District 9

On the way back to Xinxiang Living Village.

The second son of the third room asked Wang Zongtang: "What do you mean, old man?"

Wang Zongtang lit a cigarette, pondered for a while, and then truthfully recounted his conversation with the clan leader.

After hearing this, the second child replied with some excitement: "Brother, don't listen to the old man deceiving you. This is him and his son setting a trap for you. It's obvious that the plan is to revenge Tianhui, but he is afraid of causing trouble on our side. Backlash, he couldn't feel our pulse, so he came up with such an excuse. If you think about it carefully, Wang Zongxiang and the police chief of Songjiang have become brothers to the point of being brothers. If this case is handed over to the police station, The facts are unclear, but that woman Xiaoqin could have sentenced Xiaohui to death if she just let Wang Zongxiang say a few words if she had a red eye."

Wang Zongtang was silent.

"Let me put it bluntly, it is difficult to explain clearly the matter of breaking the shoes. There were only three of them that night, and now Wang Tiannan and Zhang Qing are dead, what the hell is going on, the police station is fucking We may not be able to find out clearly." The second child turned around and said to Wang Zongtang again: "Tianhui said he didn't kill anyone and was knocked unconscious. Assuming this is all true, was Zhang Qing the one who killed him? "

Wang Zongtang was stunned.

"But now Zhang Qing is dead, Tianhui has been brought back for several days, and the first-hand confession has not been recorded. In addition, the case is handled by the underworld police superintendent, and the director is Qin Yu. We have a big festival here. Can they provide you with a complete chain of evidence? If you have to be cautious, how do you ask the police station to investigate? What can they find out?" The second child added again: "I'll tell you. , as long as Tianhui goes to the police station, no matter whether he does it or not, it will be him in the end."

Wang Zongtang smoked a cigarette and fell into deep thought.

"Tianhui has been handed over, so there are too many uncontrollable factors, brother!" The second brother frowned and said, "You can't agree to this condition of the old man no matter what."

Wang Zongtang slowly raised his head: "Then what do you think we should do?"

"Before Wang Tiannan's funeral, we will send Xiaohui away. I have many friends in Zangfu and will send him to stay there for a few years." The second child thought about it for a while and said, "I will tell the old man later that Tianhui is scared. If I run away, we won’t be able to find anyone.”

"This won't work." Wang Zongtang replied in a low voice: "Didn't I tell you just now? The old man is trying to point me out. If I don't surrender, the big house may run out of supplies and food for us. You also know that, Although our Sanfang has done business casually for so many years, the first-hand source of goods for each business is controlled by Dafang... What's more, Tianhui ran away at this time, and all fools will know that I let him go. What should I do if the big house doesn’t stop knocking on my door?”

"He dares?!" The second child replied with eyes wide open: "If they dare to knock on the door, I will dare to shoot them with a gun."

"What you said is too childish." Wang Zongtang shook his head.

"Brother, I'm not childish." The second child turned around and said, "Whether it's a company, a business, or a family, it's impossible to have two voices at the same time. Historically, once something like this happens, something will definitely go wrong. The result is either Either kill them all, or separate the family and work alone. You think you are serving the big house carefully without any thought, but does the big house miss you so much? This time you ran for the chief councilor in the district, you were the most popular one, but in the end The old man said that it was Wang Zongxiang who ran for the election. Why did he do this? Isn't it obvious? Whether the Wang family enters the district or participates in politics, Dafang is the core. Only people from Dafang enter the system. Your third wife will never have a chance to turn around."

In fact, Wang Zongtang has said these words in his heart countless times, but he will never say such words to others.

"Brother, the family separation will happen sooner or later, so I think this is an opportunity." The second child emphasized again.

Wang Zongtang raised his head and responded softly: "You think the problem is too simple. After the family separation, you have no source of goods, no factory, and no funds like a big house. How can you maintain your current situation?"

"If we don't have goods, we'll produce. If we don't have factories, we'll build. If we don't have funds, we'll find funds. We have a popular base, so why are we afraid of not being able to get money?" The second child curled his lips and said, "Didn't Ye Lin take the initiative to provide gifts to the big house in this election campaign?" Money?”

Wang Zongtang paused for a while and asked: "Okay, now even if you have money, where will you sell your goods and where will you build your factory?"

The second child was stunned.

"Is Dragon City right?" Wang Zongtang asked.

"...!" The second child seemed to understand what he wanted to say.

"If we don't work around Longcheng, we have no roots and can't do it. But if we work in Longcheng, who are your direct competitors? Whose job are you robbing?" Wang Zongtang suddenly asked.

The second fell into silence.

"At that time, it won't be a matter of family separation. The big house won't tolerate you, and the other houses won't tolerate you, and the old man won't tolerate you. Do you understand?" Wang Zongtang stared at him and said, "Look at things in the long term. If you want to leave, One step, think three steps. Every day we talk about separation, have you thought about the details? "

The second child was immediately speechless.

Wang Zongtang leaned tiredly on the car seat and sighed: "The old man has controlled the Wang family for so many years and indirectly managed hundreds of living villages. The first and second leaders in Songjiang treat him as a guest. You can't escape your little thoughts. It's in his eyes. He came to talk to me today, but he wouldn't let me refuse. Our weakness is all in his eyes."

"Brother...!"

"Stop talking, let's drive." Wang Zongtang didn't want to talk anymore, so he interrupted the second child directly.

…

That night.

After the clan leader finished talking to Wang Zongtang, he did not communicate with Xiaoqin and Wang Zonghan again, but went back to his room to rest early. Because what he planned was to wait until Wang Tiannan's funeral was over tomorrow before he told the big house his decision, and the other party would also not be able to refuse.

late at night.

Wen Beiliang returned from shopping in Songjiang and bought some things for tomorrow's funeral. At the door, he happened to meet Wang Zonghan leading a large group of horses and family members, chatting on the steps.

"Hey, Old Wen, I'm looking for you!" Wang Zonghan saw Wen Beiliang, stepped forward to greet him, and pulled him aside: "There is something going on over there in Xinxiang, have you heard about it?"

Wen Beiliang was startled: "What's the noise?"

"Don't pretend to be stupid. It would be strange if you didn't hear it." Wang Zonghan replied in a low voice: "There are no outsiders here, so you can say whatever you want."

Wen Beiliang considered it for a few seconds: "I heard it."

"What did you hear?"

"Sanfang opened the warehouse and fired guns on the night Zhang Qing died." Wen Beiliang lowered his head and responded: "Those brothers from Wang Zongtang also went to Xinxiang."

"It's the same as what I know." Wang Zonghan gritted his teeth and said, "He really has strong wings."

Wen Beiliang smiled awkwardly and was not easy to answer.

"Old Wen, let me tell you clearly, after Tiannan's funeral tomorrow, I will have a showdown with the old man. If he doesn't clean up the third bedroom, I will do it." Wang Zonghan said to Wen Beiliang in a slightly tough tone: "At that time, You have to help me speak in front of the old man."

Wen Beiliang thought about it for a long time: "Okay."

"That's it." Wang Zonghan patted Wen Beiliang's arm: "Let's go in."

…

Two or three o'clock in the morning.

In the Longcheng Life Market Town, a man unbuttoned his belt in an alley, peeed, and whispered to the people next to him: "There are people inside and outside the courtyard. You go to the east..."