Chapter 112: The Underworld
Updated: 2011-09-29
Many questions were entangled, like a mess of tangled threads that were cut and unorganized, and Li Yundao didn't fall asleep until more than three o'clock in the morning, still thinking about those things that he couldn't figure out in a daze. Despite sleeping late, the biological clock developed in my twenties has not changed. At six o'clock, Li Yundao, who had two black circles under his eyes, still appeared on time, running as always, boxing meticulously, and sitting at the breakfast table at the same time.
When Huang Meihua appeared, Li Yundao was eating breakfast while explaining the difficulties to the big and small pairs who carried their backs to the dark.
"Is it empty today?"
"Empty. β
Huang Meihua is not a character who is good at dealing with people, she just sat down with a smile, and watched Li Yundao tell the two little bastards who had made everyone in the Qin family jump at every turn some profound and obscure things, and by the way, they could also have breakfast.
Phoenix, who didn't have much contact with Li Yundao, finished breakfast early, hid in the corner, holding a book thick enough to shoot dead people with bricks, and looked at the young man who came out of the mountains like her from a distance, from the intersection of him and Huang Meihua, she already felt that he and her, who originally belonged to the same world, were getting farther and farther away. She glanced at the mysterious Huang Meihua again, this man with a woman's name always made her have an indescribable palpitation, but in fact, this middle-aged man has always been gentle and humble in front of her, even kinder than her patriarchal father in the family, but rarely talked to her, from the Qin family to the present, she has communicated with this middle-aged man only a handful of times. But the only young man who had been neatly dressed up in a fit of size without being crippled or mentally ill was different, as if he had entered the house in order to fit into the circle that she could not see on tiptoe. For her, that lofty world is too far away, like Hans Christian Andersen's fairy tale, out of reach.
I don't know if it's because of the stubbornness in his bones or the convenience of the map, the clothes Li Yundao bought at the stall are almost the same style, and most of the colors are inseparable from black, white, and gray.
Da Diao Min was directly stunned: "Huh?"
"People who don't know will think that you never change your clothes. β
Li Yundao smiled at this time: "I have never been particular about this, the clothes are worn on my body, and it is comfortable." Moreover, I am too expensive to wear on my body, and I feel uncomfortable, besides, it is hundreds of dollars that are not moving, I really can't afford to consume it, and there is no need. β
Huang Meihua was puzzled: "Didn't the old man ask me to give you a bank card a few days ago?
Li Yundao shook his head and said with a shy smile: "No! I don't have much concept of the bank, and I only feel comfortable when I put the real ticket in my pocket." Li Yundao told the truth, the salary on the construction site was not high before, and he risked his life to earn 2,000 a month, but at that time, he got real yuan, and 20 banknotes with red heads were in his hands. After arriving at Qin's house, the salary was changed to a bank card, Huang Meihua only said that someone would regularly pay on the card, and when he came to Qin's house, Li Yundao didn't think about how much money he could earn at all, and he was very happy to be able to increase slightly compared with the construction site, even if it was flat or a little less, anyway, he and the little lama were both easy to support. During this period of time, the Qin family lived in vain, and the Qin family did not charge food expenses, nor did they charge rent, in addition to buying some books every month, they spent a hundred or ten yuan, and the largest ticket to Beijing was booked recently, just like that, it was still the old money saved on the construction site in the first few months of eating, on the contrary, this largest expenditure was also the only expense that did not make Li Da Diao Min distressed during this time. As for the savings card of the Industrial and Commercial Bank of China that Huang Meihua gave him some time ago, there have been broken things one after another recently, first, he has no time to look at it, and secondly, in fact, there are people who take care of eating and drinking, and he doesn't even have the desire to take a look.
Huang Meihua was not surprised by Li Yundao's reaction, but smiled mysteriously at Li Da Diaomin: "If you have time, go to the bank and use the ATM to have a look, and then go and give yourself a decent line, after all, this is still a society where a person relies on clothes and horses and saddles." β
Li Yundao nodded, don't talk about other people, just say that the two little bastards in the family, when they wear a stall and a suit, their expressions, eyes and words will obviously show all kinds of snobbery.
I didn't talk much along the way, but I didn't expect that the several places where Huang Meihua took Li Yundao to go today were so mixed, from the massage center, to the bathhouse, and then to KTV, Huang Meihua said that he was going to take him to the dog farm to see, but now the wind is too tight, and he can only talk about it after a while.
