The days of leading the winery to build infrastructure together

On a cold and windy street, a man wearing a black hat and long black windbreaker hurriedly walked past a street.Behind him were a few men in black suits, all of them tall and thick, looking menacing.

They stopped at the corner, confirmed the location, and then skillfully divided into two groups, blocking the front and rear doors of the bar in front.

The man in the long windbreaker kicked open the door with a few people.

The cold wind rolled snowflakes into the noisy and stuffy room, and the people in the room shivered subconsciously.

The bartender standing at the bar raised his eyes vigilantly, and saw that the leading man quickly changed his face, pointing at them and screaming: "You! You!"

However, before he finished speaking, there was a round hole on his forehead. As the bartender slowly fell down, a few scattered guests in the bar ran away screaming.The few remaining security guards wanted to resist, but they were shot one by one by the man and his men behind him, killing them cleanly.

"So, where is the next target?" The man in the windbreaker kicked the corpse lying on the ground, without the excitement of killing someone in his heart, he turned his head and asked expressionlessly.

"This is the largest weapon trader in the entire area." The chunky man wearing a black hat and black sunglasses behind him opened the record book, "We are going to the small commodity store three streets away, the owner of that store A pimp dealer. Several of his subordinates were also involved in related activities."

"It's still the old rule. Those with good skills or good brains will be absorbed in, and the rest will be cleared out if they are stupid or bad." The man in the trench coat took a deep puff of his cigarette, "Yawen asked us to clear out all the people on the list within one month , Keir, Westland, and Ley are still recovering from their injuries. The only ones who can work are Bourbon and Belmode."

"It was originally the fault of Kashasa and Ley, what does it have to do with you, big brother..." The short and fat man frowned dissatisfiedly, "Master Rum is too eccentric, so he just threw you down and put Kashasa Recalling Neon..."

"Shut up, Vodka." The man frowned, and gave the short and fat man a warning look, "Don't say such things again."

After that, several people were silent for a while, took away all the valuable things in the house, disposed of the body, and then confirmed the names and ID cards of the deceased one by one, and finally sealed the door and left.

Two or three strongholds were cleared repeatedly in this way, until the afternoon break, the ordinary members dispersed, leaving only the man and the attendant.

"Brother?" The man came over with a box of lunch.

Only then did the man in the long windbreaker snort coldly: "Casasa is now the baby above, and Belmode is also protecting her. I just hope that she can replace Shirley and take over the drug research."

"But she can't hide in the neon forever." He repeated it again, not knowing whether he was telling himself or the other party.

"Although Mr. Brandy is old, his temper seems to have become milder, but look at his previous behavior. I don't believe that Casasa can hide for long." Gin snuffed out the cigarette, took the box lunch in Vodka's hand, The corners of his lips curled up, "Just wait and see."

"Buzz—" When the two of them were eating in the car, the sound of the phone vibrating came from their waists.

"Brother, did Brother Yawen send you the bill?" Vodka felt a little guilty when he remembered what he had been told before, "Should I pay half of this bill?"

"...No, you just flew the plane, what does it have to do with you." Gin Jiu refused, thinking of the 500 million number written on the first bill, his eyes went dark for a while.

This is only the first copy. I heard that Yawen made the next few copies, such as bills for mental damage, bills for lost wages, bills for reputation compensation...

His helicopter was directly confiscated by the other party and counted as collateral.Only when he finished the work for Yawen and paid off the debt could he get the helicopter again.

The only good news should be that he still has two brothers and sisters, Ley and Kashasa, who can accompany him.

And I heard that their first bill was 2000 million.In this way, Yawen was still merciful.

Gin urged: "Okay, quickly clear up all the targets. Then let's go to the new work place."

"I heard it's a leisurely part-time job." Qin Jiu's expression was hesitant, and he thought of Yawen's malicious eyes at that time, and the bad feeling in his heart gradually increased.

"Oh," Vodka opened the information in his hand, "Let me see, we have cleared 184 targets in the past two weeks, and took away 235 targets, some of which were separated by logistics and intelligence... Bourbon It's similar to Belmode's."

"There are a total of 527 strongholds on the list, with a total of 3124 targets... Our progress is a bit slow. The three roads added up to clear about 1300 targets, and there is still half of the time left."

"No, those trash will be ready next week, and it's time for them to contribute a little bit." Qin Jiu estimated, "The progress is just right."

