Chapter 20
The phone on the desk rang. Zhong Yuemin lazily picked up the phone. It was the voice of secretary He Mei: "Manager Zhong, Mr. Takehara Masaki from Miura Co., Ltd. is calling. Do you want to answer it?"

Zhong Yuemin said simply: "Tell him, just say I'm not here."

"Manager Zhong... Is this not good? The installation project of the program-controlled switchboard has been accepted. According to the contract, we should pay the balance now. Mr. Masaki Takehara seems to be looking for you for this matter. If you don't answer the phone Is it appropriate?"

"He Mei, you talk too much, this is not your business, please execute the order." Zhong Yuemin dropped the microphone and continued to read the documents.

He Mei walked in gently, sat on the sofa and looked at him quietly.

Zhong Yuemin raised his head: "He Mei, what's the matter?"

"It's okay, I just want to sit here."

Zhong Yuemin said coldly: "Please go back to your office and sit, your position is not here."

He Mei hesitated for a moment, stood up obediently and walked back to her office.

Zhong Yuemin now somewhat loathes He Mei because of Wu Yuan Masaki.He accidentally discovered that He Mei turned out to be the "internal traitor" who provided the company's internal information to Wu Yuan Masaki. This discovery made Zhong Yuemin very angry.There is a device on He Mei's desk to communicate with Zhong Yuemin's office. If there is a phone call for Zhong Yuemin, He Mei should answer it first.He Mei got dizzy for some reason that day. When she was talking with Wu Yuan Masaki, she didn't find that the communication device leading directly to the manager's room was on. This made Zhong Yuemin inadvertently learn about her deal with Wu Yuan Masaki.Zhong Yuemin was surprised to find that He Mei got a 5% rebate in the transaction of the telephone program-controlled machine.From this, Zhong Yuemin speculated that this woman used the contract to ask the other party for kickbacks not once or twice. Zhong Yuemin looked at the contract signed by him recently, and the total amount involved has reached 3 billion yuan. How much is the 5% rebate?He knows it well.Zhong Yuemin is not an idiot, it's not that he doesn't know the value of these contracts, in his position, it's really easy to get a kickback of several million yuan.The reason why he didn't take back the deductions was not because of his high consciousness, but because he had a careless attitude towards money. He was the kind of person who spent money when he had it, and tolerated it when he had no money.

When he was an officer in the army, he would treat his comrades to dinner when he received his salary. When he had no money, he would not blush when he ate other people's food.Once the trainer's wife borrowed 50 yuan from him, and the trainer returned the money to him a few days later. Zhong Yuemin used the 50 yuan to treat people to a few meals and then spent it all. The wife didn't talk to her husband, so she paid him another 50 yuan. Zhong Yuemin didn't even think about it, and spent the 50 yuan again.When the trainer learned that he had taken a double share of the money and asked him for it, he didn't show any embarrassment, but just stated that the money was spent, and we can talk about it next month if there is anything else, who asked you to give me double the money?Remember next time, otherwise I will still spend the 10 shares.All his comrades knew him, and no one thought he did it on purpose.Another reason why Zhong Yuemin didn't take the kickback was that he was introduced by Li Yuanchao, and he couldn't let his friend down.This is like when you are suffering from hunger and cold, a kind-hearted person invites you to your home to take care of your food and lodging. You can't take advantage of other people's inattentiveness and roll up their deposits.Money is a good thing, but it cannot be earned unprincipled. He plans to pave the way for Zhenro Group first, and earn it later when he starts his own company.

Zhong Yuemin overheard the conversation between He Mei and Takehara Masaki, the intimate tone and ambiguous language made him very angry.He is not a jealous man, besides, He Mei is not his wife, his relationship with He Mei is just a show, and no one needs to keep the other party's morals.The problem is not here. Zhong Yuemin dislikes women sleeping with men for a certain purpose. Sex is for both men and women to find happiness. It’s like playing a game. If you don’t like to play, you don’t have to participate. No one forces you. You get both pleasure and purpose, and it's not a fucking thing.Zhong Yuemin still remembers the scene when he went to bed with He Mei, that day he pretended to be romantic and paved the way for a whole night, and played petty bourgeoisie with music and red wine, and made a fuss for a long time. Qian, in her eyes you are a prostitute, as long as you meet her requirements, you don't need to spend a night playing petty bourgeois sex, you can do it in the office.

Zhong Yuemin thinks of these as disgusting as eating flies. It seems that the advice of friends is reasonable. There are not too many good women these days. If a beautiful woman smiles at you for no reason, you have to be careful. Behind that smile is a trap for you to fall into in a daze.The only thing Zhong Yuemin feels lucky is that when he was dealing with Wu Yuan Masaki, he did a good job of keeping secrets. Only himself and Li Yuanchao knew the inside story in the whole company. Otherwise, once He Mei passed on the information, Wu Yuan Masaki would never Hooked.

At some point, He Mei walked into his office again: "Yuemin..."

"Call Manager Zhong."

"Okay... Manager Zhong, I want to ask you a question, can I?"

"please say."

He Mei stared at him: "I think you seem to be a different person recently, and I don't know you anymore. If you are not so forgetful, you should remember that the relationship between you and me is not just a relationship between superiors and subordinates, right?"

