Siheyuan: Kill Han Qingkui, Tian Zao is entangled with me

Chapter 122: The inhumanity of the rich
A group of people were driven out.

Zheng Chaoyang stared at He Jiagen beside Sang Hong for a long time, which made him feel creepy.

"I'm sorry, something's wrong here, mom."

"It's okay, it's okay. We've fixed it. Is this you, sir?"

"He is my fiancé He Jiagen."

"He Jiagen? Where are you from?"

“From Tianjin.”

"You're from Tianjin. Is there anyone else at home?"

"My father's name is He Fangzhou, and he sells steamed buns."

[There is indeed a person named He Fangzhou in Tianjin. His only son, He Jiagen, died young, and he later adopted a son, He Liang.]

Is there such a function?
Isn't this a lie detector?
Bai Ling rolled her eyes at him, "Why do you keep asking questions? Don't we have things to do?"

Zheng Chaoyang said "Oh" and laughed, started the jeep, said goodbye and left.

On the way, Bai Ling finally asked.

"Do you suspect that his identity is fake?"

"How did you tell?"

"Tsk, no one looks at someone so blatantly, and he's a man!"

"Dayong, tell your Zongxun about this He Jiagen and ask him to send someone to Tianjin to verify it."

He had to find a legitimate reason to send Zong Xiangfang away, and then he could go to Jincheng Cafe to find out other information.

After the incident with the Security Police Corps, there has been no news from the Taoyuan Action Team for a long time.

Some big case must be brewing.

"Okay, Brother Zheng, can we go too?"

"You are now members of the Public Security Bureau, so you should go there naturally. Follow your Zong Xunxue carefully, he is a veteran policeman."

Last time, when catching the grain-stealing rats, Dayong and his friends put in a lot of effort. Zong Xiangfang did not take all the credit for himself, but divided the credit equally among them.

Therefore, the higher-ups have made exceptions and promoted Dayong and several others to regular positions, making them excellent police officers.

"It's already this late, where can we go for a meal?"

"It's up to you!"

“The cafeteria in the bureau is pretty good too!”

"Listen to your elder brother Zheng!"

Bai Ling shook her head at Dayong and the other one.

The jeep drove directly into the Lou Mansion in Xiehe Hutong.

"Wow, what a big house!"

Not only Dayong and his companions, but also Bai Ling and Duomen probably saw such a big house for the first time.

"Commander Zheng, our master has been waiting for a long time!"

The driver named Qian invited several people into the villa.

"Are you here? Did you calculate the meal time? Aunt Wang, you can order the dishes to be served!"

"Aren't you just stopping by to take a look? There are a lot of people here! Are you alone?"

"Hey, what if I'm not enough on my own?"

"I don't have enough duck tickets from Bian Yi Fang. Please give me some more. Also, there are tickets from Quanjude and Yiyuan Roast Duck Restaurant."

"No? You're having a fight with roast duck! How do you eat it? It's enough even if you eat it three times a day! Okay, I'll get it for you!"

Lou Zhenhua, who had returned, threw out three thick books of duck bills like throwing away garbage.

Duomen's eyes popped out.

So many duck tickets?
You really don’t care about money!

Come to think of it, if you live in a mansion like this, would you still care about a few ducks?
"You also said, don't just get the duck tickets! If you want to eat at Fengze Garden someday, can you buy on credit?"

"Why are you still asking this? Didn't I tell you a long time ago that if you want to go, you can just use it as a cafeteria!" "Hehehe, we can't use the cafeteria. We have rules, right?"

This question was directed to Bai Ling.

But the latter was stunned by the Western food served on the table.

"This is something the wife at home made. Have a taste! Are these two half-grown kids also your police officers?"

"Well, don't underestimate them because they are very capable. They were the ones who helped to find the place where the grain rats hid the grain last time. This time, the Ministry of Public Security directly made them regular employees."

"It's all thanks to Brother Zheng's good teaching."

"Brother Zheng? You are so shameless! You let these kids call you brother!"

"What are you talking about? I am still in my prime!"

"I heard that your eldest brother was born in 09. You are at least five or six years older than him!"

Zheng Chaoyang, with delicious food in his mouth, was too lazy to complain about him.

"Come on, I'm only thirty years old, and my brother is less than ten years older than me."

"Comrade Bai Ling, you studied in the Soviet Union, so you must have come across a lot of Soviet delicacies, right? Eat more, you're welcome!"

"Not much actually. When I was studying abroad, I mainly ate Chinese food. The local beef is too expensive, and I couldn't afford to buy it a few times with that little money."

"Where is Comrade Bai Ling from?"

"What are you doing? Checking your household registration? Shanghainese, what else do you want to know? Just ask me!"

"Tsk, you act like you're someone close to Comrade Bai Ling! Are you familiar with her?"

Bai Ling raised her eyelashes slightly, looked at the two people, and felt very happy.

"Don't always eat roast duck, it's too greasy! Fengzeyuan, Bianyifang, Donglaishun, and Kaorouji, just go there and put it on my account!"

"There is no humanity in the trenches!"

"Why are you swearing at me? I'm treating you to food and drinks, and you're calling me inhuman?"

"The rich are inhumane, the rich are the rich."

As he spoke, he wet his finger and wrote two words on the table.

"Hey, you, aren't you a trench? It's true, one is a country boy and the other is a rich man. I thought you were scolding me! I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

"Don't be polite to me. We are friends. How about this? You open a restaurant specializing in Soviet cuisine, preferably near our bureau. That would be the best."

As soon as Zheng Chaoyang said this, everyone at the table laughed so hard that they fell over.

I felt someone stepping hard under the table. There was a door!

Dayong and his children had a great time eating, just like they did in Fengze Garden.

“Take home whatever you can’t finish!”

"I won't be polite to a rich man like you. Dayong, don't just stand there. Pack your lunch boxes with Aunt Wang. It's a waste if you leave any left. Go back and feed your Uncle Hao!"

Bai Ling and Duomen both laughed.

Hao Pingchuan: Zheng Chaoyang, you are such a bastard, am I a dog? Why are you the eldest brother and I the uncle?
After chatting with Lou Zhenhua in the study, Bai Ling gained a new understanding of this big capitalist.

"these books"

"If you like it, you can take it home and read it slowly. I am just an arty person."

"I know what you want to ask. The guy who calls himself Junk Hou called me a few more times. He said he went to Zhenxing. The things he bought were good, so he was willing to pay for them. Do you want to take a look?"

How can you find bargains every time?

"Then let's take a look! I'll also take a look at your brothers' eyes to see if they've been fooled."

Lou Zhenhua casually handed over a few pieces of silk cloth.

[Copy of "Wansui Tongtian Tie"] Golden dialog boxes popped up one after another.

"Why? What did you see?"

"You must have made a lot of money on this copy, right?"

"What are you trying to earn? Since you're the one who introduced him, you can give him 500,000 yuan to get him."

Half a million?
(End of this chapter)