Lao Tzu is a toad

Chapter 243 Retribution
Zhou Xiaoman talked about everything she knew on the phone. After her father left the school podium, he went into business. At the beginning, he was doing foreign trade with a graduate student, doing business with the Russian side. When he was caught fishing, the first few times the money of around [-] to [-] yuan was called on time, but the last time there was no news of [-] yuan. Zhou Lizi hurried to the big market in Cherkizovo, Moscow, Russia, but there was no such store at all. The company didn't even have a booth. Zhou Zizi invested all his savings in the small business and immediately broke the capital chain and went bankrupt. It wasn't until five or six years later that the student who was good at fighting righteous cards was imprisoned for something. The kid who was only four or five years old set him up for a big trick. His salary as a teacher, the remuneration for publishing countless articles, and the savings he had accumulated in his younger life were squandered by someone he trusted.

After that, Zhou Zizi began to write financial column reports, took on a lot of jobs, and traveled all over the country all year round, because Zhou Zizi paid attention to strength inspections, and met a widow who was doing business in Jiangling during the period, and the two met. It was because she cared and took care of Zhou Xiaoman that Cripple Zhou got his certificate for the second time without any worries.Zhou Xiaoman talked on the phone for half an hour, all of which were trivial. As a freelance writer, she had no idea what achievements and works her father had produced over the years, and she inadvertently mentioned a small piece of information, which was caught by Zhao Xiaoman. Jia Di firmly grasped: Zhou Xiaoman’s birthday, Zhou Laizi said that he would start to prepare a large dowry for her, which would be enough to buy a house in each of Yanjing, Modu, Hangzhou and Hainan. Completion of merit and virtue.

Zhao Jiadi had a ballpoint pen in his mouth, a Nokia in his right hand, and a piece of paper in his left hand, on which he wrote a lot of points and keys that he thought were what Zhou Xiaoman said. A pseudonym, the numbers of two phone cards, an Agricultural Bank of China diamond card in Zhou Xiaoman's hand that he didn't know the password, and so on.Zhao Jiadi wanted to send all of these to Aunt Cai, fragmented and cumbersome, requiring Aunt Cai to screen, analyze and reason as hard as a spy member, and the foundation of everything was based on Aunt Cai's wide enough relationship network and contacts Strong enough.

Entering the urban area, Zhao Jiadi received a call from Aunt Cai, but the news was not good. She said, "The two numbers you gave, Zhou Hongliang has only two contacts in recent years, his daughter Zhou Xiaoman, and his wife's consultant." There was 840 million in the Agricultural Bank of China card, except for the 5 million deposits on May 12 of the previous year, and then six sums of money, at least 500 at one time, and at most 16 million at one time, and there was no withdrawal record. He The pseudonym in several newspapers and magazines such as "Securities News" and "Sanlian Weekly" has been idle for a long time. My people are helping you find out if there are any friends you have contacted in private. However, the "Economic Herald" said that this columnist is a loner , very out of gregarious, several invitations for interviews or some industry conferences were directly rejected, and it was also mentioned that there was a courtesy gift event at the beginning, newspapers and periodicals wanted to send wallets to columnists, and they needed addresses. Zhou Hongliang also refused, which was a bit awkward. It is close to humanity. Judging from this, the other companies cannot provide useful information. This Zhou Hongliang is too cautious. According to my experience, he has used the pen of the uncrowned king to make some shady money in the past few years. This is in It’s not that there is no lesson from the past in the industry. If you are lucky, you can earn a lot of money and retire with peace of mind. You will almost be complained, or warned by the underground forces hired, anti-blackmail, and almost disappear from the world. Don’t talk about this, I am now Check Zhou Hongliang's hotel accommodation information in Shanghai, in fact, if he has a car, it will be much more convenient and smooth."

Zhao Jiadi put away the pen and paper, took a puff of cigarette, and said with a wry smile, "Aunt Cai, thank you. Without your presence, I would have hit the wall."

Aunt Cai smiled flatly and said, "Just thank you for taking care of the sick little Guo'er last time."

"Actually, when I saw Guo'er, she was fine. She went to the hospital by herself, paid for the injections and medicines, and she did it all by herself." Zhao Jiadi said honestly, his hand was recording Zhou Xiaoman started to tremble when he spoke the information, but on the phone, he comforted the girl with the utmost calmness. He got in the car and urged Han Daode to speed up no less than ten times. , At night on the Shanghai-Hangzhou Expressway, there are many large trucks at a slow speed, which is a test of patience.It wasn't until Cai Yanzhi got the call that he gradually calmed down and told himself that he must be calm in every major event. This calligraphy was hung in the study of Shangque's house. It is said that it was given to Sparrow's father by Kuhuang Guoshi.

"I don't care about these." Aunt Cai shook her head.

"Aunt Cai, go as soon as you have something to do, just give me a message." Zhao Jiadi checked his watch, it was already past two o'clock in the morning.

"You can hold your breath." Cai Yanzhi laughed softly.

"It's a fake." Zhao Jiadi squeezed out a smile, but unfortunately Queen Aunt Cai couldn't see it.

"There is news. Someone will call you right away. You can contact me. I will arrange a few people for you. In this way, no one owes anyone any favors." Aunt Cai hung up the phone.