Zhong Yuemin closed the folder: "He Mei, I admit that I once liked you, but that was a few months ago, and now I have changed my mind again, and I want to return this relationship to the previous state. Of course, I can take responsibility for what I have done before, and if you feel that you have suffered a disadvantage, you can make a request, or even offer a price, and I will consider it."

"Please explain clearly, what did I do to make you so heartless?" He Mei looked at him pitifully and asked.

Zhong Yuemin sighed: "He Mei, why don't you save some face? Why do you have to tear your face? I don't want to embarrass you, but you insist on forcing me to speak out and pretending to be innocent. I just don't want to I understand, how can a highly educated girl have two faces at the same time? May I ask Miss He, what benefits did Masaki Takehara give you?"

He Mei was shocked, as if struck by lightning, she lowered her head: "Yuemin, listen to my explanation..."

Zhong Yuemin made a pause gesture: "I know what you are going to say, you probably want to say that you love me, don't you? It's even more stupid to say that, you neither love me nor that Masaki Takehara, you just love money He Mei, I don't understand. Even if you want to earn money and get kickbacks, you don't have to put yourself on it. I used to think that I was an attractive man naively. Your behavior hurt my self-confidence. Big blow."

Zhong Yuemin's words were very harsh, and He Mei finally couldn't take it anymore, she stood up abruptly: "Zhong Yuemin, have you said enough? Since you have torn your face, let me tell you from the bottom of my heart, I look down on you guys These people, you are just a soldier. What skills do you have? Isn’t it because you are friends with Li Yuanchao? If you really rely on skills, you are not worthy of being a salesman in Zhenrong Group. I admit that I want to use your power. I'm poor and have no background. I want to study abroad. I need money, but I'm not a prostitute, and I don't want to sell myself to make money. I use my wisdom to make money. Whether it's you or that idiot named Takehara Masaki, I I never took you seriously, you are just two pieces on my chessboard, do you understand, Zhong Yuemin?"

Zhong Yuemin smiled and said: "He Mei, you finally spoke your mind. I can understand your behavior. Because of this, I didn't pursue your request for kickbacks. Well, I won't do this again in the future." That's it, you can go to work."

He Mei asked back, "You won't mention it anymore?"

"Of course, I forgive you, do you have anything else to say?"

Anger lit up on He Mei's face: "Then let me tell you, I didn't forgive you, I hate you, you insulted a woman, you will pay the price sooner or later." She turned her head and wanted to leave.

"Wait a minute," Zhong Yuemin said softly, "Maybe you need to change jobs, do you want me to help?"

"You can do whatever you want." He Mei slammed the door and left.

Zhong Yuemin lit a cigarette and fell into deep thought.

Zhong Yuemin parked his car in front of the small building in Qinling. He was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, holding a bouquet of red roses and rang the doorbell of Qinling.

Qin Ling, who was wearing a nightgown, opened the door, and when he saw Zhong Yuemin, he shouted happily: "Yuemin, why don't you call and tell me you're coming? Come in quickly."

Zhong Yuemin walked into the living room: "I want to give you a surprise, is this bouquet of flowers beautiful?"

Qin Ling looked at the bouquet excitedly: "It's beautiful, thank you." She helped Zhong Yuemin take off his suit, hung up his jacket, and then stretched her arms around Zhong Yuemin's neck, "Yuemin, are you lonely?"

"What are you talking about, as if I'm a prostitute."

Qin Ling said angrily: "What are you talking about? You are a prostitute, so what have I become?"

Zhong Yuemin joked, "You are La Traviata, Margaret."

Qin Ling's face changed suddenly, he threw Zhong Yuemin away and turned around.

Zhong Yuemin smiled apologetically and said, "Hey, it's urgent, I really don't know how to make fun of it. Okay, I'm wrong, but I apologize to you, please forgive me... still angry? Come on, just get what you want, you can't stop, you want to Shall I kneel down for you?"

"You kneel."

Zhong Yuemin made a gesture of kneeling: "I can kneel...you really want me to kneel?"

Qin Ling turned his anger into a smile: "Okay, I'll forgive you, if you talk nonsense in the future, I'll seal your mouth with tape."

Zhong Yuemin sat on the sofa, Qin Ling leaned his head on his shoulder.

Zhong Yuemin stroked Qin Ling's long hair: "Qin Ling, I want to get married."

Qin Ling was startled and straightened up: "With whom?"

"Who else can I marry? I have been looking for you for more than ten years. Tell me, who else can I marry?"

Qin Ling said in a panic: "Yuemin, this... this is a bit sudden, I wasn't mentally prepared."

Zhong Yuemin asked seriously: "You don't love me?"

"No, I love you, but Why are you in a hurry to get married? Isn't it good for us to do this?"

Zhong Yuemin looked into Qin Ling's eyes: "Qin Ling, I love you, I hope you can be my wife in a legitimate way, are you willing?"

Qin Ling closed his eyes, tears dripped down his cheeks.

Zhong Yuemin continued: "I have a lot of problems, and I have been slutty, but that is all in the past. I have thought about it carefully, if I decide to get married, I should officially bid farewell to the ridiculous lifestyle and be a responsible person. I can guarantee that I will be a good husband after marriage, and I hope you can accept my marriage proposal. "

Qin Ling kissed his face tenderly: "Yuemin, please give me some time to think about it, okay?"

