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Chapter Eighty-Four: All Selling are Bargaining Goods

The uneasiness in my heart became a reality in just over a dozen seconds. The first floor lobby of the casino was already messy, and there was still a strong stench in the air. Standing at the door and looking inside, the gambling table placed in the first floor lobby had been moved, dice, cards, card, etc. gambling tools scattered all over the floor.

The whole casino was quiet and quiet, making people feel a little scared. Faced with such a situation, the face of the middle-aged man suddenly turned pale. After taking a deep breath, he raised his legs and stepped into the first floor hall of the casino, shouting at the top of the voice: "Is there anyone else?!"

Echoes were lingering, but there was no response. The dead casino seemed to be silently explaining the horror incident that happened here last night.

"Brother Rong, this is..." A young man following the middle-aged man couldn't help but feel confused when he saw the situation at this moment. After taking a small step forward, he turned his head and looked at the blue face of the middle-aged man and asked carefully.

"Eight of you, search from the first floor, layer by layer!" Brother Rong glanced at the young man coldly and said in a deep voice: "Repay me the situation you have seen within five minutes. If you find that there are still people left in the venue, bring me here and go quickly!"

"Yes, yes..." The nine people were all Lu Bingkang's confidants, but Brother Rong's status was obviously much higher than the other eight people. Faced with his orders, the other eight people nodded quickly, then scattered and began to search the entire casino.

Search from the first floor to the top floor, then turn back to the first floor. Soon, the general situation of the entire casino was reported to Brother Rong’s ears:

"Brother Rong, I can't see a figure in the lobby on the first floor. The bar and twenty gambling machines have been smashed. All valuable things were stolen from it. There was a lot of noise. It should have been done by the people in the casino themselves, otherwise it would be impossible to find these noises!"

"Brother Rong, the VIP room on the second floor is similar to the first floor, including several bedrooms and private rooms, as well as the antiques and any valuable things on the outside, were all swept away. It should have been made by the people in the venue themselves."

"Brother Rong, the third floor..."

The situation on each floor is roughly the same. Any valuable thing was swept away before they came here. What they are left to them now are some broken things and things that are too big to move away, such as gambling tables, and the sculptures of Guan Erye worshipped on the first and second floors...

After listening to the eight people's reports one by one, Brother Rong's face was so gloomy that he could squeeze out water. He stood there without saying a word for nearly three minutes before he took a deep breath, took out his cell phone from his pocket, and dialed out Lu Bingkang's current office phone number.

After the phone was answered, Brother Rong's words were a bit intriguing: "Brother Kang, Lu Shiming's reaction was faster than us. He had already run away with all the valuable things in Baojing Town Casino..."

"What?" Lu Bingkang, who was in charge of the overall situation in his office, stood up from the swivel chair with a huh, and his face pulled down: "Run away?"

"Not only did Lu Shiming run away by himself, but probably he also dismissed the entire casino before he ran away, hoping to confuse the audience so that he could run away by himself."

"...Fuck/Damn it!" Hearing Brother Rong's report, Lu Bingkang stomped his feet hatefully, and then said, "He is smart... don't worry about Baojing Town, go to Hongliu Town and Leyang Town casino immediately and collect all the money for me. By the way, I'll ask you to prepare the passport and air ticket..."

"Don't worry, Brother Kang." Before Lu Bingkang finished speaking, Brother Rong spoke respectfully: "We are all ready. We can leave together just when your plan is over..."

"Very good." Lu Bingkang nodded with satisfaction and gently put the phone down. However, after the phone was put down, his smiling face slowly solidified, and he hummed with disdain: "Go together? Hum..."

Lu Bingkang is very self-aware, and it can be said that his courage is not as strong as he appears. After learning that Lu Yonghui died in Baojing Town, his first reaction was not how to protect the Lu family's status in Wenle County, nor how to stabilize the chaotic situation, but how to quickly accumulate the Lu family's money.

Then, he used his own confidant team to transfer the wealth abroad without knowing it, and then donated money to escape, completely throwing the mess after Lu Yonghui's death to the Lu family. As for the life and death of the rest of the Lu family... he couldn't think so much about it!

Standing alone in the office, looking at Wenle County County outside the window, a hint of color appeared on Lu Bingkang's face, but before he could smile, a loud noise came from the tightly closed office door, and a bang was kicked open!

"Who!" Lu Bingkang's heart jumped, and he shouted subconsciously and turned his head. When he met his eyes, he looked at him with cold and angry eyes. He looked at these eyes. Lu Bingkang's heart twitched suddenly, and he squeezed out a smile that was even worse than crying: "Why are you discharged from the hospital early..."

Baojing Town, Chaoyang Street...

"There are only twenty-eight and thirty left in this pair of pants, and the rest of the coding has been broken." Ye Yangcheng bowed his head and bent down, counting the clothes and pants that had been broken in the container. Behind him was Ye Jinglong, who was rushing from home with him, holding a small notebook and a black water-based pen, recording the results of Ye Yangcheng's counting on it.

He counted it one by one, and soon, a list of broken codes was listed. He took the small notebook from Ye Jinglong. Ye Yangcheng waved to Wang Huihui and said, "Huihui, you all come and take a look, don't mess it up later!"

"Oh, here we come." Wang Huihui, who was wiping the glass at the door, responded, and walked over with a smile, saying as she walked: "Old Ye, you really have the smell of a boss now!"

"Haha, is that?" Ye Yangcheng smiled calmly and handed the notebook to Wang Huihui. He also reminded him: "When the customers come later, you three will divide the area. Don't be as busy as yesterday!"

"I understand." Wang Huihui nodded and agreed, took the notebook and glanced at it, and said in surprise: "Ah, why are there so many codes broken?"

"The body is unified, and the rest are either small or large." Ye Yangcheng rubbed his temples and smiled, "The new product will arrive in two days, so let's sell it like this first."

"Oh." Wang Huihui nodded, then looked up at Ye Yangcheng and said, "But, Lao Ye, just the price of these clothes in our store, can you make money?"

"Do you think I'm losing money?" Ye Yangcheng was really shocked. Fortunately, the reaction was timely, and there were no flaws on his face. After stabilizing his emotions, he replied with a relaxed smile: "These clothes are all pulled from the factory to suppress the position... Ahem, in short, if you can't lose money, you can't make a small profit but you can't make a profit!"

Ye Yangcheng said only half of the words in a cunning way, leaving Wang Huihui with a certain amount of imagination space, and Wang Huihui had already shown that I knew it, and turned around and walked away with the notebook.

At this moment, a small truck stopped at the door of the store. After the window rolled down, the man sitting in the driver's seat shouted to Ye Yangcheng with an urgent tone: "Little brother, I have found you..."
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