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Chapter 2037: Almost Got Tricked, So Close

"Well, his family is in a difficult situation right now. Someone is injured and he has many children. I hope he can continue to work here."

The village chief lectured for a while, then turned his attention to Lao Sichuan. Now everyone knew that Lao Sichuan had the final say.

"Who wouldn't have difficulties? We are all in his situation. We are all out of work. If he doesn't want to go to prison, just write a resignation letter, sign it and leave. We will never hire him again."

"They think we are being unreasonable. Now let the police take care of these things. We are not afraid! He didn't just steal these things. I dug out the things they buried in the corner. These tools are enough for him to stay in there for a while."

Old Sichuan opened the guard's box and saw some bolts and tools covered in dirt. The workers stopped making noise and Old Sichuan pointed to the surveillance camera.

The old village chief then scolded the worker, and he finally signed his resignation report obediently.

At this time, Longju and Qianpo were both dumbfounded. It was the first time they saw workers stealing even the steel bars, and there was half a bottle of wine in it. Qianpo forgot where he put it in the kitchen and bought another bottle, but he didn't expect that they were all here with the workers. Their three views were refreshed.

Lao Sichuan's behavior seemed a bit inhumane to several people. In the evening, the translator and Lao Sichuan stayed at the factory, while Qian Po and Long Ju went out to eat.

"Who does Ji Sanchuan use?"

Speaking of Lao Sichuan, Qianpo was very confused. After all, Yiyuan Zhizao was not a small enterprise. In their opinion, it was a bit harsh on the workers, so they gave them some face.

"We can't stay in this company for long. We'll work for one year and go home early the next year and never come out again!"

The two men drank two large bottles of beer. Longju basically didn't drink while driving. Then he drove the factory pickup truck back. However, before they had taken two steps, a car stopped right in front of them. The dazzling high beams made them unable to open their eyes.

Several policemen pulled Longju out of the cab, and Qianpo was not spared.

The policeman clenched his hands into a cavity and asked Longju to blow air into it. Longju felt confused.

Then the police started talking about various things, and Longju was confused. Finally, the police pulled Longju aside and rubbed the noodles with his thumb and index finger. This time Longju understood that they wanted money.

Longju had never been to this place before, so he immediately picked up the phone and called the translator.

"Give the phone to the police..."

Just as the translator was about to speak, the Sichuanese took the phone.

"I just don't understand. Remember, you shake your head at everything he says, understand? Don't report the factory's phone number and location. I just don't understand, both of you!"

Old Sichuan was almost roaring, and Longju was a little dumbfounded at this time. But now that Old Sichuan had given the order, Longju walked up to Qianpo and whispered a few words, then sat back in the car.

Now Hat was also confused. It was the first time they saw such an operation and they asked Longju to get off the car again.

No matter what the other party said, Longju just shook his head.

Hat was very angry and stuffed Longju into his police car and drove away. Qianpo was stunned. The two Hats left behind kept gesturing to Qianpo for money. Qianpo got the hint from Longju and just kept saying no!

Fortunately, these people didn’t dare to rob, and Qianpo and his men held Chinese passports, which served as their talisman.

Longju was pulled by Mao Zi to the main road in the mountains. Mao Zi kept looking at Longju through the rearview mirror. Longju just sat there openly. Seeing that the other party had no intention of stopping, he closed his eyes and went to sleep. In fact, he was very panicked inside.

The hats had no choice but to pull Longju back. Then there was another round of attack. Longju kept gesturing but they couldn't understand. Seeing that there was no benefit, the hats could only drive away in dismay. "Did you pay?"

Watching the police car leave, Qian Po hurried over.

"Fuck him, he just took me for a walk in the mountains, and I just slept in the car. He didn't dare to rob me. Fortunately, Lao Sichuan gave less money this time. He definitely couldn't do it. Six people, half a month's salary is gone."

After wiping the sweat from their foreheads, Long Ju and Qian Po sat there smoking.

What made Longju break out in a cold sweat was that the police car came back again, and it was moving very slowly when passing by Longju. Longju knew that it was a good thing he didn't leave, because if he had left, the other party would definitely have followed him to the factory.

Just like that, Long Ju and Qian Po were smoking there, and the police car stayed in the distance for half an hour and finally left.

"That was a close call. These bastards must be repeat offenders. Damn it!"

Holding the steering wheel, Longju drove the car quickly back to the factory, while Lao Sichuan came out holding his stuff.

"Have you paid?"

Seeing the two men sweating profusely, Lao Sichuan's eyes were full of vigilance.

"No, they took me to the mountains and I fell asleep in the car. Who the hell should I ask for money from if they asked me? We didn't leave in a hurry and waited there for a while. Sure enough, the police car came back. Fortunately, we didn't leave, otherwise the car would have followed us. How could this place be so dark?"

After giving Lao Sichuan a cigarette, Longju and the other man finally felt relieved. The translator also came over, and the factory gate was closed by security guards.

"Look at this!"

Lao Sichuan lifted the translator's hair and saw a long scar on it. Longju was surprised.

"Five years ago, I was so tired from driving that I fell asleep in my car with the windows closed. A rock smashed the window, my bag and everything else were stolen, and I was dragged to the side of the road and beaten."

"I called the police later and they arrested me. They gave me my documents and stuff, but the rest of my digital products and valuables, including my money, were gone."

"I want to meet the two robbers, but the police won't let me because I can understand their language. What do you think of this place?"

When I talked about my own experience, the translator acted as if it happened yesterday.

Now Longju and Qianpo have become completely obedient. To use the words of an old Sichuanese, if you want to go out to eat and drink, go during the day, take a taxi back and forth, call a taxi yourself, and never get into a stranger's car, because you don't know whether there is a human or a ghost here.

Moreover, many people’s families have served in the military. If something really happens, the locals will be protected by their hats and will have to suffer the consequences.

"During the Soviet era, wasn't this place awesome? When we chatted with some locals, they all talked about how great their leaders were and how great their families were. Why has it become like this now?"

It was getting cold here at night. Lao Sichuan kept holding the hunting rifle in his arms. The tea on the stove began to bubble, and Lao Sichuan turned the potatoes over.

The translator started to have supper. He couldn't bear to give up instant noodles, so this time he ordered grilled onions.

"What does it have to do with them? The former Soviet Union was awesome as a whole, but this place is lame. To the south is the Amu Darya River, and to the north is the dried-up Aral Sea. The former Soviet Union defined this place as an agricultural area, similar to the Great Northern Wilderness."

(End of this chapter)