"Yes, but I want to ask, do you have something on your mind? Can you tell me?"

"Don't ask, I will tell you everything when the time comes. Yuemin, go to the bathroom, I will wait for you in the bedroom."

"Manager Zhong, Mr. Takehara Masaki from Miura Co., Ltd. called you again. This is the sixth time. Would you answer?" Xiao Zhang, the secretary who was newly transferred to replace He Mei, asked.

"Oh, it's Du Weidong. This kid has probably become an ant on a hot pot recently, and he even wants to die." Zhong Yuemin smiled gloatingly and said, "Come in, I should talk to him."

"Yuemin, are you avoiding me?" Takehara Masaki was a little annoyed on the phone.

"Where is it? I was on a business trip recently and have not been in Beijing. By the way, how is your installation project? Well, I have to check the contract. It seems that it has expired, right? This is not good. It is written in the contract. Fine. Weidong, you really embarrass me, we are friends, and I am ashamed to pursue your breach of contract according to the contract."

Takehara Masaki said under pressure: "The project has already passed the inspection and acceptance, and the users have started to use it now, but your company did not pay me the 70% balance according to the terms stipulated in the contract. Excuse me, what does this mean?"

"Oh, is that so? The finance department is too disgraceful. You haven't paid yet? You hang up the phone first, I'll go to the finance department to ask, and you can call again later." Zhong Yuemin put down the phone, lit a cigarette, and proudly Smile up.

Twenty minutes later, Takehara Masaki called again impatiently: "Yuemin, did you ask, why didn't they pay?"

"I asked, and the finance department said that there was something wrong with our contract, and asked me to ask the technical department, and I ran to the technical department to ask. Minister Qin of the technical department was very angry. He thought your company was taking advantage of it. He has already reported to the board of directors the fraudulent behavior of the contract, and suggested suing your company. Weidong, you are not being righteous. We are friends after all, right? You can’t cheat anyone! I’m not a professional. I can't figure out the specific model of the telephone program-controlled machine. I always thought that the model you stated on the contract was the latest product this year, but how could you use the old model from the year before last to shoddy it? An engineer from the technical department said: I said, this type of product is already obsolete in Japan. Weidong, what do you think about this matter?"

Masaki Takehara pondered for a while, then suddenly smiled softly: "Yuemin, this is probably due to the negligence of our company's technicians, who made a mistake in the model, but even if it is the product of the year before last, it is very advanced if it is used in China. I remember correctly, many of your departments in China are still using manual switches, which is already a big step forward.”

Zhong Yuemin sneered and said: "Your company's negligence is really big. It is understandable that the model is wrong, but it is puzzling that the price is also wrong. In any case, a product that is about to be eliminated should not be sold at a first-class price. This reminds me of the idiot in my yard when I was a child. This idiot always took the shoes that others left on the window sill to his home. His parents told the neighbors, don’t be like him, he is an idiot. I was also naughty at that time , I always wanted to prove that this kid is really stupid, so I went to his windowsill and took a pair of shoes, but guess what? The fool didn't say a word, picked up the kitchen knife and chased me, he just chased me two kilometers away , until I threw those shoes away. Do you know how the Chinese comment on this kind of fool? This is called being stupid inside but not stupid outside."

"Yuemin, what do you mean? Don't speak so harshly, okay? No matter what, the contract is a contract. Even if there is a lawsuit, the court will take the contract as the standard. The product model is stated in the contract, and I will follow the contract. After the installation is completed, the acceptance report shows that the product model that passed the inspection is consistent with the product model specified in the contract. If your company has any objections, it can only mean that your company’s representative has a problem with his own understanding when signing the contract. It has nothing to do with Miura Corporation."

"Mr. Masaki Takehara, please take a closer look at the contract. The second paragraph above clearly states that what Party B, that is, the Zhenro Group, wants is the latest model of product, and is entrusted to Party A to purchase and install it. Why is it What about entrusting? Because you are not a manufacturer, but a trading company dealing in communication equipment, we cannot go to Japan to purchase, so we have to entrust you to purchase. You should purchase the most advanced equipment for users. This is your responsibility, in black and white, It’s clear. It’s like I don’t know medicine. One day I have diarrhea, please buy me medicine for diarrhea, but I can’t tell you the name of the medicine, so you buy me laxatives. Your reason is just I did not report the name of the drug. I think whether this lawsuit is filed in Japan or in China, I believe the judges should have clear thinking."

Masaki Takehara finally lost his temper: "Zhong Yuemin, I'll see you in court..."

"Don't be like this, Weidong, don't be too impulsive. It takes a long time to file a lawsuit. It may not be good for your company if it drags on like this. According to my guess, you may have borrowed money from the bank, and the term of the commercial loan will not be too long. And the interest rate is very high, you may go bankrupt before the lawsuit is over. Weidong, you have to think twice, you can't compare with me, Zhenrong Group is a national company, and I can afford a loss of hundreds of millions. Drinking a little wine, soaking in a little girl, not to mention that I only paid 30% of the contract price, what should I be afraid of if it really drags on for a year or two?"

Masaki Takehara on the phone fell silent. He was probably trying to settle accounts and weigh the pros and cons.

