As soon as the boss heard this, he was immediately excited. "San'er, come on, go and make ten big kidneys. Don't want cow waist, but authentic green goat waist."

The boy sitting under the meat shelf put away his oily mobile phone, got lazy and went to the inner room.

After greeting the boss, she also came over and sat next to the lame boss with longing and expectation in her eyes.

Meng youruo was moved by the couple, looked at Jiang Wuchen and said, "I think they are ordinary poor people. Do you know where their daughter is?"

Jiang Wuchen shook his head slightly and said, "I don't know yet."

"It's no small matter to find your daughter. Don't lie to them. The money for this meal is not important."

"Your heart is still very kind. With your words, I won't deceive them." Jiang Wuchen said.

"Brother, what do you call it?" Jiang Wuchen took the cheap cigarette handed by the boss, lit it with a charcoal fire in front of him and took a sip.

Smoking is harmful to health, but sometimes, cigarettes are a social tool. They give each other one. If they have the same hobby, the conversation box may open.

The boss pointed to the sign of the stall and said, "Liu Yimao, this is my nickname, my nickname... Liu Guoqing."

Jiang Wuchen nodded, "that's a good name."

"No one knows my big name, my small name... There are still some names in JuYang area of Qizhou!"

"Are you from Qizhou?" Jiang Wuchen said with a smile.

"Huh? Brother, you... You're from Qizhou, too?"

Jiang Wuchen nodded and stretched out his hand, "Qizhou Jiang Wuchen."

Liu Yimao first wiped off the oil stains on his hands, and then shook hands with Jiang Wuchen. "Fellow townsman, we fellow townsmen in Qizhou have a lot of people in the capital, and they are very awesome."

Jiang Wuchen was once the bully of Qizhou, but it has been many years. Compared with Liu Yimao, Jiang Wuchen is definitely the top rich child of Qizhou.

It's not what Liu Yimao can touch at all.

It's normal that he hasn't heard of it or doesn't know it.

"What's the matter with your daughter?" Jiang Wuchen asked.

Liu Yimao sighed, sad things are always unspeakable. He brought a bottle of beer, pried off the bottle cap with a lighter and dried half a bottle.

The fat landlady nearby couldn't help but say, "let me tell you. I blame my blindness. I liked such an asshole in those years..."

Liu Yimao's wife, Zhang Na, came from an urban-rural fringe in Qizhou. After graduating from junior high school, she went to a beauty salon as an apprentice.

Liu Yimao was still very young at that time. He was a gangster of the JuYang generation. He did nothing all day and liked to drive motorcycles. He was still the kind who deliberately removed the muffler and liked to listen to the beeping noise of motorcycles.

Zhang Na is young and thinks Liu Yimao is cool. Liu Yimao thinks Zhang Na is beautiful. They know each other through friends and find that they are both fellow townsmen and the bottom of society. The two hearts quickly come together.

Liu Yimao often fights with people for the purpose of the so-called field. The purpose of this field is to collect some poor protection fees.

Jianghu pride, heroic children, come out and rely on themselves. Young Liu Yimao's thought still stays in the era of fighting rivers and mountains with fists.

Once, an old man went to a barber shop to wash his hair and touched Zhang Na's skin stock. At that time, Zhang Na was very young and beautiful. Although her eyes were small, she had a good figure, fashionable clothes, white skin and was not ugly.

The old man's behavior made Zhang Na very angry and slapped the old man in the face.

The old man didn't expect to be a big gangster of the JuYang generation, much higher than Liu Yimao's generation. The next phone call called the barber's boss. Zhang Na had to kneel down and kowtow to apologize. She had to play with her at night.

Zhang Na cried and called Liu Yimao.

Liu Yimao came over with a motorcycle. He looked at it. Well, it was his grandparents who offended him. He stood up and asked for forgiveness.

The old man gave Liu Yimao face

For a moment, Zhang Na thought Liu Yimao was great. That night, the two broke through the taboo and their relationship blended and went further.

Later, Zhang Na realized that the old man gave Liu Yimao face to let Liu Yimao harm another old man.

This is the Jianghu. When you come out to fool around, you mean righteousness.

Liu Yimao thinks so. The old man gave him face and let him force him back. Now the old man has something to do and he goes out with his life.

Cruelty to people is to go to prison. Liu Yimao can't implicate other brothers. He rushed into the old man's territory alone and gave him two knives.

These two knives are a little lighter and can't kill the old man.

Later, Liu Yimao also felt lucky that he didn't kill him, otherwise it wouldn't be as simple as eight years in prison.

Liu Yimao went in. Zhang Na cried and vowed to wait for him all her life.

That year, Liu Yimao was 17 and Zhang Na was 16.

The old man is a fastidious person, or he is fastidious to let people around him see. He funded Zhang Na to open a beauty salon, specially arranged people to protect Zhang Na, and constantly spent money to get people. On the surface, he spent at least money.

Liu Yimao came out of prison after seven years.

At this time, one 24, one 23.

They are still young, but they are old Jianghu for themselves.

As soon as you enter the Jianghu, you are young, and others are younger.

In fact, the old man in Liu Yimao's mouth was only in his forties.

Later, the old man was very particular about it, but he was no longer fighting and killing, but playing with real estate. He gave Liu Yimao a way. It was difficult to do the demolition of the JuYang generation. He hoped that Liu Yimao would take over. Starting from the demolition, the demolition was completed, playing with gravel, and then taking over the project... Everything had to be done step by step.

Liu Yimao confessed and decided to go this way with the old man. He also thought it was the right way, at least not fighting.

Playing with the demolition work, Liu Yimao soon mastered it. He cut off water, electricity and circuit. He took a group of brothers driving motorcycles and dilapidated Santana to and fro in the streets every day. He did it when he met a thorn head. When he met his aunt, he pointed to his nose and scolded, and threw dog blood at home in the middle of the night

There are more things that can't be on the table. Liu Yimao has played.

He did a lot of hard bones that couldn't be chewed.

The old man appreciated him very much and introduced many bosses to him. Later, Liu Yimao accepted the muck business. Only then did he find that a car can earn 100 yuan, and a team can make hundreds of cars a night

How much can you make a night?

Liu Yimao didn't count, but the cash he received every day took a schoolbag with a black high imitation kangaroo leather bag.

He didn't own the money alone, including the old man and his brothers. Even so, Liu Yimao had a lot of money in his hands.

In those two years, Lao Yimao did make money. With a house and a car, he was going to marry Zhang Na.

At this time, Zhang Na happened to be pregnant.

The wedding was held in a hotel near JuYang. The old man presided over it. I thought the future would continue to shine, but I didn't expect it to turn downhill