Chapter 39 The Wisdom of Little People
On one side is Li Ming’s plan, and on the other side is another story.
At night, there were still maroon wooden tables in Ant's unsecured financial loan company, but now there were two trembling men kneeling in front of the wooden table.
One is Xiaotian and the other is Anzai.
An electric oven was set up next to the wooden table. At this time, Brother Zong was grilling the steak with a squeaking smell of nuts on it.
"Xiaotian, Anzai, you have been in the company for a year or two, and you should know what kind of person I am." Brother Zong glanced at the two people kneeling on the ground in front of him, picked up the steak and looked at the color, and said casually, "What I like most is reasoning, and what I dislike the most is dishonest, so tell me the truth, is Wenbo gone?"
The barbecue on the plate continued to make a sound. The originally subtle sound hit the hearts of the two of them like a drum beat, as if the next second I would be placed on a hot barbecue plate.
Xiaotian hesitated for a moment and nodded first.
Zong Rui cut the steak with blood with scissors into small pieces, put it slowly on two plates, then took out two toothpicks and inserted it on the meat piece, then placed the plate on the floor in front of the two, and then said calmly, "Is it made by Li Ming?"
I don’t know if it was stimulated by the scent of the meat in front of me or because of fear, Xiaotian swallowed a saliva, and then said incoherently, “Brother Zong, we don’t know the specifics. Li Ming called us up the mountain and said a lot of messy things, and then pulled us along the bend mountain road... Later, he told us that Bogo was going to kill him, but he killed him... We two really don’t know what happened."
Zong Rui nodded and squatted down, looking at An Zai who had been silent since he was just now and asked with a smile, "Why don't you eat meat? Do you think my skills are not good?"
"No... Brother Zong..." An Zai was so frightened that he was about to raise his head and explain, when he saw Zong Rui's smiling but cold-eyed face.
"Eat meat first. After you finish it, tell me everything, okay?" Zong Rui reached out and patted An Zai's shoulder and said.
How many ways to eat the best beef?
Place on a delicate dining plate in a five-star restaurant and eat with a knife and fork in an elegant symphony.
Place it on the grill for a picnic and eat it with the cold and clear beer.
These methods are excellent.
But the way An Zai and Xiaotian eat meat is obviously not good.
The two knelt on the ground like wild dogs and stuffed the beef from the plate into their mouths. After chewing it a few rough chews and swallowing it hard, they raised their heads anxiously to look at Zong Rui sitting on the chair in front of them.
Zong Rui wiped the oil stains on his hands, picked up a cigar and put it on the tip of his nose, and asked while smelling the tobacco. He looked at the two of them and said, "I have finished eating the meat, let's start talking."
An Zai wiped the sweat stains on his forehead, then looked at Xiaotian and said slowly, "Brother Ming, no, it's Li Ming. He told me that when Bo Ge framed him, he had a conflict with Zhang San and accidentally killed Zhang San because Zhang San's uncle was the captain of the [Order Military Police], so he thought about destroying Zhang San's followers and Li Ming's mouth, but he was killed by Li Ming...
"Look, he could get more than 100,000 out of that cripple......" An Zai bit and said, "Besides, three months will not be long. If he can't get the money then, we won't blame us for selling him."
Chapter completed!