Zhong Yuemin continued to scold: "Weidong, you are too dishonest, and you don't mention it when you set up a trick for me in the contract. I can understand that these days, no matter if you are Japanese or Chinese, you are crazy to want to get rich. , who wouldn't want to seize the opportunity to make some money? But you shouldn't snatch my girlfriend. It's not easy for me to find a girlfriend. I was planning to marry He Mei, and I was going to buy furniture, but I let you in One shovel, I'm fucking chicken flying eggs..."

"I'm sorry, Yuemin, I did this a little dishonestly, and I apologize to you." Masaki Takehara said in a low voice.

"Forget it, my pain has passed, and I'm thinking about it. Isn't it just a woman? How many years have we known each other? Even if you have a big problem, I can't turn against you for a woman, can I? Besides, you Why Mei spent a lot of money, I was just a little panicked, originally there was a very innocent story between me and her, if there was a trouble, it would be "Romeo and Juliet", and in the end, your grandson is half way Fuck it, Romeo didn't take it, I became Othello, I really should have strangled that bitch Ho Mei..."

"Yuemin, let's discuss it again. We are friends. What kind of lawsuit is going to be filed? What I said just now was just angry words. Don't take it seriously. Now brother, I listen to you. What do you say about this contract? I listen to you That is, anyway, I know that you will not let me suffer too much."

"How about this, minus your purchase and installation costs, I'll give you 10% of the total cost of the profit, although earning a little less, but it's not in vain."

"But... just He Mei took 5% from me, which means that I only got 5% after working for half a day. I lost a lot of money on this business."

"Then you're still dating a girl. Can you be a prostitute without spending money? Why are you Japanese so stingy, even saving this little money?"

"The question is, how much is 5%, is there such an expensive lady? Our lady in Tokyo's red-light district can work for less than 100 dollars a night, what the hell..."

Zhong Yuemin was finally annoyed: "That's between you and her, I don't care about it, as for the contract, if you don't agree with the plan I proposed, then you should go to court, and I'll hang up..."

"Don't, don't hang up, Yuemin, I agree, I will do as you say. Fuck! Zhong Yuemin, you really cannibalize people without spit out bones..."

Ning Wei drove his motorcycle into a dilapidated alley, he stopped the car in front of a yard, carefully identified the illegible door number, and took out his address book to check the door number.

An old man wearing a red armband looked at him vigilantly: "Who are you looking for?"

Ning Wei asked politely, "Master, does Hammer live in this courtyard?"

The old man continued to look at him: "Where are you from?"

"I'm his middle school classmate."

The old man nodded and said, "Well, it seems that you are here to ask for a debt, right?"

"How do you know?"

"How do I know? I watched this little bastard grow up, and I still don't know him? Anyone who comes to him is asking for debts."

Ning Wei shook and asked eagerly, "Is he at home?"

The old man snorted: "He hasn't been back for more than two years. God knows where he is. His mother lives here. She's over 70 years old. She doesn't care about her last meal. This little bastard never cares, if it wasn't for the neighbors Neighbors take care of him, his mother starved to death long ago."

Ning Wei stomped his feet, looked up to the sky and sighed: "It's broken, I was fooled."

The old man said sympathetically: "Young man, you are not the first to be fooled. This boy is a liar. There are many people who have been deceived. The Public Security Bureau is also looking for him. If he is caught, it will be easy. Hmph, let me see him." It's not just a good bird, climbing walls, drilling dog holes, beating the blind, scolding the deaf, he can't do any bad things without him..."

Gritting his teeth, Ning Wei stepped onto the motorcycle, hit the accelerator, and jumped out like lightning.

Ning Wei rode his bicycle to the entrance of the Service Department for Overseas Personnel in Hepingli. There was a crowd of people here. Various vehicles were loading and unloading duty-free goods such as Japanese-made TV sets and tape recorders. Many Beijing citizens were watching, and they looked enviously People returning from abroad carry all kinds of duty-free goods in and out.A few foreign exchange dealers with cigarettes in their mouths haunted the crowd, pestering everyone they saw.Ning Wei wondered why the images of these foreign exchange dealers were all the same?You can't find a single person with the slightest eye among them. It's [-]% sleazy, rat-headed guys, and the image of Hammer is born to do this.

A foreign exchange dealer walked over: "Dude, is there a beauty?"

Ning Wei asked politely: "No. I want to inquire about someone. Do you know someone named Hammer?"

Seeing that there was no profit to be made, the guy was immediately discouraged, and replied impatiently: "Hammer, what about a fucking axe, I haven't heard of it."

Ning Wei said patiently: "Brother, think about it carefully, he keeps reversing money here, you must have seen it."

The businessman smiled gloatingly: "I see, you have someone cut it up. Where can you find it? They took the money and are still standing here waiting for you? Maybe there is a place to pick up girls. Don't look for it, save it next time." Be a god."

Ning Wei stared blankly into the distance, silent.

Li Yuanchao stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with his hands behind his back. He looked out of the window, frowning and thinking about something.

Zhong Yuemin walked into the office: "President Li, are you looking for me?"

Li Yuanchao said coldly: "Yuemin, sit down first, I have something important to talk to you about."

Zhong Yuemin joked: "It's so serious, if Mr. Li has any instructions, just give me a call. It's still so serious, it seems like the sky is about to fall."

Li Yuanchao said with a sullen face, "I'm not in the mood to joke with you. Let me tell you, the sky might really fall. Tell me, where did the 50 yuan on the books of the Ministry of Trade go?"

