In Jiangbei, at 9:30 pm, the entrance of the allocation station of the "Northern Expedition Building Materials Transportation Team" next to the Wangjiang Biyuan construction site.

Lin Jun got out of the taxi, wore a taxi driver's jacket on his upper body, then lowered his head and walked towards the door of the distribution station.

At the door, there were dazzling light bulbs hanging under a shabby parasol, and a group of dense mosquitoes were circling around the light bulbs. Under the mosquitoes were seven or eight strong men, and everyone sat around a rectangular table, crossing their legs, chatting and drinking tea.

"Hey, brother, I'll ask, Manchu Northern Expedition, is Brother Bei here?" Lin Jun stepped forward and asked.

"Who are you?" a middle-aged man looked up and asked.

"I am a child of Brother Bei, so I have something to do with him!" Lin Jun was concise.

"He's not in now!"

"Where did you go?" Lin Jun asked.

"Boom!"

While the two were talking, an Oman dump truck drove away from a distance, and the driver sat in the car and poked his head out, and asked at the middle-aged man who was talking to Lin Jun: "Brother Zhou, where is the cement unloading?"

"I'll go in with you!" The middle-aged man who was talking to Lin Jun stood up, then pointed at Lin Jun and said, "Brother Bei is having dinner in Macau Doulao. If you want to talk to him, just wait here, he will come back soon!"

"Then I won't wait. I'll go to Macau Doulao to find him." Lin Jun smiled, then turned around and left, but instinctively remembered the middle-aged man who was talking to him.

Middle-aged man ignored Lin Jun again, but got on the dump truck and entered the construction site.

.........

Half an hour later, at the entrance of the Macau Doulao Hotel in Jiangbei.

"Hey, hello, let me ask, Manzhouliu, do you know him? Which private room is he in?" Lin Junchong asked the waiter.

"Oh, Brother Bei, at 309!" The waiter was obviously very familiar with the reputation of the Manchu Northern Expedition, and replied without any thought.

"Where is his car parked? Do you know?" Lin Jun saw that the reputation of the Northern Expedition of Manchu was quite loud, and then asked immediately.

"The parking lot outside, the Mercedes-Benz black A07777!" the waiter replied.

"Thank you." Lin Jun threw a sentence, walked out of the hotel.

"Brother, 309 will go from there!" the waiter shouted.

"It's okay, I'll wait for him outside!" Lin Jun threw down without looking back, then pushed the door and walked out.

.........

In the parking lot outside Macau Doulao, there is a shiny black Mercedes-Benz 600, with a black A07777 license plate hanging, and it is parked regularly in an inconspicuous corner.

Lin Jun walked to Mercedes-Benz Six hundred, then lowered his head and lit a cigarette, took off the jacket he bought for fifty yuan from the taxi driver, leaked out two wounded arms, then tore off the lining of the jacket, and skillfully tied it to the wound.

More than an hour later, a figure walked over at the entrance of the hotel with steady steps. He was the Manchu Northern Expedition and was 33 years old this year. Five years ago, he was a contractor, and later it was said that he started his business because of demolition, but no one can explain clearly how this "home" came into being.

There is a full-time driver in the Northern Expedition, but he took leave today and didn't go to work. So after he finished drinking, he asked the project manager to take the client out to play, and he found an excuse to prepare to go home to rest, because his daily life was very regular and he rarely stayed up late.

But today's events are actually the same, because since Lin Jun dares to come, there is no more or less, which means little to him.

No matter how much wine the Manchu Northern Expedition drank, his face was not red at all, but white, and it was a little scary. He was of medium size, only about 1.75 meters tall, fair skin, short hair, and a little quiet, not as rumored as the rumor outside.

"Didi!"

When the Manchu Northern Expedition reached about seven or eight meters away from the Mercedes-Benz 600, he raised his hand and pressed the car key.

"Oh, Brother Bei, you've calculated it." Lin Jun walked over quickly with a smile on his face.

"Who are you?" Man Beifa looked at Lin Jun with his eyes narrowed, then was stunned.

"Oh, I'm from the construction site. Brother Zhou of the convoy is afraid that you will drink too much, so he asked me to come and pick you up!" Lin Jun had already arrived at the Manbei Expedition while speaking, then held him with his left hand and took the car key directly with his right hand and said, "Get in the car, I'll take you back!"

"From the construction site? I haven't seen you before?" The Northern Expedition was supported by Lin Jun, and his body stood there without moving.

"Bang!" Lin Jun grabbed the elbow joint of the Northern Expedition with his left hand, and then smiled and said, "Get in the car and say, is it okay, Brother Bei?"

The Northern Expedition was stunned. After only a few seconds of silence, he opened his mouth and said, "Then let's go!"

Two minutes later, the two got into the car.

Lin Jun was driving while Manchu was sitting in the back seat.

"Brother Bei, where are we going?" Lin Jun skillfully started Mercedes-Benz Six Hundred, and then asked without looking back.

"I'll go home, Mengke International." Manbei Expedition lay in the back seat a little tired, with an expression on his face extremely relaxed, and his tone was like a conversation with his own driver: "The head hurts, and there are painkillers and mineral water in the hand buckles. Please help me get it."

