Pet King

Chen Taitong's performance over the past few days has surprised employees.

"What's wrong with your boss these days? How does it look like constipation, frowning all day?"

During the noon break, several employees gathered quietly while the boss was away.

"Sales have fallen so badly that you have to be constipated if you are the boss!" Responded another employee.

In fact, the sales of pets in the store are not too bad, and they are better than ordinary pet stores, but considering the large number of employees and the great pressure on wages.

"Hey, I tell you, yesterday I saw the boss quietly calling outside and looking around while calling, almost like a thief."

"Are you going to transfer the shop?"

"Bottom! Maybe! Maybe you are contacting the next home!"

...

Chen Taitong walked outside the shop, found a clear field of vision, looked at no one around, and took out his mobile phone from his pocket to make a call.

The call was connected and the other party didn't speak, but they could faintly hear each other's breathing.

"Hey? I'm Wang Qi." Chen Taitong said.

On the phone, the young man said leisurely: "Mr. Wang Qi, what's wrong?"

Chen Taitong said nervously, "You ... you didn't agree ..."

"What promised?"

"Promise ... promise to treat him ..."

"Oh, yes. Then what?"

"But he now ..."

Chen Taitong dare not dare to tell the truth, he is afraid that the other party is recording, leaving a handle.

"Oh, I see," Qingren laughed. "Mr. Wang Qi didn't explain it at the time. I thought Mr. Wang Qi was not too anxious, so I didn't urge them to do anything."

"I ... can I be in a hurry?" Chen Taitong growled, "I gave you all the money ..."

The young man interrupted him, "Okay, I'll help you urge. About two days can be done. Is there any problem for Mr. Wang Qi?"

"No ... no more." Chen Taitong hung up the phone, sweating.

The young man is right, he is already a member of the dark side of the city, and he has fallen into the mire, unable to extricate himself.

even……

People who offended him for various reasons before, their faces appeared one by one in front of Chen Taitong, but each person's face was marked with a series of numbers, such as 60,000, 80,000 ...

The so-called life is nothing more than a string of zeroes ...

As long as you have money, you can ...

After Chen Taitong hung up the phone, the young man dialed another phone while the phone screen was still on.

"Hey?"

"Akin?"

"Hee hee ... who, who? Youth?"

The background sound on A Jin's side is still very noisy, and it sounds to the young man that A Jin's tongue seems to have become stiff and laborious to speak, as if he would be drunk.

"It's me." The young man frowned in disgust. This group of idiots are going to be alive again. They have no professionalism at all. As long as they have money, they will spend it immediately, as if they have today and not tomorrow.

Youth choose them because they are idiots.

Youths hate them because they are idiots.

"What's the matter? Youth? Have business again? Big or small?"

Qingren said coldly, "Your business has not been completed."

"Hee hee, what's the hurry ... make a few more bucks, and then ... hand-on ..."

The young man nodded his desk anxiously, "We are talking about credibility. The customer did not urge, of course, we do not need to worry, but now the customer urged."

"Reputation? Hee hee, young man you are really interesting, do we talk about reputation in our business? Haha!"

The young man was silent for a while and said, "Go to the bathroom and wash your face, then let's talk again."

"Don't! Still ... not enough yet ..."

"Go wash your face and call me. I didn't answer within 10 minutes, so don't contact me again." The young man hung up.

Speaking of which, he has stayed in this city for a short time. Would you like to change places?

He never stayed in one city for a long time, walking between different cities, never going back.

Binhai is a nice place to stay, and the air is nice.

Comfortable life can be slack, especially for people like them, slackness means danger.

He can clean up others, as well as being cleaned up by others.

The young man pondered silently.

After about five minutes, the phone rang.

He answered the phone, but this time he didn't say anything.

"Youth?"

"Young man? I've finished washing my face, really! I was joking just now! Young man, aren't you the kind of kid who can't make fun?" A Jingan said with a smile.

The youth said, "Get it done today."

"Today ... Tomorrow? Let me borrow another money tomorrow morning and do it tomorrow night, OK?" Akin begged.

"No. Within today, otherwise I will find someone next time." The young man hung up the phone.

Akin tried to redial it, but the youth refused to answer.

what happened?

Somewhat irritable today.

The young man rubbed his forehead.

He has been doing this business for a long time, and he has a wonderful sixth sense, a premonition of danger.

The sixth sense was not always conclusive, but it did save him several times.

The so-called sixth sense is not mysterious, but subconscious.

Some things ignored by subjective consciousness often cause subconscious vigilance.

What did I overlook?

Young people meditation seriously.

He has investigated Zhang Zi'an's background. He is a thorough ordinary person. His social background is very simple. His resume does not overlap with the wealthy. Of course, due to the short investigation time, there may be some omissions, but in the final analysis, the money given by Wang Qi is only worth these basic investigations, and deeper background mining requires additional money.

What did I forget?

Youths seriously recall.

Zhang Zi'an's store is very ordinary, and there are no problems with property rights.

There are no dangerous pets in the shop ...

Wait……

He slammed the table!

How does that person train pets?

Why do the cats in his store do stunts?

The youth's heartbeat accelerated.

Why did I ignore such a big doubt?

This seems to be an irrelevant doubt, but he never does anything unsure, and they have no chance of making mistakes.

The young man picked up the mobile phone ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ to find the latest call record, hesitated, and put it back on the desktop.

Nothing.

Let this bunch of idiots be a little mouse once. If they succeed, they will be better, and if they fail, they will save money.

"Dumb," he said.

The office door opened, and the bald man stood at the door.

"Pack and prepare for transfer."

Dumb nodded and closed the door.

Dumb is not dumb, he just doesn't speak, it's enough for a young man to speak.

Binhai has stayed long enough, maybe it's time to change places.

Whether to leave or stay, depends on the success or failure of the operation tonight.

He stood up, walked to the window, and stared at the lonely tomb of Qingren.