Chapter 165 164. Here I Come (Nickname League+4)

In this storage auction, Rick and his son encountered Waterloo.

It doesn't matter if you just spent 10,000 yuan to buy a garbage warehouse, but this warehouse is full of heavy and cheap books and newspapers, which is very miserable.

Li Du and others have picnic gear and bicycles, so even if he conceals the existence of Patek Philippe watches, he still looks very profitable.

After packing up the three warehouses and preparing to leave, someone came over to say thanks: "Hey, guys, how about some cold beer on such a hot day? Thank you just now, Li, and thank you for sharing the information."

Hans took the plastic bucket, which contained several bottles of Budweiser and some ice cubes.

Li Du said: "You're welcome, buddy, you know, I have some conflicts with that guy with dog ears, actually I don't want him to get that warehouse."

This person finally took pictures of the electronic product warehouse, and now it seems that the harvest is not small. Although most of the electronic products inside are broken, the parts are well preserved and can be disassembled to sell parts.

"I understand that the dog's ears are too much. He is a stingy guy. He thinks you have provoked his reputation and dignity in Flagstaff City. Be careful of him when you go back." The big man said.

Hans said: "We understand, thank you for your concern, Frith, I wish you a lot of money this time."

The big black man smiled and said, "I think it should be. Looking at it now, I have a lot of good goods in my warehouse."

Just as he was about to leave, he turned around and added: "By the way, you have to be careful with this guy, Freddy, this guy has been asking about your news recently."

"Freddy? Who is it?" Li Du asked blankly.

Hans said: "The last time we cheated Lucas to buy the statue warehouse, there was a nasty guy, have you forgotten? A nigger, he probably wants to step on us and always provoke us."

Suddenly, Li Du thought of this young black man, and he didn't know why he kept fighting against them.

With two large trucks of garbage, they drove on the road back to Flagstaff City.

Li Du meant to go to the garbage dump to dispose of the garbage first, but Hans shook his head and said no: "There is too much garbage, and it will cost a lot of money to dispose of it. Look at me, Boss Fu has a coup."

His clever trick is to take advantage of the night to separate the garbage and dump it around the community trash cans.

Mr. Li thought it was immoral to do so, but now the garbage disposal site is closed, and the truck is in a hurry to go back, so he can only let Hans do it.

In this way, for half the night, garbage was piled up in the trash cans at the gates of many communities in Flagstaff City.

When parting, Li Du shook his head and said, "Just do these immoral things, and there will be retribution sooner or later."

Hans grinned and said, "I've been doing it for several years. God didn't punish me. In fact, the police don't care about this kind of thing. The garbage is handled by the cleaning company. The cleaning company doesn't know who did these things."

He talked too much, and the next day Li Du received a call from him: "What are you doing? Are you free? What we did last night was discovered."

"What's the matter?" Mr. Li didn't realize it at first, and he thought for a while, "Damn it, is it about littering?"

Hans said helplessly, "Apart from this, what else can there be?"

Li Du said: "We made mistakes first, we should pay the fine if we should, and apologize if we should apologize..."

"Neither, the cleaners want to negotiate with us, the situation is not good."

This matter was not clear on the phone, so Li Du called a car and came to the door.

After meeting, he asked: "What did you say? The cleaners want to negotiate? What do you mean?"

Hans said: "You may not know that the cleaning work in Flagstaff City belongs to black people. They are considered a gang. These guys want to negotiate with us."

Li Du wondered: "What is there to negotiate?"

Hans said: "It is estimated that they will warn us and then blackmail us for a sum of money."

What happened this time was that they made a mistake, so if they were to be fined, Li Du would accept it, but what if they wanted to blackmail them? I'm sorry, he will never let him be slaughtered.

Calling Godzilla, he said: "Where is the other party? Let's go together!"

When Godzilla heard that he was going to negotiate with the local gangsters, he wrapped a belt with a hoop around his waist and was ready for battle.

Seeing this, Li Du said, "Where are your two 1911 pistols? Take them with you."

Hans laughed and said, "Dude, this is Flagstaff, not Detroit, and we're not gangsters robbing territory, so there's no need to do this."

Godzilla nodded and said, "Going out with a gun and being reported is more terrible than dumping trash."

The negotiating venue chosen by the other party was a bar called 'Dust and Gray Wolf'. The bar was located on the outskirts of Flagstaff City. Because of the daytime, there were not many people inside.

After Li Du and others arrived, a group of black people sitting around drinking stood up. Most of them were wearing blue overalls, and they were obviously local cleaners.

After seeing these people, Li Du understood why Hans said that he didn't need to carry a gun. There were mainly old black people here, at least fifty years old, and most of them were simple and honest.

"Hans Fox? Hello, I'm Sandy." An old man who looked a bit like Morgan Freeman asked.

Hans nodded and said: "It's me, guys, good afternoon, it's hot enough outside, this damn sun, does it want to dry us into jerky?"

A black cleaner said dissatisfiedly: "It's good that you know, because you littered the garbage, and the work could have been solved in the morning. We worked all morning. Do you know how much you have suffered?!"

Sandy said in a deep voice: "Sal, don't worry, let's talk about this matter slowly."

The two sat down, and Sandy said, "Ralph, three more beers."

The bartender brought three glasses of cold beer, all cheap Singha beer, a Thai beer brand that focuses on the low-end beer market in the United States.

Li Du took a sip and said, "Hans said that you want to negotiate, and I want to hear your opinions."

Godzilla drank all the beer in one go, and the muscles on his exposed arms were as hard as a rock.

The eyelids of a group of old blacks jumped wildly, and Thrall whispered: "Damn it, why hasn't that guy Da Ao come yet?"

Sandy drank the beer slowly and said, "Dude, drink tastefully. You are too impatient to waste this good glass of wine."

Hans smiled and said, "I don't intend to question your taste, but is this good wine?"

He turned his head and waved to the bartender: "Change to Stone Craft IPA."

The United States has a unique beer culture, which can be described in a book, and the craft IPA belongs to the best beer.

Stone is a brand born in San Diego, Southern California. San Diego is a veritable holy land of American craft beer. Among the many wineries here, Stone Winery is almost the best one with the most fans.

In addition, Stone's wine is not only distributed in most states of the United States, but also sold in Canada, Europe, Japan, and Singapore.

Of course, a large sales volume does not mean that the quality of the wine is good, and in the field of beer, many people even think that the sales volume is the killer of the quality of the wine, and it is always difficult to see high-quality wines produced in large quantities.

But Stone is an exception. There is really no other winery in the United States except Stone that can sell wine all over the world and maintain the top level.

The bartender glanced at him and said, "A bottle costs twelve yuan."

"Twenty bottles first." Hans said with a smile.

The old cleaners curled their lips, but there was no lack of envy in their eyes.