, was always monitored. It was safer outside than in the courtyard, but he was always a little worried when it was not in his sight.

"Where are we going?" Bai Song asked.

"Hey, big man, you're lucky. You were trusted by the boss as soon as you came here, and you can participate in such a job." After the tattooed man finished speaking, he was a little envious: "I can give you another 2,000 yuan for this trip."

"So good?" Bai Song was a little wary: "Your boss is so generous, will there be any problems? Why am I worried that this is letting us sell free goods? If so, I won't do it. It's okay to be imprisoned for a few years. If you want to eat a gun, whoever wants to eat it will eat it, but I won’t eat it.”

"How is it possible? That thing is so expensive that we can transport it? What are you thinking?" The tattooed man scolded: "Just stop talking for a while and just take the goods to the destination."

"Okay." Bai Song took out a cigarette and didn't hand it to the tattooed man. Instead, he smelled it and put it back in the box.

This startled the tattooed man. He was afraid that Bai Song smoked. If this big man really smoked and produced phlegm, how much phlegm would he produce with his body type? It’s so disgusting just thinking about it!

Bai Song was enjoying himself and followed the car to a textile factory. He didn't have any special expression, but he was a little confused in his heart.

He had checked this place before, and it was true that people from the transportation company had been there, but the people in the company had no problems.

"Don't get out of the car. Just follow the car and deliver these semi-finished cotton to the outskirts of the city. Our work is done. Simple, right?" The tattooed man thought, this time he has repaid Bai Song for saving his life!

He brought Bai Song here, and the most important thing was that his boss rewarded Bai Song with 2,000 yuan. As the person who was being saved, how could he not express his gratitude? So he generously allowed Bai Song to earn 2,000 through this method.

This is repaying a favor.

"You can get two thousand without getting out of the car? That's not bad!" Bai Song was delighted.

Without getting out of the car, Baisong can tell from the rearview mirror that they are cotton products, including but not limited to quilts, mattresses, cotton-padded jackets and other items.

In addition, Bai Song also saw a few bags of unprocessed cotton. These cottons looked very ordinary, but from a distance, the quality was very good. He didn't know what would happen to them.

It took more than an hour for the car to leave here before it reached the suburbs. There was no surveillance here long ago. The tattooed man stopped the car, and several people came out from the roadside and took down several bags of cotton from the car.

Bai Song looked in the rearview mirror and saw these people briefly checking the cotton.

? ? ? Why check cotton, shouldn't you check what's inside?

With doubts, the car passed by another car, and Bai Song suddenly thought of something.

RMB papermaking requires short-staple cotton!