Chapter 345: Ancient Building in Yinshan · Psychological Warfare (2)

I went back to Agui ’s house. Wang Meng was soaked and was draining the water from my clothes. I also took off my clothes and stopped being polite. I went to Agui and took out his wine for a few sips to get wet , And then think about what to do.
To tell the truth, I never thought of this kind of situation, it was completely unexpected. This reminds me of a concept that my tutor said before, called "Go First Into First Form". This is a concept in logistics, which was later applied to many industries, that is to say, all conditions must be completely reconsidered at any link, there can be no "take it for granted", logistics is particularly considered, including weather, religion, custom strike cycle All details are fully considered at any port to ensure smoothness.
I was preconceived about the weather here. I do n’t know how terrible the rainy season is in Guangxi, so I did n’t take climate factors into account.
Things have become very tricky now. Listening to what they say, when the rain stops is completely unpredictable, and even if it stops, it is still very dangerous in the mountains for a long time, so the shortest time to enter the mountain is one week, the longest may be More than a month.
I can't expect God to open my eyes, it is the most correct way to enter the mountain.
But now I'm going to find Daddy Panma for help. I'm really not sure. I told him that I wouldn't go to him again, but now I ask for help. It's not like I gave him the impression that the power behind him is very big. In line with it, I will help you in a moment. It's good if he doesn't beat me after the help, let alone help me.
Thinking about it, I told myself not to back down. Since finding the horse is the only way, it can only be on the scalp. I must find a very clever way to let him hook.
Panma is an old fox. With the wisdom unique to their generation, how to lead him into the game is really troublesome. It's not a good idea to think about it, this thing is really difficult for his mother! I suddenly appeared and begged him to take me into the mountain, which was not persuasive in itself. If I do n’t even have the ability to enter the mountain, I do n’t even threaten his capital.
First of all, what I can make clear is that my attitude cannot be asking for, threatening, or persecuting, rather let him think that I am a strong villain who is backfired. If he wants to achieve his goal by any means, he will not let him see that I am Empty shelf.
Secondly, I had to shift my attention. No matter what reason was found to let him take me into the mountain, entering the mountain was to enter the mountain. Finding him with this reason means that I do not have this ability. Powerful bad guys can be incapable in other places, but not incapable of going into the mountains. I have to hide my real purpose and make him think that I need him to do other things. Going into the mountains is just a job that must be done in this matter.
First, if persecution. Second, I cannot express my incompetence. What will this matter look like?
Save Agui and the cloud?
Impossible. So kind. Since I am a ruthless and unscrupulous person, this kind quality cannot appear on my body. Moreover, Panma itself has a natural evil nature. Once I show goodness, he can immediately overwhelm me and in turn threaten, I can not show the weakness of human nature.
Said to let him go over there, to recognize something in person?
Seemed to be a little far-fetched, without convincing him to make a trip. And so doing, I don't know what kind of tone should be used to install. In addition, even if he agreed, it would be unavoidable to see me alone with him. In my eyes, my skill must be more and more stubborn, maybe he will be rescued by him in case of danger.
I thought that my head would be bigger later, and I feel that this is not the same as the cliché. Stereotypes are like business negotiations. You just have to mix them up during the negotiation, but after this matter is over, I have to go with him. I have to pretend to be in such bad conditions all the way.
I rubbed my temple and tried to pour out all the bad water. Damn it! To change the way of thinking, if you can't do it by pretending, can you do something cruel?
Kidnapping? I jumped in my head: stunned him and put it on the donkey cart?
Remembered Pan Ma's skill, then looked at Wang Meng and himself, and immediately gave up. I rely on! Kidnapping? Maybe he was hacked to death on the spot.
Can't kidnap, so go directly to the big money, be hard, take out two or three hundred thousand and smash him?
Thinking of the Panma family's difficulty, coupled with his son's attitude, I had a script in my head: I said that I want that kind of iron block. It will take me a few days, how much is it, let him go fishing, fishing up I will give ten thousand for one piece, so that maybe they may go into the mountain for money.
I found this to be a bit reliable. I started to take things out of my body. Two or three hundred thousand is not a big number, but I ca n’t carry so much with me. I just sorted out all the cash and debris on my body. Cary still has money, but he has to go to the town to get it.
Evaluated, I feel probably enough, just wanted Wang Meng to start, and my head flashed again.
Wrong! This is not a panacea! Although it is estimated that Panma will probably agree, it is not 100% sure, in case he refuses?
Once he refused, I would never have a second chance.
Grandpa said that doing things can fail, but it cannot fail without a second chance.
"A solution may not have a 50% success rate, or even only a 10% success rate, but there must be room for it, so in fact there are countless subsequent 100%."
I fell again, scratching my head and looking at my credit cards. I said it was really hard for him. Grandpa only said that there is room for doing things. I also want to stay, but how to stay.
I was a little anxious. I stood up, thought of the heavy rain outside, and discarded all the waste ideas in my mind, so I packed up my cards and sorted out the debris. I touched a bag of stuff at once, the piece of iron found under the bed of a stuffy oil bottle.
The original fat man asked me to take it back to the city first, and find a place to save it, which I forgot. I picked up the iron block, untied the newspaper outside, and looked at it. Suddenly, the light flashed, and I remembered another sentence my grandfather said: "Fight against others, attack it short."
Fight against others and directly attack the weakest part of the other party.
What is the weakest point of Panma? When I thought about it, I saw the iron block in my hand, and I had a comprehensive strategy in my head.
After a closer look, I found it perfectly seamless. I couldn't help but goosebumps. These thoughts made me feel a little scared. I have never been so deliberate about it. After experiencing these things, I found that I have changed, and I can naturally and calmly consider such a deep conspiracy. But when I think of the situation of fat people and stuffy oil bottles, I can't worry too much.
Without further ado, I immediately began to prepare. I first asked Wang Meng to find an incense burner filled with hot charcoal, and then wrapped the iron block and the incense burner together.
Panma said that this kind of iron block will give off a taste, but as time goes on, the taste will become weaker and weaker. I know that something in it must be volatilized. According to the general rule, once heated, this kind of light The volatilization will increase again.
Unexpectedly, slowly, the iron nuggets began to emit a strange smell, becoming more and more intense.
This is the first time I smell this smell. It really feels very strange and beyond description. It must be described as a chemical smell. Mixed with the smell of hot iron. If Pan Ma smelled this smell, he really could not recognize what it was.
I loosely wrapped my things in a towel and put it in my backpack. Then I practiced a mysterious and magical expression in front of the mirror. Then I held an umbrella and walked towards the Panma family.
Panma's expression when I saw me was hard to describe. I couldn't tell whether it was surprise, fear, or disgust.
But when I entered the room and sat down, the room began to permeate the odors on my body, and there was only terror on his face. Then he immediately collapsed.
I sat down calmly and looked at the trembling panama. The first sentence was: "They are back, I will pick you up."