Everyone gathered firewood and the flames were high. Da Chuang and his gang rented the store and after working for a few days, they finally opened it.

Originally, Da Chuang was thinking of simply decorating the interior, but if you throw away the money, there really wouldn't be much money left. The key is the money that Shakun paid for gambling debts, and the money that was lent to Lin Yimo.

The money has not been paid up to now.

On the morning of the opening day, Duan Xiaobo invited a large group of friends to come over to support him. Regardless of whether they were men or women, most of these people had non-mainstream styles, wearing all kinds of fancy clothes and dyed hair in various colors.

In Fat Wu’s words, when I looked from afar, I thought the crew of Journey to the West were gathering here!

Several flower baskets were delivered to the door early, and some of them were delivered by Zou Yujie.

When Da Chuang saw this, he felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

Although there were a lot of people coming and it looked very lively and popular, there was no room to sit inside. Taking advantage of the fact that the weather was getting warmer, Duan Xiaobo's group of friends simply moved stools and sat outside.

Da Chuang also thought about calling Lao Jiu again. After all, this was the icing on the cake. Friends who rarely get together could take this opportunity to get together.

Thinking of this, Da Chuang took out his cell phone and called Lao Jiu.

The first call was made, and it rang seven or eight times, but no one answered. At this time, guests were arriving outside, so Da Chuang put down the phone.

After the greetings were over, Da Chuang called Lao Jiu again. After five or six rings, and when he was about to give up, the other party answered the phone.

"Hey, Lao Jiu, I was busy with opening business the past two days, so I didn't bother to look for you. Come here, my brothers are taking this opportunity to sit down." Da Chuang said.

"No, I wish your business is prosperous." Lao Jiu said in a cold tone.

When Da Chuang heard that the tone inside was wrong, he asked, "What's wrong, Lao Jiu, what's going on with you over there?"

"Oh, it's nothing, Da Chuang. Sometimes, people in this place can't tell what's going on. Okay, that's it."

"Hey, wait a minute, what you said doesn't sound right to me?" Da Chuang asked.

"Da Chuang, I really didn't expect you to be so big-hearted. Forget it, let's not talk anymore, I have something else to do..." With that, Lao Jiu was about to hang up the phone.

"Lao Jiu, wait a moment!"

After Da Chuang said this, Lao Jiu did not press the call button, but remained calm and silent.

"Lao Jiu, have you received the money I asked Kunzi to send you?" Da Chuang seemed to suddenly realize something at this time.

"What is it about Kunzi? When did I meet his people!"

As soon as Lao Jiu finished speaking, Da Chuang immediately understood what was going on.

"Okay, Lao Jiu, don't worry about this. I will ask you clearly. Just wait until I finish my work tomorrow and I will go find you in person!" Da Chuang said loudly.

"……Need not."

"That's it for now, Lao Jiu, after all these years, I won't tell you who I am, but you know, there must be something wrong here. Wait until I figure it out, and I'll give you a

I told you!" Da Chuang said vigorously.

"Well, let's do it. I'll give it up first." Lao Jiu's tone obviously softened.

"Yeah." Da Chuang's face was already ugly at this time.

After closing the phone, Da Chuang glanced around and saw Fat Wu, who was swinging his arms to wash vegetables. He shouted to him: "Lao Wu, have you seen Kunzi?"

"I just went out to buy groceries on my tricycle!" Fatty said without raising his head.

Da Chuang clasped his hands and walked out of the gate. He saw Shakun riding a three-wheeler towards this side.

Da Chuang took a deep breath, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and stared at him.

Before, Sha Kun still looked young, but when he saw Da Chuang's expression, his face suddenly froze.

A person who has something on his mind is most afraid of being looked down upon by others, because he doesn’t know that it was because of his incident that someone discovered him. And that’s the case with Silk Kun now. He has done a lot of bad things and owes everyone money.

Not to mention, he secretly used the money he was going to give to Lao Jiu to make gambling cards, and now he is hooking up with Wei San'er to sell meatballs.

For a person like this, as long as there is a slight disturbance, his heart will turn over and over again, let alone if he makes a big move and gives him a bad face.

These brothers are usually fine talking and laughing together, but if something happens, Da Chuang only needs to keep a straight face. Except for Jing San'er who can say a word, no one else dares to say anything.

Sha Kun was still pedaling vigorously in the first three rounds. Once he saw Da Chuang's expression, the movements of his feet slowed down a lot.

Da Chuang just looked at him, but he was too dazed to die. In such a short distance, Sha Kun still rode in front of Da Chuang.

"Come in with me." After Da Chuang said this expressionlessly, he turned around and walked inside.

"I haven't unloaded the food in the car yet." Sha Kun's voice was a little short.

"Let Xiaobo and the others unload, and you come in with me first!" Da Chuang's voice suddenly became louder.

"...Oh." Sha Kun got out of the car with one leg and followed Da Chuang with his head hanging down.

After entering the house, Da Chuang patted Sha Kun on the shoulder.

His shot shocked Sha Kun.

At this time, there was no need to ask any more questions. Da Chuang had already concluded that Shakun had something up his sleeve. It was 100% that he had secretly smuggled the money given to Lao Jiu.

But even so, he still wanted to hear it from Sha Kun himself.

"Kun'er, let me ask you, did you give him the money I asked you to give to Lao Jiu? Tell me the truth!" Da Chuang stared into Sha Kun's eyes and asked.

Sha Kun didn't dare to look at Da Chuang. He searched around with his eyes and stammered incoherently.

"I'm asking you something!" Da Chuang's voice rose.

"...What, I lost it." After Sha Kun said this, he glanced at Da Chuang, then quickly lowered his head, like a dog that had done something wrong and was about to be punished by its owner.

Just the same, helpless, afraid, and a little bit aggrieved.

"Lost it? Why didn't you lose yourself?" Da Chuang pointed at Shakun's chest and said.

"I just lost it on the road. I didn't dare to tell you. I was afraid..."

Before Sha Kun finished speaking, Da Chuang kicked him in the leg: "What are you afraid of? I don't think you are afraid of anything now!"

"Chuang, what's going on?" At this time, Xiaoqing ran in from outside and asked.

Da Chuang took a deep breath, but still said: "Nothing, is something wrong?"

"Oh, take a look. Wang Qiang is driving a small truck outside with several boxes of liquor on it. He said he wanted to congratulate us on our opening. We don't have that kind of friendship with him, and he still had to let the people who followed him carry it down!

"Xiao Qing said with a frown.

"Wang Qiang? Which Wang Qiang?" Da Chuang asked.

"Who else is there? Hob meat. Wang Jun's younger brother!" Xiao Qing said.

"Let's go and take a look!" Da Chuang said and walked straight to the door.
Chapter completed!