Chapter 2354

"Alright, get in the car."

Yu Xiangjun was expressionless, his voice cold and decisive; he absolutely could not give Jia Dai and the others too much time to think, or even an opportunity to ask questions.

Jia Dai's brow furrowed slightly, staring fixedly at Wen Sanmao's face, wanting to find something from his expression. However, apart from a face full of confusion and doubt, there were no other expressions on Wen Sanmao's face.

Jia Dai looked at Wen Sanmao deeply, his inner doubts deepening. How could Yu Xiangjun release Wen Sanmao, and who was this person grateful to Wen Sanmao? With a heart full of doubts, Jia Dai still obediently got into the police car.

At the same time, the gazes of Duzai and Gedeng also fell on Wen Sanmao, but their eyes were different from Jia Dai's. Apart from doubt, their eyes also revealed a trace of coldness. Clearly, they had thought of something.

Wen Sanmao stood in place, watching Jia Dai and the others get into the police car one by one in a daze, but his eyes were empty and unfocused, because his heart had been pondering who had such great face to be able to protect him under these circumstances.

Several names appeared in his head, but they were all denied by him in the end. It wasn't that these people didn't have the ability to protect him, but they didn't have clairvoyance or clairaudience; how would they know what happened here and contact Yu Xiangjun in time to protect him? No matter how he thought about it, all of this appeared too bizarre, making it hard for people to believe.

Moreover, those people weren't the type to do good deeds without leaving their names. Since they helped him today, they would definitely let him know their names, because only then would he know to whom he should send the "gratitude fee."

In addition, there was Yu Xiangjun's last sentence—someone was grateful to him. The meaning of this couldn't be clearer: he had once helped this person. And this person was clearly at the scene, saw that he had encountered trouble, and therefore came forward to protect him.

Thinking and thinking, Wen Sanmao's brain crashed a bit; he had filled in the plot, but a bug appeared—he hadn't seemed to do any good deeds in his half-life, nor had he helped anyone, so for what reason did this person want to thank him and help him so enthusiastically?

Just as Wen Sanmao was standing at the bar entrance, his brain turning until it smoked, the inside of the bar was a mess. The waiters and waitresses were scrambling to clean up the aftermath; there were broken plates, bowls, and shards of wine bottles everywhere on the floor.

It was also mixed with blood, alcohol, urine, fruit plates, nuts, snacks trampled into mush, and all kinds of indescribable garbage; the smell was simply impossible to describe in words—it was quite pungent.

However, by comparison, the damage to the tables and chairs wasn't too serious. Although the wooden tabletops were smashed into pits and the iron chair legs had lost paint, they could still be used for the time being, so they were rearranged and would be replaced with new ones tomorrow.

And not a single guest had left; some even took the initiative to help clean up, not treating themselves as guests at all. Even more surprising was that those guys beaten by Chang Shengli were now laughing and talking, their moods seeming exceptionally pleasant.

And in the corners that weren't affected, two groups of people sat in two different directions, watching this grand drama from beginning to end. Of course, they also saw Zhou Andong leave surrounded by bodyguards.

And these two groups of people were no strangers to Zhou Andong. One group was Liu Zhiguang and Lei Ming; they had arrived at the bar after eating, even earlier than Jia Dai and the others.

At this time, Liu Zhiguang's face was gloomy, picking up the wine glass in front of him and gulping down a mouthful. He had really been hanging his head on his belt for the past two years, especially last year, when he was almost caught at the border, and Lao Qing was shot, almost dying in Russia.

It must be said here that the former Soviet Union had a hierarchical division for light industry, heavy industry, and agriculture. In this hierarchical system, heavy industry was placed first, and its development focus was concentrated in the two regions of Ukraine and Belarus. By contrast, light industry was arranged in some of the younger brother countries in Eastern Europe.

After the collapse of the Soviet Union, the high-level officials in Russia gradually realized the importance of developing light industry. However, the wrong economic route taken by Yeltsin not only failed to promote the development of light industry but further weakened Russia's economic strength, allowing several oligarch forces to gradually rise and grow.

