Rebirth 98, the rise starts from ripping off Microsoft

"Mr. Lu, tell me clearly, do you really plan to find bodyguards, or are you looking for thugs like everyone else? Let me declare in advance that I will not do anything illegal."

With Zhao Tiezhu's skills as a scout, as long as he is willing to do dirty work, he doesn't have to worry about finding a job. There are many people who are willing to pay to recruit him.

But the education he received and his character did not allow him to embark on that path. Otherwise, he would have followed his third uncle long ago.

You know, some of them now have a monthly income of over 10,000 yuan!

Lu Yiming smiled and said: "Where are you thinking? Am I that kind of person? I am mainly handsome and rich. When I see a man, I am envious and jealous. You can't protect me alone, so I

I want you to call a few more brothers together. Let me tell you, as a person, I have always valued harmony, and harmony brings wealth. I will not do such illegal things as killing."

Li Yiwen stood aside and rolled his eyes as he listened.

On the other hand, Zhao Tiezhu has a simple and honest personality. He actually believed what Lu Yiming said, and happily touched his head and smiled: "Ah? Is that so? I'm sorry, I misunderstood you."

Lu Yiming then asked: "Where do you live now?"

Zhao Tiezhu said with some embarrassment: "Um...it's not cold in Xiangjiang anyway. We can deal with it by finding a place to shelter from the rain."

To put it simply, sleep wherever you go.

Lu Yiming was speechless. These people from the mainland who come to Xiangjiang always think that the outside is paradise, no matter what. The result? At home, they sleep in warm quilts and eat hot meals and hot dishes. After arriving here, they sleep in the open air.

No words can describe their misery.

There are still a group of mainlanders who think that Xiangjiang is good, that is democracy and freedom.

Simply sick.

"Forget it, let's go out first, then find a place to have a meal, and then you go contact your comrades." Lu Yiming said.

"good."

Several people had just left the police station when a man ran over panting and said to Zhao Tiezhu with a strong northwest accent: "Tiezhu, something happened to the third uncle."

Zhao Tiezhu was a little surprised and asked quickly: "Ren Gang, are you telling the truth?"

Later, Zhao Tiezhu introduced to Lu Yiming: "Mr. Lu, this Ren Gang is a fellow countryman of mine, and he is still following my third uncle to cause trouble."

Lu Yiming nodded slightly and said nothing.

Zhao Tiezhu then asked Ren Gang: "What's going on?"

Although he expressed disdain for the industry that his third uncle was engaged in, after all, there were some unrelated relatives, so he still had to ask.

Ren Gang said: "The third uncle was caught by a group of debt collectors. I saw with my own eyes that the group of people dragged him into a shop and beat him. When we passed by, those people said that they couldn't get out the money.

For one hundred thousand, I will lose one of my third uncle's hands."

"Two hundred thousand!"

Zhao Tiezhu couldn't help being speechless after hearing this.

The salary Lu Yiming offered him was only two thousand yuan a month, which in his opinion was already a very high salary.

For these two hundred thousand, he had to work for eight years without food or water!

Although he couldn't get the two hundred thousand, Zhao Tiezhu was not a character that would not save him. He said to Lu Yiming: "Mr. Lu, I have one thing to solve first. When I solve the problem, I will go to the dock and wait for you.

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Lu Yiming nodded indifferently, and then said: "Let me go and have a look too."

Then he asked Li Yiwen to call Zheng Zhiguang, then stopped a taxi, and led by Ren Gang to a tea restaurant.

In the tea restaurant, Zhao Tiezhu's third uncle, Zhao Dali, was kneeling on the ground. He had been beaten into a pig's head. From the looks of it, he probably wouldn't be able to recover in a year or a half.

In front of him, a tattooed man wearing black silk printed short-sleeves, sunglasses on his head, a cigar in his mouth, his right foot on a stool, said coldly: "It's not easy to find you.

Tell me, when will you repay the two hundred thousand you owe me?"

When Zhao Dali heard this, he immediately cried.

"Brother Kun, I clearly borrowed 150,000 yuan back then."

Brother Kun held his pipe in his mouth and said vaguely: "Don't you want interest? It seems that your brain is not working very well. Someone, please come and make him sober."

Then, several people came over and beat and kicked Zhao Dali again, until Zhao Dali cried for his father and mother, begging for mercy again and again.

"Don't fight, don't fight. I remembered, it's 200,000 yuan! I will pay it back, I will pay it back. Brother Kun, please give me a few more days of grace."

Brother Kun spit a thick mouthful of phlegm in Zhao Dali's face and said: "Bah, who will believe this nonsense? I, Brother Kun, dare to hide from your debts. I don't throw you directly into Causeway Bay to feed fish, shrimps and crabs. It's my kindness."

.You go find someone to get money to redeem it now, otherwise, I guarantee that you won’t be able to see the sun tomorrow.”

Zhao Dali cried and begged for mercy: "Brother Kun, it's not that I refuse to pay back the money, it's that I really have no money. All my money was defrauded by stockbrokers to invest in the stock market. I really didn't expect that these people are so helpless."

It’s human nature to even defraud liars out of their money!”

Brother Kun blew out a smoke ring and snorted: "Okay, if you don't have money, just leave your hand. The rules that should be followed still need to be followed, otherwise how can I, Brother Kun, still hang out on the street?"

Then, Brother Kun picked up a bright half-meter-long watermelon knife from the table.

Zhao Dali was immediately frightened and turned pale.

At this moment, Zhao Tiezhu strode in.

"Wait a moment."

Brother Kun didn't expect that someone would interrupt him when he was doing his work. He immediately squinted his eyes slightly, turned to look at Zhao Tiezhu, and cursed: "Where the hell did you come from, a street kid like you?"

When Zhao Dali saw Zhao Tiezhu coming in, he suddenly became happy and shouted: "Tiezhu, Tiezhu, save me."

Zhao Tiezhu glanced at Zhao Dali, gritted his teeth and said: "He owes you money, I will help him find a way, you let him go first. If you lose a hand, you will be useless."

Brother Kun glanced at Zhao Tiezhu and saw that he was all dressed up and selling goods, and said disdainfully: "He owes me two hundred thousand, can you afford it? If you don't have the money, go away, or else I will kill you too."

Zhao Tiezhu was unhappy, with an angry look on his face: "Why are you so unreasonable?"

Brother Kun was immediately amused by these words: "Be reasonable? Bah! Go get a few people and try to reason with this idiot."

Several younger brothers shouted loudly and rushed towards Zhao Tiezhu.

Zhao Tiezhu didn't panic, and knocked down these gangsters in three strokes, five divisions, and two divisions.

Brother Kun's face changed slightly, and he sneered with a ferocious expression: "Oh, you are pretty good at it. It seems that if I don't give you some color to see, you don't know why the flowers are so red! Brothers, come on!"

The boys got up from the ground, ran to the corner, and each of them took out a machete.

Seeing the conflict escalate, Lu Yiming walked in from the outside and said slowly: "I will pay back the money he owes you. You let him go first."

Brother Kun looked at Lu Yiming with contempt, and said a little irritably: "Who the hell are you?"