Zhong Yuemin breathed a sigh of relief: "Just for this? I have a comrade-in-arms who wants to register a company and wants to borrow 50 yuan for capital verification. After the capital verification, it will be returned immediately, and the interest will be repaid according to the ratio stipulated by the state."

Li Yuanchao sat down weakly: "Oops, this is where the incident happened. Someone wrote a report letter to the procuratorate, accusing you of embezzling public funds, and the procuratorate has already started an investigation."

Zhong Yuemin was in a hurry: "It is normal for companies to lend funds to each other to aid North Korea, not to mention that people pay interest according to the regulations, and the period is only one month, and I have not profited from it. I don't see anything illegal here. "

Li Yuanchao knocked on the table and said: "Are you confused, haven't you violated the law? First, we are a state-owned company, and your comrade-in-arms wants to register a private company. This means that you have lent the state's money to a private company, which has violated the law." It is called misappropriation of public funds. Second, I asked the finance department to check. It has been more than 60 days since the transfer of funds, which means that you have not returned them. Third, even if it is between enterprises Why didn’t you sign a contract for a short-term loan? You transferred 50 yuan without a contract, can you explain clearly?”

When Zhong Yuemin heard this, he was so startled that he broke out in a cold sweat: "I am confused, I really don't understand the financial system, I'm really sorry, I will get the money back immediately, and the company will never suffer any losses."

Li Yuanchao said in a business-like manner: "Come back soon. The procuratorate is still in the investigation stage. It is much easier to recover the money now. Once the procuratorate decides to file a case, no one can help you. Yuemin, you can do it yourself." "

Zhong Yuemin stood up furiously: "Thank you, I will go right away."

The pointer on the watch dial had already pointed to 1 o'clock in the middle of the night. Zhong Yuemin was sitting in the car, holding the steering wheel with his hands, his eyes were piercing, and he was not tired at all. He had been waiting in the car for 6 hours.Ning Wei's home is on the upper floor of an old residential building. Zhong Yuemin found it in the evening. Ning Wei was not at home, only his sick old mother was at home.His mother met Zhong Yuemin and knew that he was Ning Wei's old company commander.The old lady warmly asked him to sit down and wait for a while, but he declined the old lady's persuasion, turned around and went downstairs.

At this time, Zhong Yuemin wanted to kill Ning Wei, he didn't want the old lady to see this scene, even if he waited here all night, he would still wait for Ning Wei.He didn't believe that Ning Wei could deceive him. When Ning Wei was a recruit, Zhong Yuemin was his squad leader. He had been in a company for seven or eight years. If Ning Wei was a liar, he wouldn't believe it even if he was beaten to death.Zhong Yuemin made up his mind that he must wait until Ning Wei today, and he wanted to ask this bastard why he dared to cheat his old comrade-in-arms.

With bright headlights in front of him, Zhong Yuemin finally saw Ning Wei coming back on his motorcycle. He sat in the car and watched calmly.

Ning Wei turned off the engine, took off his helmet and was about to go upstairs.

Zhong Yuemin turned on the headlights suddenly, and two beams of bright light shot at Ning Wei, who was so blinded by the strong light that he covered his eyes.

Zhong Yuemin got out of the car, closed the car door with a bang, and walked towards Ning Wei step by step.

Ning Wei panicked when he saw Zhong Yuemin: "Brother, listen to my explanation..."

Zhong Yuemin didn't speak, he punched Ning Wei in the face, Ning Wei fell on his back, he struggled to get up, Zhong Yuemin kicked him two meters away, and he fell hard again.

Blood flowed from the corner of Ning Wei's mouth, and he burst into tears suddenly: "Brother, I'm not hiding from you, I was deceived by others, I searched for him on the street for a day, and I must kill him. Brother, I'm sorry, Hit me to death, hit me... hit me..."

Zhong Yuemin sighed up to the sky, lowered his fist powerlessly, turned around and walked towards the car silently, Ning Wei chased after him crying: "Brother..."

Zhong Yuemin shouted: "Get lost...follow me again and I'll kill you!"

Zhong Yuemin stopped the car by the small road downstairs in Qinling, and was locking the door when he suddenly found a middle-aged man in front of him who had just locked his car, stepped up the steps of the small building, and rang Qinling's doorbell.

Zhong Yuemin stopped vigilantly.

The door opened, and Qin Ling, who was dressed up brilliantly, embraced and kissed the visitor affectionately, and then walked into the living room with each other. Zhong Yuemin stood there staring blankly. The window of the living room on the first floor of the small building was covered by thick curtains. But there is still soft light coming through the cracks.

Zhong Yuemin's eyes fell on the man's car, which was an expensive Lincoln car.He lit a cigarette, and his facial muscles twitched a few times. He found that the lights in the bedroom on the second floor were also on. Qin Ling's shadow was reflected on the window, and she was pulling the curtains.

A surge of anger surged in Zhong Yuemin's heart, he dropped the cigarette, walked up the steps and rang the doorbell.

Qin Ling in pajamas came to open the door.

Seeing that it was Zhong Yuemin who came, she immediately turned pale with shock: "Yuemin, why are you here? Let me tell you..."

