Warehouse in Nanyang Road, Heijie District.

Pei Deyong carried his hands behind his back and in a stylish manner: "The price of the goods is set by the Yuan family. You can just go out according to the price on the order."

"Brother Pei, then is this guy only sold on his own ground or can he be put out?" a middle-aged man turned around and asked.

Pei Deyong thought for a few seconds and replied: "Don't put it on the ground of the Ma family, but they want someone to come to our place to pick up the goods. That's not impossible. Do you understand the meaning?"

"Haha, then I understand." The strong man nodded.

"Everything is all done quickly, and the warehouse is locked after the division is divided." Xu Yang shouted loudly.

"Okay, you guys do it, I'll go back first." Pei Deyong threw down his words, turned around and was about to leave.

"Brother Pei, you can wait."

Xu Yang shouted from behind, trotting and saying, "We just finished talking with Ma Lao Er two days ago, and suddenly we sent the goods out, and we were selling from the Yuan family. Will the other person...?"

"I'm just waiting for them to react." Pei Deyong interrupted and responded directly: "Didn't Ma Lao Er give me 40%? Then I'll let him see how much I, Lao Pei, is on the black street. I'm not afraid that he doesn't know, but that he won't see it. You can sell it for me, it's best to clear the goods in four or five days."

Xu Yang hesitated for a while, frowned and advised: "What I mean is that we just walked with the Yuan family so easily. Isn't that a little wrong? Wu Wensheng got along so well with him some time ago, but he fell down in just two days. There are rumors outside that... Old Wu didn't return to Songjiang, but he was Yuan Kegan's."

"Yuan Ke just killed his mother, what does it have to do with me? What I want to do is make money, not live with him." Pei Deyong responded without caring: "Don't think so much, just do the work well."

"Okay." Xu Yang thought for a while, but did not persuade him again.

...

After more than ten minutes.

Pei Deyong sat in the car, holding the phone with a pale face and asked, "What did you say?"

"The children sent to Changji Mountain have had an accident on the road and all died in the car." The other party replied in a low voice: "The car was found outside the district, and it was someone from the joint defense."

"What about the person you arranged?" Pei Deyong asked in confusion.

"They may have found that the person was dead, and they were afraid of being in trouble, so they threw the car on the side of the road and ran away." The other party explained softly: "I asked the people on the joint defense side, and they told me that the cause of the incident might be carbon monoxide poisoning."

"How is that possible?!" Pei Deyong asked with a confused look on his face: "Carbon monoxide poisoning, why? Are those two drivers trying to turn the stove in the car?"

"No, the people on the joint defense said that when they found out that the fuel tank was out of oil, and the air conditioner in the cargo box was blocked with cloth strips, and the vent was not opened." The other party explained in detail: "So the preliminary judgment was that the car might not turn off at idle speed, and the privately installed middle air conditioner was still on, so the circulating wind produced toxic gas. However, the cargo box was too closed, and the person we locked up was suffocated to death."

Pei Deyong touched his head after hearing the sound. After a while of speech, he gritted his teeth and cursed: "I asked you to find some smart and capable people, but you just scrambled to run on the road. Do you know how much money can we get when sent to Changji? Confidentiality project, one person has 12,000! Damn, seven or eight of them have died, how much I lost, have you calculated?"

The other party is silent.

Pei Deyong looked out the window in a bad mood, and after a few seconds of silence, he asked, "What do you say on the joint defense side?"

"It's not normal to die outside the planning area." The other party immediately responded: "The joint defense only made a record, dragged the car away, buried the person, and then pulled it down, and there was no investigation at all. Haha, this matter cannot be investigated. How can I deal with what happened in the planning area?"

"Then we also arrange the joint defense, because the car was dragged over after all." Pei Deyong instructed.

"Well, it's okay, I know what to do."

"Hurry up and get the person to me, Changji is urging me to ask for it." Pei Deyong frowned and cursed: "And remember it for me. It is normal for me to have losses when running in the planning area, and I can understand it. But we will definitely not allow the incident of the second-hand manipulation caused by such personal negligence. If something similar happens, then don't do it."

"You said you wouldn't eat the grass in the front door, so we dare not make up this matter around Songjiang. Otherwise, the journey would not be so far, and there would be no accidents for us." The other party also responded helplessly: "Or, I'll do it around in the future."

"No." Pei Deyong shook his head: "Even if the cost is a little more expensive, you can't do this job at your doorstep."

"Okay, then I get it."

"Well, that's it, let's deal with it quickly." Pei Deyong threw down his sentence and hung up his phone. He didn't think of the tragic deaths in his heart. He just wondered how to drag Changji on his side again.

...

It's past nine o'clock in the evening.

In the Tuzha Street warehouse, Uncle Liu Zi was sitting at his desk, looking down at a novel of the apocalypse.

There are three rows of walkie-talkies hanging on the left wall, with a total of forty or fifty walkie-talkies.

A murmur sounded, and a sound came from an intercom: "Warehouse, call the warehouse."

Uncle Liu was stunned for a moment, turned around and took off the walkie-talkie, frowned and asked, "Received it, say."

"Brother, someone robs guests on the road."

"Snatch the guest? Are you from the Yuan family?" Uncle Liu Zi immediately sat upright and asked.

"No, recently, we and Yuan Ke have bought their own products, and everyone is out of line." The young man on the intercom frowned and replied, "It's on the other side of Nanyang Road, Pei Deyong's people are releasing goods. The quantity is very large and suddenly appeared."

"Does it feel right?" Uncle Liu frowned and asked.

"Brother, there are only so many goods on the road. There is a sudden big change today. Do you think we can feel it?"

"Are you sure he is robbing customers? He has stepped on the line and entered our plate?" Uncle Liu Zi asked very seriously.

"I didn't get into our plate, but I contacted our customers to buy in their ground." The brother who placed the medicine below explained quickly: "Because we have limited delivery, but Pei Deyong has no gates. He dares to sell as much as you take, so many small buyers have gone."

Uncle Liu Zi thought for a while: "Tell our brothers, don't move around first, I'll call the higher-ups."

"good."

...

After more than ten minutes.

The phone call reached Qin Yu. After listening to Ma Laoer's speech carefully, he looked gloomy and responded decisively: "As for things on the ground, as long as we take care of them, you can just watch it. I will take care of it no matter how big the problem occurs."

"Okay, then I understand." Ma Lao Er responded and hung up his phone directly.

...

at the same time.

In a coffee shop in the city, Zhao Bao met his long-lost classmate and immediately asked with a smile: "You are very busy, haha, I'll wait for you for an afternoon."

"I'm really sorry, something happened outside the district, so I went to take some photos." The classmate responded apologetically.

"What's the matter?" Zhao Bao asked curiously.
Chapter completed!