The years of red flags

Jiang Hua gave Xie Liaosha an ambiguous answer. I believe Xie Liaosha finally realized the meaning, otherwise he would not see Jiang Hua again in the end.

After Jiang Hua closed the door, the door of Zhong Yuemin's room was opened, and Zhong Yuemin looked at Jiang Hua with a half-smile.

Jiang Hua asked him with a smile: "What are you looking at, I'm sleepy, I don't know your brother anymore?"

"Are you my brother? You are simply a devil. On the one hand, you reject people, and on the other hand, you are like a devil whispering to lure others to go to hell." Zhong Yuemin shook his head: "Sooner or later, this Xie Liaosha will let you fool me There is no place to bury your dead."

"I didn't tell him anything. How to choose is his own business. People should control their own destiny."

"It's really nice to say." Zhong Yuemin said with a smile: "The bastard who lures others to be bad is justifying himself in this way. You just had the face of a naked devil."

"I'm a devil, you're a bastard, we two are born brothers."

Zhong Yuemin sneered at Jiang Hua's words: "Compared to you, I am as pure as a little white rabbit. We are not the same kind."

Andreev didn't come today, maybe he's busy with business. There are so many street thugs in the streets and alleys. For him, a middle-level manager of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, the pressure has increased a lot.

After Zhong Yueming finished washing, the hotel delivered breakfast to their room, barely drank a cup of coffee, stuffed a few big Lieba, Zhong Yuemin refused to eat any more.

At this time, there was another knock on the door, and when the door was opened, Belinsky stood outside the door with a smile on his face, and first hugged Jiang Hua: "Hello, my friend."

Jiang Hua joked, "I don't know why, but I feel like I'm the most popular in Big Bear. In my country, I don't even have so many good friends."

"Because you are the God of Wealth." Belinsky jokingly said, "I did not mispronounce the term. I remember that you have a God who specializes in money, and that is called the God of Wealth."

Zhong Yuemin gave a thumbs up: "Your pronunciation is quite standard, no worse than Andreev."

"Friend, I will take you to a place today." Belinsky said happily: "I believe you will like it there."

Jiang Hua does not suspect him, because he knows that, as Belinsky said, he is now the God of Wealth, and if Belinsky dares to attack him, it will be a declaration of war on the entire vested interest group in the city of thousands of tops. Even if he is already the leader of the biggest underworld gang in the city of thousands of tops, his destruction will only happen overnight.

Belinsky drove himself and brought Jiang Hua and Zhong Yuemin to an unfinished building.

Three people walked in front, followed by a few bodyguards, and they walked into the unfinished building one by one.

Belinsky took out the key and opened a large iron door: "This is a warehouse of our gang. I have prepared a lot of good things for you two."

Zhong Yuemin thought Belinsky had prepared weapons, but when he opened it, the room was full of wooden boxes.

Belinsky tilted his head, and the bodyguards picked up the crowbar in the corner and carefully pried open the wooden box. Inside the wooden box were some rags and grass.

Belinsky peeled off the stuffing, took out a porcelain vase from it, and said with a smile: "These are antiques from your florists. This year, my people have been on the market. Specially use materials to exchange this, I miss you Will definitely like it."

Pick up the porcelain vase and look at it. It should be Yongle sweet white glazed porcelain. The glaze is white, moist as jade, and thick as fat.

Even if Jiang Hua is not a professional antique dealer, he can still see that this is a good thing that can be opened to generations.

He smiled and nodded: "Yes, it is indeed a good thing. I like it very much. You have a heart."

Carefully putting down the porcelain vase, Jiang Hua asked, "How much do you plan to make for all these things?"

"Don't underestimate your friends." Belinsky shook his head: "Everything in this room is given to you for free, just to thank you."

"Thank me, why are you thanking me?"

"Thank you for your willingness to cooperate with me, and thank you for imparting wisdom to me." Belinsky said with a smile: "In short, I benefit a lot from cooperating with you."

"Okay, then I accept."

Although Belinsky refused to ask for money, Jiang Hua still decided to share an extra part of the goods he brought with Belinsky. Maintain this 'friendship' well.

"It seems that you really like these junk things." Belinsky asked with a smile: "If I receive these things in the future, can I trade with you?"

"Of course, I can't wish for it. It's all about my culture of planting flowers."

Belinsky shook his head and said, "I don't appreciate these things, but I like our country's oil paintings, such as Repin."

"This is a different civilization. Even if you study the flower culture now, you won't understand the essence of it."

After sending his wishes, Belinsky enthusiastically invited Jiang Hua to his office and brewed a pot of Longjing tea by himself.

"Do you feel it?" Belinsky asked: "Our country is getting more and more wrong. Since the withdrawal of troops, I have hundreds of elite soldiers under my command."

"Then I want to congratulate you, your strength has been greatly strengthened."

Belinsky shook his head: "It's certainly a good thing, but everything is wrong and shouldn't be like this. They fought bloody battles for the country and deserve better treatment, but now they have to join the underground Organization, only a desperate person would choose such a choice."

"A member of an underground organization is worried about the fate of your country." Jiang Hua said with a smile: "This is all wrong."

Belinsky sighed and said: "You know what I mean, if everything in this country is going in a good direction now, I would rather our Sontsevo Brotherhood slowly die out."

Jiang Hua took a sip of tea, tapped his fingers on the table slowly, and said after a while: "There is a saying in our country that if a tree is rotten from its roots, it is better to simply cut it down." , and then replant a tree and let him thrive.”

"You are so courageous." Belinsky said seriously, "I'll just pretend I've never heard you say that, and you should never say it again."

Jiang Hua shrugged his shoulders: "We are just discussing the ancient culture of our country. It's getting late, and I should go too."

Just when Jiang Hua stood up, Belinsky suddenly asked: "Who do you think will be the next tree planter?"

(End of this chapter)