Old Deng awakens: He starts by eliminating the yoga pants in the county town!

"Have you got gutter oil in your brain?!"

Lin Dawei pointed at Zhang Dahai's nose and started cursing.

"Is she showing concern? She's just seeing that you, Zhang Dahai, have sprouted new shoots and is preparing to squeeze more money out of you!"

Zhang Dahai shrank back after being scolded, but still stubbornly refused to admit it.

"But...but she sent a crying voice message today, it sounded really pitiful."

"Crying? You believe crocodile tears?!"

Lin Dawei grabbed Zhang Dahai by the collar of his apron and lifted him off the stool.

"If a scammer runs away and then comes back to find you, there are only two possibilities."

"First, seeing that your shop is open again, they think they can still squeeze money out of you. In a few days, they'll definitely make up another excuse to borrow money from you in an emergency!"

"Secondly, to keep you calm, in case you realize what's happening and call the police to arrest her!"

"You pig, you expect someone to work for you and pay you back?"

"If she really wanted to pay you back, she could just transfer the money directly. Why bother with all this nonsense!"

Zhang Dahai's eyes widened, and his lips trembled.

He was just deceiving himself all along, and after being scolded by Lin Dawei, his illusions were completely shattered.

"Lin...Brother Lin...I was wrong."

Zhang Dahai deflated like a punctured balloon, slumping back onto the plastic stool with a thud, covering his face with his hands.

"I just really wanted to get that money back... I really didn't want to put any more money into it."

Lin Dawei released his grip and flicked his wrist in disgust.

"Remember what you said today. If I find you entangled with that woman again, I will never interfere in your life or death again!"

"Understood! I'll block her right away and never talk to her again!"

Zhang Dahai slapped himself hard across the face, then took out his phone in front of Lin Dawei and deleted the woman's WeChat account with trembling fingers.

The fat man finally came to his senses.

Lin Dawei, too lazy to say anything more, threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, turned around and walked out of the stir-fry restaurant.

The night breeze brought a slight chill to my skin.

Lin Dawei took out his phone, which had been switched off, from his pocket and pressed the power button.

The screen had been lit for less than two seconds.

A barrage of missed call alerts and text message notifications kept going off like crazy.

They all belong to Li Ying.

Lin Dawei casually clicked on a text message.

[Lin Dawei! Where are you now? It's been almost half an hour!]

Next is the second one.

[You even dare to turn off your phone! Even if you hide to the ends of the earth, this is never over!]

[You've ruined Chen Jianjun's job; come over here immediately and apologize!]

Lin Dawei turned off his phone screen and casually put it back in his pocket.

This woman is so self-righteous it's laughable.

Lin Dawei hailed a taxi on the street and headed straight for his old neighborhood.

After getting off the bus, I turned into the tree-lined path of the residential area.

From afar, a Volkswagen Magotan could be seen parked in front of the dimly lit building entrance.

There were two people standing next to the Magotan.

Today, Li Ying wore a high-quality silk shirt, paired with high-waisted wide-leg pants, and carried a designer handbag.

There were many mosquitoes on the summer night, and she clearly disliked the dilapidated environment.

While impatiently stomping his heels on the cement floor, he used the back of his hand to swat away flying insects, his eyebrows furrowed, his face full of condescending disdain.

Chen Jianjun stood beside her, puffing on a cigarette, which made him look rather greasy.

Hearing footsteps coming from the intersection, the two turned around at the same time.

"Lin Dawei!"

Li Ying's temper flared up the moment she saw him.

She stormed over in her high heels, launching into a barrage of accusations.

"You finally decided to show your face? I thought you were going to be a coward for the rest of your life!"

Li Ying tried hard to suppress her tone, maintaining a slightly higher pitch through her nostrils.

"Look what you've done!"

"Are you out of your mind? You're willing to ruin your own family's livelihood just to act all high and mighty in front of others?"

Lin Dawei stopped and casually put his hands in his pockets.

His tall, broad body exuded an undeniable sense of pressure as he quietly gazed at the woman with whom he had shared a bed for many years.

Wait until she finishes speaking.

"My family?"

Lin Dawei read those three words aloud, his tone filled with undisguised mockery.

"Li Ying, are you going through early menopause? Is your memory failing you?"

"Now you consider me one of your own?"

He glanced at Chen Jianjun, then turned to examine Li Ying more closely.

