Rebirth of Hong Kong Variety Show

Chapter 213 Does it have anything to do with me?It doesn't matter!
twelve o'clock in the evening.

Saigon District.

Saigon market.

Miss CA's site.

alley.

"Give you."

Ma Zai, who was in charge of bulk goods, took the banknotes from the addict with dark circles under his eyes, rubbed the banknotes with his fingers, and threw a small bag of powder out.

The junkie took the "Hong Kong paper", his originally dull eyes suddenly became brighter, and he couldn't wait to open the plastic packaging.

"Leave far away."

Ma Zai scolded angrily: "Don't fucking hinder my business, look at your worthless appearance."

Addicts have been taking "Hong Kong Paper" all year round, and their bodies are already failing. They are skinny and emaciated, and their thinking is four or five times slower than normal people. There is no reaction.

Ma Zai unceremoniously raised his foot and kicked the addict out without even looking at him: "Next!"

in their eyes.

These street attacks are nothing more than their money-making tools, and they are tools without human rights.

The addict didn't care, he crawled forward twice on the ground, grabbed the "Hong Kong Paper" that fell on the ground, and found a corner to start smoking.

The addicts who came to line up to buy "Hong Kong Paper" saw this scene, and they continued to move forward like walking dead.

In their eyes, only "Hong Kong Paper" can make them excited.

At a glance.

In the dark alley, these addicts squatted in the corner of the alley one by one, enjoying the refreshing feeling brought by the drug abuse.

The dim light hanging on the wall in the alley casts above their heads, reflecting their shadows on the wall, dragging the elders.

The shadow on the wall stretched its teeth and claws, like a grinning devil, covering them all.

It seems.

From the very beginning of being contaminated with these things, these people were destined to have only one ending.

Life seems to have no end in sight, falling into this endless abyss, and breaking into pieces at any time.

"Get a pack."

A young man in good spirits yawned and handed over the banknotes in his hand.

"Grass."

The guy who sold the bulk goods glanced at the man who came to sell the goods in front of him, and couldn't help but teasingly said: "Pujie, why are you here?"

"Three days ago, didn't I hear you say that that was the last time you bought something? I won't smoke it again."

"hey-hey."

The man chuckled and didn't answer. He just urged the bulky boy to give him the "Hong Kong paper" quickly.

He has not been in contact with "Hong Kong Paper" for a long time.

A chance meeting.

At the banquet, a few friends thought it was boring and said they wanted to have fun, and then someone took out the "Hong Kong Paper".

At the beginning, the man also rejected their invitation, but seeing them having fun, he felt ready to move for a while.

Under the trend of curiosity, he also tried it once, and it was really good. The whole person was completely empty, and his spirit reached an unprecedented joy.

When that strength passes.

The man felt that it was nothing, but he couldn't control himself at all. Step by step, he got deeper and deeper, and the frequency of needing "Hong Kong paper" became higher and higher.

Once you get infected, you can't get rid of it.

The saying that curiosity killed the cat has been verified by them. They always think that they have strong self-control, and they have no problem trying it once. Now they have already smoked people and ghosts.

none of them.

"Give!"

The man took the small plastic bag thrown by the bulky boy, and looked at the small plastic bag with bright eyes, and a magical force attracted him deeply.

"the last time!"

He habitually uttered his mantra: "The last billion times, the last billion times!"

He didn't notice that the goods given to him by the pony boy were not the same as those given to other people, but they were taken out of another pocket, and there seemed to be no difference.

only.

What he didn't know was that the stuff inside was not the "Hong Kong paper" that could be eaten directly, but the most primitive "dollars", and it was high-purity "dollars" that had been added by the "chef", so they could be eaten directly , will die.

"Falling on the street."

Ma Zai, who was in bulk, cursed with a smile, glanced at the man who left with the "Hong Kong paper", and raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

The man came to the corner with the "Hong Kong paper", opened it impatiently, and began to smoke skillfully.

"hiss"

The man took a deep sip, and for a while, he felt his whole brain went blank, and the familiar refreshing feeling came and enveloped him.

