lcionline Chapter 208 A Human-like Dog
Chapter 208 A Human-like Dog
"Brother Jun, you two should get married!" After a long silence, Qiao Sanli pushed Zhang Jianjun away, but her first words surprised Zhang Jianjun greatly.
Qiao Sanli didn't look at Zhang Jianjun's face, but instead looked at the big tabby cat. "I can wait for you for three years, then you can come and marry me!"
"Sanli, we..."
Qiao Sanli interrupted Zhang Jianjun again, "Xingyu and I have already discussed it! You just need to follow our arrangements!"
Zhang Jianjun was interrupted several times, but he was not annoyed. He knew that Qiao Sanli was actually compromising, but was afraid that he would go back on his word, which was why she spoke so urgently.
The car restarted and slowly drove out of the big tabby cat's sight. With no more excitement to watch, the big tabby cat jumped off the wall and disappeared into the darkness.
When the two returned to Wu Fenglan's house, Qiao Simei was also there. Upon seeing Zhang Jianjun, she rushed over excitedly, "Brother Jun, you're back! Where have you been all this time? I asked my sister, but she wouldn't tell me!"
"I went on a business trip, it's a secret mission. Your sister doesn't know where I went, so she can't tell you." Actually, it wasn't a secret mission, and no confidentiality agreement was signed. In the past, when information wasn't readily available, even if a few people knew the truth, it wouldn't spread widely.
Qiao Simei's eyes sparkled. "Soldier brother, you're amazing!"
Wu Fenglan also happily came over to welcome her youngest son home, "Xiaojun, you've lost weight! You must have suffered a lot outside!"
"No, I've actually gained two pounds!" Zhang Jianjun not only didn't suffer, but on the contrary, he kept eating sweets.
Qiao Sanli helped carry the luggage into the house. "Brother Jun, you should rest well. I'm going back now!" She glanced at Qiao Simei indifferently, and Qiao Simei obediently followed.
Back at the hospital, Zhang Jianjun was praised once again, and within a few days, the hospital removed the title of "deputy" from his name.
While eating, Wu Fenglan asked Zhang Jianjun, "Old Qiao, you know, Qiao Zuwang, he seems to be involved in a steel reselling business. I heard that as long as you invest money, you can become a shareholder and get dividends every month. A lot of neighbors around here have invested. You know, this shrewd Qiao, he's become even more energetic after being laid off! He dresses like a proper gentleman every day!"
"Oh? Qiao Zuwang is doing this? Mom, you didn't put any money in, did you?" Zhang Jianjun was worried about Wu Fenglan. He wasn't sure if Wu Fenglan, with her small-minded mentality, would be fooled.
Wu Fenglan shook her head, "Our family doesn't get along with Qiao Zuwang, how could I possibly invest money in him!"
Zhang Jianjun was relieved. "He and this project are both unreliable. You know Qiao Zuwang! Do you know how much money Qiao Zuwang has taken?"
"I'm not sure, but when people gossip, they all say that several families invested seven or eight thousand yuan." Wu Fenglan had long been retired and only cooked and did laundry for Zhang Jianjun. Moreover, she mostly didn't need to hand-wash the clothes, as Zhang Jianjun had bought a washing machine long ago, making her life easy and comfortable. She could always be seen in the neighborhood where the older women gathered, and she was always the most informed.
Zhang Jianjun understood. He had to handle this matter. He couldn't let the funds flow out!
Instead of Qiao Yicheng, Zhang Jianjun contacted Song Qingyuan.
After listening to Zhang Jianjun's words, Song Qingyuan also took it very seriously. "This matter really shouldn't be known to Yicheng. Here's what we'll do: Jianjun, I have an uncle who works at the police station. Let's go find him first. As for the reporting, we can leave it to the newspaper. I have acquaintances there too. Let them report it! That way, it'll be the safest thing to do!"
"Alright, let's go. The sooner the better."
