Ten minutes later, after one vocational school, a large number of students came to the public toilet.

In the toilet, Brother Tuo spit out a stream of black smoke from his mouth, his hair was burned by the extinguished word Mars, and the genre was not uniform. He looked like a steamed bun that seemed to have been gnawed by a dog. The polyester sweatpants were full of small holes, and the most important part was on his butt. The ground was red with a hundred thousand sounds + double sounds, which was not bad at all, and it directly shattered the crotch! Yes, it was broken...

Brother Tuo's mind has always shrunk a bit, but today he was extremely devastated. He saw a large number of classmates coming from the ventilation window and immediately cleverly covered his cheeks with his school uniform. Because there were too many spots on his body, he would definitely not be able to cover his hands, so keeping his face is a very correct choice.

He was barefoot, with a pair of sticky sneakers in the pit, and then Brother Tuo walked out of the toilet with great strides.

"Damn, are beggar's clothes so unstable now? The crotch is all dry?"

"Hey, who is that stupid B? Why are you barefoot and your butt smoking?"

"Brush!"

Just after school, hundreds of students at the door of the first job were immediately attracted by Tuo Ge's alternative look, and they were all whispering and watching.

"Brother Tuo, Lin Wei went to the women's bathroom to find your mother!" someone suddenly shouted in the crowd.

"kindness?"

Brother Tuo was stunned, instinctively took off his school uniform and turned around, trying to find the voice to call him. But when he looked up, he saw himself standing in the middle of the crowd, and hundreds of people around him were looking at him in shock.

In the crowd, Lin Wei left quietly after shouting.

"Damn it, Lin Wei!!" Brother Tuo showed his butt, and his hysterical roar shook his post.

In this battle, Taiping Nuclear aircraft carrier resounded and added the title of "Toilet Cannon King".

...

On the street at the back door of Yizhi, an extremely dilapidated Songhuajiang Minyin van stopped slowly.

"Weiwei, use it quickly, you will definitely come back before 6 o'clock in the evening. I have to pull the beer for the slow rocking..." A child of the same age as Lin Wei walked out of the public opinion van and gave him a very serious advice.

"Where is the Mercedes-Benz BMW that was agreed upon?" Lin Jun looked at the broken bread and asked speechlessly.

"The big guys I know have come to the account together to learn the "City Creation Spirit"... Mercedes-Benz and BMWs are all stopping at the door of the detention center. Let's keep a low profile and deal with it." Lin Wei did not have the awareness of bragging at all, as if he was talking about a real thing.

"Damn!" Zhang Xiaole was speechless.

"This bastard is definitely missing the root string..." Yu Liang was also quite collapsed.

"Hey, don't sit back. This car is driven by the rear wheel. You three are pressing. I think this broken car is in a difficult situation to drive away..." Lin Wei instructed while getting in the car.

"Mom, let's work together...!" Lin Jun regretted that he believed this fool, and felt that he might as well rent a car to go to the countryside.

...

After Lin Wei bid farewell to his friend who was delivering the car, the four young men rushed to the Wuchang countryside.

On the way, Zhang Xiaole told Lin Jun that his reputation could not be "promoted" so much money. So, before he came to find Lin Jun, he contacted a eldest brother he had known in his hometown. The eldest brother helped to help him get in the middle, but he had to give him a 2,000 yuan bonus.

Lin Jun was very hungry at this time. When he heard that he could raise money, he immediately agreed, because the benefit of 2,000 yuan was not too much.

In today's society, if you ask someone to do business and he wants to give you financial returns, it is a good thing. Because as long as everyone talks with money, there is no one who owes who. On the other hand, what you are most afraid of now is that others help you with things, but they don't need some rewards on the surface. This kind of favor debt will make you feel more uncomfortable than asking for money, because you won't know how to repay it.

Money lifting is a professional term for private lending in Northeast China. Its form is a bit like usury, but the interest is much cheaper than usury. This kind of lending only exists between friends, relatives and friends. Therefore, borrowers will not easily lend money to strangers. If they borrow, they must have an acquaintance guaranteed it. The funds borrowed are generally spare money collected by several farmers during the slack season.

Wuchang is not too far from City H, and the three young men were sitting in the car, listening to Lin Wei's joyful bragging, and feeling that time passed quickly, so when everyone was still talking, the car had already arrived at the station.

The village where everyone came was named Baolong Village. The Minyin van parked at the entrance of a convenience store in the middle of the village. Then Zhang Xiaole took everyone into the house.

The house was filled with smoke, and there were two mahjong tables in the rural supermarket of 30 square meters.

"Brother Blind, where are you playing mahjong?" Zhang Xiaole walked to the card game at the edge of the table, and then greeted a middle-aged man in his early thirties.

"Haha, here we come, Xiaole!" The middle-aged man who called Brother Blind turned around and smiled, and then said kindly: "There are no people in the afternoon, I'll make up my number."

When Zhang Xiaole talked to Brother Blind, Lin Jun looked down at him, but he couldn't help but frown. Because he felt that Brother Blind's face was too shady. Not only did he have a pockish face, his left eye was blind, and his eye sockets were inlaid with blue "glass balls".

"Brother Blind, come out and say?" Zhang Xiaole knew that Lin Wei had to return the car early tonight, so he urged him to ask.

"No, I have arranged all the money for you. Just go to Zhao Laosi's family in the east end of the village to get it. If you go back, write a IOU for him and it's all done." The blind brother smiled.

"Is it so powerful?" Zhang Xiaole teased and continued to ask: "It's Zhao Laosi, the one who raises cattle? I haven't been home for three or four years, and I've forgotten a little...!"

"Yes, it's him, you go, let's talk about it after all." Brother blind looked at Lin Jun and the others, then continued to lower his head and play mahjong.

"Okay, then I'll go over and get the money first, let's talk back." Zhang Xiaole nodded, then gave Lin Jun and others a look, and everyone walked out of the supermarket together.

...

In the van outside the door, Zhang Xiaole directed Lin Wei to drive to the east end of the village, and Lin Jun asked: "What is this blind guy doing? I just saw that they were playing very big, and one person on the poker table was holding more than 10,000 yuan in his hand!"

"Haha, just mess around. However, I admire him very much. This person is in Wuchang, has many friends and a wide network of contacts, and he will definitely be able to mess around in the countryside. That supermarket is his, but it is just to bet all year round, and he specially entertains some people from the city to come and play money. He is said to have also bought brick factory shares outside, but I don't know the specific details. Anyway, he can do whatever he wants. Earning 700,000 to 800,000 a year is like playing." Zhang Xiaole explained casually.

"What about bragging B? Is it so rich, why don't you live in the city? You have to cat in the countryside?" Yu Liang, who had not said much, dragged his chin and curled his lips disapprovingly.

"As soon as you see that you say this, you don't know what it is. He is going to the city, how can he make money?" Zhang Xiaole replied with a smile.

"That's right." Lin Jun nodded deeply in agreement.

...

The other end.

In the supermarket, after Lin Jun and others left, Brother Blind played another mahjong, then thought for a while, and then said to the person at the table: "Come on, Dalizi, help me play, I'll go out and make a call."
Chapter completed!