She has a shapely figure and a fair complexion. Although she shows signs of aging, she has clearly put a lot of effort into maintaining her appearance.

She used to look much younger than Lin Dawei, but now they seem to be a better match.

Unlike her younger sister Li Luo, her makeup was heavier, and her eyes and brows had an aggressive edge that overshadowed her beauty, leaving only a harsh look.

I remember when she was young, she used to act coquettishly.

Lin Dawei sighed.

"Stop giving me that nonsense!"

Li Ying wouldn't listen at all.

"If Jianjun hadn't asked someone to look after you, would you even be able to get any fares in the county town with that beat-up car?"

"Not only are you ungrateful, but you actually dared to bully Jianjun at the dinner party by acting as that Zhao Shao's lackey! Do you know that the factory manager even issued a suspension notice to Jianjun today?!"

Li Ying's chest heaved violently with anger, her eyes filled with condescending command.

"Lin Dawei, I'm putting my words here today."

"Call the factory manager right now and explain the quota issue clearly! Save Jianjun's job!"

"If you dare say no, I'll go to your daughter's school tomorrow and tell Lin Xiaoyu that she has a father who's a treacherous lackey and an ungrateful wretch!"

Hearing the last sentence.

Lin Dawei's originally calm gaze instantly darkened.

Like a demon crawling out of hell, it exudes an extremely dangerous aura.

That sudden surge of rage sent a chill down Li Ying's spine, and the words she wanted to say stuck in her throat.

Seeing this, Chen Jianjun threw away the cigarette butt in his hand and quickly walked over.

He subconsciously hid his left hand behind his back.

"Lin Dawei, Yingying is just angry."

Chen Jianjun tried to adopt the demeanor of a workshop leader he used to have.

But the moment he met Lin Dawei's piercing eyes, he shuddered and his aura instantly weakened.

"Yesterday at the Royal Dynasty Hotel, everyone there was a prominent figure in the county."

"You're just throwing a tantrum because Zhao Shao is drunk. I'm not going to stoop to your level."

Chen Jianjun swallowed hard, his tone both soft and firm, his words full of attempts to whitewash the situation.

"But the three million quota for Hongyun Factory is not something a low-level driver like you can decide casually."

"Let's all compromise. You should go and apologize to Young Master Zhao and get the factory manager to rescind the punishment. Then we can consider this matter closed."

Lin Dawei laughed when he heard this.

The low laughter sounded particularly jarring here.

He slowly withdrew his hand and took a step forward.

Startled, Chen Jianjun took a half-step back and crashed into the Magotan with a loud thud.

"Director Chen."

Lin Dawei turned his head slightly, his gaze as if looking at trash.

"How did you tell your ex-wife?"

"Just tell her that I was just using someone else's influence at the dinner party?"

Lin Dawei suddenly stretched out his right hand and grabbed Chen Jianjun by the back of the neck!

His thick arm muscles suddenly bulged, and he pulled Chen Jianjun hard in front of him!

The force was so great that Chen Jianjun was almost lifted off the ground, powerless to resist, and unable to even catch his breath.

"Let go! What are you doing!"

Li Ying screamed in fright and reached out to grab Lin Dawei's arm.

Lin Dawei didn't even look at her, casually waving his left arm.

The irresistible force sent Li Ying flying three steps away, nearly twisting her ankle in her high heels.

"Last night."

Lin Dawei stared at Chen Jianjun's face, which was covered in cold sweat.

"The thing you did, kneeling on the carpet like a dog in the private room, begging me for a drink."

"Didn't you tell your wife?"

As soon as those words were spoken...

Chen Jianjun's face turned deathly pale, as white as a dead person's paper.

His eyes were filled with panic as he desperately tried to break free from Lin Dawei's iron grip, his lips trembling violently.

"You're talking nonsense! You're spouting rubbish! Who...who knelt before you!"

Li Ying, who was standing next to her, was completely stunned.

kneel?

Chen Jianjun kneels before this good-for-nothing?

"Jianjun..."

Li Ying stared at the man leaning against the car door, her face filled with disbelief and her voice trembling.

"What did he mean? What exactly happened yesterday?"

Lin Dawei released his hand and wiped his palm on his trouser leg in disgust, as if he had touched something dirty.

"It seems Director Chen kept it a secret quite well."