someone under me

Chapter 142 The Flooded Construction Site

"Is anyone here?"

Li Yi sent a message in the group, but after waiting for a while, no one responded, and then sent another one: "Why can't Mr. Fan be contacted?"

After waiting for a while, someone finally replied.

"I can't get in touch either, I haven't been paid for the last job yet."

"He also owes me a fee. Could it be that he ran away with the money?" Li Yi replied.

This time the group started to fry the pot.

"Shouldn't it? Mr. Fan has always had a good reputation."

"Who hasn't suffered from serious illness or minor disaster? Maybe they are in a hurry to spend money?"

"Could it be that he met an enemy and was beaten to death?"

"No, I've seen Mr. Fan's strength, anyway, I'm sure I can't beat him with one hand."

"You can't beat it, there must be someone else who can beat it. But the key is that some time ago I heard that Mr. Fan was going to make a big move. I guess he didn't do the big job, so he broke..."

There was a lot of chatter in the group, but there was no reason to talk about it. Of course, Li Yi would not reveal that he had killed Mr. Fan. He just waited until the chatter became a little less lively, so he hurriedly changed the subject.

"Mr. Fan can't be contacted, everyone don't care about his one-line contact bullshit rules, let's talk about it in the group if you have something to do, don't forget to introduce me if you have something to do."

As soon as Li Yi started, many people echoed.

The business in this line is not easy to pick up. Except for those guys who hurt others, don’t worry about not having a job. It’s not so easy for others to pick up the job. Ask Mr. Fan to introduce others to help.

Now that Mr. Fan is missing, the transfer work has been stopped for a long time, and a lot of work is inevitably squeezed out. Someone immediately recruited: "I need a follower now, whoever can talk to me privately."

"I need a fascinated one, private chat."

"I have a big job, and I need the help of a feng shui expert, the price is negotiable!"

After a while, several news emerged from the kung fu group, and Li Yi was very happy to see it. It seems that this move is right, and the opportunity to make money has come.

Although it is possible for Zhu Dakui to come forward for stalking or something, that kind of work is generally not well paid. After thinking about it, Li Yi contacted the guy who shouted that "the price is negotiable".

"How much can I give?" Li Yi asked.

The guy named "Yangye Lihua" replied: "What level are you at?"

"Don't worry about this, I can't solve the problem without me!" Li Yi said in a full tone.

"Well, the boss gave 50 yuan, and it's half done by one person." Lihua said last night, "But there are several people contacting me at the moment. When the time comes, everyone will go together, and whoever finishes it will be counted."

Li Yiba smacked his lips, and understood why Mr. Fan only allowed one-line contact. The competition among peers is really troublesome.

"Okay, when will you work?" Li Yi still decided to continue, after all, he really had no money in his pocket, besides, with his current strength, he was not afraid to compete with others at all.

"It's not too late. Tonight at ten o'clock tonight, gather at Waixing, Beihuan, my license plate..." Lihua said last night.

Picking up his mobile phone, Li Yi lit a cigarette, happily thinking that after he got half of the 50 yuan, the first thing he had to do was stock up on dozens of boxes of liquor, cigarettes, etc., at least he didn't have to worry about running out of food.

Since it is a matter of Feng Shui, it is necessary to get on the old road, and Song Yang has to be the driver. He set off at nine o'clock and ran around the Huancheng Road to the North Ring Road at 09:30. After waiting for a while, he saw what Lihua said last night. the car.

The car is very ordinary, an old model from several years ago. The driver is a young guy, but the co-pilot is an old man with white hair.

"Pear Blossom?" Li Yi lowered the car window and called out.

"You are?" The old man looked at Li Yi and frowned.

"I'm a monk and not honest." Li Yi reported his screen name.

"Oh, wait a minute, let's go there when everyone is here." The old man said proudly.

Li Yiba smacked his lips. It seems that this guy thinks he is young and looks down on him, so he is not polite at all.

He didn't bother to argue so much with him, so Li Yi just asked Song Yang to back the car to the side of the road and park it. After a while, two more cars came. There is a car with two veterans, one old and one young.

For the people in the two cars, the old man Lihua was much more enthusiastic. He got out of the car, shook hands and made a bow, then got back into the car and drove away.

However, the car stopped in front of a construction site not too far away. It seemed that the construction site had just been demolished and the foundation hadn’t been dug yet, but the work stopped and only a few big light bulbs were on. On Nuo Da's construction site, the light was similar to that of fireflies.

Lihua's car parked outside the iron fence gate of the construction site, she got out of the car and took out her phone to make a call, it seemed that she was asking someone to open the door, then she turned around and said to the people who also stopped the car one after another: "The accident happened at this construction site, Now the foundation is being dug, but the dug foundation is always filled with water in the middle of the night, and it is drained the next day. No matter how you check it, you can't find out where the water comes from. Even geologists can't find out where the problem is. I had no choice but to find me. I also know a little about Fengshui, but I have been guarding for two nights in a row. I only found out that the earth’s atmosphere here changes at midnight every day, and the compass doesn’t work. Please invite everyone today Come over and have a look, look for the fault, whoever can crack it will be the one."

"Oh, flooded the foundation? That's interesting..." The middle-aged man, surnamed Luo, said with a smile.

"Pindao has heard of this kind of situation before, maybe it's not too difficult to solve, ha ha." The old man also said with a smile.

Li Yi wondered if he had to say something, but no one expected them at all, and they all started and walked towards the big iron gate that was opening.

Curling his lips and muttering helplessly, Li Yi also followed into the construction site.

There are a few simple rooms not far from the entrance of the construction site. There is a fat man in a suit who looks like a person in charge. He is not very enthusiastic when he sees the old man Lihua. After all, he has been busy for two nights and there is no effect. Already thought him a liar.

"Manager Liu, these are some of my friends. Let's work together tonight and we will definitely be able to solve the problem." The old man Lihua said with a smile.

"Whatever, I won't follow you there." Manager Liu said impatiently, and asked his subordinates to bring over a few flashlights, then turned around and entered the work shed.

"Hehe, Fellow Daoist, it seems that they don't welcome us very much." The old Taoist joked.

"He's a small foreman, and he doesn't know how to be good or bad. If it wasn't for the face of their boss, I would teach him how to behave in minutes!" The old man Lihua said, leading everyone into the construction site. With that, he soon came to the front of a big pit.

The big pit is the foundation of the building. It has been dug for at least ten meters, and the edges are neatly surrounded. When illuminated by the flashlight, there are still some muddy water marks at the bottom...

(End of this chapter)