It is no exaggeration to say that in today's Russia, those who truly hold real power are not the government, but the oligarchs. They only need to sit together and discuss for a while to easily replace those prime ministers who dare to oppose them, thereby ensuring their economic policies are implemented smoothly.

Russia's original intention was to hope to get rid of the economic crisis in this way, but facts proved that although shock therapy had achieved certain success in Bolivia, for Russia, it was a total disaster.

This therapy not only failed to save Russia's economy but led to its collapse overnight, and the whole country fell into a turbulent situation, with the economic crisis becoming increasingly serious.

Especially before the collapse of the Soviet Union, society already had serious supply shortages, and people's living standards had dropped significantly. Under these circumstances, the Russian government adopted extreme policy adjustments, attempting to save the economy through radical reforms.

However, a weak Russia simply couldn't withstand such major surgery; it was like forcibly pouring a dose of strong medicine into a terminally ill person, and the result not only failed to bring Russia back to life but pushed its economy into the abyss.

At the same time, the oligarchs took advantage of the country's chaos to amass wealth, using various means to swallow a large number of state-owned enterprises. Although these oligarchs possessed huge wealth, they didn't know how to operate enterprises, nor did they care about the country's long-term development.

Thus, they chose to dismantle the factories and then sell Russia's very important industrial assets to foreign buyers at extremely low prices. This short-sighted behavior led to a devastating blow to Russia's industrial system, and the originally complete industrial chain was completely torn apart.

When winter arrived, Russians faced severe survival challenges. Due to the collapse of the industrial system, the country couldn't produce enough warm clothing, and people shivered in the bitter cold, their lives becoming exceptionally difficult.

Therefore, Liu Zhiguang could be said to have gained from misfortune, not only establishing contact with the Russian Mafia but also getting to know a military captain. Although this captain's official position wasn't high, he was the key figure for Liu Zhiguang to open up the China-Russia smuggling channel.

It was winter at the time, and Liu Zhiguang keenly sensed the business opportunity. However, he had no funds available at the time, so he negotiated with the Mafia. He told the other party that he had the ability to get a large amount of light industrial products, especially cold-weather clothing, and the quantity was unlimited, but the premise was that the other party had to pay half of the payment first, and he was willing to stay in Russia as a hostage.

It must be admitted that when people are at the end of their rope, they often stimulate infinite potential. Liu Zhiguang successfully won the other party's trust by using himself as a hostage and successfully obtained half of the payment. This money was subsequently remitted to the account he had previously opened at HSBC in Hong Kong.

Immediately after, Liu Zhiguang quickly contacted his girlfriend in the capital and began to purchase a large amount of light industrial products, especially cotton-padded clothes. Because the quantity of goods needed was huge, the entire procurement process took more than two months to finally complete. Finally, with the help of the newly opened smuggling channel, these goods successfully entered Russia.

Just this once, Liu Zhiguang earned more than ten million, and it was in US dollars. This excited him to death, thinking smugly that he had earned more than ten million US dollars at once; converted into RMB, that was over a hundred million. By contrast, even if Zhou Andong became the factory director of the winery, so what? Wasn't he still being stepped under his feet?

When Liu Zhiguang returned to the country in high spirits, preparing to go back to Jiangzhou to have a good meeting with Zhou Andong, a piece of news he saw by chance made him dumbfounded instantly. Zhou Andong not only spent billions of US dollars to acquire Sony shares, becoming Sony's fourth-largest shareholder, but also donated a huge sum of one billion US dollars to the country.

Seeing this news, Liu Zhiguang's first reaction was that he couldn't accept it, and then he felt it was fake news. He widened his eyes, staring fixedly at the newspaper in his hand, muttering in his heart, how could Zhou Andong have so much money? This must be fake, absolutely fake!