"Oh, it's great." Lin Jun nodded, reached out and handed the mineral water and painkiller tablets in his hand, and said teasingly: "I haven't been wandering around at home for several years. I really can't remember where Mengke International is. I've lost it to you. Don't scold me, haha!"

"Yeah, watch it, you can go anywhere!" Man Beifa nodded repeatedly while nodding.

"Buzz!"

Lin Jun stepped on the accelerator and drove away.

At night, there were few cars on the highway in Jiangbei, and the dim lights shot into the car, reflecting half of the cheeks of the Northern Expedition. He inserted his hands, leaned his head on the leather seat, closed his eyes and asked, "Brothers, where did you come back?"

"Myanmar!" Lin Jun drove the steering wheel with one hand, relaxed and replied in a calm tone.

"Myanmar?" When the Northern Expedition heard this, he was stunned for a moment, then opened his eyes and swept his eyes from behind to Lin Jun.

"I worked there for four years and just returned home a week ago!" Lin Jun drove a Mercedes-Benz smoothly.

"Then why do you drive me a free drive here? Are you short of money or a lack of work? Haha!" Manbei Expedition asked with a smile.

"Haha, no, no!" Lin Jun shook his head and smiled, opened his mouth and said, "Brother Bei, I won't eat this food!"

"That's my job?" Manbei Expedition asked directly.

"Haha, I have nothing to do this time. I built a mutton skewers in the back market." Lin Jun said as if chatting about home.

When the Northern Expedition heard this, he was stunned and thought for more than ten seconds. Then he nodded and said, "Ah, if you say that, I will understand."

"Brother Bei, the people who follow you are now full and full of food and drink. They no longer have life problems, but I just pointed to this barbecue stall to make a living. You said, they pinched my neck and refused to let me eat, what would I do? Otherwise, I will cry for you?" Lin Jun said in a teasing tone.

"Haha, in the past two years, too many people have known me, but I know too few!" Manbei Expedition smiled and then continued, "What you mean, I understand, drive well, don't really pull me away, I'm sleepy!"

"Oh, it's great!" Lin Jun nodded, then he still stepped on the accelerator at a constant speed, and rushed to Jiangnan Mengke International without any haste.

.........

Forty minutes later, downstairs of the Manbei Expedition residence, Lin Jun parked the car regularly, then stretched out his right hand and said, "Then I'll leave, Brother Bei?"

The Manbei Expedition reached out to shake Lin Jun and noticed that there was a clear gunshot wound on his arm. Then he teased and said, "You have some story!"

"It's not a story, at most it's an Andersen fairy tale!" Lin Jun pretended to be B in a low-key manner.

"Naughty!" Man Bei Expedition smiled, then patted Lin Jun on the shoulder, pointed at him and said, "I remember you!"

"goodbye!"

"Yeah, let's go!"

After saying that, the two separated. The Manchu Northern Expedition did not hide, but went straight to his own elevator. Similarly, Lin Jun did not observe each other secretly, but strided out of the underground parking lot.

After returning home, the Northern Expedition was slow, afraid of disturbing the rest of his wife and children, so he picked up the hangover tea set on the table, grinned, and then called Wang Tao's cell phone.

"Hey, brother?" Wang Tao's voice sounded.

"I'm giving you a job, earning at least 300,000 yuan a year. Why are you still holding on to the broken market? If you are used to being shit, give you some seafood. You have some diarrhea, right?" Man Beifa sat on the sofa, lowered his head and drank tea and asked.

"…!" Wang Tao thought for a long time on the other end of the phone before he understood and explained, "Brother, I know what you are talking about. But I have already said hello to the market and asked them to start taking it off, but the people below didn't listen to us when they were eating our meal!"

"Xiao Tao, the company is getting better and better, and the contact area is getting wider and wider. The personnel must move up with the company's pace. Those who can adapt to it will stay! Those who can't keep up, get out! Do you understand?" Manbei Expedition asked in a plain voice.

"I understand, brother!"

After Wang Tao finished speaking, a busy voice appeared on the phone.

.........

In the market in the back road, Dazhuang found thirty or forty rural neighbors, drove several tricycles to transport goods, and began to draw out Lin Jun everywhere. They carried swords, guns, sticks, and shouted slogans to remove Lin Jun one leg.

"Dingling!"

Dazhuang's cell phone rang.

"Hey, Tao? I'll find out where Lin Jun lives. Don't worry, I will definitely take him tonight!" Da Zhuang answered the phone and replied gritting his teeth.

"I've been damn B! I'll drink some B wine every day, but I don't know what my surname is! Because of your terrible matter, I'm still scolded! Take your people out of here!" Wang Tao cursed.

"...I asked him to make a fuss, and that's it?" Da Zhuang asked incrediblely.

"You'll be better, I'll press your butt on your mouth. Do you believe it?"

"Then what about the fares and appearance fees for these more than 30 people?" Dazhuang asked quickly.

"Do it yourself." Wang Tao said angrily and hung up the phone.

.........

Department of Surgery, Third Hospital of the City.

"Jun, don't tell me, you really did the Northern Expedition?" Zhang Xiaole asked excitedly at Lin Jun who was sewing a needle.
Chapter completed!