Returning wealthy individuals develop their hometowns and become rich in the 1980s

"No...oh no, a lot of people are coming, and they're all heading towards our house aggressively!"

As soon as Lin Yanshi finished speaking, the courtyard gate was kicked open. Chen Zaixing walked in front, holding a baseball bat upside down in his hand. The cuffs of his white shirt were rolled up to his elbows, revealing the strong muscles on his forearms.

Behind him followed Chen Zailong, Chen Zailian, and others, and behind them was a dense crowd of Chen clan members, completely blocking the entrance to the courtyard.

Lin Haitao was so frightened that he dropped his chopsticks. Lin Haixi had just picked up the porridge bowl when her hand trembled, and half a bowl of porridge spilled onto the table. The two children were also frightened and cried loudly. Lin Huangshi hugged her son and backed away, screaming in fright.

"What are you doing? This is my house! What do you want?" Lin Haitao shouted, trying to intimidate the menacing Chen family.

Dressed in a black suit, Chen Zaiguang pointed at Lin Haitao, revealing a gold Rolex watch on his wrist, and expressionlessly shouted to his clansmen, "Smash it!"

Chen Zailian was the first to swing his baseball bat and knock the mahogany dining table, which was full of soy milk and fried dough sticks, askew. The food on the table was scattered all over the floor. The Chen clan members behind him rushed in. Lin Haitao, who tried to stop them, was kicked to the ground and was then surrounded and kicked around like a football.

The man who rushed into the living room, upon seeing the mahogany benches and coffee tables, brandished his short stick and unleashed a "tyrant's sweeping" attack. Whether it was mahogany or nanmu, it would all be rendered useless today.

The Japanese-style color TV that Lin Haitao had smuggled in was now pierced through the screen with a short stick, like a chopstick poking through tofu. Even the incandescent light bulb on his wall was smashed by someone with an ashtray, causing the bulb socket to fall off.

"I fucking told you to paint the walls white," Chen Rongping said, holding a box of ink, the brand-name "Hero," and started splattering it on the white wall. His cousin, Chen Rongqi, laughed and cursed, "You idiot, you'll squander a whole box of ink like that. Go get a bucket, dilute it with water, and pour it over the wall with a ladle."

"Oh, oh, oh," Chen Rongping thought to himself, and immediately put down the ink box, picked up the stick and went into the bathroom. When he saw that Lin Haitao had even installed a toilet seat, he was furious. He picked up the toilet seat cover and smashed it on the ground, breaking it into two pieces.

Even the mirror installed in the toilet was smashed by Chen Rongping with a stick. He carried a half-filled iron bucket to the living room, unscrewed the ink box, poured it all in, stirred it with a water ladle, and began to splash it like watering vegetables in a field.

The cedar door panel was smashed with a large hole, the window glass was shattered one by one, and even the floor tiles were cracked one by one with an iron spike, showing that they had no intention of leaving Lin Haitao with a complete home.

Lin Yan sat on the ground, wailing and slapping her thighs. Lin Haixi, like his elder brother, had also been kicked so badly that his wife, Lin Huangshi, didn't even recognize him.

The group of nearly three hundred men quickly ransacked the two Western-style buildings. Chen Zaiguang instructed them that smashing and looting was allowed, but they were not allowed to ransack the place or take any money without permission.

When the Chen clan members had smashed everything they could and started venting their anger on the dishes in the kitchen, Chen Zaiguang finally stopped them. He walked to the living room, sat on a mahogany bench with one armrest broken, and coldly looked at Lin Haitao, who was slumped on the ground.

"Lin Haitao, you swindled 140,000 yuan from my third brother's wife. Did you think the Chen family couldn't do anything to you?" Chen Zaiguang crossed his legs, smoking a cigarette as he looked down at Lin Haitao. "Where's the money?"

"You are simply bandits! You smashed up my house! I'm going to report this to the police! I must report this to the police!" Lin Haitao cried as he pointed at Chen Zaiguang.

"Go report it. I'm waiting for you to report it. Let's see when the police come and arrest you two brothers or all two hundred of us." Chen Zaiguang looked at Lin Haitao with disdain. "You don't think you can spend this money with a clear conscience just because you swindled it. Tsk tsk, building such a nice mansion and decorating it so extravagantly, you must have spent a lot of money."

"Tell me, how much of the 140,000 is left?"

"I've already agreed with Ruiqing that the borrowed money will be used to operate the sand quarry. We haven't misappropriated a single penny; it's all been invested in the sand quarry," Lin Haitao insisted stubbornly.

"Bullshit!" Chen Zaixing cursed. "I called Director Feng of the Industry and Commerce Bureau first thing this morning. Sand quarry? Sand quarry my ass! What kind of person do you think you are to run this private sand quarry? You think you can fool us like we're some kind of 'third sister-in-law'?"

"Let me tell you, if you don't hand over the rest of the money today, I'll make sure you end up limping in jail!"

Seeing that his lie had been exposed, Lin Haitao immediately changed his story, "We never borrowed any money from Ruiqing. You don't even have an IOU, yet you try to frame us. If you have the guts, kill us. Otherwise, we'll take it all the way to the city and we'll never let you get away with this!"

"Oh my! Hehehe," Chen Zaixing chuckled, then looked at his second brother, Chen Zaisheng, who had been keeping a straight face. "Second brother, he's going to report us to the city authorities! I'm so scared!"

"Hahaha!"

The surrounding Chen clan members all burst into laughter. Chen Zaisheng took out Lin Ruiqing's accounting notebook and the withdrawal records from his briefcase, and said coldly to Lin Haitao, "Keep making excuses. I'll take you to the police station later and show all of this to the police officers. Let's see if they believe your foul mouth or the bank's withdrawal records."

Lin Haitao and Lin Haixi exchanged a glance. It turned out that Lin Ruiqing was still on guard and had made a record of everything. Lin Haixi gestured to his brother, meaning: Why don't we just return the rest of the money to them and settle this matter first? We can report it to the police later and say that Chen Zaiguang and his gang committed burglary.

Lin Haitao clearly understood his younger brother's meaning. Well, like father, like son. He pretended to be helpless and said, "Fine, you win. I, Lin Haitao, admit defeat today. I've put the money in the third drawer of the wardrobe in the master bedroom on the second floor. Go get it yourselves."

Chen Zaisheng shook his head, pointed at Lin Haitao, and said, "It's not us who's going to get it; you go get it yourself!"

Seeing that Chen Zaisheng and the others weren't falling for his tricks, Lin Haitao wanted to say a few more polite words, but Chen Zaisheng pointed to Lin Haixi and said, "You go and get the rest of your money. Zaiju, you go with him."

Chen Zaiju, who had been holding a black DV camera since the start of the questioning, nodded without speaking after hearing his second brother Chen Zaisheng's words, but the camera continued to record the actions of the two brothers, Lin Haitao and Lin Haixi.

Lin Haixi had no idea what the bright red thing in the man's hand was. He had never seen anything like it before, and he would never know that it could record their conversation verbatim, which would become important evidence in court.