Starting out as a drug dealer in 1988

On the phone, Zhao Wenhao and Yan Bin agreed on a time and then hung up.

After Zhao Wenhao made arrangements for the company's affairs, he rode his newly bought Zuanbao motorcycle to pick people up.

Soon after meeting Yan Bin, the two set off for Yangjia Village.

On the way, I stopped and bought some wreaths, gold ingots and other things to take with me.

It was not until after three in the afternoon that the two finally arrived at their destination.

But when they arrived outside Yang Yue's house, everything seemed so deserted, and it didn't look like a funeral at all.

"What's going on? Did you go the wrong way?" Yan Bin was a little confused because it was his first time to visit Yang Yue's house.

But Zhao Wenhao had been here twice, so of course he knew he couldn't have gone wrong.

"Let's go and take a look inside." Zhao Wenhao parked the motorcycle aside and pulled Yan Bin into the yard.

As soon as I walked into the yard, I heard bursts of crying coming from inside.

There were children's voices, women's voices, and some people seemed to be arguing about something.

The two looked at each other and then rushed in quickly.

There was a pitch-black coffin placed in the middle of the main room, and Yang Yue's mother Qian Hui was holding the coffin and crying loudly.

As for Yang Yue's younger brother Yang Xin, he was pulling his mother's sleeve, and his eyes were also red and swollen.

On the other side, Yang Yue's face was pale and he was arguing fiercely with several people.

"You are our relatives after all. How can you be so impatient to come to our house to collect debts today!" Yang Yue looked at the group of so-called relatives in front of him with wide eyes, his heart full of anger and disappointment.

A middle-aged woman earnestly explained, "Yueyue, don't misunderstand. We're not here to collect a debt today. We just wanted to say hello and tell you something. Why are you so angry?"

"Yes, Yueyue. I am your third aunt after all. When your father was in urgent need of rescue a few days ago, we lent you money without hesitation. Now we are just here to inform you, how can you treat us so rudely?" Another woman echoed, with a hint of dissatisfaction on her face.

"Yueyue, you should be a conscientious person." Another person spoke up.

"My father's body is still warm, and you are so aggressive. Do you really have to force me into a desperate situation?

When I borrowed money from you, I made it clear that I would definitely pay you back this year and at the highest interest rate.

But it's only been a few days, and you're already so impatient?" Yueyue's voice was filled with tears. She felt as if she had been abandoned by the world, lonely and helpless.

The woman known as Third Aunt sighed and shook her head helplessly. "Child, why can't you understand our difficulties?"

"Third Aunt, let me ask you again, was it that Liu who ordered you to do this? What kind of benefits did he give you that would make you betray your family and treat your niece like this?"

Yang Yue stared at Third Aunt's eyes, trying to find the answer from her eyes.

"I, I, what does this have to do with Liu Hua? I don't know him, so don't talk nonsense."

"You still say you don't know him? I didn't even mention Liu Hua's name, so how do you know I'm talking about Liu Hua? I'm making this clear today. Even if I die next to my dad, I won't agree to his request."

Zhao Wenhao stood at the door of the house with a frown on his face. He didn't know what had happened in the past few months.

Logically speaking, I lent Yang Yue several thousand yuan during the Chinese New Year and asked her to pay off all the debts owed to her relatives first.

Later, he even supported her in doing clothing business.

Yang Yue should not be short of money at this moment, so why did someone come to collect debts today?

Not only that, how is this matter related to Liu Hua?

Zhao Wenhao was completely bewildered, and Yan Bin beside him was even more confused. He nudged Zhao Wenhao's arm and gestured to him, as if asking, what should we do next?

At this moment, Yang Xin happened to look up and saw the two people standing at the door, and shouted: "Brother Wenhao!"

Everyone was startled and turned to look.

Especially Yang Yue, the moment she saw Zhao Wenhao, for some reason, tears could not stop flowing down her face, which made Zhao Wenhao's chest ache.

He stepped forward quickly and suddenly stood in front of Yang Yue, protecting Yang Yue from the attacks of others.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here." Zhao Wenhao stared at the people in front of him with sharp eyes, and only became unusually gentle when he turned around and looked at Yang Yue.

Yang Yue, who had always maintained her strength, finally gave up. She cried again, as if trying to pour out all the grievances she had felt recently.

"Who are you? This is our Yang family's business, you don't need to get involved."

The third aunt Ma Dafang was very unhappy and her finger was almost pointing in front of Zhao Wenhao.

Zhao Wenhao raised his right hand and knocked off the man's arm. "No matter who I am, you have to show some respect to me. You want money, right? How much? Just tell me the amount and I'll give it to you."

After saying that, Zhao Wenhao took out a stack of cash from his bag and stuffed it into Yang Yue's hand.

He had no idea that Yang Yue owed money, but the stack of cash in his hand must be at least three thousand yuan, which should be enough to deal with the people present.

As for other matters, we could plan for them later. After all, the deceased was the most important person. The most important thing right now was to get rid of this group of people as soon as possible and properly handle the funeral arrangements. The remaining issues could be resolved later.

Looking at the stack of banknotes tightly held in his hand, Yang Yue felt very embarrassed and awkward.

In fact, if she had a choice, she really didn't want to accept the money from Zhao Wenhao.

Deep down, she really liked Zhao Wenhao. However, it was precisely because of this growing affection that it became increasingly difficult for her to accept Zhao Wenhao's financial assistance.

Forget about the help she had received in the past. At that time, she just regarded Zhao Wenhao as a warm and kind classmate and good friend.

But after spending a long time together, the affection that had been secretly growing in her heart had already come out.

Because of this, if she continues to accept Zhao Wenhao's financial support, she will always feel inferior and feel as if she is inferior to others.

As for the relationship between the two, there is no way to talk about it.

So this is why when she learned that her father was seriously ill and dying, she would rather borrow money from relatives than ask Zhao Wenhao for help.

She didn't want to owe too much, because if she did, this relationship would be covered in dust.

Perhaps guessing Yang Yue's thoughts, Zhao Wenhao said in an imperative tone, "First, take care of the current situation. We can deal with other things later."

He didn't know how much the Yang family owed, so he could only let Yang Yue handle it.

If that's not enough, just go to the credit union in town.

Seeing Yang Yue still hesitating, Yan Bin, who was standing beside him, quickly advised: "Yang Yue, listen to the mouse. Your father is still lying over there, don't make the old man uneasy."