Siheyuan: Bringing Warehouses to 1959

Xiao Bao started the car and said impatiently, "Brother, if it were you, I'd say we shouldn't bother with those two idiots. Why are we going to pick them up?"

"We are the landlords!" Zeng Wangcai was not in the back. When it was just him and Xiaobao, he usually sat in the front passenger seat. "It's only right to pick it up. The business is not over yet. How are Fusheng and the others doing?"

"Integration is complete!" When talking about the sea, Xiaobao immediately abandoned his interest in talking about Yellen and Mason, and said cheerfully, "Now everyone is familiar with their respective positions. Fusheng said that it will be almost done in two days, but the training is definitely not possible."

"Practice while fighting!" Zeng Wangcai still had the same attitude, but he warned seriously, "Talk to Fusheng carefully, don't underestimate the enemy. This may turn into a big scene, and the American fleet may even be launched."

"If they dare to come, we'll beat them to death." Xiaobao remained as unyielding as ever and would fight them if they refused to obey.

Zeng Wangcai said angrily: "What the hell, we need a strategy, understand? The Russians alone have more than ten ships, not to mention the submarines under the sea. If we add the American fleet, how can we do it?"

"Hard work!"

"..."

Zeng Wangcai was too lazy to continue this topic with Xiaobao. If you can do it, everyone knows that it is right to force it. If you still force it when you can't do it, then you are stupid.

The Russians have only sent more than ten ships, so we can still consider a head-on attack. But if the Americans have sent an entire fleet, we will have to think of other ways.

Just like what happened that year, scare them if you can!

But to be honest, Zeng Wangcai was not satisfied with just being scared.

"Those two guys are anxious. It seems like they have encountered something." Zeng Wangcai lowered his eyes and thought about Yellen and Mason.

"What's the matter?" Xiaobao, who was driving, asked casually.

Zeng Wangcai was also convinced and really wanted to slap himself in the face. If you want to confess, just confess. Why is he talking to himself? Doesn’t he know that he is an unqualified supporting actor?

"It's okay, you drive, drive slowly, there's still time, I need to think about something." Zeng Wangcai replied.

Xiao Bao obediently slowed down the car with a sly smile on his face. He knew that whenever his elder brother was thinking about something, someone was going to be in trouble.

But this time Xiaobao guessed wrong. Zeng Wangcai did not plan to plot against Yellen and Mason. On the contrary, he wanted to help them.

Zeng Wangcai knew very well that since the two men had failed this time, the result would be that the two families would replace Yellen and Mason with someone else to be responsible for the affairs of this area.

To be honest, Yellen is okay, but I really can’t bear to let go of Mason and Zeng Wangcai.

After dealing with him for so many years, he knows Mason very well and can handle him well. If it were someone else, he would have to understand him better.

Therefore, including Yellen, Zeng Wangcai does not want to be replaced. It is better to do business with the familiar than to do business with the new one, right?

"Yellen, Mason!" Zeng Wangcai took out his mobile phone, entered the names of the two people, and sent it to a number.

The car happened to pass by Donglaishun, and Zeng Wangcai asked Xiaobao to stop the car: "Let's go and have a meal of mutton hotpot."

"No, brother, aren't we going to pick someone up at the airport?" Xiao Bao parked the car as he was told.

"Let's eat first. Maybe they'll be late. It's not like they're connecting flights." Zeng Wangcai pouted. "Besides, they've arrived. It's not like they haven't been here before. This time it's a private visit. We didn't go through the official process. We can just take a taxi to the hotel."

"Oh, brother, when you mentioned taking a taxi, I remembered something." Xiaobao got out of the car and said, "Do you remember Shunzi? The Shunzi from our army, the one you always called Shunliu Shunliu, he's retired now."

"Shunliu retired?" Zeng Wangcai was stunned by the car for a moment, "It shouldn't be like this. He was a member of our top twelve. How could he retire?"

"Injured, disabled, retired..." Xiaobao sighed, "A soldier king can no longer serve as a soldier."

After Zeng Wangcai and other five people left the army, there were still many of the original top twelve left, and they all took the technical route and the soldier king route.

That Shunzi, the one Zeng Wangcai jokingly called Shunliu, eventually joined the special forces and was a leader of troops. Later, when he was performing a mission abroad, he encountered danger and lost the palm of his left hand.

The army arranged for Shunzi to retire and go to work in the local area, returning to his hometown to become a director.

But Shunzi refused to do it. There was no one left in his hometown and he would be sad to go back. Moreover, he lost his comrades while performing the mission. As the captain and the person in charge of the operation, he felt very self-blaming and guilty. He could no longer adapt to the work in the army or the police.

"He wanted us to help him find a job like driving a car, where he can make a lot of money." Xiao Bao continued sadly, "We offered him money, but he didn't want it. He insisted on earning it himself..."

"Why are you asking for money?" Zeng Wangcai rolled his eyes. "Over the years, we have helped so many comrades, who has asked us for money for nothing?"

This is what I am saying. Over the years, many people have come out of the old army, both close and distant relatives, and Zeng Wangcai has helped arrange a lot of them.

"What should I do?"

"What do you think?" Zeng Wangcai asked back.

"I think driving a taxi is a good idea!" Xiaobao said, "I remember you said that driving a taxi is very profitable."

It’s not that driving a taxi is very profitable, it is quite profitable.

For a long time to come, taxi drivers will be the bosses, earning 10,000 yuan a month.

Zeng Wangcai suddenly realized that Xiaobao’s idea was really good.

Some people who leave the army find it very difficult to integrate into society and are very suitable to work on their own.

"Sure, Xiaobao, you've done a great job. So, tonight, let's meet up with Shunzi and some other old people in Sijiu City and talk to them about driving a taxi."

The taxi industry in the old city is just starting out. There are not many taxis and not many people taking taxis, which is a perfect opportunity for the development of the taxi industry.

"Hey, okay, I'll call them later." Xiaobao responded with a grin.

Xiaobao has always been in charge of contacting comrades.

There were few people at Donglaishun, and since it was not time for dinner, Zeng Wangcai and Xiao Bao had a quiet meal of mutton hotpot.

To be honest, although Zeng Wangcai has a lot of space, he still prefers the current food because it is practical.

You can’t eat too much of things from later generations. After all, you may not know what you are eating. You think you are eating sweet potato flour, and that’s what is written on the ingredient list, but in fact it’s not... it’s cassava.

While eating, Zeng Wangcai's mind was busy thinking about Yellen and Mason.

"Brother, eat. If you don't eat, the meat will be gone. I've eaten it all." Seeing that Zeng Wangcai was absent-minded, Xiaobao took the initiative to pick up a piece of mutton for Zeng Wangcai with chopsticks.

"Hmm..." Zeng Wangcai threw a chopstick of mutton into his mouth and said subconsciously, "Xiaobao, we, the Russians, the Americans, you say..."

What he was talking about was the upcoming situation at sea, which is inseparable from Yellen and the other person.

He had been thinking about it for a long time but had no idea, so he just said it subconsciously. He didn't expect Xiaobao to come up with any tricks at all.

But unexpectedly, Xiaobao's intelligence exploded today. After listening, he said: "Isn't this the Three Kingdoms you told us about? This is not simple..."

Zeng Wangcai's eyes lit up.