District 9

The peace talks must not be dry talks. Firstly, Ma Laoer doesn't know Mr. Bi at all, and he can't talk to him in vain. Secondly, since he wants the other party to lose face, he also needs someone with considerable weight. , you can thread a bridge in the middle.

Ma Laoer thought about it for a long time, and finally found a member of the Xinyuan District Council. The other party knew Lao Bi and was also responsible for the construction of the district. He also spoke to Lao Bi's company in the parliament. This way, he would have greater confidence in the operation.

It's about two o'clock in the afternoon.

Guan Qi stood on the road with bright eyes, yawning non-stop.

"Guo, why do you look like you've been smoking a lot of cigarettes these days?" Ma Laoer asked with a smile.

"I just came out. People from my family came to hang out with me, and my former classmates and friends also came to hang out with me. After drinking, I did the work on the bed, all night long...!" Guan Qi was a little confused. He said speechlessly: "To tell you the truth, if we do it again tonight, I will definitely not be able to take off my pants. I will have to shave and rinse my mouth."

"Ha ha!"

Ma Laoer heard the sound and smiled: "If you can't do it, call me tonight and I will come for you."

"Okay." Guan Qi bared his teeth and nodded: "Is the person you are looking for here?"

"It seems we just arrived. Let's go in and have a look."

"Go for a walk."

A group of four or five people stood on the roadside and chatted for a while, then walked into the hospital.

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Twenty minutes later, on the fourth floor of the inpatient department.

"Hey, second brother, this way, this way." A middle-aged man in his forties waved his hand with a smile.

Ma Laoer immediately came over, stretched out his hand and said, "Trouble, Brother Qian."

"It's okay, it's okay." Councilor Qian patted Ma Laoer on the shoulder: "There are a lot of people in there. If you want to talk, you can give him a few compliments."

Ma Laoer was stunned for a moment and then nodded: "Haha, okay, I understand."

"He likes to save face, you know."

"Okay!" Ma Laoer responded again.

"Let's go." Councilor Qian said a few words, turned around and took Ma Laoer into the ward.

There were a lot of people in the room. There were about seven or eight people sitting on both sides of the hospital bed in the middle. Fatty Bi was on an intravenous drip and lying on the bed with his right leg hanging on a fixed frame. There were bruises all over his body and his lips were swollen. The two sausages looked the same, but they looked miserable.

"Lao Bi, let me introduce you. This is the second son from Tuzhu Street, the general manager of Tiancheng Group." Councilor Qian pulled the second son to the bed: "He came to see you."

Liu Zishu stepped forward after hearing this and placed some nutritional supplements bought on the road beside the bed.

Lao Bi turned his head and glanced at Ma Lao Er, and replied expressionlessly: "We have no friendship, why did you think of coming to see me?"

As the saying goes, you can’t reach out to hit someone with a smiling face. Ma Laoer thought that he came over to see him with something, and he had to give him some face, at least on the surface, he looked passable, but he didn’t expect that this guy just opened his mouth and spoke. Quite choking.

"Old Bi, Wei Kun, Er Bi, and Director Qin all know each other because of the election of chief councillor." Councilor Qian immediately smoothed things over: "Isn't that right? As soon as he heard about the relationship between you, If there's some trouble, come over and see and help make peace."

"Yes." Hearing this, Ma Laoer immediately interjected: "As soon as Wei Kun was arrested last night, his family came over, crying and making trouble, and insisted on asking us to help make peace. I Thinking about it... we didn't have the opportunity to contact Mr. Bi before, so we asked Brother Qian to come over and have a look."

Lao Bi lay on the bed, glanced at Ma Lao Er with his eyelids raised, and said with great style: "Give me a gun."

The young man next to him stood up immediately when he heard the sound, took out the cigarette case from his pocket, and lit one for Lao Bi.

Lao Bi took a slow sip and ignored Ma Lao Er. He just asked the young man, "Did the head office send the payment?"

"Yes, we just allocated 10 million today." The young man nodded in response.

Guan Qi stood at the door and frowned as he watched the fat and big-eared Lao Bi laying out music on the bed, pretending to be b, and speaking in tune.

"Let the finance department call the head office and continue to ask for money. This little money is not enough to settle the payment." Old Bi frowned slightly, held the cigarette between his thumb and index finger, and said with a sausage mouth, "This cigarette is wrong." , sniffing and coughing, bring me some tobacco tomorrow."

"Hey!" The young man nodded as if he were serving his father.

Ma Laoer blinked and forced himself to be patient and said: "Mr. Bi, Wei Kun did this very brainlessly and impulsively... But who are you? Stand in Xinyuan District and stomp your feet. , then I don’t know how many construction companies are trembling... Don’t be like him, what a loss! And I also talked to the Life Village, they are willing to compensate... They can come up with about a hundred, give you this Bian... I know you are not short of money, but you still have to express what you should express... I just ask you to be noble and let Wei Kun go."

Lao Bi tilted his head and puffed out his cigarette: "What's your name?"

"...!" Ma Laoer was startled.

"Ma Laoer, right?" Lao Bi seemed to have been recalling for a long time before he remembered his name. He asked again with no expression on his face: "Where is Qin Yu? Doesn't he know Wei Kun? Why didn't he come? ?”

"Ah, he went to the police station for a meeting, otherwise he would definitely come over and have a look." Ma Laoer replied smoothly.

"Those who started out selling medicine are all busy people now." Lao Bi flicked the ashes of his cigarette on the ground, squinted at Ma Lao Er and asked again: "Last night, did you go to the joint defense and pick people up? "

Ma Laoer felt that there was something wrong with the other party's attitude in speaking, and the smile disappeared from his face.

"Wei Kun shot me with a gun, you don't know," Lao Bi frowned and asked, "How can you still take someone away?"

"Haha, didn't I come here to talk to you about this matter? He can't run away even if he's the superintendent." Ma Laoer replied softly.

"Send him to Fengbei quickly. There is a JB who can talk about this matter." Old Bi threw away the cigarette butt: "I want to sentence him to the small amount of compensation he has to pay."

"cnm, how can you be so cool?!"

Suddenly, an angry curse rang out, and Guan Qi stepped forward and cursed: "Wei Kun was sentenced in Fengbei, so your company will no longer work in Songjiang? Let me talk to you carefully. You can understand whether you agree or disagree, but in the end At least you have to look like a human being, right?! You still fucking smoke tobacco, I’ll light a gas can and stick it in your mouth, I’ll see if you can stop coughing!”

After the words fell, everyone in the room was stunned for a moment, including Ma Laoer, who looked at Guan Qi in shock.

"You can kill people with just a nod. What's more, can you do this if you have to pay someone early?" Guan Qi glared and continued to curse: "It would be a lot for them to pay you one million. CNM, you want it?" If it were me, I wouldn't get a penny. If you sentence me to ten years, I'll give you another one and it will collapse as soon as I get out."

"Hey, brother, brother, stop talking..." Councilor Qian immediately pulled him.

"Who do you think you are?!" Lao Bi came back to his senses, pointed at Guan Qi and Ma Laoer and cursed: "Don't say you two stinky errands are here, even if Qin Yu came by himself today, he wouldn't be good either. Do you understand?!"

"Hooraa!"

Six or seven people in the room stood up and surrounded Ma Laoer and others.