"what"

He let out a sigh of relief, closed his eyes and immersed himself in his own world, enjoying himself immensely.

Suddenly.

As soon as the man's expression changed, the expression of enjoyment on his face suddenly became painful, and his whole person was instantly out of order.

"what!"

The man screamed, stretched out his hand to grab his neck, and his whole body began to twitch uncontrollably.

mouth.

A large amount of white foam was spit out, and he leaned against the corner with a pale face, and fell silent within a few seconds.

around.

After hearing the man's movement, the addicts who were smoking looked at him blankly one by one, and continued to immerse themselves in their own world.

I don't know who discovered it.

"This man is on the street!"

"died!"

At this time, everyone began to react, but no one felt a fuss.

Sooner or later.

suddenly.

Someone in the crowd began to wake up in the world:
"I see this person has only come here to buy a few times, why did he suck to death?!"

"Yes, yes, you can see that he doesn't look like a regular smoker, how did he die without a problem?!"

"There is a problem with "Hong Kong Paper"! ! "

This time.

A stone stirred up a thousand waves.

This group of addicts suddenly realized that they looked at the man who had fallen to the street, and then looked at the "Hong Kong paper" in their hands, and were forced to throw it away.

Someone took another sip before throwing it away, and then reluctantly threw it away. When everyone realized that they wanted to find the loose horses, there was no sign of them at this time.

Something happened.

These people ran away immediately.

Not long after.

The patrol police who received the report rushed to the scene, checked the status of the deceased, and after confirming the death, the white car stopped calling and called the black car directly.

In their eyes, addicts who are having fun like this have long been familiar with it, and the process is even more familiar.

See if there is anything that can prove your identity, contact the family members to deal with the funeral, if not, then take it away first.

After a few minutes.

Another alley.

Just now, the sober drug addict incarnated in the world, looked at the loose horse boy with bright eyes, with a hippie smile on his face:

"Boss, I did a good job in the play just now, so give me an extra copy."

"Fuck off."

The bulky guy threw him a "Hong Kong paper" reward, dismissed him impatiently, and then disappeared at the scene.

at the same time.

The exact same scene is also happening in the territory of the Taiping Brothers on Hong Kong Island. The same gentleman who just smoked for a long time died of smoking.

This incident quickly spread in their circle like the air, and after some pushing hands, rumors quickly spread in the circle:
Lin Kun's goods were not working, something went wrong, both Sister CA and Brother Taiping who took the goods in his hands had an accident.

This time.

Other buyers did not dare to bulk cargo.

Although they all have their own relationships, if there is a large-scale death-suction, the police will definitely track it down.

In just one day, Lin Kun was under pressure in an instant.

Originally, all the buyers who asked him to get the goods wanted him to return the goods, so they dared to use his things again.

"Okay, okay, give me some time."

Lin Kun frowned, and patiently explained to the phone: "This matter is very strange, give me some time and I will find out."

"No more? I will pay you twice as much as you want. Don't worry, there must be someone playing tricks. I will investigate clearly."

In the afternoon, Lin Kun was basically welded to the seat, calling one after another, saying the same rhetoric.

"Little Li!"

Lin Kun put down the phone, unplugged the phone line, and yelled out gloomyly.

Xiao Zhang ran in hastily, looked at Lin Kun with a gloomy face, and spoke quickly and quietly:
"Little Li has not come back from outside"

"Fall on the street!"

Lin Kun looked up at Xiao Zhang, who was bowing his head, and tapped his fingers on the table vigorously, with an accentuated tone:
"Five days, five days have passed, and the lost batch of goods has not been found yet, and now the goods are sucked to death again!"

"Still checking the fart, can't you see that someone is playing tricks behind your back?!"

His face was gloomy, and he scolded in a deep voice: "Now hurry up and find out what's going on with Brother Taiping and Sister CA who sucked dead people!"

"Yes Yes."

Xiao Zhang nodded quickly, not daring to stop for a moment, and ran out quickly. It was the first time he saw Lin Kun so excited.

but.

He also has some doubts.

Why did the "Hong Kong paper" business have problems this time, Lin Kun did not ask Ji Bu to solve the problem, but let them handle it.

