Global Film Emperor

Chapter 308 "Finding You" 7
When Wang Jian arrived at the street the woman had described, he found it to be extremely dilapidated, located on the very edge of the city, practically a suburb. Wang Jian hesitated upon arrival, but feeling he had no real value, he still ventured into the alley for the sake of this precious information.

Strangely, there weren't many people on this road even during the day. Occasionally, someone would come out, and they were all women dressed in cheap but sexy clothes and wearing makeup. When they saw Wang Jian, they would look him up and down and ask him if he wanted to come in and sit down.

They're incredibly enthusiastic.

Wang Jian refused and asked the woman, who was engaged in some kind of unethical profession, for the address given on the phone. He successfully arrived at the agreed-upon room and knocked on the door.

"Who?"

The woman's voice in the room was exactly the same as the one on the phone, and she sounded quite young.

"I am Wang Jian."

The door opened, and a young and beautiful woman dressed in sexy clothes, who probably had the same profession as the woman who had asked for directions earlier, opened the door and waved to Wang Jian.

"Come in and close the door."

The room was dilapidated, with small pink lights hanging on the walls, but they weren't lit up because it was daytime. Wang Jian's first impression was that it was shabby. Strangely, there were baby bottles and several bags of formula on the table, and the sound of a child crying could be heard from inside the room.

"Don't cry, don't cry, Mommy's here. Rongrong, don't cry, be good."

The woman came out carrying the child, sat on the sofa, and after calming the child down, she looked at Wang Jian and said calmly.

“My name is Du Xuemei. I was abducted along with your child. That’s when I met your son. He was very obedient and didn’t cry much.”

"Where is he?"

"I don't know the specifics, but when we were staying in the cellar in Dongyang, the family came to pick up the child themselves. They should be locals from Dongyang."

"Thank you, this is just a small token of my appreciation. Please use it to buy some formula for the baby."

Wang Jian took out a wad of cash from his bag. It wasn't much, only ten thousand yuan, but he had indeed done his best. However, the woman held the money back and pushed it back.

“I was also abducted before. After I gave birth, I was found, but my family rejected me, so I took my child with me. I know how that feels. I also hope your son can come home. You can go now. I'm going to breastfeed my baby.”

It seemed she was about to take off her clothes, so Wang Jian couldn't stay any longer. The money he left was thrown back by her, and in the end, he could only give her a little reminder before leaving.

"You're holding the baby wrong. Your left hand should be a little higher to support the bottom. Thank you, I'm leaving now."

As she left, she closed the door again. The woman took off her clothes to breastfeed her child, but she held her breath, exhaled with a trembling voice, wiped the tears that had run down her nose, sniffed, and stared at the ceiling. Her cheap eyeliner was smudged and muddy, making her look even more sorrowful.

"Boss, how much is a bowl of vegetarian noodles?"

"Eight pieces, anything else?"

"no thank you."

After finishing his meal and asking the owner, he pasted his son's photo on the glass at the shop entrance, thanked the owner repeatedly, and then rode away on the second-hand motorcycle he had bought for over a thousand yuan.

He resumed his search for his son, this time not on foot, but with two flags planted on either side of his motorcycle, each bearing a picture of his son.

But finding someone in such a city was equally difficult. He asked many people, but to no avail, until he asked a well-dressed man, who then said with a puzzled look that the child seemed to be his neighbor's child.

Upon learning this news, he rushed to the address the man had given him. As soon as he arrived, he froze, tears streaming uncontrollably from his eyes.

Shuangxi squatted on the ground, playing something with the other children. He was no longer as poor as when he lived with Wang Jian; instead, he was dressed very fashionably and had a bright smile on his face.

Double happiness.

The child didn't look at him.

"Double happiness!"

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In the end, Wang Jian couldn't control his emotions, went forward and hugged Shuangxi, touched his face and kept asking him questions.

"Do you recognize your father? Shuangxi! Do you recognize me? I'm your father!"

"What are you doing! Put the child down! Help! Someone's trying to snatch my child!"

Upon hearing such words, everyone's instinct was probably to run away as quickly as possible. Wang Jian was no exception. He hoisted Shuangxi, who was crying and wanting to get off, onto his shoulder and ran at top speed to get into the car and escape from there.

Many people heard that someone was snatching a child, and cars on the street immediately drove against traffic towards Wang Jian, with dozens of people chasing after him.

He was still unfamiliar with the road conditions, and a police car happened to pass by, blocking him in the lane. Then, the child was snatched away, and Wang Jian was beaten.

"You fucking tried to steal a child! He's a human trafficker! Beat him to death!"

"Scum like you deserves to be beaten to death, not even if I kill you! Kill him!"

"He's my son! He really is my son! Shuangxi! I'm your father! Look at me! He really is my son! They stole my child!"

No one listened to his explanation; they just beat him mercilessly. Gradually, Wang Jian fell silent, only able to cover his head and be beaten on the ground like a shrimp, until the police dispersed them and took Wang Jian back to the police station to begin an investigation.

After taking a simple basic statement of "name, home address, and age," the middle-aged policeman looked at Wang Jian, who was squatting on the ground with a bruised and swollen face and his hands cuffed, with a look of disgust on his face.

