"Is the negotiation done?" Seeing Dulin walk out, Graff, who was leaning against the doorpost, immediately stood up straight. He took out a cigarette from his arms and handed it to Dulin, and lit it for him with a lighter.

Du Lin took a puff of cigarette, shook his head, let out a puff of smoke, and said confidently: "No, but they will agree!"

It is not surprising that there is such a speculation. Through some simple descriptions of Hunn, Dulin has already had a preliminary understanding of the kind-hearted person named Morris. That is, a guy who will not give up high interest and insists on giving up high interest, or the person who gives up high interest in this society has not yet been cured to the point of being hopeless. Morris is a member of the gang and has also raised some thugs. Such people are like those who are called "water hose" in their dreams in the gang.

Their task is to provide enough funds for the gang for development, and of course it is also possible that the business belongs to Morris himself. But no matter what, he would never dare not repay the money owed by Hun, otherwise he would stand up when Morris took his cow away.

He was afraid of Morris, so afraid that even if his interests were violated, he would not dare to appeal. Such people might say some harsh words and some decisive thoughts under tremendous pressure, but that was just their wishful thinking. If such people use the words in dreams, they would be cowardly.

Du Lin dared not say that he was their only savior. 1,800 yuan is indeed a little different from 2,200 yuan, but this gap can give them enough hope. Is it more than 400 yuan? If you make money honestly, it may take two years to get it together. Moreover, the three of them all need a pretty good job. But if you don’t make money honestly and go through some sideways, you may not be able to get it together in a short period of time.

Hu En now faces this choice, either sell the ranch to Dulin, and then find a way to make up for the four hundred yuan, or hold the ranch and die with the family, and then Dulin will buy the ranch from Morris at a relatively cheap price. Why do you need to ask who Hu En owes? Isn’t it just to find the new owner of the ranch after the family is dead and buy it?

And Dulin believes that even if he offers a price of 1,600 yuan, Morris will not refuse, because Morris puts "low interest loans", not a foundation, and does not play any risk-avoiding investment. What he needs is money, cash, and star yuan that can be used for trading and trading immediately!

Not long after waiting, the door of the house opened from the inside, Hu En walked out with a haggard face. He looked at Du Lin with a complicated expression and sighed, "You have won sir, 1,800 yuan, sold to you. When can we get the money?"

Du Lin took off the cigarette in his mouth, threw it on the ground, stepped on it and crushed it, stretched out his hand and said, "Happy cooperation. You will come to the city tomorrow with the certificate. After the procedures are completed, you will get your money. Now, I will not disturb you to rest, say goodbye!"

Du Lin nodded and left with a smile. The premium of 300 yuan was exchanged for a time advantage, which was a very cost-effective transaction. As for how Hu En's family sold out the house tomorrow, it had nothing to do with Du Lin.

After returning to the city, the three suppliers asked someone to tell him that their first batch of 10,000 bottles of wine would be transported here in a week, hoping that he would be ready to receive the goods.

Early the next morning, Hu En found Dulin, who had just woken up with the certificate of his farm land. The two went to the "Land Use Office" in Trère City to register the transfer of land assets. The procedures were not complicated. The two parties signed a sale and transfer contract, and Hu En transferred the farm he owned to Dulin at one time for 1,800 yuan, and signed and put a handprint. When one document was held by one person and the land use office filed one copy, the land belonged to Dulin. Dulin gave Hu En 1,800 yuan in person and asked Hu En to sign a receipt.

Looking at Hu En quickly leaving the office hall, Du Lin hooked his fingers, and immediately a boy wearing a shirt and overalls and a checkered baseball cap ran over. The boy's skin was very white, his thick eyebrows and big eyes were quite handsome. His name was Dufo. He was very shocked and was also one of the members of the hometown association.

He lowered his head and stood behind Du Lin's right, "President?"

Dulin raised his chin, "Take a few people staring 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, arrest him and send him to Morris and tell Morris that he has money."

The purpose of doing this is to prevent Hun from running away after getting the money. He could imagine that when Morris found out that his 2,200 yuan was gone, in anger and despair, he would definitely take the account on Dulin. Although the neat procedures prove that he spent money to buy the ranch from Hun, in order to settle the account and recover the losses, Morris would definitely not mind making up for his losses by knocking on Dulin.