Zhong Yuemin pushed Qin Ling away and walked into the living room. Qin Ling followed him in panic. The middle-aged man had already put on his pajamas and was coming down the stairs.

Zhong Yuemin stepped forward and grabbed his collar, raised his fist...

With a crying voice, Qin Ling hugged Zhong Yuemin's arm desperately: "Yuemin, calm down, he is my man..."

The man was in his fifties, but the skin on his face was well maintained, and he looked very elegant.He stared at Zhong Yuemin angrily: "Who are you? If you dare to act wild here, I will call the police..."

Zhong Yuemin calmed down and lowered his fist: "Qin Ling, I want to hear your explanation. I'll wait for you outside." He walked out the door without looking back.

The middle-aged man grabbed the phone and wanted to call the police. Qin Ling pressed the phone: "Don't call the police, please."

"Xiaoling, who is this? Is it your lover? How could you do this? I need your explanation..."

Qin Ling suddenly yelled: "Okay, I'll explain to you, and I'll explain to him too. Anyway, it's all my fault. I'm a bad woman. Are you satisfied?"

Zhong Yuemin was smoking a cigarette by the car and pacing.

Qin Ling walked out the door: "Yuemin..."

Zhong Yuemin made a gesture to stop her: "Stop talking, let me tell you my judgment, this is a rich boss, he is the one who hired you, this house and your luxurious life are all given to you by him, right?"

Qin Ling said calmly: "Yes."

"Why didn't you tell me earlier? Why did you lie to me?"

"Yuemin, I told you that many things have happened in the past ten years since you and I broke up. At this time, I am no longer who I was back then."

Zhong Yuemin asked stubbornly: "I ask why you lied to me."

Qin Ling whispered: "Because... I still love you and don't want to hurt you."

Zhong Yuemin sneered, "You don't love him, it's just for money, right?"

Qin Ling raised his head and said provocatively: "If you want to understand it that way, it's up to you. I don't want to explain. I'm not married to you. You have no right to accuse me. I have the right to choose my own way of life."

Zhong Yuemin suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed loudly: "Qin Ling, you made a big joke with me, and let me, Zhong Yuemin, taste what it's like to be raped by someone. It's really retribution."

"Yuemin, don't think so, I didn't mean to tease you..."

Zhong Yuemin shook his head: "Qin Ling, I find that fate is really unpredictable. I, Zhong Yuemin, am a person without blessings. If there are too many good things, I really have no luck." The cup is full and the moon is full. Kui', the ancients are right, it seems that my bad luck is about to arrive, which is fair, I can't let me take all the good things, can I?"

Qin Ling grabbed his hand: "What's wrong with you, what happened?"

There was bitterness in Zhong Yuemin's words: "Originally, I was saying goodbye to you today. I don't know when I will be back after I leave. I really can't let you go. Now... I am relieved. I am leaving. Take care."

Zhong Yuemin got into the car and started the car. Qin Ling chased after him desperately and shouted: "Yuemin, don't go, what happened? Please tell me..."

Zhong Yuemin's car shot out like an arrow...

Qin Ling shouted with tears all over his face: "Yuemin..."

Zhong Yuemin was sitting at his desk packing up his things when the new female secretary, Ms. Zhang, walked into the office: "Manager Zhong, the security department called just now, please go."

Zhong Yuemin replied calmly: "I see, Xiao Zhang, here are my car keys. The documents have been sorted out and put on the table. These are several contracts that are being executed. You should pay attention to the deadlines on them. Don't break the contract."

Ms. Zhang's eyes widened: "Manager Zhong, what's wrong with you? Do you want to resign?"

Zhong Yuemin smiled: "I'm leaving, please tell President Li that I, Zhong Yuemin, am sorry, and one day in the future, I will repay him. Xiao Zhang, do you have a boyfriend?"

"No."

"Then I wish you a good husband, goodbye!" Zhong Yuemin walked out of the office.

When Zhong Yuemin walked into the security department, two people in prosecutor uniforms were talking with the cadres of the security department, and two bailiffs with batons stood beside them.

The prosecutors stood up: "Are you Zhong Yuemin?"

Zhong Yuemin nodded and replied: "I am Zhong Yuemin, and you are from the Procuratorate?"

A prosecutor said: "My name is Wei Ping, prosecutor, please come with us."

Zhong Yuemin asked back: "Do you have a certificate? Show it out for me."

Wei Ping was quite surprised: "Hey, you have a lot of things, are you afraid that we are impersonating?" He took out his ID card and showed it to Zhong Yuemin.

Zhong Yuemin carefully looked at the photo on the certificate, looked up at Wei Ping, checked it again, and then returned the certificate to Wei Ping: "Well, it looks like it's real."

Wei Ping said dissatisfiedly: "What does it mean to look like it's real? We haven't asked you anything yet, but you've already censored us."

Zhong Yuemin smiled: "Don't mind, there are too many fakes these days. I have a comrade-in-arms who I don't know who made an enemy a few days ago. Two people in prosecutor uniforms also came and asked him to follow him. The two men in prosecutor's uniforms were hooligans, and they beat him up halfway, and then disappeared, do you think they were wronged?"

"What do you mean by that? Don't you think we are hooligans too?"

"No, you are real at first glance. You have a righteous face, and you can't pretend to be a hooligan. Let's go, Mr. Prosecutor."

