Nangong Yun's performance has been around for some time.

Shortly after Ivan and the others sat down, Nangong Yun's performance ended. She stood up and bowed amid the audience's applause. Then a boy ran out of the audience, holding a lot of flowers in his hand. Ivan recognized the boy who sat next to her in the library that time.

Nangong Yun retreated behind the scenes with flowers in his arms, and the crowd in the audience left one after another. It was only then that Yifan and Hua Tingting noticed that most of the people who came here to listen to music were boys.

"The girl who played the piano just now was so beautiful." Hua Tingting couldn't help but sigh when she left, and then turned to Ivan, "I also played the piano very well, what do you think?"

"It's pretty, but I don't like listening to this song." Yifan agreed, but added another sentence in his heart, and there is still a lot of room for improvement in his temper.

"What do you like to hear?"

"Two butterflies..."

Tian Jun's business has also begun to go on track, and may be impressed by the last time. Over the past period, the drug prices in Ningzhou City have risen three times a day, and are at a price without market prices, especially in the high-purity drugs (more than 40%), the price has been less than 1,000 yuan per gram, but now it has exceeded 2,000 yuan. It is obvious that there is no more goods, and it is not impossible for four or five thousand to 5,000 yuan.

The first shipment price of Tian Jun was sold at 2,000, which was 250g. In order to ensure safety, Tian Jun didn't mind giving the goods first and then getting the money. The transaction in between was entirely through a newly applied QQ. After receiving the goods, the buyer happily gave 500,000. At this time, for a long time, the other party intentionally or unintentionally inquired about his source of goods and expressed his willingness to pay a higher price.

Tian Jun is no longer the Tian Jun that he used to be. If it were a month ago, he would have to let Tian Jun go to jail for 500,000 yuan. But now, after getting 500,000 yuan, Tian Jun didn't even look at it a few times. He knew that with the goods he just got, he would definitely do great things in the future. 500,000 is just the beginning.

If 250g of drugs is considered a considerable amount on a person, but once they enter the underground market, it is not enough to share. There are so many addicts in Ningzhou, except for some who cannot afford to pay, the rich people are quite considerable. After all, this is a very luxurious consumption. Even those who have no money will try their best to find money.

When they are out of stock, they often have to secretly buy some medical anesthetics such as vermildene and morphine from the black market, but the effect is like stopping the boil and scratching the itch.

Once this 250g entered the market, it was like a few scoops of water coming from the field that had been drought for several months. Not only did it solve the problem of drought, it instead lifted the appetite of these addicts. It was like making a person who had just been forced to eat vegetarian food for half a month suddenly eat a chicken wing without much meat one day, which could only make his desire for meat rise unprecedentedly.

Another week has passed since the first transaction. The last transaction object has offered the latest price of 3,000. Tian Jun felt that the time was almost over, so he was going to take advantage of this market and make a big vote at once.

So he came to Times Internet Cafe. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Zhao Liang, who had just stayed in charge of the night watch, dozing in front of a computer, so he went up and patted his shoulder: "Brother, I have something to do with you."

"I'm still at work." Zhao Liang saw clearly that the person came was the boss of the guy he beat last time, and refused vigilantly.

"Isn't she still there?" Tian Jun pointed at the fat girl at the cashier.

Seeing Zhao Liang seemingly unhappy, Tian Jun took out a thick stack of RMB and shook it in front of Zhao Liang: "I really have something to do with you."

Zhao Liang was moved. He was only more than 300 yuan left on his body. His phone was down for more than a week and he had not recharged it. It can be said that he was extremely embarrassed.

Zhao Liang pulled Tian Jun to a newly opened breakfast shop in the alley next to him and ordered 2 bowls of wontons.

Tian Jun took the downtime mobile phone and looked at the time. It was just over 7 o'clock, and the sun was coming out for a while. Now it was the peak of the abortion during the working hours. There were a lot of people in the breakfast shop. The boss and the boss's wife also had a son, three of them, who were busy in a small shop with an area of ​​less than 20 square meters.

The Qianlixiang wontons in Ningzhou City are very special local snacks. Tian Jun liked to eat them when he was in college. However, since he graduated, he has rarely had the time to have breakfast. As for the past few months, in order to save money, he wished he could eat pickled rice every meal. Although this wonton is a common delicacy, it costs about three or four yuan a bowl. For him, it is almost a day's meal.