Dulin is not afraid of causing trouble, but this does not mean that he is willing to take the initiative to cause trouble, so it is better to keep an eye on it.

Dufo whistled out of the door, and immediately four or five young people who were about the same age as him and dressed in the same clothes leaned over. Passers-by looked at them from time to time with disgust. If it weren't for the daggers that occasionally poked their heads out as they walked in their pockets, everyone would have shut their mouths, I'm afraid someone would have scolded them. These young people looked excited, as if they were doing something great.

They followed Hu'en and kept following him, watching him reach Seventh Street and walk to the deli with him.

"Dufo, is our mission just to stare at him?" asked a friend.

Dufo is a relatively famous young man among his fellow villagers in the hometown association. He once went to jail and juvenile prison for one year, on the grounds of injury. He stabbed a drunk man who tried to infringe on his sister with a pair of scissors, and almost stabbed the drunk man to death. If it weren't for the reason that the incident had happened, Mr. Dele sent a lawyer to help Dufo, he might not have been able to come out in one year, let alone a year, and he might not have been able to come out in eleven years.

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

Therefore, Dufo is very famous among these friends, and everyone follows his leader.

He nodded at this moment, "The president ordered me to stare at him. If he came to see Morris, we would go back, and if he went out of the city, we would catch him back."

When he spoke, he saw that Hu En had already walked out of the deli restaurant. It took less than five minutes to go, and the speed was probably a little fast. Dufo immediately stood up straight and tilted his head to the friends around him, saying, "It's not right. You guys should keep an eye on him, I'll see if Morris is here." The friends don't know what Dufo can do to prove whether Morris is here, but they have an inexplicable trust in Dufo. They immediately patted their chests and promised that they must keep a close eye on Hu En.

After the arrangement was made, Dufo walked a few steps along the sidewalk, opened the mailbox at the door of a house on the side of the road, then pulled out an envelope and held it in his hand, ran towards the deli.

He ran to the deli restaurant and looked at the layout of the room. There was a door behind a row of counters for selling bacon and ham. There was only one door in the whole room. He lowered some of the baseball caps and walked inside.

At this time, someone stopped him, "Boy, don't go in a mess!"

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

The deli staff who stopped him was about to reach out to grab him, Dufo hid back and avoided his hand, "That's not OK, the gentleman who asked me to deliver the letter said that he must hand it to Mr. Morris's hand and would give me ten more money!"

If Dufo only said the first half, then the clerk would definitely say I'll hand it over. But when he said there was still a ten-month reward, the clerk took back his hand and made way. "When entering the door, turn left, the last room is, don't steal things, don't run around!"

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

After entering the door, he looked left and right. There was a cold storage on the right, and a corridor about ten meters on the left. There was a door on both sides of the corridor, and there was also a door at the end of the corridor. He ran all the way to the innermost part of the left, knocked on the innermost part of the door, and heard a sound of "come in". He pushed open the door and poked out his head. The room was not big, there was a large table, a group of dilapidated sofas and a coffee table.

There were a lot of change and coins on the coffee table, and three guys who were obviously not good at all were counting money. Behind the big table was a guy in a white suit and pink shirt, with greasy and pink face, and his feet were raised on the table.

He looked up at the Buddha, raised his eyebrows, "What's the matter?"

Dufo raised the envelope in his hand and shook it, "Someone asked me to come here to deliver a letter to a gentleman named Morris. Is Mr. Morris there?"

The guy with greasy head and pink face retracted his feet, looked at Dufo with some confusion, and showed his identity, "I am Morris, who asked you to give it?"

Dufo put the envelope on the table, "I don't know, sir, he said you will give me tens of money."

Morris paused his hand, who was about to get the envelope, then took two coins from the table and threw them at Dufo. Dufo took the coins and said with a smile, "Sir, you are so generous," and turned around and left the room.

Morris looked at the slowly closed door with some confusion, and then focused on the envelope. The envelope was placed on the other hand, and he could not see the sender and the recipient. He didn't care. He directly cut the envelope with a paper cutter and took out the letter and looked at it.
Chapter completed!