Spring Breeze Twenty Years

Chapter 653 Brothers Billiards City Revisited

After hanging up the phone, Xiao Wei took out a cigarette, lit one for the station chief, and asked, "How are things going over here?"

The station chief lit a cigarette and said, "Just messing around. It's alright here, less work than in the city, just a bit tiring. There are only two of us here, me and the clerk, responsible for about twenty villages. You all have cars, but we only have bicycles. Hehe, want to give it a try?"

Xiao Wei gave the director a thumbs-up and said, "You are the real heroes."

The director waved his hand and said, "It's not comparable to this place. The people here are less troublesome, that's the truth. They don't have any ulterior motives. They only handle small matters, just running errands. It is indeed a bit tiring." Riding a bicycle for more than 10 kilometers in minus 30 degrees Celsius in winter, just thinking about it is exhilarating.

Xiao Wei said, "I'm Zhang Wei from the Fengtian Heping Jixian Institute. If you have the chance to come to Fengtian in the future, please come and find me."

The director reached out and shook hands with Xiaowei, saying, "Okay, I'll definitely look for you when I have the chance. Hurry up and go, it'll get dark soon."

After leaving the police station and getting into the car, he waved to Hao Dawei to go first, and the two cars headed straight for Xingcheng.

This is basically the grassland. There are no mountains, and as far as the eye can see, there is a vast expanse of green grass. The sky is so blue that it looks unreal, and the highway winds its way across the grassland.

At 6:30 p.m., the two cars arrived at their destination and parked in front of Zhang Jun's workplace.

Zhang Jun had been waiting here for a long time, chatting idly with the owner of the nearby convenience store on the steps, until Xiao Wei got out of the car and called out to him.

"My second son has arrived, let's chat again tomorrow." Zhang Jun greeted the shopkeeper and walked over to Xiao Wei: "Is this your car? Which one is it? Pretty cool."

Xiao Wei said, "Yes, this is the one I used to own, and this one I just bought."

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Zhang Jun walked around the two cars and asked, "How much?"

Xiao Wei pointed and said, "This one costs around 500,000. This one is more expensive. It's not available in China. I had someone buy a grey market one for over a million. They said it would cost over three or four million to import it."

Zhang Jun licked his lips, looking a little envious. Xiao Wei said, "This is for you guys. Now that we've set up a company here, you need a car to drive around."

Zhang Jun was a little surprised: "Seriously? You're really willing to give up over 500,000?"

Xiao Wei said, "Fine, then. Besides, my sister-in-law works for me, this is for her."

Zhang Jun asked, "What about Xiao Hong? Is she willing? Have they discussed it?"

Xiaowei said, "Xiaohong has a car to drive. This time she bought six cars, two for our family. What about my sister-in-law?"

Zhang Jun said, "I'm at home. Let's go to the guesthouse first."

Xiao Wei said, "The four of us haven't eaten yet."

Zhang Jun said, "Let's settle in first, then we'll go out for dinner. I've reserved a table. Hey you, Wang Gang and Li Weibing are waiting over there."

The five of them drove to the Bayi Guesthouse, checked into their rooms, put their things away, and then got into Zhang Jun's car to go to the restaurant.

This time we went to a different restaurant, not the one with the iron pot from last time. This one serves mutton, but I don't know if it's run by Han or Mongolian people, because the taste is quite different.

Upon entering the restaurant, Xiaowei shook hands and greeted Wang Gang and Li Weibing. Everyone sat down and called the owner to serve the dishes. The first dish served was soup, a milky white broth with green chopped scallions and cilantro floating on top. It was crystal clear. Taking a sip, the mellow and warm broth flowed into my stomach, making me feel comfortable all over and as if all my fatigue had been relieved.

Then various dishes of mutton, tripe, intestines, and leg were served, and everyone ate and drank heartily.

After everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, the boss brought out milk tea. As they sat down to relax, Li Weibing said, "I thought you'd be able to come at the beginning of the month, but it's already this early. You've been quite busy lately, haven't you?"

Xiao Wei said, "There's a lot going on, all sorts of things piled up at once. Have you guys gotten things sorted out yet?"

Wang Gang said, "It's set up. Go over and take a look in a bit. Neither of us really knows much about this, so we don't know if it's right or if anything is wrong."

Xiao Wei asked Zhang Jun, "Brother, is something wrong?"

Zhang Jun said, "What could possibly happen so late at night? I already told your sister-in-law that there's nothing wrong with you coming today."

Xiao Wei asked the two people from the design institute, "Mr. Mi, Mr. Wang, are you tired? Should we take you two home first?"

Wang Honggang said, "Not tired at all. We didn't drive, so we'll just wander around. We've never been here before."

Wang Gang stood up and said, "Then let's go. Oh, Xiao Wei, let me tell you, I've been so anxious, so angry. You've finally arrived."

Xiao Wei laughed and said, "Come on, that's too vague, that's going too far."

Li Weibing laughed and said, "No, I can vouch for Lao Wang. The key is that the debt collectors come every day asking for money. Haha, you can't afford to lose your temper, how can you not get angry?"

Xiaowei's promised investment never materialized, so the two brothers packed up the house and moved everything in—a dance hall, karaoke bar, and billiards hall—which cost hundreds of thousands of yuan, putting them under considerable pressure. You can't just beat someone up for not paying them, can you?

The group laughed as they left the house, split into two cars, and headed towards the entertainment center that Wang Gang and Li Weibing had set up.

The location is decent, right next to the train station and Zhang Jun's workplace. The sign is already up: Brothers Billiards City.

The entrance isn't large, about seven or eight meters wide, but it's quite deep, extending nearly sixty meters into the ground floor, perhaps even more. Entering through the main gate, there's a ramp leading to a semi-basement structure, somewhat like a basement in Beijing, with ventilation windows connecting it to the outside. The upper two floors aren't as large as the basement, but still appear to be around two hundred to three hundred square meters.

The ground floor was a billiards hall with thirty tables. The bar and other amenities were all set up. Xiao Wei walked around and offered some suggestions, which Li Weibing carefully noted down, mainly concerning the convenience store, rest area, chairs, and scoring system. Further inside, they had several private rooms with sofas in the corners and a billiards table in each room—an idea that really caught Xiao Wei's eye.

The second floor is a dance hall, which is nothing special. In this day and age, a dance hall just needs to be dimly lit enough to play music. At most, it might have a few roller lights, rotating lights, mirrored reflectors, strobe lights, and ultraviolet lamps.

The karaoke room on the third floor also had individual seats and private rooms. Whether these two were confident or just didn't know much about it, they made a pretty big investment, throwing in over a million yuan in total.

Li Weibing said, "Well, after it was all done, we realized we'd gone over budget. It cost a total of 1.37 million. Hehe, now that we've tried to cut back, it seems like we can't cut any of the costs."

Xiao Wei said, "It's nothing, it's just a matter of how quickly we can recoup our investment, it's just a matter of one day sooner or later."

Li Weibing said, "You don't need to give me all the money at once. The amount I need to pay urgently is only around 600,000 yuan. Xiaogang and I have scraped together about 200,000 yuan, so you only need to contribute 400,000 yuan, okay?"

(End of this chapter)