Chapter 279 Asking for money is shameless

In June 1994, the rain was particularly heavy.

Not long after the typhoon "Yumei" that wreaked havoc on the coast of China passed, it was ushered in by the even more violent "Tanyun". Its steamed bun-shaped cumulus clouds moved rapidly from the southeast coast to the inland like a galloping horse. The small town of Jiangchuan bordering Guangdong Province was hit by heavy rain day and night. Although it was the summer solstice and the land of Hunan was in the most scorching heat, the lowest temperature at night finally dropped to around 25°.

On such a rainy night, Chu Jian's house, which had already set up a mourning hall and a tent, was brightly lit. In the shabby courtyard, there were seven or eight wooden tables. Friends and relatives as well as neighbors from Hongshan Lane gathered here to keep vigil for Chu Dapeng overnight. The way they did it was wonderful, with mahjong, poker, laughter and chatter. It was very lively, but the mourning hall inside was empty. Chu Jian, wearing white mourning clothes, sat in front of the coffin, burning paper money in the brazier from time to time. It was a bit deserted and seemed a bit eerie.

This scene will continue until dawn.

At one or two in the morning, they had to cook for those who stayed up all night to watch over the casket. Jiang Feng, who had been exhausted these days, could not stand the night and had already rested. Zhang's father and mother had also returned home, but they had hired a few people from Hongshan Lane to help cook.

After Zhang Yunqi left Songlin Building, he did not go home but came here directly. He was not interested in playing cards and had nothing to do, so he accompanied Chu Jian to wash and pick vegetables and chat.

In fact, when this happened, Zhang Yunqi didn't know what kind of mentality Chu Jian had. She didn't need to feel despair over the death of her stepfather. It was just that this messy home now fell on the shoulders of this girl, and it was not easy. She didn't cry or make a fuss, but was always silent and spoke little, enduring it all without saying a word. But maybe this is what is scary. When people are on the verge of collapse, they are always silent.

Chu Jian looked at the rain under the eaves and suddenly said: "When I was young and ignorant, I was happy every time an old man died in Hongshan Lane, because then I could have meat to eat."

Zhang Yunqi and Chu Jian sat side by side and laughed, "Yeah, I'm the same way. Every time an old person passed away in our village, we kids were so happy. Not only did we have meat to eat, but we also had shows to watch and it was lively. Our parents would go to help and no one would watch us. We could run wild in the village. When we grew up and became sensible, many people would think that our heartlessness when we were young was childish and stupid. I, on the contrary, think that it is a rebirth in death. Mixed joys and sorrows, life and death coexisting, should be the norm in life."

After a long silence, Chu Jian saw that Zhang Yunqi's cheeks were wet, so he wiped them with a tissue and said, "Yunqi, have you been looking for someone for the lottery these days?"

Zhang Yunqi was stunned for a moment, threw the selected green onion leaves into the plastic basin, and said with a smile: "No, don't think too much, it's not complicated, just follow the normal and legal procedures."

"What's the procedure?"

"Call the police and they will investigate."

"I called the police once, but they didn't care."

Zhang Yunqi was not sure what to say. He knew that Chu Dapeng had reported the case to the Chengnan District Public Security Bureau, but it fell on deaf ears and the case was never filed. Logically speaking, after a report is made, the police will generally file a case within 24 hours. After the case is filed, they will notify the reporter and give him a receipt for the report.

On the contrary, when it comes to Chu Dapeng's counterfeiting of lottery tickets, Xiao Liguo and Lin Yongqiang from the Municipal Sports Lottery Center, who had righteous words and solid evidence, did not report the case. Their official statement was that they were worried that the public pressure from this matter was too great and would affect lottery sales.

Zhang Yunqi initially thought that what he said made some sense.

If he were in his place, he would have tried every means to cover up the matter. The fewer people who knew about it, the better. Since the lottery ticket was forged, he could just take back the prize money privately and let the lottery players think that the prize money was given to Chu Dapeng. Without paying a penny, the Municipal Sports Lottery Center created another myth of getting rich overnight, and the next lottery ticket sales would soar.

However, there is a self-contradictory problem here. If the Municipal Sports Lottery Center did not lie, then did Chu Dapeng's head get caught in the door? He was caught forging lottery tickets, but he still ran to the police station to report the case? He jumped off the building to commit suicide, and before he died, he left a will saying that the lottery ticket was real, putting his wife and daughter in a desperate situation? To put it bluntly, these details that do not need to be investigated at all have already made the truth come out, and it is not his turn for Zhang Yunqi to transform into Mormos to find the truth and seek justice for this poor mother and daughter.