On the way, Huang Meihua gave Li Yundao a general introduction to the gray industry under Qin Guhe's name, from the most high-end clubhouse bars, art auction houses, bathing centers, KTVs, casinos, discotheques, to financial companies, casinos, dog farms, basically as long as it is an industry that can make money, Qin Guhe will more or less get a little bit of edge, when he heard that a small bar spent nearly 10 million yuan on repair, even if he was mentally prepared, Li Da Diaomin, whose reputation in Liushui Village is comparable to that of modern Grande, still has red eyes.
In fact, Qin Guhe single-handedly supported several lucrative gray industrial chains in Jiangnan, involving many industries, all of which were under the umbrella of a group company registered as "Qincheng". Today, Li Yundao learned that Huang Meihua still carried the title of general manager of Qincheng Group, and Wen Bin and Lai Jiu unsurprisingly each occupied the title of vice president. In fact, some subsidiaries that need to use their brains, such as Lakeside No. 1, auction houses, and pawn shops, are all managed by Wen Bin, and by the way, they also make suggestions for the development of the entire "Qincheng", and the remaining three religions and nine streams, from Yangchun Baixue, down to dog farms, gambling houses, etc., are all regarded as Lai Jiu's sphere of influence, and other things that need to be used with knives and guns are all regarded as Lai Jiu's own work. At this time, Li Yundao finally knew why Lai Jiu's domineering spirit kept adding blood to the tip of the knife, and after a long time, his temperament would naturally change with the environment.
The first place to go was a pawn shop called "Soochow Shengshi". The person in charge is surnamed Zhang, and he was polite when he saw Huang Meihua, but it was completely the kind of politeness of his superiors and superiors. When Huang Meihua introduced Li Yundao, she used a new position "general assistant", that is, assistant to the general manager. When looking at Li Yundao, who was selling goods all over the place, Zhang Zilong, who was wearing gold-rimmed glasses and a suit and leather shoes, still couldn't hide his disbelieving eyes. When introducing the pawn goods, Zhang Zilong inadvertently mentioned that occasionally someone would hold his son and daughter to pawn, just to exchange for a few stacks of banknotes, which made Li Yundao stunned, and even made this pawn circle celebrity surnamed Zhang despise the young man in front of him who didn't know how to climb the high branch of Huang Meihua, and then simply ignored Li Yundao and only followed Huang Meihua to introduce the recent business situation.
Although he was despised by others, Li Yundao always maintained a smile and silence, and the whole process, in addition to the appearance of the earthy, also played the role of "general assistant" well. Li Yundao only listened and didn't speak, and if he didn't understand, he asked directly, and he got a roll of his eyes.
After leaving the pawn shop, Li Yundao asked Huang Meihua: "Can you take the child as a pawn seriously?"
Huang Meihua said gloomily: "It's true, in this case, the old man had an order a few years ago, the child should be received first, and how to deal with it later, it depends on the state of the pawnbroker. In most cases, it is impossible for the parents of those children to redeem their children, and the old man has built a special charitable educational institution for these children, responsible for raising and nurturing these children, which can be regarded as a batch of intangible investments, and the first batch of children to be trained are now in college. β
Li Yundao listened, watched, did not evaluate, did not discuss, only when he encountered something he did not understand, he would ask the yellow plum blossom around him, at the end of the day, Huang Meihua took Li Yundao to seven or eight places, and one day also made the people in the mountains who had been trapped in the mountains for twenty-five years have a good regain of knowledge, the person in charge of seven or eight places, or Wen Bin's henchman, or Lai Jiu's celebrity, Li Yundao really saw the complex human nature under the pen of the thick black sect master, in the past, he used to talk about the pen in the book, but his own personal experience, but it is a different feelingγ
The last place was actually in the center of the top 100 county-level cities in the country, from this nightclub that was lit up with neon lights before dark, Li Yundao never spoke, just sat in the passenger seat thoughtfully, and Huang Meihua didn't bother him, one drove, the other thought, and did not interfere with each other.
Finally, when he was halfway through the provincial road, Li Yundao spoke: "Uncle, is this the underworld?"
Huang Meihua shook her head: "It can only be counted half." β
"Half. Li Yundao nodded, it seemed that Huang Meihua's answer did not surprise him, "What is the other half?"
Huang Meihua finally chewed the words in a crepe manner: "Doesn't it mean that the history of the rich is a history of blood and tears? β
Li Yundao nodded.
As a companion to the development of human society, the underworld has never disappeared, and its primitive accumulation process is often filled with blood and corpses, but once this stage is completed, all the underworld forces will be eager to bleach.
Li Yundao began to understand that these days, what he saw was only the white side of this deformed freak in society, and the other side was hidden in the shadow behind the sun, which was inhumane.