Chapter One

Thailand, Duochai City.

The afterglow of the setting sun shines on the earth.

There was a gray jeep parked under the shade of a tree beside the street. A middle-aged man was leaning on the seat, closing his eyes and concentrating.

Although he has entered middle age, the vicissitudes of time have left on him only a few wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, which actually add a touch of depth to his appearance.

"Jingle Bell--"

The rapid ringtone of the mobile phone rang. The middle-aged man moved slightly, opened his tired eyes, took out his mobile phone and pressed the answer button.

"Brother Peng, something happened."

A somewhat urgent voice came from the other end of the phone, speaking broken Mandarin.

"Panda, you should be unloading the goods now. What happened?" The middle-aged man sat up straight, rubbed his eyes, cleared his throat, and asked.

"Yeah, Brother Peng, it's Sanchez's batch of valves. This gringo is really not a thing. He changed the unloading address again. This time it was so urgent that the forklift couldn't come in. The brothers could only unload the goods with their bare hands. Someone just didn't

I accidentally missed it and was hit by the valve." Panda said on the other end of the phone.

"Who is it?" Jiang Peng inserted his cell phone into the phone holder, turned it to hands-free, put on his sunglasses, and started the car.

"It's Xilai, I just sent the person to the hospital." Panda replied.

"Send me the location and I'll be there right away." After Jiang Peng finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Soon, Panda sent the location of the hospital. Jiang Peng stepped on the accelerator and drove in the direction of the hospital.

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"Brother Peng!" As soon as Jiang Peng walked into the hospital, a lean man with dark skin walked up.

He had a crew cut and was wearing a black T-shirt. His forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat. He also held a pile of documents in his hand. He had obviously been busy for a long time.

"How is Xilai?" Jiang Peng patted Panda on the shoulder and asked.

"It's a bit bad. I'm preparing for the operation, but..." Panda suddenly became nervous, his face turning red and anxious.

"Is there a cost issue?" Jiang Peng immediately noticed Panda's difficulties and asked.

Panda whispered a few words, mixed with a lot of Thai. Being able to speak a few words in Chinese is already very good for this Thai.

Jiang Peng has been around Duchai Market for a long time. He understands some Thai and can basically understand what Panda said.

The hospital saw that Xilai was poorly dressed and was afraid that he would not be able to afford the surgery, so they kept delaying the surgery.

And those few Thai sentences are all popular curse words.

Jiang Peng didn't say much and asked Panda to take him to pay the fee.

The procedure was completed very quickly. The total amount was 18,643 baht. After Jiang Peng paid the money, Xilai was immediately sent to the operating room.

"Where are the other brothers?" Sitting outside the operating room, Jiang Peng asked Panda.

"Still unloading, it should be almost done by now." Panda said honestly.

Jiang Peng wanted to ask something else, but his phone suddenly rang. Looking at the caller ID, Jiang Peng's eyes immediately turned cold.

"Hello, Mr. Sanchez." Jiang Peng's voice was a little cold.

"Oh, my dear Mr. Jiang, what's wrong? It sounds like you're not very happy." The voice on the other end of the phone was full of teasing.

"It's okay." Jiang Peng replied.

"I was about to ask you why your people's work efficiency is so low. In one afternoon, the goods have not been unloaded." Sanchez's voice gradually became serious.

After Jiang Peng heard this, he immediately became angry. This is because the evil person complained first.

"Mr. Sanchez, you keep changing the unloading location and the unloading time for nearly half a month. Today you changed the unloading location again. The request is urgent and you can't use forklifts. There are many valves in this batch with quite large diameters. My people can only

Unloading goods with bare hands, someone was slapped just now

The door was damaged and he has been sent to the hospital." Jiang Peng said coldly.

"Mr. Jiang, what do you mean? Customers are God. Isn't it your duty to serve customers?" Sanchez's voice also turned cold.

"It depends on who it is! Sanchez, I will settle with you the port fees, ship fees, and ship station usage fees for more than half a month, as well as the medical expenses of my subordinates. I will send you the invoices.

Yes, I hope you can remit the money in time." Jiang Peng said without mercy.

