In front of the second floor of an independent building near Songjiang North Station in Heijie District, a car slowly stopped. Wu Wensheng pushed the door and walked down, whispering: "You don't have to go in, just wait in the car."

"Okay." The nephew nodded.

Wu Wensheng sorted out his clothes, turned around to the second floor steps, and pushed the door into the main hall.

...

Seven or eight minutes later, in the living room on the second floor.

A bald middle-aged man in pajamas and twisted his nose and asked, "Drink some tea?"

"No, I'll leave after saying a few words." Wu Wensheng sat on the sofa and looked up and asked, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"Pneumonia, the fever has just subsided." The bald middle-aged man coughed twice, bent down and sat opposite Wu Wensheng: "Have everyone in the family gone?"

"Well, the arrangement is over." Wu Wensheng reached out and took out the cigarette box, frowned and looked at the bald man and asked, "Why are you willing to stay on the black street recently?"

"Oh, haven't you just bought this house? And there's a lot of work at home during this period. I don't like to go back, so I'll take care of the disease here." The bald man replied softly.

Wu Wensheng took a deep breath of cigarette and said in a low voice: "Lao Yan, how many goods are left in Curry?"

"Not much." The bald man thought for a moment and replied: "Come on, come on, you can get five big items."

"Contact some acquaintances and get these five items out as soon as possible." Wu Wensheng ordered.

Lao Yan asked in a daze: "Are you really planning to have the whole medicine with Yuan Ke?"

"It's not entirely because of this." Wu Wensheng responded with a frown: "Xiao Yao's cause of death is a bit sensitive, and we have been a little close to Yuan Ke recently, so someone on the Black Street Superintendent is jealous of us. Let's be low-key and don't catch others' handles."

"Oh." Lao Yan sighed, and replied with a little complaining tone: "I didn't agree with you when you asked Xiaoyao to take over the gun dealer business. But if you insisted that with me, he could play this role well. But in less than a year, he wouldn't listen to anyone. This time, the great master below him, the goods from Lei Zi outside the black area, was actually completely due to improper management.... In order to earn two more money, his core maid would use other people's low-priced goods to use his own channels to sell them. This would definitely be severely punished. But Xiaoyao not only did not, but also helped him stand out and finally got this result. How bad it would be."

Wu Wensheng looked up at Lao Yan, and after a long time of silence, he whispered: "You are right, I'm a little too spoiled with Xiao Yao."

"In theory, the children are gone, and I shouldn't tell you that these useless things are no longer." Lao Yan coughed and persuaded: "But I still feel that not only Xiao Yao in the past few years, but all of us have been a little inflated... When we get power, we will offend many people inadvertently."

"I understand what you mean." Wu Wensheng nodded.

Lao Yan interfered and thought for a long time before continuing helplessly: "Actually, it's good to do medicines, because we have been making gun sales so much in the past two years. Many friends above told me that the income of a regular group is not as high as that of ours... No one in the Jiangnan area has been fat in the past two years, so we are fat."

"Yeah." Wu Wensheng responded while smoking: "When those murderous Lei Zi caught me, I will talk to Yuan Ke in detail. If you rectify the company, we will transform."

"Okay." Lao Yan nodded.

"Kang Kang!"
Chapter completed!