Didn't Jibu use it well?

If Ji Bu had been involved, this matter might have been resolved long ago.

Of course.

This was just a thought in his heart, and he didn't dare to say it.

After Xiao Zhang left the company, he didn't drive away directly. After thinking for a while, he picked up the phone and called Ji Bu:

"Brother Abu, something happened to the company."

He quickly described what happened: "Come to the company to have a look, we can't handle this matter, Brother Kun is furious now, please help us."

He was woken up by Lin Kun just now, and naturally he went back to the future. Losing goods and eating dead people may be linked together.

"Oh."

Ji Bu just nodded when he heard the words, and said calmly: "Okay, I understand."

"Eh, okay."

Listening to Ji Bu's tone, Xiao Zhang nodded for a moment, stopped talking, and hung up the phone hastily.

He saw it.

There seems to be a conflict between Ji Bu and Lin Kun, otherwise Ji Bu would not be so plain, and has no intention of intervening at all.

in the office.

Lin Kun stood in front of the French window with his hands behind his back, looking at Xiao Zhang who was on the phone in the car parked downstairs, his lips pursed.

He more or less guessed who Xiao Zhang was calling, and stood there looking at the car going away, feeling a little dazed.

I don't know what he is waiting for.

Waited for quite a while.

Lin Kun turned his head and looked at the phone on the table that had been plugged in again but hadn't rang. He sighed and said to himself:

"Ah, angry? Don't blame me, I'm not targeting you."

Then he walked to the phone, picked up the phone and dialed a series of numbers.

"Brother Kun."

Ji Bu's voice sounded: "Ask me to drink tea?!"

"come."

Listening to Ji Bu's voice, Lin Kun smiled and shook his head: "You can handle the company's affairs."

"Ok."

Ji Bu nodded and hung up the phone.

The New World Group is not far from Yuanyang, and they are all on Nathan Road, just a matter of kicking the accelerator.

10 minute later.

Ji Bu entered the office, and Lin Kun, holding a thermos in his hand, stood in front of the window and looked at the traffic on the road outside the window, thoughtfully.

In a thermos.

In the steaming heat, wolfberries and chrysanthemums are soaked together, and the soaked chrysanthemums float on the water and bloom.

"Brother Kun."

Ji Bu stepped up to Lin Kun's side: "Something went wrong? I did a little research, and I heard that there is something wrong with this batch of goods. They sucked people to death?! It's unlikely."

"Um"

Lin Kun looked out the window, blew on the surface of the water and took a sip: "Someone is behind the scenes."

"I know what my goods look like, and I have never had any problems after doing it for so many years."

"What do you think?!"

do not know why.

With the appearance of Ji Bu, Lin Kun's anxious mood suddenly calmed down a lot, and he was not so anxious.

"Um"

Ji Bu pondered for a moment, then said after deliberation: "I've already heard about the matter, there is a problem between Brother Taiping and Sister CA."

"The two of them are old friends who have worked with Brother Kun for many years. It is reasonable to say that it is unreasonable to mess around. This is not good for them. If something happens, they will have no money to make."

"However, judging from the whole process of this incident, they are quite capable of creating chaos, and blocked us directly from the source."

"The person who is doing things is an expert. He must be very familiar with this industry and know the way."

"Besides, this happened not long after we lost a batch of goods, so I have reason to suspect that Brother Taiping and Sister CA were trapped..."

This matter came for them, and the person who caused the chaos was very knowledgeable and knew how to operate to make other buyers panic, so they didn't come to Lin Kun to buy goods.

"Could it be made by Dizang?!"

"I think it's Ksitigarbha."

Ji Bu and Lin Kun spoke almost in unison, then looked at each other and fell silent.

"how?"

Lin Kun was silent for a while: "Are you sure you can get this done?!"

"Ah."

Ji Bu nodded, took out a cigarette and lit it: "I also wanted to hide it for a long time, and try to see how good Brother Kun's previous winners are."

"it is good."

Lin Kun exhaled and slapped his palms in front of him: "Then I will leave this matter to you."