"You're dreaming, you can never get a penny from me." Sanchez finally took off his hypocritical mask and shouted hysterically.

"Are you sure? Mr. Sanchez?" Jiang Peng suddenly smiled and his voice became softer.

Hearing Jiang Peng's change of tone, Sanchez was a little flustered, but he still said forcefully: "Not only that, you don't want the remaining 30% of the shipping fee."

"Do you really think I'm easy to bully?" Jiang Peng asked.

"You can get the money yourself if you can. If you want me to give you money, just dream." Sanchez mocked.

"Well, I hope you won't regret it, Goodbye!" Jiang Peng hung up the phone, his face a little gloomy.

He glanced at Panda, who looked a little flustered.

"You stay here and wait for my news." Jiang Peng stood up, put on his sunglasses, and left quickly.

Just when Pan Da was about to raise his head and say something, Jiang Pengren had disappeared.

After getting into the jeep, Jiang Peng took out his mobile phone, hesitated for a moment, and opened WeChat.

In the chat area of ​​WeChat, the person with a cartoon avatar is pinned to the top, and the comment is "daughter".

Jiang Peng opened the chat box and typed a line of text.

"Xiao Hu, dad has something to do tonight and may come back late. Remember to eat and sleep on time."

After waiting for a while, there was no recovery. Jiang Peng sighed and dialed a number.

"Wen Sheng, are you busy now?" Jiang Peng asked while driving the jeep with the speakerphone on.

"What's wrong, Brother Peng?" There was a clear male voice on the other end of the phone.

"Help me check a phone number and see if I can locate his location." Jiang Peng asked.

"Say." Vincent said calmly.

Jiang Peng gave Sanchez’s phone number.

"Yes, but it will take some time." Vincent looked at the phone number and replied.

"Just in time, I have to go to your place to get some things." Jiang Peng said casually.

"What's wrong? Is something wrong?" Vincent asked curiously.

"It's okay, I'm giving lessons to a blind guy."

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Lance Bar is one of the best places to shop in Ducai City. In such a port city, there are not many places to have fun.

At ten o'clock in the evening, it is the time when the nightlife has just begun. With the DJ's dynamic music, dense crowds are twisting on the dance floor.

Jiang Peng was sitting in a corner, with a glass of beer in front of him, but he didn't take a sip and sat quietly.

Although Jiang Peng is already forty years old, his face is profound, mature and stable, and the vicissitudes in the corners of his eyes make him a girl killer. After sitting for less than half an hour, many women have already taken the initiative to invite Jiang Peng to dance or drink together.

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Jiang Peng was not here to have fun and was too lazy to pay attention to these people, so he changed his position several times and came to a corner with a wide view.

His eyes kept wandering outside the private room on the second floor, and his goal was very clear.

Finally, after a waiter delivered the drinks, Jiang Peng caught a glimpse of a plump figure in the room.

Without hesitation, Jiang Peng immediately stood up and prepared to go upstairs. However, he got up too fast and accidentally bumped into a person on the road.

"I'm sorry." Jiang Peng subconsciously spoke Chinese.

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The man said "Huh", a little surprised.

Jiang Peng raised his head and realized that he had bumped into a beautiful woman. She was tall, lightly made up, with big waves on her shoulders, and her whole body was exuding fragrance.

Feeling the youthful aura of the other party, Jiang Peng was slightly absent-minded, but he quickly came to his senses.

"Do you speak Chinese?" the woman asked.

"Yeah." Jiang Peng said vaguely. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

"Are you Chinese? It's okay, I didn't notice it myself." the woman replied.

"Um, yes, I'm sorry to bother you." Jiang Peng lowered his head, apologized again, put on his sunglasses, and walked away quickly.

The woman looked at Jiang Peng who left in a hurry, then chopped Jiang Peng's untouched beer on the table, smiled with interest, and whispered: "What a weird person."

Jiang Peng came to the second floor and quickly locked his target.

"Do you need any service?" Jiang Peng knocked on the door and said in fairly fluent English.

There was a sound of hurried footsteps, and the door was opened, revealing a man in black wearing sunglasses.
To be continued...