Spy Wars: I can get rewards by being a bully!

Chapter 1092 Spring Chapter (2)

Ever since he got his own car, Wen San'er's life has gotten better and better.

First of all, he no longer has to pay the vehicle rental fee, which has significantly increased his income. The money he used to pay for the vehicle rental fee was enough for two meals, but now that he doesn't have to pay the fee, he can not only have more money for food, but also save some money by the end of the month.

Of course, Wen San'er had no habit of saving money, nor did he have any trusted way to save money. So at the end of each month, Wen San'er would always find a half-closed door and enjoy himself for ten minutes or so.

Wen San'er used to be hesitant to go to places like this, mainly because he was afraid of being scammed. But things are different now. Now Wen San'er has more confidence and is more assertive. Just two days ago, after he finished, a man suddenly appeared at the half-closed door and said that Wen San had slept with his wife and wanted two yuan.

In the past, Wen San'er might have handed over all his money and then gotten a beating.

This time, Wen San'er immediately started cursing, "Are you all blind! Didn't you see my car parked at the door? Open your dog eyes and look! I'm not wearing a prison uniform, I'm driving the Lin family's car, how dare you rip me off? Come on, come on, come on! Let's go to the auxiliary police station to reason with them, or even the Beijing police station!"

This outburst stunned the other side. The man actually went out to check the car, and when he came back, he kowtowed loudly to Wen San'er and took out two silver dollars. "Sir, we were blind to your greatness. Please forgive our ignorance and don't hold it against us. Take this money and have some tea."

Wen San'er really wanted to take the money, but he felt that if he did, he would be betraying his current "status".

After thinking for a moment, he took out fifty cents and threw it on the ground. "I don't owe you anything, but don't even think about extorting me. Don't mess with me again!"

After coming out, Wen San'er felt refreshed all over, even more so than when he was doing it!

With the year-end approaching, Wen San'er had been getting a lot of good fares these past two days. His car was beautiful and comfortable, and many wealthy customers were willing to pay more to ride in it. One shop owner even booked his car for two days and, in addition to the fare, gave him a silver dollar as a bonus.

Today is the 30th of the lunar month, and although Wen San'er doesn't plan to work, he still takes his cart out.

Without this car, Wen San'er felt weak and his legs were trembling. With this car by his side, he could walk with his head held high and exert all his strength. He really wished he could sleep with this car in his arms!

When Wen San'er encountered someone needing a ride on the road, he would politely boast, "I'm really sorry, it's Chinese New Year today, I'm not driving. I'm planning to find a place to order four dishes and have a couple of drinks."

The customer left with a strange look on his face and muttered to himself. "If you don't want to take me, then don't take me. Who the hell cares how many dishes you eat!"

Upon arriving at the familiar meat shop, Wen San'er parked the cart at the entrance and called out, "Fatty Qi, Fatty Qi! You'd better send someone to keep an eye on my cart. If this cart gets stolen, even selling your shop won't be enough to cover the losses!"

Fatty Qi also knew that Wen San'er had gained power. Not only had he paid off his past debts, but he would also come over for a drink every few days, pulling a brand-new cart, which was said to belong to the Lin family!

This is a real stroke of luck, we've finally found a powerful backer!

"Mr. Wen, please have a seat inside. Don't worry, if this car gets even a scratch, you can tear down my roof beams without me saying a word. How about some shredded chicken, a plate of peanuts, a plate of jellyfish strips, and a plate of fried tofu?"

Wen San'er nodded. "Don't fry the tofu, give me half a pound of braised beef. It's New Year's Eve today, we can't eat so much vegetarian food, can we?"

"It's a good thing you came at noon, because my little shop is closed tonight. We're all celebrating the New Year, aren't we? How about a bottle of Erguotou?"

Wen San'er waved his hand, "Just get a bowl of loose liquor. It's a waste if we can't finish the bottled wine."

Fatty Qi muttered to himself, "What's wrong with Wen San'er? If he were to put on airs in the past, he would definitely drink bottled wine. Today, he ordered some good food, so why is he drinking loose liquor?"

Little did he know, Wen San'er was eyeing his car. The bottled wine was delicious, but what if he accidentally drank too much and fell and got hurt? It wouldn't matter if he fell, but if he broke the carbide lamp, he would be heartbroken.

A bowl of loose white wine is a little over two ounces. It's spicy and strong, and the effect comes on quickly but also goes down quickly. If you eat the food and drink the wine slowly, and sit for a while, the effects of the alcohol will wear off, and you can then pull the cart back to sleep.

As they were eating and drinking, the cotton curtain was lifted again, and two men came in. Judging from their gait, they were people from the street.

They loudly ordered two cold dishes and two hot dishes, and asked for a pound of liquor, and then the two of them started drinking.

Before speaking, one of the men glanced around the room and was relieved to see that the only drinking guest was a thin man dressed in tattered clothes.

"Boss, you just got back from Xishan and you've already gotten involved in such a big deal. Is this going to work out? That guy surnamed Lin is not someone to be trifled with; he has connections everywhere!"

"Not to be trifled with? No matter how powerful he is, can he be more powerful than the Japanese? I spent two years mining coal in Xishan, all thanks to him. This time he messed with the Japanese, and Moriyama-sama said that someone higher up wants to take him down! The auxiliary management bureau under him has unclear connections; whose side is it on? As long as they create a conflict, there will be an opportunity for higher-ups to intervene and investigate!"

"Boss, what kind of conflict are you talking about? It's just causing trouble! But you don't know, the detective team and patrol officers are in cahoots with the auxiliary police. If things really get out of hand, they'll really open fire!"

"What are you afraid of! Moriyama-kun said that with Japanese ronin leading the way, we just need to stand behind and watch. We're not afraid of them firing; we're afraid they won't fire! If they kill the Japanese ronin, then what else is there to say?"

"He's killed ronin before!"

"That's different. What if there's a conflict between hundreds of ronin and the auxiliary police? Let me tell you, the roots of Moriyama Tai-kun's family are with the Japanese imperial court. To put it bluntly, they need a knife to deal with the Lin family, and this conflict is that knife!"

"Boss, you've been mining coal in Xishan these past two years, so there are some things you might not know. But I heard that when he first went to Tianjin, he killed more than one or two ronin!"

The leader slammed his hand on the table. "Stop being so indecisive! You'll get two silver dollars just for showing up and cheering. Tomorrow's the first day of the month, there will be crowds outside. If things get out of hand, it'll escalate. If something really happens, you can just run into the crowd. So, are you going or not?"

"Go! I'll go in that case!"

Wen San'er had his back to the two of them, and his body was already soaked with sweat!

He barely drank or ate any food, but finally waited until the two men left. He hurriedly slapped a few small coins on the table and said, "Fatty Qi, save that braised beef for me, I'll come back for it later!"

After saying that, he hurriedly ran out.

Fatty Qi rolled up his sleeves and started clearing the table. Seeing that the food and wine hadn't been touched much, he couldn't help but wonder, "Hey, is Wen San'er possessed by some evil spirit?"