What he didn't understand was where the Municipal Sports Lottery Center and Lin Yongqiang got the confidence to do this. Logically speaking, if Chu Dapeng didn't lie and really won the lottery, then even if they were evil-minded, they wouldn't cheat him of such a big prize. The prize money plus the car was a full 94 yuan. yuan in ! Which ordinary person wouldn't fight for their life if it happened to him? Were they so sure that they could beat Chu Dapeng to death?
Now that he had been in a car accident, he was indeed dead.

When thinking about it this way, the unclear parts are still unclear, but at least Zhang Yunqi knows what to do next, especially some things that happened when playing mahjong in Songlin Building tonight, which fully proved that Xiao Lijun and Lin Yongqiang are not good people either.

Tonight at Songlin Building, the card game lasted no more than two hours. During the two hours, Xiao Lijun was winning the whole time, but Zhang Yunqi defeated him in one hand.

As a leader, how could he bring money with him when he went out to collect money? When he took out all the money he had won and all the money in his pocket, it was only more than 7,000 yuan. His old face turned red and he said, "Boss Zhang, this is all I have. Can I give you the rest someday?" Or I can write you an IOU. When you come to the Sports Lottery Center to discuss business, just say hello in the office and I'll give it to you right away.

There is a strong threat in this statement.

Li Jilin was worried at the time, but he also saw clearly that what Zhang Yunqi had done had offended the man surnamed Xiao deeply, and the drinking party he arranged tonight was not at all to ask others to discuss business.

It was indeed the case. Zhang Yunqi, who couldn't even get into the Sports Lottery Center, said to Xiao Lijun with a smile, "It's just entertainment, so there's no need to write an IOU. It's a gambling debt, so it doesn't matter if you don't pay it back. Of course, Director Xiao is a particular person, and if you insist on paying it back, I can't refuse your face. How about this, Mr. Li, you can settle the unpaid payment for the goods from the Sports Lottery Center later, and go to the Sports Lottery Center to find Director Xiao to settle it all together tomorrow."

These words were simply a stab in the face. Xiao Lijun was furious. At this time, the smooth-talking Lin Yongqiang hurried out to put out the fire. No matter how stupid he was, he could understand one thing. Zhang Yunqi was rich, how could he turn against Xiao Lijun who was holding him back for a little gambling debt? This was obviously aimed at Chu Dapeng's matter! Then the problem here was complicated, but there were some things he couldn't say at the moment. He didn't know what the relationship between Zhang Yunqi and Chu Dapeng was. He smiled and said, "Boss Zhang, I'll pay for this. It's getting late now. Otherwise, let's just go our separate ways?"

Zhang Yunqi fully demonstrated his shameless nature of asking for money: "Okay, then let Boss Lin pay for it."

Xiao Lijun's face was still livid: "Boss Zhang, it seems I can't afford your canned food anymore."

"No problem, just do as Director Xiao says."

Zhang Yunqi ignored Xiao Lijun's threats. "But Director Xiao, Longjingyuan is the first state-owned enterprise in Jiangchuan City to undergo property rights reform. It is a reform pilot project personally promoted by Mayor Yang. The product sales business with the Municipal Sports Lottery Center is also one of the policy supports that the Municipal Government asked the Sports Bureau to provide to Longjingyuan. Now you plan to terminate this business, I have no objection, but you have to let Mayor Yang know, right? It just so happens that the situation of Longjingyuan Canning Factory is very good now, and its performance is growing rapidly. It has reached cooperation with major provincial and municipal TV stations, and the entire business has been rolled out. On the 24th of this month, Mayor Yang will go to Longjingyuan Canning Factory for inspection. Director Xiao, I will report the situation to him truthfully on your behalf at that time."

"This, this, that..." Xiao Lijun, who was outmaneuvered by Zhang Yunqi, suddenly turned pale and spoke stutteringly.

Zhang Yunqi was no longer interested in talking nonsense with him. He waved to Wang Guibing to pay the bill. Before he got up and left, he said to Xiao Lijun and Lin Yongqiang, "By the way, there is also Chu Dapeng, who won a huge lottery and died in a car accident. He was an employee of my Longjingyuan Canning Factory. This matter is now a hot topic in Jiangchuan. I think Mayor Yang might be interested in listening."

There was a "boom" sound.

Xiao Lijun's heart seemed to be hit by a hammer!
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(End of this chapter)