I'm really just the village head

In the era of underdeveloped network consulting and no nationwide networking, this kind of thing is very easy to operate.

As long as Ding Yajun stands by themselves, there is no problem.

This is related to whether Liu Chunlai can get that production line for free.

Since the other party uses this production line as bait, Liu Chunlai will naturally not be polite.

The bait is too tempting, he wants to eat it, and then spit out the hook.

He even bites the fishing line and drags the opponent into the water.

"It's okay, we have passed through to Deputy Director Tang of the police station in front of the station. But one thing, we must be there when you trade!" Ding Yajun looked serious.

They were sent in the bureau for fear that Liu Chunlai would shoot randomly.

Recorder production line!

This is what the county needs.

Even as a backbone of the public security, his salary has to be saved for a long time before he can buy one.

Isn't the county counting on Liu Chun to start more industries?

"That's for sure. This is only legal! It's better to have Deputy Director Tang and the others send someone together..." Liu Chunlai knew that this was a bit whimsical.

If there is the cooperation of the police here, that is absolutely legal.

No gun ban has been issued yet, transportation is inconvenient, plus remittance

In front of the police, the other party wants to grab customers from other places...

"I try my best." Ding Yajun smiled bitterly, "but it's not necessarily useful."

"Try it." Liu Chunlai also knew it was not that easy.

After all, they are from other places, and their relationship with the public security system here is not very good.

In the hotel.

Liu Zhijun took out the 56 semi-automatically, which had been at least 20 years old, disassembled them, and carefully maintained each part.

"Master Zhijun, we don't have a chance to shoot this time... I have no motivation to clean the gun..." Liu Qianshan looked at the pile of gun parts lying in front of the bed, and really didn't have much thoughts about maintenance.

What's more, I wipe the gun every day, and there are a lot of bullets.

During the training camp every year, how many shots can be shot when shooting...

In the past few years, the contracting of production has reached the households, and there are also training camps every year. The problem is that the militia team trained for training. After each person shot five methods two years ago, they stopped fighting!

Finally thought there was a chance this time.

Liu Chunlai carried big bags of cash, no one came to grab it!

Not scientific at all.

"Or, let's just put the money in a net bag and carry it?"

Another militiaman Liu Zhaoqian proposed.

"Uncle Zhao Qian, are you afraid that Grandpa Spring will kill you?" Liu Qianshan despised him, and then thought, "It looks like this is a good way. If you are targeted, you will definitely do it..."

"The net bag doesn't work, Chun Lai knows, it must be hot. Cut the snakeskin bag..." Liu Zhijun, who had not said a word, suddenly said.

"Crack~crack~"

The gun in his hand was installed, and even fired a shot in the air without bullets.

Very good, decades old guns still give people a reliable feeling.

Another room.

Zhang Jianmin walked around the room irritably.

Scar was lying on the bed, his eyes fixed on the ceiling, his eyes were motionless, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Feng Songtao calmly flipped through a magazine with heavy makeup and revealing girls on the cover.

"I said, Songtao, should we just wait like this? Or, let's ask Liu Chun to borrow the gun and get the money back? Seeing that this has a ball, why don't we take the money back and find something real?"

"Can they be taken back so easily, they will exist for so long?" Feng Songtao said calmly, "You, don't understand art! Lao Tzu is studying and studying with the eyes of art appreciation..."

"What did you study?" Scar looked contemptuously.

"You two, can you be more serious? How long have we been here?" Zhang Jianmin felt that he was going crazy.

When Liu Chun came before, he could bear it.

But now...

I don't know what Liu Chunlai will do.

"We can't come forward, or else we will never die when we meet." Feng Songtao sighed, "Liu Chunlai is really going to buy it with money."

"..."

Zhang Jianmin suddenly became angry.

It sounds like they weren't going to buy it with money before.

"Wait for the news." Feng Songtao continued to stare at the beauties in the magazine, looking at it with an artistic perspective.

A small port not far from the railway station.

The port is still very remote.

Originally it was just an ordinary village.

After the reform and opening up, because there was a small dock here, the small village began to become a construction site.

In the village.

In an ordinary restaurant.

Behind Jin Defu stood Lu Guozhi, and on the other side was his age, with a bald head and some fat middle-aged people.

"Lao Jin, do we need to be so polite?"

Looking at the hill-like banknotes on the table, he said with a smile.

"Brothers clearly settle the accounts? Since you are buying a car, you will pay according to the price. Here is 380,000 yuan, you click?"

"My brother, what can't you believe?"

With a wave of his bald head, someone immediately stepped forward and swept the bundles of great unity on the table into the snakeskin bag beside the table.

There is no hint of politeness.

"By the way, Lao Lin, do you have any equipment in your hand? I met an old man from a mountain city before, and it is said that the road there is very wild..." Jin Defu asked.

"Mountain City?" The bald head suddenly became alert.

Could it be that Zhang Jianmin, who was engaged by them before, is ready to come back for revenge?

"Yes, I contracted a garment factory and textile factory from the Shancheng Light Industry Bureau. I got the goods in his hands. The man was very young and had great ambitions. I heard that electronic products are very expensive, while looking for electronic products , While looking for equipment, ready to dump it to the factory under the Bureau of Light Industry..."

Jin Defu said calmly, "I just ordered this car for him."

"Very rich?" Tan Linfeng came interested.

My heart is constantly analyzing the authenticity of this information.

If he hadn't had a deep memory of Zhang Jianmin and his group, he would not have been so vigilant.

Even if it comes from other places, there is no worry.

"I don't know if there is too much money. I have shipped a few carts of leather clothing this time. I should have more than one million in my hand. Even Hong Kong businessman Zheng Tianyou and others have been involved..."

"Zheng Tianyou? Those fake foreign devils?" Tan Linfeng couldn't help but curl his lips.

Can not help but become curious about the identity of the other party.

Zhang Jianmin and the others are even the elders in the mountain city.

There are actually fatter sheep than them?

Jin Defu recounted what happened.

Tan Linfeng's interest suddenly became stronger.

con man?

It's not like that. Even people like Jin Defu buy a lot of clothes for several wagons.

"Lao Jin, can you help me introduce it? I have a tape recorder production line in my hand, and I have been unable to find a suitable buyer. If he is interested..." Tan Linfeng felt that he would meet with him first.

Explore the bottom of the other party.