This was the first time Zhong Yuemin had to deal with a prosecutor. In the interrogation room of the procuratorate, Wei Ping and a female clerk sat in the interrogator's seat, and Zhong Yuemin sat on a concrete pier poured on the ground.

His case was very simple. He had lent the money anyway, so he could not deny it if he wanted to. He truthfully explained the process of the matter. According to the investigators of the case, it was called "a confession".As for the whereabouts of the money, he also explained clearly that the interrogation went smoothly and ended in less than half an hour.

Wei Ping closed the file and said: "Zhong Yuemin, your statement just now is basically consistent with what we have learned. I appreciate your cooperative attitude. I want to ask a digression. Do you know who wrote the anonymous report letter?"

"I can guess that it's my former secretary, He Mei."

"She has a personal grudge with you?"

Zhong Yuemin showed a cynical smile: "This is a very vulgar story. There are often some stories between the leader and the female secretary. Of course, I am not exempt."

Wei Ping nodded: "Oh, I see, the hatred caused by chaos and abandonment, is that so? Zhong Yuemin, I checked your file and found that your experience is very unusual. You have been a reconnaissance battalion commander and been on the battlefield. You once commanded a special force, and you are still a second-class hero, how did you become so corrupt within two years after you transferred from the army?"

Zhong Yuemin laughed at himself: "As people usually say, I let go of thought remolding and was hit by the sugar-coated bullets of the bourgeoisie. I said Prosecutor Wei, this kind of thing seems to have nothing to do with this case, right? You want to hear the story Let's talk separately, isn't there a female clerk here?"

Wei Ping said: "Zhong Yuemin, look at your cynical attitude. You are in great trouble, do you know that? You have caused 50 yuan in losses to the country. Go up, then you will be dealt with much less, do you understand what I mean?"

"I understand, but even if I sell myself, I can't sell it for 50 yuan. I have no choice but to bear my own responsibility. The court has the final say on how many years I should be sentenced."

Wei Ping said: "I'm sorry, but I have to issue a detention certificate for you. You have been detained. We have to investigate some things in detail, and the time may be longer. Recently, there are many economic cases, and our manpower is limited. You are in the detention center. Be mentally prepared."

Zhong Yuemin stood up and asked, "I heard that the environment in the detention center is terrible?"

Wei Ping replied coldly: "If it's like a nursing home, I still want to go in."

Zhong Shanyue was sitting on the sofa in the living room reading the newspaper, when the doorbell rang in the yard, the little nanny went to open the door.

Gao Yue walked into the living room with a lot of fruits and vegetables: "Uncle Zhong, hello, let me come and see you."

Zhong Shanyue took off his reading glasses and looked at her carefully: "Your name is Gao... What is Gao?"

"Gao Yue, did you forget? Zhong Yuemin and I also sold pancakes together."

"By the way, now that I think about it, I have eaten a lot of your pancakes. Later, you all had jobs, so I couldn't eat them anymore. By the way, Zhong Yuemin was not at home. A colleague called and said he had an urgent task. , went to Shenzhen on a business trip."

Gao Yue smiled and said, "I'm not looking for him, I'll come and see you."

Zhong Shanyue said in surprise: "Look at me... oh, I see, you are Yuemin's girlfriend."

"That's right, we are good friends, and I'm a girl, so I'm called girlfriend. Uncle Zhong, I'm off today. I'll cook for you and let you try my cooking, okay?"

"Okay, my old mouth is so hungry, I'm just waiting to eat your cooking." Zhong Shanyue pointed at the little nurse in the yard with his hand, and whispered, "That girl's cooking is not good. "

Gao Yue rolled up his sleeves: "Sit down for a while, I'm going to cook soon, it will be ready in a while."

Gao Yue's hands and feet are very nimble, and it took her less than 40 minutes to prepare three dishes and one soup.When she brought the dishes into the restaurant, she found that Zhong Shanyue was already sitting at the table waiting, and the old man had an excited expression on his face.She couldn't help but feel sad, this old man is so pitiful, he is so content with a home-cooked meal once in a while, it is conceivable that the little nanny's cooking skills must be very bad.Gao Yue thought angrily, what's the use of raising a son?This bastard Zhong Yuemin was like a bee all day long, going to and from the flowers, living a life of feasting and feasting. His old father actually lived this kind of life at home.This bastard should teach him a lesson.

Gao Yue put the dishes on the table one by one, and Zhong Shanyue said with a smile on his face, "Girl, your craftsmanship is good, you can tell it just by smelling it."

Gao Yue said, "Uncle Zhong, I gave the nanny a day off, and I will take care of you today."

Zhong Shanyue was like a gluttonous child, he didn't have time to talk to Gao Yue, he just cared about eating.Gao Yue looked at Zhong Shanyue and thought of Zhong Yuemin, and couldn't help but feel a burst of bitterness. She turned around and gently wiped away the tears on her face... She couldn't forget the days when she and Zhong Yuemin were together. Although they had no money, they lived well She is very happy, and with Zhong Yuemin, she is always in a happy mood.That guy has this kind of ability, if he is happy, he will start to talk nonsense, Gao Yue is always amused by him, and he is so happy that he can't breathe.Will such a happy day come back?

The phone rang.

Gao Yue picked up the microphone: "Hello...what, where are you? Detention center, oh, I see, this is Zhong Yuemin's house, please say, okay, okay, I will send the bedding tomorrow, thank you, goodbye."

