Courtyard House: Drunk and tipsy, the whole courtyard exposed at the start.

Gao Feng's face turned pale; he couldn't understand it at all.

A harmonica alone was all it took to get to Saihanba?

Zhao Weiguo swallowed hard and gave a wry smile.

"Brother Gao Feng, I know about this, but it's not convenient for me to tell you. Zhang Hongqi originally wanted to frame you, and if Zhang Dabiao hadn't realized something was wrong, you would have been dragged into it."

"I later found out that Zhang Hongqi stole the harmonica that Mu Wanqing had given to Zhang Dabiao and then destroyed it."

"Zhang Dabiao reported it to the police. It should have just been a theft, but the school and the ministry, because of the textbook construction issue, considered it as sabotaging the national textbook construction, and the result was very serious."

"To avoid him going to jail and having a criminal record, the Zhang family had no choice but to apply to plant trees in Saihanba! And it wasn't just a leave of absence; it was a direct expulsion from school..."

The two exchanged a glance, their backs soaked with cold sweat.

Zhang Dabiao is practically a killer of privileged kids!

Anyone who offended Zhang Dabiao would be either executed or sentenced to life imprisonment if they didn't have connections, while those with connections would be exiled to Saihanba to endure the sandstorms.

Moreover, both of them went to Saihanba because they offended Mu Wanqing or stole things from her.

Mu Wanqing is a femme fatale who should not be touched.

Anyone who dares to harbor ill intentions towards her will suffer a terrible fate.

At this moment, Zhao Weiguo remembered some things and told Gao Feng, Tian Yiming, and the nine brothers from the compound who were still squatting around.

The major usury case started because Mu Wanqing's classmate, Ye Liangshen, planned to harm her, but Zhang Dabiao saw through his plan. Ye Liangshen was executed, as was the usurer, Master Ma. Ye Liangshen's mother, seeking revenge, attacked Mu Wanqing, but Zhang Dabiao took the blow for her, and then Ye Liangshen's mother was executed...

Some of the children from the compound couldn't squat and plopped down on the ground. Tian Yiming's legs were shaking uncontrollably. He grabbed Zhao Weiguo's collar, gritted his teeth, and growled in a low voice—

Why didn't you say so sooner?

Why didn't you say so sooner?

"Did you deliberately delay telling me sooner?"

"You should have said so earlier!"

"you……"

Zhao Weiguo explained helplessly, "Tian Yiming, don't be ungrateful! I rushed up to you and said I was trying to save you! You even kicked me, have you forgotten?"

"..."

Then, Tian Yiming looked at Gao Feng. He had provoked Zhang Dabiao and Mu Wanqing to save Gao Feng's face, and Zhao Weiguo had been kicked away by him when he tried to stop him. Who the hell was he to blame?

Tian Yiming cried again...

Gao Feng and Zhao Weiguo looked at him and sighed helplessly.

What a terrible thing to do! They deserve it!

Zhao Weiguo wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Brother Feng, we need to get everyone in the industry together for a meeting when we get back."

"From now on, if anyone dares to mess with Zhang Dabiao and Mu Wanqing in Beijing, I'll break their legs first!"

Gao Feng agreed wholeheartedly and nodded repeatedly.

The two completely abandoned any thought of challenging Zhang Dabiao, and were filled with nothing but awe.

Zhang Dabiao's fighting prowess is off the charts. He took on 13 opponents at the steel mill, 17 or 18 at the Beijing Art Academy, and 10 at the Shichahai ice rink, even breaking the ice. He's practically inhuman. And supposedly, he survived being in Houhai Lake for over ten hours with a knife in his chest—he's incredibly tough, even the King of Hell wouldn't dare take him!

Zhang Dabiao's background—while not exactly high-ranking, he was still a key figure of interest to the relevant ministries.

Zhang Dabiao's cunning and shrewdness were something these self-proclaimed clever second-generation rich kids could only dream of.

Forget it, I won't compare myself to him. They can't even compete with the money in other banks. I'm desperate.

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Once things were settled at the police station, Tian Gang acted swiftly and immediately called back to the compound to make arrangements.

The parents of the other nine children from the compound also expressed their willingness to bring out old items from their homes as an apology.

Everyone knows in their hearts that losing money is better than losing a lot of money.

If the Ministry of Foreign Trade, the Ministry of Light Industry, and the Ministry of Food Industry were to jointly expose this matter, none of them would be able to escape the consequences.

In addition, Tian Gang needed to send someone to Shichahai to retrieve the money; otherwise, losing a gun would be difficult for him to explain to his superiors. Zhang Dabiao didn't concern himself with these matters and was unlikely to find it.

Seeing that the matter was settled, Zhang Dabiao patted his behind and stood up.

Chen Guangliang saw Zhang Dabiao off at the door.

Director Wang pulled Zhang Dabiao aside and gave him a few words of advice.

"Da Biao, you should go to the ice rink less often these days, so as not to cause any more trouble."

"You're our precious darling in Nanluoguxiang now; any bump or scratch would be a major loss."

Of course, this was a bit of an exaggeration, and it was meant for Tian Gang to hear, to dissuade them from seeking revenge.

How could I dare to retaliate?

If Zhang Dabiao gets into trouble, or if he reveals the gun again, the Tian family is in serious trouble, but Tian Yiming is definitely doomed!

Today, Director Chen, Director Zhao, and Aunt Wang from the street office all cooperated with him, and he was very satisfied with the compensation, so naturally he had to give Aunt Wang face. Zhang Dabiao agreed with a smile.

Push open the door of the police station.

Mu Wanqing, He Yushui, and Qin Jingru were standing outside in the snow, stamping their feet to keep warm. They refused to go to the office to wait.

Zhang Dabiao walked over, took off the military overcoat the police station had given him, and draped it over Mu Wanqing. Then the four young men rode away from Jiaodaokou on their sidecar motorcycles, looking quite dashing.

Only a group of children from high-ranking families were left trembling in the police station.

In the afternoon, the Tian family and the other nine families from the compound acted extremely quickly.

In order to quell Zhang Dabiao's anger and mitigate the damage.

Each family pulled out all their treasured antiques and paintings.

It filled an entire Jiefang brand truck. Someone was sent to the alley entrance to find Zhang Dabiao and ask where to put it.

So Zhang Dabiao rode his sidecar motorcycle to find Lao Jin, and then led the way with the truck to the teahouse in Lishuiqiao Village, where the location was large and more secluded.

More than an hour later, late at night, military trucks rumbled into the courtyard of the teahouse. It was far from the nearby village, and no one would come to ask about military matters so late at night.

Safety!

Uncle Youcheng was there guarding the gate with his hunting rifle and black dog. Qin Dashan was also on duty today. The people from Qinjiatun took turns coming over, partly to watch over the grain and partly to take care of Uncle Youcheng.

Seeing Zhang Dabiao arrive on a motorcycle, they relaxed their guard.

Qin Dashan, Lao Jin, and the others looked at the load of goods in the truck behind them, their eyelids twitching.

They quickly opened the teahouse room excluding the food area.

They moved all the antiques and paintings inside one by one and put them away properly.

This scene looks like the police station raided the home of some powerful warlord.

It took more than an hour to completely unload the goods, and then the truck went back. Old Jin will have to stay here and work overtime for the next two days to help Zhang Dabiao inspect the goods.

Zhang Dabiao stood in a room filled with antiques, looking at the bottles and jars scattered on the floor and the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls.

I picked up a scroll at random and unfolded it to take a look.

Tang Yin's signature was clearly printed on it.

Then Da Biao's eyes lit up!

This compensation—

It smells so good!