chsdbacks Chapter 286 Great Medicine 2
Chapter 286 Great Medicine 2
"In other words, as long as we see Lin Dabiao, we can tell whether he is a drug dealer just by smelling whether he has a special odor, right?" I said.
"That's right!"
Fatty Lin nodded.
"This job isn't difficult, it's just that the pot is quite big!" I said.
"Fatty, I have a question. How do we meet Lin Dabiao?" Long Nier asked.
"Have you forgotten about the one million we donated?" Fatty Lin said with a sneer.
"Third Master said he embezzled the one million we donated. Should we confront him?" Long Nier asked.
"With such a powerful background, why should we bother with him?"
Fatty Lin snorted and said, "I'll call him tomorrow, ask him out, and say I want to donate money to him. We can't pay for it ourselves; we'll get reimbursed by Third Master later!"
"Yes, ask Third Master for reimbursement!"
I agree with Fatty Lin's suggestion. Regardless of whether Lin Dabiao is a fraud or not, his backing is very real.
It would be unwise for us to rashly confront him and settle scores.
The three of us discussed the details and, after confirming everything was correct, we took a break.
The next morning, Fatty Lin called Third Master and explained the details.
"How can you be sure of the smell? Yunfei didn't smell anything strange when he met him that day."
After listening, Third Master said...
"Third Master, people who have taken that special medicinal soup have a scent that we humans can't really detect, but just because humans can't smell it doesn't mean immortals can't!"
Fatty Lin replied with a smile.
"You mean the hedgehog you keep?" Third Master immediately realized.
"That's right!"
Fatty Lin nodded and said, "We'll bring Xiao Ba with us when we meet Lin Dabiao. It doesn't matter if we can't smell it, Xiao Ba can!"
"Okay, it's settled then. I'll have the finance department transfer the money to you right away. Is five million enough?" Third Master made the decision immediately.
"Ten million, I'm afraid five million is too little, and I won't be able to lure him out!" Fatty Lin said.
"Okay!" Third Master agreed immediately without any hesitation.
After hanging up the phone, Fatty Lin said to me, "How about that, Crazy? I told you Third Master would hand over the money without hesitation!"
"You're really something, asking for ten million right off the bat!" I said.
"We're risking our lives on this job. Do you think Third Master doesn't know this? He knows very well that at least five million of this ten million will end up in our hands!" Fatty Lin said.
"Too!"
I nodded.
The money arrived in less than twenty minutes.
"Crazy, look at how fast Third Master is. This is ten million, not ten thousand, and he transferred it so quickly. He's afraid we two brothers will back out!" Fatty Lin pointed at the text message notification on his phone and snorted.
"That's fine too. After this, we won't owe Third Master anything. From now on, we'll have a cooperative relationship. We can take on his projects if we want, and we can refuse if we don't!"
I said.
That makes sense!
Fatty Lin nodded and said, "Alright, I'll call Lin Dabiao!"
Lin Pangzi dialed the number given to him by Third Master.
"Is this General Manager Lin?"
After the call connected, Fatty Lin asked.
"I am, and you are?" Lin Dabiao asked.
"Mr. Lin, this is Lin Xuanjing. I donated one million to your organization after the earthquake. This time I would like to donate another five million. Can we meet?" Fatty Lin said.
"Lin Xuanjing? Oh, I remember now, Mr. Lin, I'm in Beijing. Are you in Beijing? If you are, we can meet. What's on your mind? We can discuss it in person. Some things can't be settled with five million!"
After muttering something to himself, Lin Dabiao looked as if he had suddenly realized who Fatty Lin was, but his words proved that he had no idea who Fatty Lin was.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have called Fatty Lin "Mr. Lin," but rather "Taoist Master Lin."
What's even more interesting is that he seemed to misunderstand us, thinking that we were looking for him not to donate money, but to do something else.
Judging from his tone and the background information Third Master mentioned, he might have taken up the job of a broker now.
"I'm in Beijing, Mr. Lin. When would you be available?"
Fatty Lin and I exchanged a glance, understanding the unspoken meaning in Lin Dabiao's words, but we didn't care. As long as we could see him, nothing else mattered.
"I'm free this afternoon. How about this, I'll send you the time and address for our meeting later. Call me when you're coming!" Lin Dabiao said arrogantly.
Judging from his tone, he genuinely considered us as people asking him for favors.
"Okay, Mr. Lin, see you this afternoon!" Fatty Lin said with a smile.
"Fatty, this guy really thinks he's something!"
After hanging up the phone, I said with a smile.
"With the Ling brothers as their backers, it's normal for them to get cocky!" Fatty Lin said nonchalantly.
That's true. The Ling brothers' company is very strong. At least for now, it's no worse than the Third Master's company, and in some ways, it's even stronger.
But nothing lasts forever, and a few years later, the Ling brothers' company went bankrupt, and they completely withdrew from the scene.
No one would have thought of this at the time, after all, the Ling brothers' company was at its peak.
Soon, Lin Dabiao sent the address.
The address Lin Dabiao sent was for a members-only business club; we and General Manager Yang had been there once.
We set off at 3 PM. After we arrived, Fatty Lin called Lin Dabiao.
Less than three minutes after the call, someone came out and took us inside.
Soon, we met Lin Dabiao in a private room.
Seeing us come in, Lin Dabiao didn't even get up, just pointed to the opposite side and said, "Sit!"
The three of us looked at each other, said nothing, and sat down opposite Lin Dabiao.
Seeing us sit down, Lin Dabiao took out a cigarette, lit it while putting it in his mouth, and said, "Tell me, what do you want me to do for you?"
"Who said we asked you to do something?" Fatty Lin said with a half-smile.
"Are you kidding me?"
Lin Dabiao's face darkened instantly, and he said, "Don't you even know who I, Lin Dabiao, am!"
We actually know who he is.
The information Third Master provided clearly stated that this man was a small-time contractor who had suddenly risen to prominence in the last two or three years.
In those days, most contractors had a kind of thuggish air about them.
Why does it have a bandit-like air?
Because good people can't be contractors.
To put it bluntly, everyone in this line of work has some kind of gang-related element.
Lin Dabiao was the same; he thought we were trying to reason with him and that we were being difficult.
"Mr. Lin, I'll say it again, we're here to donate money, not to ask you for favors!" Fatty Lin still had a smile on his face.