Soon, a call came, and Zhao Jiadi quickly answered it. Unexpectedly, it was a soft and waxy voice, which was not at all expected to be decisive or gloomy. The indisputable voice on the phone gave a meeting address , and then they led the way. It was a Hummer h1 with fake license plates. It was discontinued in 06. I don’t know how Han Daode could tell that the license plate was fake. H1 led the way, followed by Bentley , Wei Feng's a6 and Tian Tulan's modern one are separated by a certain distance, Zhao Jiadi specially called Wei Feng, don't kill people unless it is absolutely necessary, there are outsiders, we can neither kill them together, nor expect them With a serious tone, Wei Feng made it clear.

An unfinished factory building near Zhangjiang Overpass, Maglev Metro Line [-] in Pudong New Area.

Zhou Laizi and Zhou Hongliang were tied to the pillars. In the empty factory building, there was a large painted table. Four people played Doudizhu together at the table. They were of different shapes, tall, short, fat and thin, eating braised chicken legs and eating instant noodles. , quite enjoy it.The remaining three who did not play cards were more like professional bastards, tall and strong, one stood beside Zhou Hongliang with a serious expression, and the other two stood guard at the door.On the table was a pile of chicken gizzards, duck intestines and duck necks in addition to the lo mei, which were very spicy. Fortunately, there was a case of beer under the table. A thin monkey glanced at Zhou Hongliang and said angrily: "This lame man is a bit stubborn. He has been beaten for two days. He didn't even open his mouth, if it wasn't for the request from the superiors not to move his wife and daughter, it would be so difficult, and it would be difficult to bring the police in. Brother Gu, is he really your stepdad? You are the most ruthless striker."

A young man wearing gold rimless glasses took out a pack of tissues, took out one and wiped his mouth. A few people on the table just wanted to get the tissues, but the young man quickly put them back in his pocket. He left the table, walked up to Cripple Zhou and squatted down. , lit a cigarette, squinted his eyes, and looked hideous.

Zhou Lizi's nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and his whole body was covered with blood, especially the leg that had been crippled all his life, which was particularly appalling and scarred.Holding up his eyelids with difficulty, Zhou Lizi, whose lips were blue and white without dripping water for two days, was weak, but still smiled, "Xiaohe, would you like a cigarette?"

"Damn cripple, you only got married for my mother's money back then, and you have developed a little bit in the past two years, and you only have that little maidservant Zhou Xiaoman in your eyes. Don't blame it, you asked for it yourself. It's unlucky for you. Put your mind on those two big Bodhisattvas. It just so happens that Huang from the Demon City is always one of his confidantes. The two big masters get together to chat, and with a little effort, they will easily kill you. Lame Zhou, lame Zhou, why are you here? Give all the money to a son with ideals and aspirations like me, okay? You and my mother can take care of the rest of the world, and I will take care of Xiaoman. Let me be her brother, don't you, lame father?" The young man said the last sentence, and hit Zhou Hongliang's lame leg with a brick.

Zhou Hongliang was expressionless, and said hoarsely: "Except for borrowing money from me, you won't be willing to give up a cigarette. You child, you were afraid of suffering and hunger when you were young, and your psychology is a bit deformed. You have to save every penny. You Think about it, for so many years, besides being Grandet and taking advantage of others, what else have you done? I heard from your circle of friends that you are not even willing to spend money to open a room with a girl and buy a condom. Yes. Little Crane, you can’t be like this as a human being, who cares about small things, always suffers big losses, or misses big opportunities.”

"Zhou Hongliang, don't talk nonsense with me. The reason is all fucking bullshit. Say, where are you hiding the more than 1000 million you earned in these years! Otherwise, don't blame me for not being in the mood to continue wasting saliva with you. You spit it out, and I will tell you The boss has agreed, I will take 500 million, and the remaining 500 million will be treated as an outlet for those who are not in the same industry." The young man, Gu He, with a more handsome face, became more and more determined.

"You are not Lao Tzu, I am your Lao Tzu." Cripple Zhou smiled.

After getting into the third empty taxi in Shanghai, he saw that the driver didn't immediately press the sign and realized something was wrong. After chatting for a while, he was about to jump out of the car. A well-prepared man came up and was stunned with an electric baton.All of this was carefully planned, and he accepted his fate. Those rich people who made black-hearted money with no conscience actually didn't care about the tens of thousands he ripped off. I'm upset that someone dares to break ground on Tai Sui's head, in line with the old saying that one can walk by the river without getting wet shoes, the current world report is here, Zhou Hongliang is very calm, that little money can at least let the two guys of SJZ and NMG this time It will kill him so that he will not continue to make a big fuss and harm the guy. This is his bottom line for playing with fire these years.It's just that he didn't expect that his second wife's son, Gu He, was also an accomplice. This is really ridiculous. What he thinks most now is to hope that his daughter Xiaoman can live a happy and stable life. This lame boy who is willing to kneel down can really protect Xiaoman.

"Little Crane, there is a god three feet above my head. Today is my retribution, and I deserve it, but aren't you afraid that tomorrow will be your retribution?" Cripple Zhou calmly looked into the young man's eyes.

"Retribution? Wait until I get on Zhou Xiaoman!" Gu He laughed wildly.

(End of this chapter)