Upon arriving at the police station, they found Song Qingyuan's uncle, but this uncle was not his biological uncle; he was merely a friend of Song Qingyuan's father, surnamed Shao. Song Qingyuan called him Uncle Shao, and he was the deputy director.
Deputy Director Shao was somewhat troubled by the two men's intentions. "There is no such charge yet, so we cannot arrest them now. But if they abscond with the money, we can arrest them on charges of fraud."
Zhang Jianjun discussed a plan with the two of them.
Deputy Director Shao found a trustworthy subordinate to pose as a relative or friend and take Zhang Jianjun's 100,000 yuan to "invest." He also mentioned that this relative or friend had a police background. If the person on the other side was really guilty, he would definitely run away as soon as possible, and the police could take the opportunity to arrest him.
Does this count as fishing?
Song Qingyuan contacted a classmate who worked at a newspaper, but that classmate was very busy recently, so he recommended another colleague instead. However, the person who came surprised Zhang Jianjun greatly.
Ye Xiaolang and Chen Meng!
"Teacher Song! Hello, I'm Ye Xiaolang!" Ye Xiaolang recognized Song Qingyuan, probably because he had seen the photo beforehand.
Song Qingyuan greeted Ye Xiaolang with a smile, "This is Zhang Jianjun, Dr. Zhang. He's the one who discovered this incident and is also helping us with the case."
Zhang Jianjun pretended not to know them and greeted Ye Xiaolang and Chen Meng as well. The group then began exchanging information about the case. Ye Xiaolang and Chen Meng, both women, were naturally observant and keenly noticed Zhang Jianjun's lack of enthusiasm, as if he were deliberately distancing himself.
Things were going smoothly. The fundraising group's eyes lit up when they saw the 100,000 yuan investment. They didn't even give the "undercover agent" a chance to expose his background before preparing to run away! 100,000 yuan was a lot of money, and they knew that there would be trouble after they took it. The local risks had also increased, so they wanted to get out of there.
The arrest was ridiculously simple: a few men rushed out, grabbed the man, and took him back to the police station without any trouble. Zhang Jianjun's 100,000 yuan was returned to its rightful owner!
Ye Xiaolang and Chen Meng both saw Zhang Jianjun carrying a box of money, and they were both shocked and envious.
Having documented the entire case, Ye Xiaolang and his companion suggested, "Let's go out for a meal together as a way of thanking you two for providing the clues!" It's very common for people who provide clues to reporters to receive some reward, sometimes more, sometimes less.
Zhang Jianjun declined, saying, "No need, I have other things to do. I'll definitely do it next time!"
Song Qingyuan had arrived in Zhang Jianjun's car, so he had no choice but to go along as well. "Then let's go together next time!"
Ye Xiaolang and Chen Meng, who were left standing there, both looked rather grim.
Chen Meng was also very pretty and confident, but Zhang Jianjun's aloof attitude made her very unhappy. She muttered to herself, "He really has no taste!"
Like Xiang Nanfang, Ye Xiaolang was a northerner, and his personality was more carefree than Chen Meng's. "Let's go back! With this manuscript, we can hand in our work! We might even get some praise."
Just three days later, Wu Fenglan received the latest news and explained the latest developments of the incident to Zhang Jianjun when he got home from get off work.
Qiao Zuwang's leg was indeed broken. Han Shengjiao was truly brave; wielding a stick, she beat several people who were trying to move the furniture until they cried for their mothers! However, when Qiao Zuwang was being beaten, Han Shengjiao didn't intervene, thinking to herself, "I might as well just kill him." But Han Shengjiao still frightened the others, and they gradually calmed down and retreated.
After marrying Qiao Zuwang, Han Shengjiao did not have any more children. She had a child in the countryside, whom she would often bring to the city to stay for a couple of days; Zhang Jianjun had seen him a few times. Now that Qiao Zuwang's leg had been broken and debt collectors were frequently knocking on the door, Han Shengjiao was overwhelmed. She carried the broken-legged Qiao Zuwang onto a cart, hired a few people, and with their valuable furniture hauled along, returned to her rural hometown.