Then he glanced at Ji Bu sideways: "Smoke less cigarettes, this stuff smells so bad, what's there to smoke, I don't even want it for nothing."

"Ha ha."

The corner of Ji Bu's mouth twitched slightly when he heard the words, and he looked straight at Lin Kun: "What about "Hong Kong paper"? ! What is so good about "Hong Kong Paper"? ! "

"what?"

Lin Kun was taken aback by Ji Bu's rhetorical question, first looked at Ji Bu, and then waved his hands impatiently:
"I don't know, and I don't want to know. Business is about supply and demand. If someone buys, someone will sell!!"

He turned away from meeting Ji Bu's eyes, the white hair on his head made him look a little older suddenly.

He thought for a while, and then turned to look at Ji Bu: "Hey, smoking can cause cancer, isn't it the same as someone else smokes? Here, you smoke, will you not smoke if you are told not to? Did I force you?"

"I do "Hong Kong Paper", do I do any publicity?I do not have it! "

Lin Kun spoke very fast, plausibly: "It's not that I forced them to smoke, I didn't! What's none of my business?"

"It's them who want to smoke! It's their own fault. It has nothing to do with me. What's the matter with me?!"

His whole body began to fall into inexplicable excitement, repeating his words in his mouth to defend himself:
"It's not my problem to suck people to death this time, my goods are fine!"

"Well, I understand!"

Ji Bu shook his fingers holding the cigarette, then stuffed the cigarette butt into his mouth and took another sip, raising his brows:
"How about we stop doing it?!"

"What are you doing?!"

Lin Kun raised his eyebrows and looked at Ji Bu: "Are you scared? Or are you pitying them?! I'll say it again, there is nothing wrong with my goods, nothing wrong!"

He gritted his teeth and put the thermos on the table: "I tell you, these addicts are the most annoying, and they should all go to the streets!"

"One or two of them are the best at pretending to be pitiful. What can't they say or do when they are alone?!"

"Is it my fault? Don't blame me, it has nothing to do with me, it has nothing to do with it!"

Lin Kun, who was inexplicably excited, started talking to himself again to defend himself.

"damn it!"

He picked up the thermos cup and took a sip, then rinsed his mouth with tea: "One day I will add some rat poison to it, and poison them all to death."

"All right."

Ji Bu stubbed out the cigarette in his hand and put it in the ashtray, and helped him refill the water glass with hot water:
"I'll deal with this matter, it won't be long."

He looked at Lin Kun, who was extremely excited, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Faced with the matter of making and buying "Hong Kong Paper" by himself, Lin Kun was very, very excited. He, who has always been steady, experienced great fluctuations in his mind.

Lin Kun didn't even want to face this problem at all, and tried his best to evade the relationship between this matter and himself.

a time.

Ji Bu suddenly recalled when he first met Lin Kun, eating in a western restaurant and facing the scene of moving the electronic scale to the dining table to weigh caviar.

"Take it away, take it away, take the scale away!"

Lin Kun's excited look appeared in front of his eyes again. At that time, he thought Lin Kun was just a face-saving person, and thought that weighing caviar with a scale would make him lose his status.

Right now, it's not.

What he rejected was not the act of weighing caviar, but the steelyard.

Making "Hong Kong paper" also requires scales.

In the matter of making "Hong Kong paper", Lin Kun himself has been caught in a contradiction.

While making the "Hong Kong paper" that poisons the body and mind, I found many reasons for myself, and I was silently moved by myself.

"what?!"

Lin Kun was blowing the water surface with his thermos, squinted at Ji Bu who was staring at him, and glanced at him irritably:
"Why are you staring at me?!"

"After this matter is settled, I will give you an extra sum of money. The money is clean. You can use it to invest in the business of New World Group."

"I look at you, it seems that you can't accept it if you suck someone to death? Don't do it in the future."

Paused.

He said again: "New World is very good. It is a clean company, and your identity is also clean. Let's go as soon as possible."

"Let's go!"

Lin Kun waved his hand impatiently, and directly pushed people away: "Mother-in-law, how can you do this with your heart?!"

(End of this chapter)