However, no matter how he denied and questioned it, the facts were right in front of him, and he couldn't help but believe it. Because what he was holding was the People's Daily. In the end, Liu Zhiguang had to helplessly accept this cruel reality, and his mood fell from the clouds to the bottom of the valley.

But he couldn't figure it out no matter what; he had his head on his belt, only moving goods once every six months, fighting for his life, and only earning this much money. But Zhou Andong? Wasn't he just selling wine and drinks? How on earth did he earn so much money?

What made him even more powerless was that Zhou Andong actually donated one billion US dollars to the country. Even if he moved goods three times a year and earned one hundred million each time, it would take a full thirty years to earn the money Zhou Andong donated at once. How was he supposed to take revenge? Naturally, his interest in returning to Jiangzhou disappeared.

Therefore, just now when he saw Zhou Andong leave surrounded by bodyguards, even in such a chaotic scene, there were still people enthusiastically greeting Zhou Andong, calling him Chairman Zhou one after another.

His heart was now filled with hatred and jealousy, his eyes were red, he bit his teeth tightly, and secretly swore that he must get back the humiliation he had suffered from Zhou Andong twofold!

And the other group of people in another corner were Qin Changzhi and Shen Mingsheng's brother-in-law, Quan Xin. Because the automobile manufacturing base was intercepted by Cheng Zhanjun and Deng Zhangli and finally settled in Jiangzhou, Qin Changzhi was unwilling.

Thus, he returned to the capital, attempting to use the Quan family's influence to persuade Shen Mingsheng to place the base in Fengjing, or any place other than Jiangzhou would do.

The Quan family belonged to a first-tier family in the capital, and its strength and influence could not be underestimated. However, compared with top families like the Tong family and the Yin family, although it seemed to be only a line apart, this seemingly insignificant gap was actually an insurmountable chasm. Precisely because of this, whether it was Qin Changzhi or Yin Mingsheng, they were convinced that the Quan family would definitely give the Tong family and the Yin family this face.

After Qin Changzhi finished his work, he arrived in the capital last night. Today, he accompanied his wife and children to go shopping and watch movies, living freely for a day. In the evening, Qin Changzhi contacted Quan Xin through a friend and made an appointment at the First Bar, and then visited the Quan family as Quan Xin's friend.

Because there was no interaction between the Tong family and the Quan family, if Qin Changzhi wanted to visit the Quan family, he needed to consider what identity to go with. If he went as the executive vice mayor of Fengjing, he feared it wouldn't be enough weight, and he might not be able to see the Quan family's old man.

If he visited as a junior of the Tong family, perhaps he could successfully see the old man Quan, and talking about feelings wouldn't be a big problem either. But the problem was, if he hoped the Quan family would support placing the automobile manufacturing base in Fengjing, then visiting as a junior of the Tong family would inevitably give people a feeling of using power to suppress others.

In this way, regardless of whether the Quan family finally agreed, Qin Changzhi might offend the Quan family because of this. Although with the Tong family as a backing, it was unlikely the Quan family would take any substantive action against him, it was still entirely possible to create some trouble for him in certain aspects and disgust him.

Therefore, after careful consideration, Qin Changzhi believed that only by visiting the Quan family as Quan Xin's friend was the most appropriate choice. In this way, what he represented was only himself, but the Quan family couldn't ignore the Tong family behind him.

In this way, the matter of him asking the Quan family to persuade Shen Mingsheng to place the base in Fengjing wouldn't be considered using power to suppress others, and the Quan family would have to consider the Tong family's thoughts. By then, he would mention Yin Mingsheng again, and the Quan family absolutely wouldn't not give this face.

At the same time, Chang Shengli's subordinate, whom everyone called Little Eyes—that is, the guy who arrived at the bar first and was responsible for monitoring Tang Lin—was getting off a van and walking into a dilapidated tube building. This building looked old, the walls were peeling, and the stairs were narrow.

Little Eyes ran up to the fourth floor quickly, took out a key, and opened the door to one of the rooms. As soon as the door was pushed open, a foul smell rushed toward him; the room was a mess, with beer bottles and cigarette butts all over the floor, as well as some moldy and smelly leftovers; clearly, no one had cleaned here for a long time.

