Chapter 228: Ziwu Jiangu Tea
The driver who took Li Erhu was a young man, and Li Erhu noticed that he had been holding back his laughter since he got on the car. He didn't know if he was laughing at him, and he didn't know how to ask.
At this time, the master spoke first: "Brother, are you going to repair the car?"
Li Erhu was confused and asked, "What?"
"Oh, the place you went to is owned by my friend. You have a good eye. My friend's cooking skills are amazing."
"I'm not looking for a car mechanic."
The master was also puzzled: "Hey, what's going on, are you going to No. 99 Changsheng Street?"
Li Erhu took out the letter paper and said, "This is what it says."
"You'll know when you get there." The driver was Zhao Weiming. This was the first time in all his long years of driving a taxi that someone had gone to a place he was very familiar with other than a nightclub. However, after a few words, it seemed like there was a misunderstanding.
Another taxi suddenly appeared at the intersection ahead and blocked Zhao Weiming's car. Zhao Weiming was about to swear in Chinese when he found that the license plate number looked familiar and couldn't help but say, "Isn't this a turtle's car?" It turned out that he knew the taxi driver in front.
Zhao Weiming was in a good mood and honked the horn twice as a prank. After he pulled alongside the car, he found that the driver was not someone he knew, but a man with a face full of flesh, who was staring back at him coldly.
Zhao Weiming quickly moved away from the others, admitting his mistake. He picked up his charging phone and called WeChat: "Turtle, turtle, you didn't drive today?"
A moment later, someone on the phone replied, "No, someone has hired my car for the past few days, but not the people, 400 a day."
"Damn!" Zhao Weiming said enviously, "Then you can get a good salary for free after paying your share. Why don't I have such a good fortune?"
The turtle said, "We have hired several cars from our group. How about I ask for you? But it seems that they only want Changfeng's car." The turtle laughed and said, "It seems that your Zhiyuan has been disliked."
Zhao Weiming cursed and ignored the turtle. He pointed at the taxi in front and said to Li Erhu, "See? That's a car from Changfeng Company. Mine is from Zhiyuan Company. These are the two largest taxi companies in our city."
Li Erhu said: "Oh."
Zhao Weiming said coyly: "Zhiyuan used to belong to our family."
Li Erhu said with a smile: "Young Master drives the car himself?"
Zhao Weiming sighed and said, "Now it's bankrupt. If we used to be enemies, now it's different. We are in the same business and have been running the same business for a long time, so we are familiar with each other."
Li Erhu said: "It should be."
Zhao Weiming smacked his lips and said, "The more I think about it, the more it seems wrong. Spending 400 yuan a day to hire a taxi and then driving it himself, is this guy crazy?" The car in front turned a corner, and he secretly followed it as if possessed by a ghost.
The car in front clearly had only one driver, but it turned on the closed-for-business lights and drove around in circles. Zhao Weiming relied on the fact that he was a taxi and no one would suspect him, so he followed closely behind.
Even though Li Erhu didn't know the way, he could see what he was thinking. He glanced at him and said, "Can you drop me off first before you play?"
Zhao Weiming said: "Aren't you curious about the trick here?"
Li Erhu said: "I'm not curious, my friend is waiting for me for something important."
Zhao Weiming said, "How about this, brother, I promise to take you there in a while, and I'll only charge you the starting price."
Li Erhu murmured, "I'm not doing this for money..." But he agreed.
The car in front finally drove to the back street of a nightclub. The driver made a phone call while sitting in the car. Soon a man dressed as a waiter walked out of the back door of the nightclub. The burly driver got out of the car and handed a transparent bag tied into a cone shape to the man. The man weighed the thing in his hand, with a mysterious expression on his face.
Zhao Weiming had just parked his car at the corner of the street when he was dumbfounded and said, "Hey! Hey! Those things in their hands are not fucking drugs!"
Li Erhu asked, "What are you going to do ?"
"Brother, please go quickly. I can't see you off. Changfeng Company is playing dirty tricks again..." Zhao Weiming didn't know where he got the courage from, he opened the door and got out of the car, then deliberately slammed the door loudly.
The faces of the two men in the back street changed, and the waiter subconsciously hid the package behind him.
This confirmed Zhao Weiming's guess. He realized that his heart was in his throat and his legs began to tremble. The two men began to walk towards him. Zhao Weiming leaned against the car window and begged Li Erhu, "Brother, please help me call the police. I will hold them back." Then he walked towards them and shouted in a timid voice, "What are you holding?"
The sturdy man who drove over saw that he was the only one there, and said with a fake smile: "Come over here and I'll tell you."
Zhao Weiming stood still, and began to utter movie dialogues: "Don't move! You are surrounded! I am an undercover police agent, no, I am the police!"
As the burly man passed by his car, he reached under the seat and pulled out a short sandalwood stick, then turned around and glanced at the waiter.
The waiter said casually, with his hands behind his back: "There is no surveillance here, do whatever you want."
Zhao Weiming also reached out to look for something, and the sturdy man was waiting for him with a short stick.
Zhao Weiming brought out a large teacup...
The sturdy man shook his head to express regret and continued walking forward.
Zhao Weiming shouted at the top of his lungs: "This is concentrated sulfuric acid. If I pour it on your face, your mother won't be able to recognize you!"
"My mother died a long time ago." The strong man was approaching.
At this time, Li Erhu came out from the passenger seat, looked at the situation, patted the roof of the car and said to Zhao Weiming: "You should call the police, I will hold him back."
Zhao Weiming almost fainted and said, "Brother, you haven't left yet?"
"My phone is out of battery." Li Erhu said, and suddenly said to the strong man, "I've seen the thing you took on the bulletin board. It's methamphetamine."
The sturdy man was stunned and said, "So there is help." As he spoke, he no longer hesitated and smashed the short stick in his hand towards Li Erhu's head.
Li Erhu twisted his waist and retreated, gathering his strength and kicking right at the sturdy man's hand holding the stick. Then the two men retreated, both of them shocked - they had met a master!
Zhao Weiming leaned over to unplug the cell phone that was charging in the car.
The sturdy man's eyes turned cold, and he said in a deep voice to the person behind him: "This first deal cannot be ruined no matter what!"
The waiter responded and rushed forward to grab Zhao Weiming. Zhao Weiming raised his hand and poured the entire jar of low-quality scented tea on the waiter's face. Unfortunately, the tea was not hot and did not have the desired effect.
Zhao Weiming shouted: "Ziwu Jiangu Tea!"
The waiter grabbed his neck and said viciously, "You must have drunk a lot of it for the taste in your mouth! Besides, didn't you say it was concentrated sulfuric acid?"