Zhao Liang watched the boss's wife standing at the door of the store, holding a small stick to scoop ice cream in her right hand, constantly scooping out a little bit of meat from a plastic basin filled with meat filling, stuffing it into the wonton wrapper on her left hand, and then pinched it hard with her left hand and threw it aside. The speed of the whole process was very skillful and fast, almost half a second. The boss's son was right beside him, counting the number of wontons. After enough, he directly held it in his hands and threw it into the boiling pot beside him.

Chaos is just a skin, and the little meat in the middle is just used to accompany the flavor. However, when Zhao Liang ate it in his mouth, he felt that this was the most comfortable and delicious meal he had eaten recently. Most of the meals provided by the Internet cafe are made by the boss himself. The boss and the boss are from Hunan. The taste is very heavy, with salt and spicy. Every time he eats, Zhao Liang has to soak it in boiling water twice before he dares to put it in his mouth. He is very uncomfortable with it.

"I want to ask you to buy a car for me." Tian Jun said halfway through the meal.

"Buy a car?" Zhao Liang asked in confusion, "I don't know about cars, why do you ask me to buy a car?"

"That's right. I have a relative who has a second-hand van at home and is about to sell it. I want to buy it, but I'm afraid of acquaintances, so it's hard to say." After that, Zhao Liang took out a thick stack of 100-yuan bills.

"Just just ask you to make a move..."

Zhao Liang earned more than three months of his salary in less than an afternoon. The relative who Tian Jun mentioned was more than 2,000 less than what Tian Jun gave him. After he came back, when Tian Jun asked if the price had changed, Zhao Liang opened his mouth and said no.

With this mouth, he earned more than 2,000 more.

When Tian Jun heard this, he just smiled, said nothing, patted Zhao Liang on the shoulder and said, "I'll come to you if you have something to do in the future."

That night, Tian Jun took out nearly 10 kilograms of goods and hid them under the base of the car's stool, then drove the car to an unnoticed section of the road and parked it aside.

Then he walked for more than half an hour, found a karaoke on the side of the road, chose a private room, turned the music to the maximum, then took out a cheap mobile phone he just bought, inserted a brand new SIM card, and sent a message to the other party's phone number: I got it first last time, but I want to pay first this time.

"No! The number is too large!" The other party immediately came back.

"I can give in to the price, 2500, but I have to pay first, so I can't forget it if I don't."

The other party thought for a long time and replied: "You'd better not lie to me, the money is..."

When collecting money, Tian Jun asked the two flower-selling girls under his command to do it. No one would have thought that in the middle of the night, the two pretty normal little girls on the street were filled with cash.

After receiving the money, Tian Jun told the other party about the parking location and license plate number. Then he pulled out the SIM card of his mobile phone and flushed it into the toilet.

In short, Tian Jun’s purpose is to separate people and goods when trading, and trade in steps. He would rather make less money than take risks. He thought clearly. Even if the police found out, the police could only find Zhao Liang based on the car transaction information. If Zhao Liang provided him with it, he would insist that it was slander, because everyone knew that Tian Jun’s younger brother had a feud with Zhao Liang.

So, after the work was done, Tian Jun also found an opportunity to put something in Zhao Liang's quilt. If the police found out, Zhao Liang's suspicion would reduce his exposure risk a lot.

However, Tian Jun has another meaning. He knows Zhao Liang's economic situation a little bit, so that Zhao Liang can taste the sweetness. At the critical moment, see if it can develop.

As for the group of younger brothers who followed him, Tian Jun couldn't help but shake his head when he thought of them. Although he was the same as them a month ago and was about the same age, now, Tian Jun looked at them like he was watching a group of children who had not grown up.

They usually say very fiercely, with tattoos on their bodies, learning to smoke, pick up girls, and dye their hair, but if they really want to give them a knife and ask them to chop someone, they probably may not have the courage to connect the knife. This is not the key, the key is that he is not sure if he wants them to go out to do something, will he just say he wants to meet a netizen and then run away...

These guys really don't seem to be doing things.

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