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

Did you report it to the police?

Chen Zaiming shook his head, lowering his voice slightly, "Brother, it's not a good idea to report this to the police. That person tricked me into going to Shenzhen under the guise of smuggling electrical appliances. If I report it to the police, they'll first ask me why I was tricked. Then, if that person gets arrested and the money is recovered, I'll have to go in with him!"

Chen Zaiguang's brows furrowed. He knew Chen Zaiming's concerns, of course. These days, speculation and profiteering were strictly controlled. Although there had been reform and opening up, it would take time for the policies to be implemented at the local level. Moreover, smuggling was a crime there.

If you run into a serious police officer, not only will you not get your money back, but you'll also end up in jail.

Chen Xianfu slammed the cigarette pack on the coffee table. The pack bounced up and fell back down with a dull thud. "That's why I said you're as stupid as a pig. For such a big thing, you didn't even bother to ask a few of your brothers before you dared to take the money and run off to Shenzhen on your own."

"You're his father! He should be telling you about his profitable business and helping you get rich. Now look what's happened, 50,000 yuan has gone down the drain!"

"Xianfu, don't say that. No matter how clear it is, he was just thinking that others could make some money, and he wanted to get a share. Who would have thought that there are all kinds of people in society?" Zheng Ling tried to defend her eldest son.

"A doting mother spoils her son. It's because of a mother like you that he was deceived by someone," Chen Xianfu said, taking his anger out on his wife as soon as she spoke.

"Second Uncle, I don't like what you're saying. What do you mean by 'a doting mother spoils her son'? Even if she was clearly deceived, is that what Ah Ling wanted? You can't blame everything on your wife," Huang Lanzhi said, speaking up for her sister-in-law.

Seeing his sister-in-law speak, Chen Xianfu remained silent and smoked. Old Mrs. Wei Shufen straightened up from her recliner, her cane tapping on the ground. "Stop arguing, Zai Guang. You decide what to do."

The main room quieted down, and everyone's eyes fell on Chen Zaiguang's face. He walked to the coffee table, picked up the phone, and without looking through the phone book, skillfully dialed a number. After a few rings, the other end answered.

"Brother Bingkun, are you home? Come over, I need to talk to you about something," Chen Zaiguang said, hanging up the phone and turning to Chen Zaiming. "That pepper, where did you meet him? What's his relationship with the person who took you to Shenzhen?"

At this point, Chen Zaiming stopped hiding it and told the whole truth: "I met Hu Jiao at a card table in town. We would get together every now and then to play cards. The wins and losses weren't significant; the main thing was to get acquainted with him."

"That person was brought by Pepper. He said he knew a big brother in the county town who had connections everywhere. He made a fortune in the electronics business in Shenzhen and even helped Pepper earn a lot."

"That time, Pepper specially invited him over, saying he wanted to help the brothers in town get rich together."

"Bringing the brothers to get rich together? Heh," Chen Zaiguang sneered, "It's more like leading you to your deaths."

"What's that person's name?"

"Hu Jiao just calls him Brother Kun, I don't know his real name," Chen Zaiming said, leaving everyone speechless. You don't even know his name, yet you dared to run to Shenzhen with him carrying 50,000 yuan. The fact that you came back alive is a testament to his mercy.

The old house gate was pushed open, and Huang Bingkun walked in with a flashlight in his hand. Although streetlights had been installed on the main roads of the village, Huang Bingkun still habitually carried a flashlight when he went out at night, partly because he needed it when walking through alleys, and partly for self-defense.

These days, flashlights are long, metal tubes filled with four or five batteries. Holding one in your hand feels like holding a short stick, and hitting someone on the head with it wouldn't be pleasant.

"Auntie, Uncle Xiangui, Aunt Lanzhi," Huang Bingkun greeted as he entered. Chen Zailong pulled up a chair for him, and Huang Bingkun sat down and asked Chen Zaiguang, "Zaiguang, what do you want?"

Chen Zaiguang didn't rush to speak. Instead, he picked up a cigarette box, handed it to Chen Zaiming, lit it, and then began to tell him about how Chen Zaiming had been scammed.

Huang Bingkun frowned and thought for a moment, then said, "My brother-in-law did mention Pepper to me. When the company was recruiting, Pepper wanted to use my brother-in-law's connections to get into the demolition team. After I inquired about his character, I didn't let him in."

"As for that 'Brother Kun' that Zaiming mentioned, I've never heard of such a person. I'll have someone go to Jiping tomorrow to inquire about him," Huang Bingkun said, looking at Chen Zaiguang. "Zaiguang, what are you planning to do about this? Will you take legal action, or will you just get the money back and teach him a lesson?"

"We can't go through official channels. This involves the smuggling of electrical appliances, and even if you're honest, you might get caught up in it," Chen Zaiguang shook his head. Huang Bingkun understood. "Okay, I know what to do."

Huang Bingkun is now a big shot in Nanshan District thanks to Huaxing Real Estate. Moreover, he is reliable and steady. In Jiping Town, everyone in the underworld knows Huang Bingkun. Having him in charge is neither too ostentatious nor does it make him too intimidating.

next day

Huang Bingkun drove to the construction site of the residential complex. As soon as he entered the site office, he saw his brother-in-law Wang Wenxi and several of his underlings slumped on the sofa smoking. There were leftover tea eggs and soy milk on the coffee table, which were obviously bought from a stall outside the construction site.

When Huang Bingkun pushed open the door and walked in, the group all stood up and called out "Brother Bingkun." Huang Bingkun walked to the sofa, sat down, and waved for them to sit down as well. After lighting a cigarette, he said to them, "Today, you guys go to Jiping's place and find a guy named Pepper. Find out what kind of guy that is and see who he's been associating with lately."

"Pepper," Wang Wenxi heard the name and asked his brother-in-law, "Brother-in-law, why are you looking for this Pepper? Did he offend you?"

"He didn't offend me, but he offended the big boss of Guangdong Company. Last night, Guang called me over to his house to talk about something. You guys go and find out what this pepper is all about, then come back and report to me," Huang Bingkun said, taking out a stack of banknotes from his pocket and throwing them on the coffee table, gesturing for the men to take them.

The group immediately beamed with joy. Who wouldn't be happy to get money so early in the morning? Huang Bingkun cautioned, "Don't alert him too much. This kid set up a scheme to swindle 50,000 yuan from Zai Ming. We need to find out more about him so we can make him pay it back with interest."

"This two thousand dollars is for you to use as capital to gamble with that pepper guy, not for you to pocket."

Hehehe!

The group burst into laughter. Wang Wenxi immediately assured him, "Brother-in-law, don't worry. That kid Pepper has a death wish. He even dared to swindle money from President Chen's cousin. Once we find out his background, we'll beat him so badly his own mother won't recognize him."

"Go ahead, but be careful not to say anything that scare the kid away."

"Understood, mission accomplished!"