Name: My father is Zhao Dehan, and I hope he will become a dragon!

"Dog System!"

Zhao Chongming cursed inwardly, but quickly stopped himself—this thing was now his only lifeline.

He stood on the street, his mind racing.

Where is the villa?

In the TV series, Hou Liangping directly escorted Zhao Dehan there, and the scene then shifted to the luxurious villa filled with cash.

But in reality, no one gave him directions!

He closed his eyes, desperately trying to recall fragments of the original owner's memories...

It was a cloudy day, and his father was driving an old electric car, taking him to the outskirts of the city.

Then, we entered the villa.

At first, I thought it was someone else inviting my father over as a guest.

But there was nobody there that day.

He stayed at the villa for a day. His father's familiarity with the villa impressed him, and he also saw the walls built with money.

At the time, I even thought to myself, "Rich people really love to show off."

It matches perfectly, it matches perfectly!

Having just transmigrated, the original owner's memories in this body have not been fully absorbed.

Upon arriving at the villa, Zhao Dehan, unusually, showed a smile and said, "Chongming, Dad didn't leave you much in this life except this house. I'll transfer it to you after you get married."

At the time, he thought it was a joke—where would a section chief who eats noodles with soybean paste every day and rides a bicycle to work get a villa?

Looking back now, I realize, Dad, you worked so hard to amass so much wealth, but you didn't dare spend it. You could have given it to me!

"A rose garden...yes, a rose garden!"

Zhao Chongming suddenly opened his eyes.

Located in the northwest of Beijing, surrounded by the Yanshan and Taihang Mountains, this auspicious location, situated at the heart of a higher education area, has been a top choice for imperial families for over 600 years, spanning the Jin, Yuan, Ming, and Qing dynasties. Nearby attractions include the Badaling Great Wall, the Ming Tombs Scenic Area, Mangshan National Forest Park, the Ming Tombs Reservoir, and the Beijing-Miyun Canal.

"Rose Garden Villa District, Beijing, Building B17!"

He flagged down a Xiali car: "Driver, Rose Garden, quick! Extra money!"

The driver glanced at him and said, "Young man, you have to make a reservation in advance to take a taxi to the Rose Garden. The security guards at the gate won't let you in."

"I have a property owner's card!"

Zhao Chongming made it up on the spot.

"Are you kidding? Just because you don't have a homeowner's card doesn't mean you can't find a way to jump in yourself!"

The 200 million in cash is still there, but the system clearly states that he must personally access the embezzled funds to trigger the "funds laundering channel".

If Hou Liangping finds the villa first... and catches him red-handed, his father is finished, and he'll be finished too.

As the car drove towards the western suburbs, Zhao Chongming clenched his fists, his nails digging into his palms.

Just then, the Nokia 3310 suddenly started vibrating.

Two words appeared on the screen: Yao Yao.

He frowned, but answered anyway.

"Zhao Chongming!"

The voice on the other end of the phone was shrill: "Seven o'clock sharp! It's 7:08 now! Where are you? Blue Moon Restaurant, I'm sitting here like an idiot! Are you coming or not? My best friend and I have already finished eating, aren't you going to come and pay up?"

Zhao Chongming stared at the locust trees rushing past the window, his tone indifferent: "I'm not coming."

"What did you say?"

I said—get lost.

"Click!" He hung up immediately.

On the other end of the phone, in a private room at a Western restaurant.

Yao Yao turned pale with anger and slammed her phone heavily on the table.

"How dare he hang up on me?" Her voice trembled. "What is Zhao Chongming? No education, no family background, he just relies on his father's money!"

Her best friend, Lin Wei, sighed and whispered, "Yaoyao, don't be angry...maybe he had an emergency?"

"Is it urgent?"

Yao Yao sneered, "Young Master Zhang just texted me, saying he's treating me to dinner at 'Genting Peak' tonight. He drives a Porsche 911! And Zhao Chongming? He doesn't even have a proper job, just lazing around all day!"

Lin Wei said, "Then, then, should we have Young Master Zhang pay the bill?"

As she spoke, Lin Wei glanced at the table full of lobsters and abalone.

These cost a lot of money.

"I understand!" Yao Yao nodded and picked up the phone again: "Hello, Young Master Zhang, this is Yao Yao, this is Blue Moon..."

The phone hangs up.

Yao Yao looked a little confused: "Young Master Zhang, you said you were a bit busy!"

"Should we call Zhao Chongming again?" Lin Wei asked.

Yao Yao nodded and said, "Okay!"

The call was disconnected.

"Zhao Chongming!" Yao Yao exclaimed angrily.

Lin Wei's expression also changed slightly.

This meal must cost at least 1,800, right?

The taxi was parked outside the Rose Garden gate.

Zhao Chongming casually tossed a hundred-yuan bill to the driver.

Sure enough, the security guard stopped the car: "Only homeowners are allowed in. Visitors must register and be confirmed by the homeowner."

Zhao Chongming jumped out of the car and lowered his voice: "I am Zhao Dehan's son from Building B17, oh..."

The security guard looked him over suspiciously, then saw the stack of hundred-yuan bills Zhao Chongming had given him and was stunned: "This..."

It's at least a thousand yuan.

A thousand dollars in 07 was not a small amount.

"good!"

The security guard immediately nodded and waved for them to pass.

Zhao Chongming breathed a sigh of relief and strode towards Building B17.

At this moment, Zhao Chongming also calmed down.

Hou Liangping won't be coming anytime soon.

According to the plot logic, Hou Liangping would first search the Zhao family's old house, then the office, and finally arrive at the villa.

He took out the three search warrants one by one.

To be honest, Hou Liangping's actions were simply suffocating.

Knowing about this villa and the money stored here, you can simply bring the person to the villa, identify them on the spot, close the chain of evidence, and the case can be closed in a day.

However, Hou Liangping refused.

They had to start the search from inside the house.

After searching the house, they moved on to search the office.

Finally, there's this villa.

His smug, arrogant demeanor makes one wonder if Zhao Dehan is truly clean.

Seeing that no one was around.

Zhao Chongming felt much more relaxed and had the mind to think about other issues.

Is Hou Liangping truly a despicable person, or is the actor simply bad at acting?

Zhao Chongming believes it is the latter.

After all, if an actor can portray Zhuge Liang as a submissive wife, how can you expect him to play such an unlikable character well?

However, to be fair, the actors' poor acting skills and pretentiousness actually created a strange chemistry.

It vividly illustrates what it means for a petty person to gain power, what it means to be arrogant and aloof, and what it means to be out of touch with reality.

Hou Liangping, he's absolutely amazing!

Hou Liangping, you will pay the price for your pretentiousness.

He pushed open the iron gate; the courtyard was deserted, clearly uninhabited for a long time. But he knew the real "treasure" was hidden inside the house.

He rushed into the living room and headed straight for the kitchen—the refrigerator was still there.

Open the refrigerator.

I saw stacks of banknotes.

Next, under the bed, in the ceiling, in the hidden compartments of the bookcase...

Piled up like mountains.

Like a silent tomb, it filled this villa that should have been cozy.

Zhao Chongming squatted on the ground, his fingers trembling as he ran his fingers over the bundles of crisp new hundred-yuan bills. He then mentally asked the system, "System, do I need to touch these banknotes myself?"

Touching it by hand would be exhausting.

System: "Just get within twenty meters of the host!"