big communicator

Chapter 50

At 7:15 p.m., only Qin Xiaoyu and Ding Daqiao were left in the backyard of the slaughterhouse.

Because of Ding Daqiao's knife, several middle-aged men felt quite uncomfortable eating this duck blood soup. After randomly drinking a small bowl, they all found an excuse to get up and leave. Of course, none of them were empty-handed.

The whole process takes less than 5 minutes.

Looking at the few people who left with relief, Qin Xiaoyu suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

It was originally a beautiful night, but because of his words, the atmosphere was ruined. This was his first meeting with the slaughterhouse staff, and the ending was not perfect at all.

If he had known that this would be the result, he would definitely not have asked at the time, and he would have saved a small fortune.

"Qin Xiaoyu, do you have any other questions?" After clearing away the bowls and chopsticks, Ding Daqiao returned to his seat with a piece of pork. If there was nothing else, he was going to drive Qin Xiaoyu home. Will have to work the night shift.

Director Wang of the department has been a little irritable recently. In the cusp of this storm, it is better for him to be quiet.

"No more." Thinking of Ding Daqiao's terrifying smile before, Qin Xiaoyu stopped thinking for a while.

just forget it.

The days ahead are long, and the contact between him and Ding Daqiao has just begun. When the time comes, he will naturally know everything he needs to know.

"Really?" Lifting the pork in his hand, Ding Daqiao said with a smile, "Now there are only two of us here, if you want to ask anything, just ask, don't keep it in your heart, we are friends."

From Qin Xiaoyu's eyes, Ding Daqiao knew that he must have a lot of things he wanted to ask, but he didn't say it because he had concerns in his heart. Since he made him a friend, he had nothing to hide.

"That's what you said." After listening to Ding Daqiao's words, Qin Xiaoyu couldn't help it anymore, "That knife of yours"

"Wait," Ding Daqiao interrupted when Qin Xiaoyu raised the knife again, "I'll prepare first."

After finishing speaking, he put down the pork in his hand, and silently took out his mobile phone from his pocket, with a very melancholy expression.

As soon as Ding Daqiao took out his mobile phone, Qin Xiaoyu felt that he had been fooled.

Don't you want to give out red envelopes again?

"Okay, you can ask." To Qin Xiaoyu's surprise, this time Ding Daqiao didn't conduct a paid question and answer like before. He just turned on the phone screen and took a look, then put it back.

"I just want to ask, if I had chosen to save myself, what would I have seen?" Seeing that Ding Daqiao had put his phone back, Qin Xiaoyu asked with confidence, with a bit of conscience.

"That's it?" After listening to Qin Xiaoyu's words, Ding Daqiao said indifferently, "Of course I saw another knife, what else could it be?"

"Two knives? Is there any difference?" Qin Xiaoyu felt that things would definitely not be that simple, otherwise why would Ding Daqiao ask each time before making a move.

"The difference is not very big," Ding Daqiao said while sitting down on the seat again, biting his nails, "Saving others and saving oneself are the names of two knives, but the colors are different. If there is any difference, That is, the price of saving oneself is a little more expensive than saving others.”

"That's all?" Qin Xiaoyu asked in disbelief after hearing Ding Daqiao's answer.

If you say this, does it mean that when you look at saving yourself, there will be more red envelopes.

"That's all." Ding Daqiao replied.

"Okay." Qin Xiaoyu was disappointed. He thought that saving others and saving oneself represented different meanings.

"You get what you pay for," Ding Daqiao said, noticing Qin Xiaoyu's disappointment, "When saving someone, it's usually just blood. If it's about saving oneself, things can get serious."

"Really?" After listening to Ding Daqiao's words, Qin Xiaoyu was stunned, it was more serious than seeing blood, what else could it be.

Taking a sneak peek at Ding Daqiao, Qin Xiaoyu suddenly felt that he was a little scary. If it was as he said just now, then his situation was actually quite dangerous.

"Of course it's fake. You can believe it. Qin Xiaoyu has to use his brain more when thinking about problems."

At 7:30, Qin Xiaoyu got on Ding Daqiao's tricycle on time. Not long after arriving at the slaughterhouse, Wang Cuifang called, urging Qin Xiaoyu to go back quickly, because the Kung Fu man who came out for a blind date disappeared.

Of course, the reason why Wang Cuifang was so anxious was actually a more important reason, and that was that Li Jiali complained to her family after she returned.

Why don't you know etiquette, be frivolous, go on a blind date with him, and even your own mobile phone is broken, etc., and everything is arranged, although Li Jiali's mobile phone has returned to normal after returning home, but since If they are all slandered, just ignore them automatically.

Dare to let my old lady go back by bicycle and wait to be scolded.

Wang Cuifang's colleague was very honest. In the subsequent call, she directly relayed Li Jiali's original words to her.

Wang Cuifang didn't really believe Li Jiali's words. As Qin Xiaoyu's mother, Wang Cuifang knew her son very well. Although Qin Xiaoyu was a bit dull, he would definitely not be as unbearable as Li Jiali said. There must be something in it What was the misunderstanding? I couldn't explain clearly on the phone, so I had to urge Qin Xiaoyu to go home quickly so that I could ask clearly in person.

"By the way, aren't you afraid of being seen by others when you kill pigs?" After driving for a while, Qin Xiaoyu remembered another thing.

Ding Daqiao's method must not be seen. If this is seen, it will not be a bomb, but as a service industry, this situation should be difficult to avoid.

"Our slaughterhouse has a rule that outsiders are not allowed to enter to watch when pigs are slaughtered." Ding Daqiao said.

"Does it work?" Qin Xiaoyu asked, this rule is quite unreasonable to be honest, you can still manage customers, not everyone can be so relieved.

"If you think it doesn't work, go find someone else. Anyway, if you cooperate with us, you must abide by our rules."

"Can you still make money in this way?" Qin Xiaoyu asked.

"Looking at the good or bad of the market, our customer source is fairly stable. After all, our strength lies there. It is no exaggeration to say that I have already contracted the pig slaughtering business in the western part of the city." Ding Daqiao said proudly.

"Then what if you sneak in by accident?"

"They can't get in," Ding Daqiao understood Qin Xiaoyu's meaning, "I set up a formation in the backyard."

"..."

Qin Xiaoyu didn't know whether he should believe it or not. The more he talked with Ding Daqiao, the easier it was for him to doubt life. Does such a thing as formation really exist?

"Lucking wealth into treasure formation, have you heard of it?" Seeing Qin Xiaoyu frowning in thought, Ding Daqiao thought Qin Xiaoyu knew about this formation, so he asked.

"I've never heard of it, but the name is quite auspicious."

"It's just a small formation with a little effect. This formation has two main uses. One is to confuse customers, and the other is to gather wealth."

"Is it useful?" Qin Xiaoyu asked.

"How should I put it, before Hong Lie's 30 yuan was paid, I always thought it was OK."

"This formation is quite clever"

(End of this chapter)