After investigation, the police concluded that Wang Jian was indeed a parent of a missing child, and that the child named Guo Xianglong was indeed Shuangxi, who had been missing before. However, the matter was not as simple as a child being lost and found after several years; on the contrary, it was quite complicated.

"Is Guo Xianglong your son?"

“His name is Wang Shuangxi, and he is my son. How could he not be my son? He still has the mole on his neck and the scar on his knee. How could he not be my son?”

"I'll ask you one more time, is he your son?!"

"He is!"

"Wang Jian, you're still trying to argue with me! Say it again, you fucking! Your household registration says you're unmarried! Is this your own child?!"

Wang Jian suddenly became extremely stiff. He glanced at the policeman, then looked down at the floor tiles.

“I got married in the village, but we didn’t register the marriage. After Shuangxi’s mother gave birth to him, she ran away because she thought I was poor and disabled.”

Suddenly, the policeman kicked over the stool and pointed at Wang Jian with a furious expression.

"Say that again! Don't you want to see the DNA comparison between you and Guo Xianglong? You're really something! In Henan! In Sichuan Province! You're still a role model for finding your family! You've fooled hundreds of millions of people in two provinces! And you're still trying to deny it! Look at the DNA test! Wang Jian and Guo Xianglong are not related! What else do you have to say!"

"What! How could that be! It must be wrong! Shuangxi is my son! He was born to my wife! Li Yufang! You've cheated on me!"

Seeing Wang Jian roar like this, the policeman suddenly didn't want to argue with him anymore. He showed a wait-and-see expression and took out another test report and placed it in front of Wang Jian.

"It's no use trying to deny it anymore. I regret to inform you that we have already made contact with Guo Xianglong, or rather, Zhang Yuefeng's biological parents. They are currently outside. Look at Wang Jian, what is this? The DNA test results for Zhang Yongxian and Zhang Yuefeng show a 97.6% probability of a parent-child relationship. Now, do you have anything else to say?"

Wang Jian finally slipped up, or rather, faced with irrefutable evidence, there was no point in him trying to deny it anymore. In the end, he could only reveal the secret he had kept hidden in his heart for many years.

"Double Happiness. I bought it."

"Wang Defa!!!"

This is probably what the audience was thinking. Unexpectedly, a shocking reversal occurred, completely overturning the image of this poor but good father, leaving a huge thud in people's hearts.

"Holy crap! We were fooled too? What the hell is this?! What kind of international joke is this?!"

"I can only say that Wang Jian's feelings for Shuangxi are genuine. Only the truest feelings can deceive others and also deceive oneself. It's really hard to judge Wang Jian."

Turning their heads to look at the audience, who were all gaping and looking bewildered, and seeing Lu Ze and the other main creators covering their mouths and chuckling, they knew this was the outcome.

Even Lu Nan, that girl, was so shocked that her mouth was agape, staring blankly at the screen, completely speechless, unable to understand how things had unfolded this way.

But no matter how surprised the audience is, it's no use; the movie has already come this far, so they might as well keep watching.

"What about his household registration? How did you register him?"

"I paid for it; I found someone at the family planning bureau."

Wang Jian wiped his eyes, tears welling up, and answered the police's questions with his head down. He said that if the police hadn't had surveillance cameras in the room, they would have already gone over and beaten him up.

Without any room for denial, Wang Jian confessed to buying a person. In short, Wang Jian was disabled and couldn't find a wife. He was afraid that if he bought a wife who was an adult, she might run away, so he bought a child and raised him. Shuangxi, or rather, Zhang Yuefeng, became the biggest victim of the past seven years.

There's nothing more to say, just detain him.

It's hard to imagine that Zhang Yuefeng's second father and third parents would end up in the same detention cell. The only difference between them is that the third parents are very rich. They bought the child purely because they couldn't have children, but there were problems with the adoption procedures. The elders in the family were also difficult, so they had no choice but to resort to crooked means.

Wang Jian longed to see Shuangxi again, but due to legal regulations, he couldn't. However, after all these years, Wang Jian had come to terms with it. As long as Shuangxi was alive and had grown up, that was enough. This was the thing a father who wasn't his father would most want to see.

Wang Jian glanced at the couple in the detention center and felt a deep hatred for them. If it weren't for them, Shuangxi might have been raised by him and would have only had him as her father for the rest of her life.

But after thinking it over, he realized he couldn't hate them because he was the same kind of person. In the end, he could only ask them one question.

Did you buy him new socks?

New socks? Of course I'll buy them!

Wang Jian smiled, leaning against the wall of the detention center. Sunlight streamed through the small window, illuminating his face and making his smile even brighter.

"That's good."

four months later
"Defendant Wang Jian is guilty of buying children and is sentenced to two years and six months in prison, deprived of political rights for ten years, and fined 5,000 yuan, to be executed immediately."

This is a real video recording, not Lu Ze's performance. He is not as tall and handsome as Lu Ze. This man is actually quite short and not particularly good-looking. He stands in the dock with his head down, accepting the judge's verdict, and is then taken away by the police.

The movie ended.
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I want to write about someone who's difficult to evaluate, and I'd like everyone to share their thoughts on Wang Jian.

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(End of this chapter)