Sweet 80s

Even in rural areas where you often visit, it is not necessary to visit such distant relatives.

Lin Sifang is right.

If a person has bad character, he or she still has to consider the interpersonal relationships even if they are from the same mother.

They were originally a relationship from his father's generation. In Lin Xiangdong's impression, there was only such a family.

It is not meaningful.

Lin Xiangdong nodded: "Okay, and don't tell my mom about Nan Nan's injury. She will only get anxious and angry if she finds out."

Finished smoking.

After Lin Sifang knocked off the last bit of ashes in the pipe, he wrapped the rope around the pipe a few times and put it back into his waist.

"Yes, there is no need for the couple to say everything..."

"Grandpa, Dad, it's time to eat~"

The conversation between the two was interrupted by the children's shouting.

Happy times are always fleeting.

Soon, Lin Xiangdong and his family will set out on their return journey at dusk.

As for Zhou Zheng, he temporarily got rid of the depression of going home to face Wu Aimin and naturally lived in his parents' home.

For some reason, ever since he woke up in the hotel today, he has been curious about what happened after he got drunk.

It was common for him to lose his memory after drinking, but he was still brooding over what happened last night.

And just like that, life returned to normal again.

But on Monday morning I received a call from the police station.

After rushing over, the police officer handling the case told Zhou Zheng the latest developments in the fraud case.

Huang Yuan had been conscious for two days and his physical condition had recovered well, so the police conducted a preliminary interrogation of him.

Perhaps it was because he had experienced a life-and-death ordeal, but Huang Yuan confessed all his problems without reservation.

While the police were investigating Wu Xiaoliang, Huang Yuan and others in connection with multiple cases, their gangs disbanded after receiving the news.

During this period.

Huang Yuan had almost spent all his money, so he had no choice but to think of some crooked ideas.

While the news had passed, he thought of the batch of color TVs he had obtained before, which were in the hands of his good friend Wu Xiaoliang.

But everyone is like a rat in a sewer, afraid of the light.

Dozens of color TVs cannot be sold for the time being.

So they thought of stealing the TV and selling it at a low price to make a profit...

"According to Huang Yuan's confession, he planned to leave Nanhe after committing fraud, and deliberately mentioned that he was short of money for the smuggled imported car business a few months ago. Unexpectedly, Wu Xiaoliang did not suspect anything and even took the initiative to ask for continued cooperation..."

"A true grandson..."

Zhou Zheng cursed and continued to listen carefully to the other party's brief account of the investigation.

"Huang Yuan quickly sold out all the color TVs at a profit 30% lower than the market price. In order to defraud more money, he gave a portion to Wu Xiaoliang to gain more trust, and used different methods to defraud several other people one after another..."

The police officer paused to give Zhou Zheng some time to calm down so that his subsequent words would not irritate the other party.

"Ahem...After he got the money, he started going to high-end places, treating people to meals, and other high-spending activities..."

In Zhou Zheng's impression.

Eating and drinking naturally doesn’t cost much.

He asked anxiously: "How much money is left? Can I get all my money back?"

After a few days of getting along, Zhou Zheng often went to the police station.

After getting to know each other, the police also regarded Zhou Zheng as a friend.

He hesitated and couldn't bring himself to say the next words.

Seeing the other party's dilemma, Zhou Zheng felt disappointed.

But he still didn't give up and continued to ask.

"Will he buy a house or save the money? Or, will he transfer his assets?"

The policeman shook his head and helplessly denied Zhou Zheng’s last guess and hope.

"After investigation and Huang Yuan's own confession, it was found that he did not buy or sell any large-scale transactions such as land or houses. The money was just squandered on eating, drinking and having fun, and he no longer has any property under his name that can be executed..."

I said a lot of things in a disjointed manner, but in fact, three words can summarize the whole thing.

All the money Zhou Zheng had worked so hard to save was gone without a single sound.

Zhou Zheng no longer had the heart to listen to what the police officer said.

He walked out of the police station in a daze.

The whole person seemed like his soul had been sucked out and he was like a walking corpse.

After returning to the transportation company, Lin Xiangdong immediately noticed something was wrong and hurried forward to inquire.

"What's going on? Is it the money... or are you going to return it?"

