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1794 Old acquaintance?

"Don't cause trouble, especially at this critical moment. Never make any news anymore. You know better than me. There are definitely many people hiding in the dark and staring at you."

This is the words Xu Nuo had always emphasized before Wu Bei walked out of the office.

"Brother, Daliang, Mosquito and Xiaoxiao were taken away by the police."

As soon as he walked to the elevator entrance, Huang Zhuo came over to report quickly.

"I know it in my heart."

Wu Bei lowered his voice and agreed: "This matter does not need to spread. Tell other brothers and merchants not to worry. They are just routine inspections and will come back in a short while."

"But brother, I see they have all been handcuffed..."

Huang Zhuo murmured with a bitter face.

"hiss!"

Wu Bei took a breath, frowned and looked at his brother, and his thin lips squirmed: "I said I know what I know!"

"Well, I got it."

Huang Zhuo was stunned for a moment and lowered his head and whispered.

"As a qualified leader, when facing emergencies, the first thing to do is to calm the emotions of the brothers around you, and the second is to consider how to cure the aftermath."

Wu Bei thought for a moment and added in a deep voice.

"I remember."

Huang Zhuo frowned and nodded and lowered his eyebrows.

"Don't distract me from the arrangements at home! Leave me to the chess game, and you will be responsible for the flagpole protection!"

Wu Bei patted Huang Zhuo's shoulder and gave a serious advice.

More than ten minutes later, Wu Bei came straight downstairs.

While he was patrolling back and forth with his head held high, a black "Land Rover" off-road vehicle slowly stopped beside him, followed by Jin Wanteng's head, his expression was extremely gloomy.

"This guy's style? I didn't even tear the cards."

Wu Bei was not angry or annoyed, and gently pulled open the passenger door and crawled in.

"Oh, there's still a brother?"

Before he could sit down, Wu Bei saw a young man with red hair dyed in his head in the back seat. The man was about twenty-four years old, with a thin bone and lonely appearance, with a malnourished look, and his thief eyes were circling back and forth. When he saw Wu Beitou's gaze, he immediately drooped his head restrainedly.

"Is my mouth broken? I don't know how to call someone!"

Jin Wanteng scolded loudly with a tiger face.

"Hello Brother Wu."

The young man hurriedly shrank his neck.

"Haha, it's quite clever, what's the name?"

Wu Bei blinked and smiled twice, and knew very well that this kid should be the best friend Maozai had.

"My name is Xu Zhen, just call me Xiao Xu."

The young man glanced at Jin Wanteng weakly, and then he nodded when he saw the latter and then answered in his throat.

"This kid and Maozai are both childhood friends and neighbors. They have been together for many years, and he is familiar with all the friends Maozai knows."

Jin Wanteng held a cigarette in his mouth and answered.

"Are you familiar with all the friends of Maozai?"

Wu Bei then asked again.

"Yes, I know everything about his netizens."

The young man called Xu Zhen responded quickly.

"Sure, let's go find a friend later. See if you have seen it."

Wu Bei took out the lighter, helped Jin Wanteng light the cigarette casually, and then asked him to drive.

"Wu Bei, I am indeed wrong about losing your company's shares, but it has nothing to do with the kids under my command. Why did you tell me to do your company last night? Now, I'm gone, and there's an old lady crying at home. What should you do if you let me be the eldest brother?"

Jin Wanteng was wrapped in a cigarette while complaining expressionlessly.

"I will never refuse how much compensation is needed. Although Maozi's death has nothing to do with our Hu Xiao, I agree with everything you just said."

Wu Bei was not vague, and he followed with a sincere expression.

Hearing this, Jin Wanteng's face was relieved a little, and he sighed exhaustedly: "Brother, it's not a question of whether or not money is a question. All I want is your attitude. You are admitting your mistakes openly, but it makes me feel embarrassed."

Jin Wanteng was stunned for a few seconds and smiled embarrassedly: "I should communicate with Maozai's mother as much as possible. I must pay a little bit of the money, but I promise she will never continue to find a debt. Alas... I'm a sin. The brat at least fights me, but ends up like this."

"Old Jin, what is the relationship between Maozai and Chi Gang or Su Yu?"

Wu Beiming asked a question.

"They can't fight together, how can they be..."

"A long time ago, Maozai and I worked in a chess and card room under the Chi Gang. At that time, Su Zhuo was not the leader and often went to our place to play. Maozai often served the bureau."

Before Jin Wanteng finished speaking, Xu Zhen, who was sitting in the back row, suddenly answered.

"Mao Zai really knows Su Yu? I thought you were drunk and talking nonsense."

Jin Wanteng's eyes were wide open, all of which were incredible.

"I know, but once Su Yu got drunk and slapped Maozai a few times. He was so angry that he stopped doing it. Later we changed jobs."

Xu Zhen's head was bit determined.

"oh."
Chapter completed!
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