"Yes, brother." With a few sips of vodka, he pulled the leftover rice into his mouth, and wiped the oil stains from the corners of his lips. Seeing the rest of the peripheral members, they came together in twos and threes.

"Let's go, the next location is a residential building." Qin Jiu unfolded the specific information, "Is it a small leader of the black forces and his lover...and their four children?"

"Ah, yes."

This time the task was even simpler than the one in the bar. The boss never expected that someone would touch his other house, and was taken away by vodka without even picking up the weapon. The woman wanted to escape through the back door, but was also caught The other members who were in ambush caught it.

"No! Don't kill me! I don't know anything about him!" the woman yelled in panic.

"Huh? Don't know?" Gin Jiu glanced at it, and the little heads in the room quickly withdrew, "Your child is still in the room, and you ran away by yourself?"

"...Well, I just forgot." The woman's eyes dodged, and she seemed to realize something and put on a pitiful expression, "For the sake of my newborn child, please forgive me Well, I really don't know anything!"

Gin gave a member standing beside him a look, and that person stepped forward knowingly.

"Brother, according to the information given by Mr. Bourbon, this woman is an important intermediary for their smuggling, and there is a very detailed list of personnel."

"He also specifically told you to ask it out of her mouth."

The woman's eyes widened, her expression gradually becoming frightened.

"Okay, let's take it away." Qin Jiu sneered.

"No, no, no!" The woman yelled hysterically, but the man who grabbed her didn't even frown.

"Those little ones?" An ordinary member of the organization glanced towards the bedroom door.

"Take it away." Vodka clicked on the text message and confirmed again, "Brother Yawen said that a child is worth [-] dollars, and a baby is worth [-] dollars. Uh, what is this going to do? Be a human and a businessman? Training in the organization Is the class short of people?"

"Don't worry about him, as long as you can repay the debt." Qin Jiu pressed his eyebrows, "Anyway, keeping them here is a dead end."

Vodka pursed his lips, and one of the most kind-looking men stepped forward with a nod and bowed his head, opened the bedroom door, and with a burst of crying, he took all the children away neatly, and none of the four escaped.

"Be careful, take your actions lightly. Only those who are alive and healthy can be exchanged for money." Vodka reprimanded a few more words, "If something goes wrong, the fine will be deducted from you."

"! Ah, yes, yes." The man showed a flattering smile, and the hands that pinched his arms relaxed.

"Okay, let's send them to the East Andy Orphanage first, that piece of land has already been bought by Mr. Brandy." Gin recalled, "I heard it was quite chaotic, and they were attacked by local gangsters and hooligans four times in two weeks. The attack was all suppressed by Curaçao's help there."

Bolivar's plan went very smoothly. The relevant departments packed up the entire East Andy and threw it to Grid, almost like sending a bodhisattva to him. They even hired the media for a lot of money to report to Grid and praised him. He is a young and promising entrepreneur who strives to win glory for the country, so he is afraid that if he quits halfway, he will throw this quagmire back again.

Surprisingly, this report attracted many people who really wanted to help. The stock of Grid’s entire industry doubled, making up for the previous funding gap at once, and even received donations from many people.

In Grid's conference room, the relevant senior management of Grid held a small emergency meeting because of this matter.

"So the first step of our plan is to establish a Champs Elysees Foundation," Ivy's blond hair was coiled behind her head, she unfolded the plan in her hand, and analyzed in a calm tone, "The name of rescue is to help those People who were implicated in vicious incidents and suffered heavy losses.”

"However, we are only targeting individuals at the beginning, and we can reimburse them for their medical expenses after their applications have been verified. As for the entire enterprise, we may need to unite with other large companies to build a foundation together." Ai Wei simply Talk about your own suggestion.

"A company has suffered such a devastating blow, and it needs too much money to get back up. It's just that we can't help at all, and we need multiple companies to work together."

"However, I think that the outside world is so chaotic now. Those outstanding entrepreneurs and businessmen have more or less experienced similar experiences. Their property has been implicated, but they can't find a compensation target at all. So everyone should very much hope to join this Foundation."

Ivy said with a small smile: "However, we need to follow your advice, boss."

"It's a good idea." Bolivar nodded, his face was calm, but what he thought in his mind was that this foundation must not allow Suzuki Group to join, otherwise the foundation will subsidize them until they go bankrupt.But the feasibility of the whole plan is there.

"We also have an orphanage program."

Hearing this sentence, Zhu Fu Jingguang sat up a little bit, he was more interested in this plan.