461: Ascension (2 More)

"Dajun, my name is [81 Chinese website www.zwdu8.me] Xia Dajun."

Xia Dajun wiped his face, it was red and full of blood.

The eldest young master thought, what a complete slap on the street, and he never learned to answer.

But this fluttering saved him, even if Master Kun didn't say that, the eldest young master would also help Xia Dajun. Only under the heavy reward are the brave men, and others are not allowed to see the heavy reward. When encountering a similar situation in the future, why would anyone risk their lives to save them?

Xia Dajun didn't understand anything.

What the eldest young master said, he did what he did.

Anyway, he listened to Brother Hui, and Brother Hui died.

Brother Hui listened to Lord Kun again. I don't know if Lord Kun is dead. Lord Kun told him to protect the "eldest young master". If he saves the first young master, he will be able to flourish, and then he will save the first young master.

The eldest young master seemed to dislike him for being stupid, Xia Dajun saw it, but he didn't say it.

When he left the Anqing County Hospital, Xia Dajun had no money on him, and he didn't have a letter of introduction, so he took the train to the south. He was deceived, beaten, and almost caught and sold to Nanyang Rubber Plantation as a coolie. Later, I worked with Brother Hui. Although Brother Hui often scolded them, it was refreshing to give them wages.

There is also a fight when the cargo is unloaded at the dock.

Xia Dajun didn't dare to fight at first. Brother Hui said that he didn't dare to hack others, so he would wait to be hacked to death by others.

Of course Xia Dajun didn't want to die. Anyway, he was very strong. Brother Hui could do whatever he said... But he ended his wandering life and worked at the dock for two or three months. I didn't expect this kind of thing to happen tonight. Brother Hui died, and he had to follow the eldest young master.

The eldest young master was also injured, and Xia Dajun shredded his clothes and tied the wound according to the method taught by the eldest young master.

Halfway through the tie, he suddenly stood up.

He remembered that the wages he earned in the past three months were all hidden under the bed, and he had to get the money back!

The eldest young master almost went crazy.

"Pujie, you can't even buy a cufflink on my clothes with that little money!"

In front of him was Jin's thighs who didn't even know how to hold them tightly. The eldest young master really wanted to kill Xia Dajun with a single shot.

Are cufflinks so valuable?

The eldest young master lost half of his sleeves and his arms were bloody. Xia Dajun squatted down embarrassedly and continued to wrap the wounds for the eldest young master. He was full of the tin can he had pressed under the bed, which was almost three months' salary. Although it is dangerous to fight and kill with Brother Hui at the dock, the salary is also high, and Xia Dajun has saved nearly 2,000 yuan. But the eldest young master said that 2,000 yuan could not buy a single button on the clothes.

Xia Dajun saw that in the market, what the eldest young master said was what he said.

The eldest young master was in severe pain from the wound. Seeing his disbelief, he was so angry that he couldn't even care about the pain.

He must let this flutter open his eyes!

The eldest young master has a very smart mind, commanding the Xia army, hiding in Tibet along the way, hiding in a small fishing boat and sneaking across the sea. Xia Dajun came to the boundary of Hong Kong inexplicably like this, and was taken by the eldest young master to the mansion in the middle of the mountain.

The family doctor swarmed over to examine the eldest young master.

The eldest young master scolded his subordinates for eating shit, and called everywhere to find some "traitor".

Leather sofas, crystal chandeliers, and woolen rugs on the floor don't touch anyone's ankles. The white wool carpet was stained with blood, Xia Dajun involuntarily shrank his feet, is this kind of thing used to step on?

The eldest young master seemed to finally notice him.

"come here."

Xia Dajun moved over.

The eldest young master didn't want to beat him, but asked him what he wanted, whether to go to Tangkou to be the person in charge, or to go to work in a company in Central.

Xia Dajun didn't understand.

"Master, can you bury Brother Hui..."

Brother Hui took him in and was hacked to death. In order to carry the eldest young master out, Xia Dajun still left Brother Hui's body at the dock.

The eldest young master did not expect that this is what he asked for.

Brother Hui?

Oh, who is talking about the person who licked his face and smiled at Akun.

The eldest young master just remembered that he hadn't collected the body for Akun yet. Although the people below will do it, how can it be better if he personally ordered it. He felt that Xia Dajun was either too stupid or too scheming, and he only made such a request at this time?

Based on what he saw on the road, the eldest young master thinks it is very likely that he is too stupid.

How stupid to be like this, what kind of person in charge of the hall!

Not to mention working in a company in Central, I can't speak Cantonese or English, and it's disgusting to be a security captain.

The eldest young master asked someone to treat Xia Dajun's wounds.

Xia Dajun suffered several stabs on his body, but he was able to persevere thanks to his strong body. When he is brought to the eldest young master again, it will be two hours later. The sky is already bright, and the eldest young master has not slept all night. He seems not in good spirits. With a cigarette in his hand, it will burn to the butt of the cigarette. .

Seeing Xia Dajun coming, the eldest young master put out the cigarette:

"I didn't find your brother Hui's body, maybe it was thrown into the sea to feed the fish... Lord A Kun is dead, and the promise he made to you counts. From now on, you will work by my side, and you will definitely be called to the sky!"

Xia Dajun nodded.

The eldest young master's face was so gloomy that he didn't dare to ask how much the salary was.

Don't you carry too many bags at the dock?

Can I open 800 yuan a month?

I heard that in factories run by foreigners in the Special Economic Zone, people working in them can earn 400 yuan a month.

If the eldest young master can give him 800 yuan a month and make tens of thousands of dollars a year, in his hometown in Anqing, he will be very successful!

As for what to do after the rise, Xia Dajun has not thought so far. He always has to fly first, right? Those conflicts in the family in the past were not just poor and noisy. When he arrived in the south, Xia Dajun realized that there were so many rich people. In Dahe Village, it is amazing that anyone with relatives can work as workers in the city and earn dozens or hundreds of yuan every month.

It was only when he got to the south that he realized that dozens or hundreds of dollars were nothing. He had saved more than 1,000 yuan for three months at the pier.

Of course, he didn't have so much money to carry the bag. He also helped Brother Hui fight. Many of them were "bonuses" that Brother Hui said.

But the eldest young master said that with that money, he couldn't buy a single cufflink on his clothes.

Xia Dajun opened his eyes again.

If he makes money and goes back, he might be able to face and solve the things that made him afraid to escape before!

...

In the evening, Tang Hongen ended a busy day and could finally rest.

As soon as he got in the car, he asked Xiao Wang, "I asked you to record the Tiananmen celebration. Did you record it?"

Xiao Wang looked excited, "It's recorded, did you see Xia Xiaolan, you actually gave her a shot..."

Tang Hongen closed his eyes and rested.

Of course he saw Xia Xiaolan.

But he seemed to have seen someone else.

The camera flashed so fast that he couldn't see it clearly. The video tape can be paused, and Tang Hongen sent Xiao Wang away and stuffed the tape into the video recorder. He watched the Tiananmen Celebration again. After the close-up shot of Xia Xiaolan that paused for three seconds, the camera quickly passed the others.

Tang Hongen pressed pause several times before he really found the picture he wanted.

His hands trembled.

Is it right?

The picture quality is so blurry, the outline is a bit like.

...I haven't seen it in 12 years!