After Little Eyes came in, his eyes, which had always been unable to open, suddenly opened a slit, a flash of essence flashed in the slit of his eyes, and then he quickly entered the bedroom, where there was only a bed and a broken wardrobe.

He turned around in this small space, finally stopped in front of the wardrobe, and his gaze fell on the wardrobe, looking at it thoughtfully. After about two or three minutes, this guy pushed hard without warning, and the wardrobe collapsed to the ground, making a dull sound.

Then, he squatted down, extended his right hand, knocked on the bottom of the wardrobe lightly, and then stood up and walked out of the room. Not long after, he came back with a hammer in his hand, not knowing where he found it. He gripped the hammer tightly and smashed it hard against the wooden board at the bottom of the wardrobe without hesitation.

With a "crack," the wooden board shattered instantly. Following the shattering of the wooden board, a gold bracelet and a gold necklace rolled out from the broken wooden board. Little Eyes' eyes immediately lit up, a look of excitement bloomed on his face, and he quickly reached out, grabbed the gold necklace and bracelet in his hand, and looked at them carefully.

The gold shone brightly under the light, emitting an alluring glow. Little Eyes played with them for a while, unable to put them down, then carefully put them into his pocket. Then he raised the hammer again and continued to smash toward the wooden board at the bottom of the wardrobe.

"Bang bang bang..."

Every blow carried great power, and the wooden board kept shattering under his fierce attack. Following the complete shattering of the wooden board, more gold jewelry and bundles of US dollars and Hong Kong dollars rolled out from inside, covering the floor.

The glow of this wealth made Little Eyes' eyes go straight; his body trembled involuntarily, as if he were somewhat overwhelmed by this sudden wealth.

Little Eyes took continuous deep breaths, stabilized his rapidly beating heart, quickly took off his coat, piled the gold and money on the floor onto his clothes, and then wrapped them up tightly.

After wrapping them up, he hugged the heavy bundle and rushed out the door like a gust of wind. Soon, he arrived at the van downstairs, quickly opened the door, jumped into the car, and then stepped on the accelerator to the end; the van sped away like an arrow off a string and soon disappeared into the vast night.

Half an hour later, Little Eyes drove the slightly dilapidated van and stopped slowly in front of a six-story ordinary residential building in Chaoyang District. His heartbeat accelerated involuntarily, and his face was filled with an excited smile.

As soon as the car stopped, Little Eyes couldn't wait to push open the door and jumped out of the car quickly like a monkey. After locking the car door skillfully, he rushed toward the unit door in a hurry, taking two or three steps at a time.

As soon as he entered the unit door, Little Eyes rushed up to the third floor in one leap of two or three steps, then stood in front of the door of the middle household and knocked lightly.

"Who is it?"

A voice came from inside the door, carrying a trace of laziness and alluring charm, drilling straight into Little Eyes' ears.

"It's me!" Little Eyes was afraid the neighbors would hear, so he lowered his voice as much as possible, but still let the person inside hear: "Little Eyes!"

As soon as his voice fell, the door opened with a creak. A woman stood in front of him, wearing a silk pajama, the neckline slightly open, revealing her snow-white chest, the looming cleavage making people want to have wild thoughts. And her legs were slender and straight, half-covered by the hem of the pajama, adding a few more temptations.

"Little Eyes!" When the woman saw Little Eyes, a look of surprise immediately appeared on her face. She reached out, grabbed Little Eyes' arm, and then pulled hard, pulling Little Eyes into the room.

With a bang, the door was tightly closed. Little Eyes hugged the woman's waist like a hungry tiger pouncing on food, impatiently bringing his lips toward the woman's mouth.

"Ah!"

The woman suddenly let out an exclamation, quickly raised her hand, and tightly covered Little Eyes' mouth: "What's the rush!"