Gao Yue hung up the phone, turned around, she suddenly froze... The gray-haired Zhong Shanyue looked at her with tears running down his face.

Gao Yue panicked and supported the old man: "Uncle Zhong, what's wrong with you?"

"Something happened to Yuemin. He's not on a business trip. Don't hide it from me, old man. I've felt it since you walked in today..."

Gao Yue supported the old man and said in tears, "Uncle Zhong, don't worry, listen to me..." She couldn't help crying.

Zhong Yuemin was escorted by a policeman through a long corridor. The policeman opened an iron gate and ordered, "Go in!"

Zhong Yuemin walked in, and the iron door closed behind him with a "bang".The light in the room was very dim, and he found that there were more than a dozen people sitting in the cell, and these people were staring at him intently, and their attitudes seemed not very friendly.Zhong Yuemin nodded to them, then sat down silently.So these people all turned their eyes to a man with a hideous face.The man was sitting in the corner, with two folded quilts under his body and the other two quilts on his back. He seemed to be enjoying the comfort of the sofa, and there was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old man beside him. The child was beating his leg for him.

From the corner of his eyes, Zhong Yuemin noticed that the man was winking at his accomplice, and immediately two guys stood up, grinning and walked to Zhong Yuemin's side.

A guy kicked Zhong Yuemin on the back and shouted: "Stand up!"

Zhong Yuemin sat still: "Is there something wrong?"

The guys looked at each other and burst out laughing.

A fat man smiled and said: "Stupid, come in for the first time, don't you know the rules? 'Is there anything wrong?' Look at the sentence you asked, you have a lot of things to do, and you haven't gone through the formalities, right, my brother?" indivual?"

The friends grinned grinningly and echoed: "That's right...let this idiot reflect for a while before saying..."

The fat man said, "Do you hear me? Stand in the corner and reflect for a while, and I will show you a demonstration first." He bent his body at 90 degrees, raised his arms back high, and made a jet fighting posture.

They laughed again.

The fat man straightened up and said, "Do you see clearly? The posture must be accurate, and the body must be at an absolute 90 degrees. This is the rule. First reflect on it for a while, there will be a program after dinner, and after these dozens of programs are finished, your boy will be considered a victim." Accepted, it’s like taking the university entrance exam, you haven’t taken the college entrance examination yet, this university can’t admit you yet.”

Zhong Yuemin stood up slowly, pointed at the person who seemed to be the leader, and said, "You, are you the leader of these bastards? Listen, ten years ago, I was as bastard as you. At that time, you probably still Wearing open crotch pants and fighting with hands is the happiest thing for me. I really want to play with you, but I don't want to fight today because I don't want to hurt you, it will aggravate my crime, and I don't want to spend my life in prison .If you think it would be fun to beat me up, then I can agree, but there is one point, you can only hit me once, if the hit goes well, it will never end, I will fight back. Okay, let's start. Zhong Yuemin sat down, closed his eyes gently and stopped talking.

Those minions all turned to look at the hideous man, as if he could control the life and death of everyone.

An old man with white hair stood up and begged tremblingly, "Chi Baoqiang... No, Brother Chi, please spare this new brother..."

The man named Chi Baoqiang made a gloomy voice: "Old Baimao, do you fucking want to be beaten too, why don't you come and replace him?"

Old Bai Mao defended: "I dare not..."

"Then shut your stinking mouth, and if you dare to say a word, I'll knock off your old bastard's front teeth."

Chi Baoqiang stood up slowly, picked up a blanket, and walked towards Zhong Yuemin step by step.

Zhong Yuemin closed his eyes and remained motionless.

Chi Baoqiang violently put the blanket on Zhong Yuemin's head, and a group of people behind him rushed forward, punching and kicking Zhong Yuemin...

Several older roommates sat in the corner, watching the brutal beating scene in horror, and there was a muffled sound of heavy blows to the human body.

Tired from the beating, Chi Baoqiang kicked Zhong Yuemin hard again, and ordered: "Okay, throw away the blanket."

The fat man lifted the blanket covering Zhong Yuemin.

Zhong Yuemin struggled to get up, went to the pool in the corner and spat out a mouthful of blood.He said with a wry smile: "Fucking professional enough, don't slap your face for fear of being seen, who taught you?"

Chi Baoqiang said with a sinister smile: "How about it, buddy, are you convinced?"

Zhong Yuemin stretched his neck and said: "I've already been beaten, so it's meaningless to ask this again. I understand this rule. It existed in the Song Dynasty. Didn't Wu Song almost suffer a hundred blows?"

"It's good to know the rules, buddy, don't take it to heart, it's the same for anyone who comes in, the rules can't be broken, if you still look like a man, other shows will be avoided."

Zhong Yuemin looked at him: "Dude, did you have such a meal when you first came in?"

Chi Baoqiang smiled: "I am a person who sets the rules, can I be the same as you? To tell you the truth, I have never tasted the feeling of being beaten when I grow up. I just beat people."

"Oh, I see, you should have a taste of this when you have the chance, it feels good."

"Hey, what do you want to get beaten up if you still don't agree with it?"

"Forget it, the brothers are tired enough, take a breath, can you clean me up tomorrow?"

(End of this chapter)

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