"It''s done?" when he saw Turin coming out, Graf, who leaned against the doorpost, immediately straightened up. He took out a cigarette from his arms and handed it to Turin, and lit a lighter for him.


    Du Lin took a puff of smoke, shook his head, spit out a puff of smoke, and said confidently, "no, but they will promise!"


    It is not surprising to have such a guess. Through some simple descriptions of hoon, Dooling has a preliminary understanding of the kind man named Morris. That''s a guy who doesn''t want to usury, or the usurer in this society is not black enough to be hopeless. Morris is a member of the gang and keeps some thugs. This kind of people in the gang are like those called "water pipes" in the dream.


    Their task is to provide enough funds for the development of the gang. Of course, it is also possible that the business is Morris''s own. However, he would never dare not pay back the money owed by hoon, otherwise he would stand up when Morris took his cow.


    He was so afraid of Morris that he dared not protest even if his interests were violated. Such people may say some cruel words and have some decisive ideas under great pressure, but that''s just their wishful thinking. If such people use the words in their dreams, they are counseling.


    Durin dare not say that he is their only savior. There is still a gap between 1800 yuan and 2200 yuan, but this gap can give them enough hope. More than four hundred dollars? If you make money honestly, it may take two years to come up with 400 yuan, and all three of them need a fairly good job. However, if you don''t make money honestly and take a side door, you may not be able to come up with these 400 yuan in a short time.


    Hoon is now faced with such a choice, either sell the ranch to Turin and try to make up for 400 yuan, or die with the ranch and the family, and then Turin will buy the ranch from Morris at a relatively low price. Why ask who Hoon owes? Isn''t it just to find a new owner of the ranch and buy it when the family is dead?


    Moreover, durin believed that even if he offered a price of 1600 yuan, Morris would not refuse, because Morris was a "low interest loan", not a foundation, and did not play any risk averse investment. What he needs is money, cash, and stars that can be used for trading immediately!


    Before long, the door of the house opened from inside. Hoon came out with a haggard face. He looked at Turin with a complex look and sighed, "you won, sir. You sold it to you. When can we get the money?"


    Du Lin took off the cigarette in his mouth, fell to the ground, stepped on a foot and ran over it. He stretched out his hand and said, "happy cooperation. Come to the city tomorrow with your certificate. After the formalities are completed, you can get your money. Now, I won''t bother you to rest and leave!"


    Turin nodded and left with a smile. The premium of 300 yuan in exchange for the advantage of time is a very cost-effective deal. As for how to collect the remaining 400 yuan when the hoons sell out their house tomorrow, it has nothing to do with Dooling.


    After returning to the city, the three suppliers entrusted him to tell him that the first 10000 bottles of wine would be transported here in a week. I hope he can be ready to receive the goods.


    Early the next morning, Hoon took the certificate of his farm land and found Doolin, who had not been awake for long. They went to the "land use office" in tenar city to register the transfer of land assets. The procedures were not complicated. The two sides signed a contract for sale and transfer. Hoon transferred his farm to Turin at a one-time price of 1800 yuan, and signed it with his fingerprints. When one person holds a copy of the document and the land use office files a copy, the land is Doolin''s. Durin gave Hoon 1800 yuan in person and asked Hoon to sign a receipt.


    Watching Hoon quickly leave the office hall, Dooling hooked his fingers, and immediately a teenager in shirt, suspenders and checkered cap ran over. The boy has white skin, thick eyebrows and big eyes. He is also handsome. His name is dufo. He is a very exciting young man and one of the members of the Township Association.


    He bowed his head and stood behind Dooling on the right. "President?"


    Durin raised his chin. "Take some people to stare at him and see where he has gone. If he goes to find the man named Morris, you will come back. If he goes directly outside the city, catch him and send him to Morris to tell Morris that he has money."


    The purpose of doing so is to prevent Hoon from running away after he got the money. He can imagine that when Morris found that his 2200 yuan was missing, in anger and despair, he would definitely count it on Turin. Although there are neat procedures to prove that he spent money to buy the ranch from hoon, Morris certainly doesn''t mind knocking on Turin to make up for his loss in order to settle the account and recover the loss.


    Dooling is not afraid to get into trouble, but that doesn''t mean he''s willing to take the initiative to get into trouble, so he''d better keep an eye on it.