Zhou Zheng did not answer. He just stared at the other person with an expressionless face without saying a word.

Lin Xiangdong didn't want to bring it up again, but like Zhou Zheng at the beginning, he was curious about where the money went. After all, it was not a small amount of money.

Zhou Zheng really didn't want to talk at this moment, so he simply flipped from the driver's seat to the back of the truck.

He lay flat on his back with his arms and legs spread out, closed his eyes and thought about nothing, trying his best to calm himself down as he was on the verge of a breakdown.

Lin Xiangdong realized that this incident was undoubtedly a huge blow to Zhou Zheng.

He was worried that the other party would be unable to get over the problem, so he sat in the truck and quietly accompanied Zhou Zheng.

I do not know how long it has been.

Niu Aifeng, the eldest sister from the dispatch center, stuck her neck out of the office window.

He happened to see the two people in the truck and asked with a smile.

"Hey, what are you two doing?"

Lin Xiangdong responded: "Sunbathing."

"Oh my god, you are really young and don't mind the heat. Zhou'er, I have a job for you. Leave at 8 o'clock in the evening."

Lin Xiangdong turned his head and glanced at Zhou Zheng, but the other party still did not react.

Niu Aifeng upstairs saw him lying there motionless and then yelled.

"Did you hear that?"

Lin Xiangdong waved his hand to indicate that he understood.

Then he said nothing, jumped off the truck bed and asked the dispatcher to run this trip for Zhou Zheng.

"Duzhong, you two can discuss it. Just remember to change shifts."

Niu Aifeng finished speaking and tilted her head downstairs: "What's wrong with him?"

Lin Xiangdong smiled casually and said, "It's okay, the couple just had a quarrel."

"Hey, I don't care about it. Quarrels are nothing. After a long time, fighting is not a big deal. I scratched my old man's face a few days ago, which made him talk bad..."

Several people in the dispatch center were attracted by the new topic and burst into continuous sharp laughter.

Lin Xiangdong didn't like being in a noisy environment, so he quickly escaped.

When he returned to the car, Zhou Zheng still looked half dead.

Although Lin Xiangdong looked down on him, he couldn't bear to criticize him any more, so he just briefly explained the situation.

"If you're like this, you won't be able to go out to work at night, and it will be hard for you to even get home. Luckily, you live with your parents, so I'll take this trip for you."

Lin Xiangdong thought that since he had already asked, he might as well try to persuade him. He had to try it to see if it would work.

"Don't be hard on yourself. As long as you are alive, you can make more money. There are ways to live with money and ways to live without money. In short, as long as you have the green mountains, you will never worry about having no firewood to burn."

After saying this, Lin Xiangdong saw that the other party remained unmoved.

The weather was so hot that it was scorching hot from above and roasting from below.

Beads of sweat streamed down his neck.

Even the beggars on the street would take the initiative to find a cool place to hide in such weather.

Just as Lin Xiangdong was about to turn around and get off the car, Zhou Zheng suddenly sat up.

I don’t know if it was because he was too exposed to the sun, but he took the initiative to get out of the car with Lin Xiangdong and went under a tree, and told him everything the police said word for word.

At first, Lin Xiangdong was also puzzled.

Even if one indulges in eating, drinking and having fun without restraint, it is impossible to squander tens of thousands of yuan in just a few days.

"I thought so too. The police said that Huang Yuan's grandson only went to expensive places. A plate of food cost more than a thousand yuan. More than a thousand yuan!"

Lin Xiangdong lost his composure when he heard this, and immediately retorted indignantly.

"Nonsense, what kind of dish costs more than a thousand? Is it worth eating gold?"

"They said it was some kind of shark fin... Oh, it's called braised shark fin, and they said it was made with top-quality shark fins. There were also all kinds of sea cucumbers, abalones, and other dishes I've never heard of..."

Lin Xiangdong's memory was suddenly pulled back to a certain point.

He pretended to be surprised, but his excitement subsided a little and he continued speaking carefully.

"Yes, is that so? We ordinary people have never heard of or seen this and don't understand it. Did the police say anything? Where did Huang Yuan eat such expensive food?"

"I told you, and I even checked all the spending records. They said it was a new five-star hotel that opened in the city center. What's its name... Oh, it's called Huajin Hotel."