The flowers in the factory of rebirth are too fierce

Shi Minghui cursed fiercely at the bald head, "Get out!"

The bald man left the office in a mess.

Shi Minghui took out a cigar from the cigar box on his desk, toasted the outer tobacco leaves with a lighter, then cut off the head with a cigar cutter, lit it and took a small puff.

At this time in Ge'an, few people smoked cigars. Most people knew about this thing from watching movies and TV dramas in Hong Kong and Taiwan, and Shi Minghui was no exception.

He saw in those Hong Kong movies that the eldest brother was wearing sunglasses and smoking a cigar, looking very majestic and envious.

In the past two years, the brothers had made a lot of money and could afford to smoke cigars. Shi Minghui asked someone to buy cigars from Hong Kong Island regularly, not for the taste, but just to show off!

The cigar smoke was too strong, and soon the small office was filled with thick smoke. Shi Minghui opened the plastic steel doors and windows. The cold wind from the northeast in December suddenly rushed in, and the temperature in the office dropped several degrees in an instant.

Shi Minghui, wearing a thin cashmere sweater, stood motionless in front of the window, his eyebrows furrowed, as if he was thinking about something.

A few minutes later, he took out his mobile phone and dialed a number, "Boss, I have something to report to you. We made a mistake two days ago..."

Shi Minghui said the matter in a few words and said lightly, "I asked my subordinates just now, and it was indeed the wrong one."

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a long time, "Which factory did the wrong goods come from?"

"I heard from the dispatcher at the cargo yard that it belongs to the New Materials Company. The people who went to the north cargo yard today to check the incoming and outgoing cargo records are also from this company."

"What, New Materials Company?" An exclamation came from the receiver, followed by scoldings, "Shi Laoer, do you brothers think your lives are too long? New Materials Company belongs to Lin Zhiyuan, you know Who is Lin Zhiyuan? That is Su Qiancheng's grandson-in-law and Li Zhenshan's former secretary. Even I dare not offend him. You stole his goods. Do you think he can let it go? Don't think that you have been in society in the past two years. After meeting two people online, I feel that I am pretty awesome. Let me tell you, if Lin Zhiyuan wants to deal with you, all he needs to do is say a few words."

Shi Minghui's face turned ugly, "Leader, I'm correcting a small mistake. It's not stealing, it's a mistake. No matter how powerful Mr. Lin is, he can't unjustly accuse people, right?"

There was a pause on the other end of the phone, and in just a few seconds, the voice regained its composure, "If you kill him with one bite, you're doing it wrong, and things will be simpler. Well, that's a good idea."

When Shi Minghui heard that the other party's tone had softened, he hurriedly said: "Leader, tomorrow, tomorrow I will personally take people to the new material company to apologize and explain the matter clearly. I think that for an official as big as Mr. Lin, a few rolls of steel are a trivial matter. , He may not personally intervene, right? When the time comes, it’s time to make amends and make amends, do you think this is okay?”

"Try it!" The other end of the phone seemed to be hesitating, and finally sighed, "Second brother, remember, never touch the new material company in the future, you can't afford to offend Lin Zhiyuan."

"Don't worry, leader, I promise this is the last time."

After putting down the phone, Shi Minghui was still standing in front of the window smoking a cigar. He was thinking about what to do tomorrow to minimize the loss.

I don't know how long it took, but the office door was pushed open by someone from outside, and a 1.8-meter-tall man walked in, smelling of alcohol.

"Second brother, why haven't you been out for so long? I've finished drinking and haven't seen you. The bosses in Yangcheng are quite disappointed. Now they're going to sing. I know you don't like to socialize, but this These are all their old relationships, why don't you go over and propose a toast." The person who came in was Shi Mingtong, the eldest of the Shi brothers.

The two brothers look very similar, and they are brothers at first glance, except that the eldest Shi Mingtong is 1.8 meters tall and is a typical Northeastern man, while the second brother Shi Minghui is 1.7 meters [-], slightly shorter than his brother.

Shi Minghui, who was standing in front of the window, turned around and said, "Brother, something happened."

"What happened?" Shi Mingtong immediately became nervous when he heard his brother say this.

For some reason, when he saw his second brother, he would feel inexplicably nervous and scared. This feeling became stronger and stronger as the wealth of the two brothers increased.

Shi Mingtong knew that his family was able to create such a big business in the past two years, monopolizing the scrap purchasing industry in Lishan District, opening the Tonghui Entertainment City, and becoming brothers with many bosses and officials. The real hero was not himself, but his second son.

Without the second child, he, Boss Shi, is still a brave and ruthless gangster on the streets of Ge'an, a reform-through-labor prisoner who has been in prison. Those bosses who drink with him at the same wine table will probably not even look at him.

So Boss Shi is becoming more and more afraid of his younger brother. He feels that the more money the second brother earns, the more sinister he becomes.

Now the Shi brothers have a clear division of labor. The eldest brother is responsible for deterrence by force and does all the dirty work. The second brother is responsible for strategizing and making friends with powerful people. He is the brains of the Shi brothers.

Shi Minghui closed the window, turned around and sat on the chair, "A week ago, Baldhead went to the North Goods Yard to do errands and pulled the wrong goods. He was supposed to pull a cart of rollers, but he pulled back three rolls. Now the factory has found it. I went to the North Goods Yard and asked to see the entry and exit records of those days..."

"Fuck, is this bald head letting the door pass? Can't you tell the difference between a roller and a circle?" Boss Shi cursed a few times. While scolding, he secretly observed his younger brother's expression, "Second brother, if we can't do it, we can't." Let’s do the same old thing, invite the leaders of that factory over, have good food, drink, and entertain them, pick the two most beautiful girls to accompany them, and make a big deal out of a trivial matter.”

Shi Minghui looked at Boss Shi quietly. Boss Shi finally noticed what was happening to his younger brother and kept silent.

"Brother, I remember that you went to the North Goods Yard with Baldhead that night, right? Baldhead has been working with our brothers for two years. It's impossible for him to not be able to tell the difference between rollers and discs. I scolded him just now, but he didn't even say a word. He didn’t dare to say anything, but I know he doesn’t have the courage, is this your idea?”

Boss Shi rubbed his hands in embarrassment. He really didn't dare to lie in front of this younger brother, "Second brother, I think the circle is worth more than the roller..."

Shi Minghui finally couldn't restrain the anger in his heart and threw the smoking cigar in his hand at Boss Shi, "Then do you know that this matter may make us lose our heads? That batch of Panyuan belongs to the New Material Company. New Material The general manager of the company is Lin Zhiyuan, do you know who Lin Zhiyuan is?"

Boss Shi was startled and dodged the smoking cigar. The cigar rolled to the ground and soon burned a hole in the pure wool carpet. Boss Shi hurriedly picked up the cigar and wanted to return it to his brother, but he couldn't. Not daring, he stood there, stunned for a few seconds, and then stamped his foot, "Second brother, I know this is because I am greedy, but isn't this how our brothers have been here in the past few years? What can those leaders do no matter how powerful they are? Like? Invite him here, treat him to the most expensive wine, send the most beautiful women to his bed, give him as much money as he wants, but if that doesn't work, secretly videotape him like before. , I don’t believe it, he doesn’t listen to us brothers..."