Police Detective

However, the tattooed man is very grateful to Bai Song at this time.

This incident was caused by his failure to stand firm. If Bai Song didn't hold it and the whole cargo fell on his waist, his fate would be confessed!

For this kind of selfish person, he would rather others die than be injured himself, but now that others are injured, he is fine, and he has no psychological pressure at all.

"Brother, this matter, I'll be over without you." After 120 pulled the person away, the tattooed man still had lingering fears.

"I said that I can hold it. If it weren't for the fool on the other side, it wouldn't be enough to hit someone." Bai Song cursed the man with a strained muscle, and then he didn't say much.

"Brother, don't ask others for yourself. I can hold two or three hundred catties, but I was already tired at the time. Suddenly increasing the weight I guess I can't stand it." The tattooed man said he was going to pass a cigarette to Bai Song, thinking about it. Still did not pass it out.

...

The boss rushed over at noon, and he was not so unhappy when he heard what happened today.

Two people were injured. The medical expenses and compensation costs add up to 30,000 to 40,000 yuan. One piece of goods is 10,000 yuan, which can be easily solved with money.

Once someone dies, especially if the tattooed man dies, it will be really troublesome. The tattooed man is a well-known manager in the company, and it is difficult to find a replacement. Moreover, the company has to act low-key, it is not a good thing to attract the police after an accidental death.

He is a bold and wise man, but these two words do not contradict "cautious".

"Big guy, work hard here." The boss thinks that Bai Song is a little bit stunned. It's not a bad thing. He likes Bai Song very much: "I'll give you two thousand dollars for today's business. Follow me and work hard. If I do well in the future, I will give you a chance. Your 270,000 account is flat."

Bai Song was extremely surprised: "Boss, how do you know?"

Bai Song took the initiative to leave this button to his boss to investigate. This kind of thing is very easy to arrange, at least today it is very easy not to be checked for one day.

"Okay," the boss squeezed Bai Song's arms: "Follow to work in the afternoon."

...

When eating at noon, the people around were a little envious of Bai Song.

Originally, including the tattooed man, people thought that Bai Song, who can cause trouble and has hundreds of thousands of gambling debts, is a very troublesome person, but he didn't expect the boss to really like it.

There are not many people who can make the boss like and trust, but in everyone's opinion, these people generally have a characteristic, that is, they can make more money. They all want to be trusted by the boss, but it is not so easy.

Bai Song did not foolishly think that he was really trusted, his false identity could not stand the passing of several nights, but now, after a morning, he had enough to do.

There is still a lot of work in the afternoon, and several regular customer companies have arranged transportation tasks.

I was busy at first, and Liu Shuyuan still had a few jobs today, and the people in the company were suddenly stretched out.

In particular, these people who asked for leave are the people the boss trusts most! These people have been following the tattooed men on weekdays, and they are considered the most direct drivers, and they have lost three of them.

At about one o'clock in the afternoon, the tattooed man entered the temporary resting place arranged for Bai Song and shouted: "Go, there is a job, let's go."

"Okay." Bai Song did not hurry up and put on his shoes, and then began to put on his coat again.

"Hurry up, stop the ink."

"Okay." Bai Song stood up immediately, his belly shook slightly, and put on his clothes.

...

Bai Song has only been here for a long time, and he has gained the trust that Wang Huadong has not been able to gain for a week. The most critical problem is that there is a lack of information.

In fact, for the boss, Bai Song still needs to test for a few more days.

But the tattooed man who is not in the core circle mistakenly believes that the boss already trusts Bai Song.

In the afternoon, the boss went out and informed the tattooed man that something was going on, and the tattooed man took Bai Song away.

Bai Song didn't show his timidity, so he got into the car.

He was worried about one thing now. Wang Huadong went out in the morning and never came back.

The cars that have gone out, especially those where Wang Huadong is there, have been monitored all the time. On the contrary, they are safer outside than in the courtyard, but he is always a little worried when he is out of sight.

...

"Where are we going?" Bai Song asked.

"Hey, big guy, even if you are lucky, you will be trusted by the boss once you come to participate in this kind of work." The tattooed man was a little envious after saying: "This trip will give you another 2,000 yuan."

"So good?" Bai Song was a little alert: "Your boss is so generous, will there be a problem? Why do I worry that this is for us to sell white goods? If this is the case, I won't do it. It's okay to spend a few years in prison. If you take a gun, whoever likes to eat it, I won’t eat it."

"How is it possible? How expensive is that stuff to allow us to transport? What do you want?" The tattooed man cursed: "Just talk less for a while, just get the goods to the destination."

"Okay", Bai Song took out a cigarette, and did not pass it to the tattooed man, but directly smelled it, and then put it back in the box.

This shocked the tattooed man. He was afraid that Bai Song would smoke. If this big guy really smokes and has sputum, how much sputum does this body cell produce? It's disgusting to think about it!

Bai Song wandered around, and followed the car to a textile factory. He didn't have any special expressions, but he had some doubts in his heart.

He had checked this place before. It was true that someone from a transportation company had come, but the people in the company were fine.

"Don't get out of the car, for a while, follow the car and deliver the semi-finished cotton to the suburbs. Our work is complete, isn't it?" The tattooed man asked, this time even Bai Song's life-saving grace was paid back!

He brought Bai Song. The most important thing was that his boss rewarded Bai Song with 2,000 yuan. As the object of life-saving, how could he not show it? So he was generous with others and allowed Bai Song to earn 2,000 in this way.

This is a return of gratitude.

"You can get two thousand without getting off the car? That's not bad!" Bai Song feels happy~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Without getting off the car, Bai Song can tell from the rearview mirror that it is a cotton product, including not Limited to quilts, mattresses, padded jackets and other things.

In addition, Baisong also saw a few bags of unprocessed cotton. These cotton seemed ordinary, but from a distance, the quality was very good. I don't know how it will be.

It took more than an hour for the car to leave here. It took more than an hour to drive to the suburbs. There was no surveillance here. The tattooed man stopped the car, and a few people came out from the road, and took down some bags of cotton from the car.

From the rearview mirror, Bai Song saw that these people simply checked the cotton.

? ? ? Why check the cotton, shouldn't it be checked?

With doubts, when the car passed by another car, Bai Song suddenly thought of something.

Renminbi paper needs short-staple cotton!

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