    Dufo went out of the door and blew a whistle. At once, four or five young people of his age and similar clothes leaned over. Passers by looked at them with disgust from time to time. If the dagger that occasionally poked out of their pockets didn''t shut everyone''s mouth, I''m afraid someone would have to scold them. These young people looked excited as if they were doing something great.


    They followed hoon, followed him all the way, and watched him reach Seventh Avenue and the deli.


    "Dufo, is our task just to stare at him?" asked a little partner.


    Dufo is a well-known young man among his fellow countrymen. He once served in prison, juvenile prison and was imprisoned for one year on the grounds of injury. He stabbed a drunk who tried to invade his sister 31 times with a pair of scissors, almost stabbing the drunk to death. If it were not for a reason, Mr. jiashangdele sent a lawyer to help dufo. I''m afraid he might not be able to come out in 11 years, let alone one year.


    The drunk man was rescued, but died of organ failure a few days later.


    Therefore, dufo is very famous among these little friends, and everyone takes his lead.


    He nodded at this time. "The president ordered me to keep an eye on him. If he comes to see Morris, we''ll go back. If he goes straight out of town, we''ll catch him back."


    It took less than five minutes to see Hoon come out of the deli. I''m afraid it''s a little fast. Duffer immediately stood up straight, tilted his head and said to the little friends around him, "something''s wrong. Keep an eye on him and I''ll see if Morris is is there." the little friends don''t know how duffer can prove that Morris is is not there, but they have a nameless trust in duffer. They immediately clapped their chest and assured them that they must keep an eye on Hoon.


    After the arrangement, dufo walked a few steps along the sidewalk, opened the mailbox at the door of a roadside family, then took out an envelope, took it in his hand, and ran towards the deli.


    Running to the deli, Dover looked at the layout of the room. There was a door behind a row of counters selling bacon and ham. There was only one door in the whole room. He lowered some duck tongs and walked inside.


    At this time, someone stopped him, "boy, don''t break in!"


    Dufoyang raised the envelope in his hand. "Someone asked me to come here to send a letter to a gentleman named Morris."


    The staff of the deli who stopped him was about to reach out and grab it. Dufo hid back and avoided his hand. "That''s not good, sir. The gentleman who asked me to deliver the letter said that it must be handed over to Mr. Morris, and he will give me ten cents!"


    If dufo only said the first half, the clerk would say I''ll take care of it. But when he said that he still had ten cents to pay, the clerk took back his hand and made way, "enter the door and turn left. The last room is, don''t steal, don''t run around!"


    Dufo smiled, nodded and walked inside, "I''m not a thief!"


    After entering the door, he looked left and right. On the right was the cold storage, and on the left was a corridor about ten meters. There was a door on both sides of the corridor, and there was a door at the end of the corridor. He ran all the way to the innermost door on the left, knocked on the innermost door, and heard a "come in" from inside. He opened the door and poked out a head. The room was not big. There was a big table, a group of old sofas and a tea table.


    There are a lot of change and coins on the tea table. Three guys who are not good at first sight are counting the money. Behind the big table sat a guy in a white suit and pink shirt. He was greasy and his feet were tilted on the table.


    He raised his eyes and looked at the Wangdu Buddha. He raised his eyebrows. "What''s the matter?"


    Dover raised the envelope and shook it. "Someone asked me to come here to deliver a letter to a Mr. Morris. Is Mr. Morris there?"


    The greasy guy took back his feet, looked at dufo in some doubt and showed his identity, "I''m Morris. Who asked you to send it?"


    Dover put the envelope on the table. "I don''t know, sir. He said you''d give me ten cents."


    Morris was about to get the envelope. He paused in his hand, then took two coins from the table and threw them to Dover. Dover took the coins, smiled and said, "Sir, you are so generous", and turned and left the room.


    Morris looked at the slowly closed door with some doubts, and then focused on the envelope. The envelope was placed in reverse. He couldn''t see the sender and receiver. He didn''t care. He cut the envelope directly with a paper cutter, took out the letter paper and looked at it.


    The more he looked, the more strange his face became. Finally, he couldn''t help smashing the letter paper in his hand. "Asshole, you cheated me. Go and get the boy back!"