Chapter 86 There is actually someone behind the scenes - "The system sends editors, from delivery clerk to 007 agent"
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Before the food was served, my phone buzzed.
Gu Chengan lowered his head and glanced at the notification from Tianzhu APP that the information collection was completed.
He didn't switch to smart glasses to see.
The reason is simple.
Waste electricity.
The battery life of this pair of glasses is not long to begin with, but when I checked information on them, the battery dropped as if water was leaking.
Anyway, the effect of watching the memory video on the mobile phone is exactly the same. There is no need to waste productivity just to save the effort of holding the mobile phone.
Gu Chengan took out the Bluetooth headset from his pocket, connected it to his phone, and clicked on the Dzi Bead APP.
Start checking the information.
[Name: Wu Canfeng, male, 52 years old.】
[Nationality: Dongda.】
[ID number: 440304...7728.】
[Mobile phone number: 139...8888.】
[Current occupation: Chairman of Guangming Industrial Group/murderer/gangster/kidnapping/...]
In the current occupation column, a long list of titles is particularly eye-catching. This is the first time I have seen it.
The professional labels given by Tianzhu never talk nonsense. It will not label you an entrepreneur just because "entrepreneur" is printed on your business card. It only recognizes the facts.
Below the information card is a long list of memory videos.
Gu Chengan clicked on the first paragraph.
The time stamp shows it was twenty-three years ago.
There is a desolate construction site. At night, there are no lights. Only the headlights of the occasional passing vehicles on the distant road sweep over, illuminating the muddy ground with streaks of dim light.
Wu Canfeng stood beside a newly dug foundation pit, followed by two people.
There was a man lying in the pit, his hands and feet bound, a piece of cloth stuffed in his mouth, his eyes wide open, and he was twisting his body desperately.
Wu Canfeng knelt down and patted the man's face. His voice was not loud, and he was even very patient in his words: "Brother Zhang, it's not that I won't give you a chance. I've talked to you about that piece of land three times, and you insist on grabbing it from me! How can you grab it from me?"
The tied man whimpered, obviously begging for mercy.
Wu Canfeng stood up, turned around and waved to the person behind him.
The engine of the concrete mixer truck roared.
Gray-white cement slurry pours down from the discharge port and is slowly poured into the foundation pit.
In the picture, the tied man began to struggle violently, but his hands and feet were tied tightly and he could not move at all. The cement slurry flooded his legs, his waist, and his chest.
Finally, it flooded his face.
The roar of the mixer truck lasted for about three minutes.
The hole has been filled.
Wu Canfeng turned around, dusted off a little dust on his sleeves, and said to the person next to him: "Let the workers work normally tomorrow, and pour this section thicker."
The tone was like explaining an ordinary construction site management matter.
Gu Chengan's expression did not change, but the fingers holding the phone tightened a little.
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