The woman's coquettish voice revealed a trace of playfulness: "I have prepared wine and food, let's drink a little first."

Little Eyes didn't seem very interested in the woman's suggestion, muttering somewhat unwillingly: "Can't we drink after we finish the business?"

The woman gave Little Eyes a look, seemingly carrying a bit of reproach, but soon restored her smile, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing a charming smile, and said softly: "Aren't you afraid that Chang Shengli will suddenly come back and run into you, then chop you up to feed the dogs?"

When Little Eyes heard this, he laughed triumphantly: "Don't worry, he absolutely won't be able to come back for eight or ten years."

The woman's eyes lit up instantly, and she hurriedly pressed: "So, your plan succeeded?"

"Of course!" Little Eyes laughed even more triumphantly: "Tomorrow we can fly far away, and in the future, we can be together openly!"

The woman's eyes flickered, and she asked: "Did you really find the things?"

"Found them!" Little Eyes was so excited he couldn't control himself; he couldn't help but laugh out loud, and even started to dance: "Actually, I didn't hold much hope; after all, that was just a sentence he said casually when he was drunk. Who could have thought it was actually true!"

Little Eyes' voice trembled because of excitement: "So much gold and money, all hidden under the wardrobe, and it was actually found by me just like that."

The woman on the side was equally excited, her eyes flashing with excited light; she hugged Little Eyes directly and then kissed him hard on the face.

This sudden kiss caught Little Eyes off guard, making his whole person feel a bit dizzy, and he kept giggling foolishly.

"Come!" The woman pulled Little Eyes to the dining table: "Today is really worth celebrating, we must drink a few cups!"

"Okay!" Little Eyes was infected by the woman's mood; he felt tonight was indeed worth celebrating.

The woman turned and walked into the kitchen, soon coming out with two wine glasses. She sat down next to Little Eyes, then opened a bottle of beer and poured a full glass of wine for Little Eyes first.

"Where did you put all the things?" The woman asked casually while pouring the wine.

"In the car!" Little Eyes answered, and at the same time, his hand unconsciously hugged the woman's waist, feeling the temperature and softness of her waist, which couldn't help but make Little Eyes' heart ripple, and his thoughts started to drift.

The woman picked up the wine glass in front of her lightly, slowly pouring the transparent liquid into it until the glass was almost overflowing, then put down the wine bottle, and at the same time, a charming smile appeared on her face.

"Little Eyes, come, let's drink a cross-cupped wine."

"Cross-cupped wine is good!" Little Eyes immediately picked up his wine glass, crossed his arms with the woman's, forming a perfect cross-cupped posture, and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

Seeing this, the smile on the woman's face became even brighter. She picked up the wine bottle lightly and filled Little Eyes' glass again. Then, she slowly stood up and sat on his lap.

The woman's body was soft and warm, her hair brushing against Little Eyes' cheek lightly, bringing a faint fragrance. Especially her charming eyes, as if they could hook the soul, making Little Eyes' heartbeat accelerate involuntarily.

"Little Eyes, come, drink another cup." The woman's voice was delicate, full of teasing and temptation.

Little Eyes' heart began to ripple, unable to resist the woman's charm, and he drank the wine in the glass in one gulp without hesitation.

Next, the woman kept pouring wine into Little Eyes' mouth cup after cup. Soon, Little Eyes' eyes began to become blurred, and his vision became unclear. He shook his head, trying to make himself clearer.

"Damn, what's going on, I've only drunk a few bottles of beer, why can't I open my eyes..."

Little Eyes muttered in his mouth, his voice getting smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared completely. Then with a bang, Little Eyes' head hit the table, and then he didn't move, only the sound of snoring coming from his throat.

The woman sneered, didn't look at Little Eyes again, and stood up into the bedroom. After about ten minutes, the woman appeared in the living room again, with a leather suitcase in her hand.

She groped on Little Eyes, found the car key, and pushed the door and left without any nostalgia, leaving only the snoring Little Eyes and the mess on the table.