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Chapter 328 333. Ideas about career

It was still the same tavern, with an old man sitting at the dining table in the corner of the shop, his eyes blankly in a daze.

Old Tony still had a silver slicked back hair and a vulgar gold chain, holding a cigarette in his hand and burning it bit by bit.

Yuan Pengfei looked at the milk in front of him, but didn't drink it as usual.He has changed, who knows if old Tony will also change.

Don't drink other people's things casually. This is something that anyone who lives in the world must do if he wants to be safer.

The cigarette was half burnt. Old Tony knocked the long ash into the ashtray, took it to his mouth and took a deep breath. Under the burning of the flame, the cigarette was shortened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The smoke swirled around in his lungs, and he exhaled into the thick smoke in the sky, "You have changed."

"People always have to change, right?" Yuan Pengfei replied without blinking.

He knew what old Tony was talking about, it was nothing more than that his method of killing people had changed, and he had taken property from the target.

That fat man might not dare to file a complaint, but old Tony always found a way to find out. After all, this old guy is a bitch, and it's not a good thing to be a killer's manager.

Old Tony stared at him for a long time, but he didn't continue to entangle in this matter after all.

He has more than one killer in his hands, Yuan Pengfei, but the only ace killer who can complete any task is Yuan Pengfei.

It's not good for him to have a falling out, and there is another very real problem. In the name of helping to keep the wealth, he has ignorantly paid Yuan Pengfei's commissions for his work all the time.

Of course, he didn't mean to be ignorant, but he felt that the money in the bank was dead money and would not be used as it should be.

It should be like a bank, investing in various industries that make money, using money to make money and turning it into more wealth.

With this in mind, he invested in an alternative casino stock market.In the past two years, the economic situation was good, and he also made a lot of money.

It's just that in the past two years, the stock market has been particularly sluggish. He has already lost all the money he earned, including the original investment principal.

He just wanted to pay back Yuan Pengfei's money, but he didn't have the ability anymore.We can only continue to fabricate more lies to round up this lie.

At the same time, because he owed something to others, old Tony also had some guilt and did not dare to pursue it too seriously.

After taking out two photos, he pointed to them and said, "New mission, these two people broke the rules and crossed the line, and the price is their lives. Are you free?"

Yuan Pengfei stroked his chin and nodded: "I'm free, but I have a new idea.

In the future, a value-added service will be launched, and the target's death method will be chosen.Shot, stabbed, and disemboweled.

If there are other needs, I can also try to meet them.Of course, the price needs to be doubled, the previous price is no longer worthy of my status as an ace killer. "

This matter has been in his mind for a long time. The killer industry is essentially a service industry, so the service level should be improved to meet the employer's wishes as much as possible.

High-level and high-end services deserve higher prices. He wants to be a killer in the high-end market and become the number one killer in the world.

Maybe if you do this, you can also get an achievement after the mission is over, that is extra money.

Old Tony pressed the cigarette butt into the ashtray and twisted it violently.

He was also feeling a little uneasy. He looked Yuan Pengfei up and down, as if asking: Is this still the same person he knew before?

He didn't know that Shibie Sanri would be impressed, but he knew that the idea was really interesting.

Customized high-end services require skilled high-end killers. There are not many killers who can do this. The market is very broad and the competition is not so fierce.

The most important thing is the higher price, which is very, very important to him who is short of money.

Thinking of this, Old Tony readily agreed: "I didn't expect you to be an outstanding creator. I will help you promote your customized service. There must be many employers willing to give it a try."

"No problem, I'll wait for your good news." Yuan Pengfei tapped the table lightly with his index finger, picked up the two photos, and left without looking back.

With the sound of closing the door, old Tony looked away, picked up the glass of milk poured for Yuan Pengfei and drank it in big gulps.

He knew very well in his heart that his ace killer had changed, and was no longer so innocent.

Smart people with great ideas always have so many thoughts, and their suspicions are also accompanied by them.

He also had to be careful.

Outside the door of the small restaurant, Matilda, who had been waiting all this time, was a little bored, and a well-dressed kid approached her.

"Hey beauty, would you like a cigarette?"

"Okay!"

Matilda took the cigarette handed over, leaned on the flame raised by the lighter, lit the cigarette very skillfully, and exhaled thick smoke.

The young man saw that she was very skillful and was not surprised. He also lit a cigarette for himself and started chatting with her.

Either say who attracts whom!
Matilda imitated his mother's dress, she didn't have the appearance she should have at her age, like a little sister who is hanging out on the street, and it's normal for the little gangsters to come together.

Just as they were having a heated chat, Yuan Pengfei pushed open the door and came out. He hated iron and steel and pulled Matilda aside.

He leaned down and stared into Matilda's eyes, his attitude more serious than ever before: "Listen, Matilda, you can't just chat with people on the street. Who knows which of these strangers will plot against you."

Matilda combed her loose hair behind her ears, calmed down, and said casually: "Bad uncle, don't be nervous, what's the big deal? I'm just smoking while waiting."

Healthy growth, no swear words included.

Yuan Pengfei said very seriously: "Listen, I want you to stop swearing. You can't talk to others like this all the time. I want you to study hard and speak well, understand?"
"Ok."

The little Loli agreed readily.

"I want you to quit smoking. Smoking is harmful to your health."

Yuan Pengfei struck while the iron was hot and continued to raise his demands, because healthy growth did not include smoking.

Little Loli threw the cigarette butt in her hand on the ground, and stomped it out casually: "Okay."

The two short words sounded perfunctory, and his ears almost felt like calluses when he heard them: "Don't answer me in such short language again, okay?"

"Okay." Little Lolita replied habitually, but after seeing his angry eyes, she quickly added: "Bad uncle."

The phrase "bad uncle" is endless. Yuan Pengfei put his big hand on little loli's watermelon head and rubbed it badly, making her hair look like a chicken coop before he stopped.

If he isn't bad, how can he be called a bad uncle!

(End of this chapter)