Ice is not averse to deception

To save money, Sun Bing bought a green train ticket, which was a standing ticket.

They thought they could just bear the journey of over 300 kilometers, but they didn't expect that the stopover alone would take more than three hours. The two of them stood on the train for half a day before finally arriving in Yanji.

Wu Dayong used the excuse of answering a call from a "client" to successfully get Sun Bing, the sucker, to pay for a hotel.

I slept until the afternoon of the next day.

"Hello, this is Sun Bing. We've arrived in Yanji and are on the train..."

Yanji has two train stations, a north station and a south station. Sun Bing wasn't sure, so he asked Wu Dayong for help. Wu Dayong pointed south, and Sun Bing continued, "We're currently in a hotel near the south train station."

Sun Bing left in a hurry without contacting Zheng Jie in advance, catching him off guard.

"I'm busy right now, so please settle in first. I'll come find you when I'm done."

"How long? We... Bingyuan is okay, right?" Sun Bing touched the wallet in his pocket. He also wanted to finish Zhang Defa's funeral as soon as possible so that he could get news about Bingyuan and get back on his feet.

"Ice source?"

Zheng Jie felt that his previous judgment was quite accurate. Sun Bing seemed to be a little slow on the uptake, and he was about to ask her what was going on.

Unexpectedly, Wu Dayong snatched the phone away.

"Just tell us how long it will take to finish. We have our own things to do and don't have time to waste with you."

Already in a bad mood, Wu Dayong was further delayed by the funeral arrangements, so how could he possibly maintain a good attitude?

"I don't know what you mean by 'ice source,' but I won't let you work for nothing. Zhang Defa left an inheritance before he passed away, and I'll give it to you then."

heritage?

Upon hearing this, Wu Dayong was taken aback at first, then his expression turned mocking: "It's not just a pile of scrap metal, is it?"

Upon hearing the other person's words, Zheng Jie couldn't help but smile: "If I had to use one word to describe these legacies, I could only think of 'precious'."

Hearing a cold snort from the other party, Zheng Jie continued, "You guys settle in first. I'll take you to Zhang Defa's studio when I'm done. It's not far from where you are, on Fuchun Street."

Fuchun Street?

heritage?

Upon hearing this name, Wu Dayong's face flushed red, and he felt a surge of hot blood churning within him.

  

Although he didn't know much about Yanji, Wu Dayong knew that Fuchun Street was the city's most bustling commercial street. To have his own studio there…

Could it be that Zhang Defa has really made a fortune?

After hanging up the phone, Wu Dayong was completely unsettled. Perhaps influenced by his understanding of fraud psychology, the first thought that popped into his mind was: if he could keep all the inheritance, wouldn't that solve all the problems?

What debt! What outstanding payment!

Even the dowry for the wedding might be covered!

It really was fate. This trip to Yanji was originally out of necessity, but now it seems that it was a perfect example of good fortune coming to those who are lucky.

He was already laughing inwardly, but when he saw Sun Bing's somewhat surprised expression, Wu Dayong immediately became serious.

"From now on, let me handle things with my godfather. I have more connections than you, so it will be easier for me to deal with many things," Wu Dayong said with a "sad" expression.

"Huh?" Sun Bing didn't react for a moment.

Wu Dayong waved his hand: "Stop talking. Zhang Defa is also my godfather. People should know how to be grateful."

Sun Bing... is still very pleased.

Previously, he always felt that Wu Dayong was intelligent, courageous, and loyal, and was a very successful businessman. However, there was one thing: he seemed somewhat indifferent or even heartless in handling his godfather's funeral arrangements.

Now, Wu Dayong's image suddenly becomes much more impressive.

There's definitely a reason why they can make money.

Soon, Wu Dayong also gained some confidence that was in his favor. After a few words, Wu Dayong learned that Sun Bing did not know that Zhang Defa had left an inheritance. Instead, he misunderstood Zheng Jie's meaning, thinking that he could get the information about Bingyuan after handling Zhang Defa's funeral.

Everything seemed to have been prepared in advance; why wouldn't one accept such a windfall?

Sun Bing was very satisfied with this. He didn't want to turn on his phone or be disturbed by outsiders. Now that Wu Dayong had taken the initiative to take on the task of contacting the person in charge, Sun Bing was moved and was able to keep his peace and quiet.

That's the best of both worlds!

Wu Dayong then went out. Although he had all the advantages of timing, location, and people, he knew he had to make sure things were arranged properly to avoid any oversights.

Before leaving, Wu Dayong reminded Sun Bing, "There are a lot of scammers around the train station, so be careful. I'll be back soon."

Sun Bing clearly lacked Wu Dayong's extensive social experience, so he regarded Wu Dayong's words as gospel.

After leaving the station, Wu Dayong contacted Zheng Jie, who was at the North Railway Station. Since the two places were far apart, they agreed to meet at a restaurant at the entrance of the North Railway Station at 11:00.

Seeing that it was still early, Wu Dayong went to have breakfast. While eating, he planned how to make the matter develop according to his own wishes.

After thinking for a long time, Wu Dayong still had a headache. After all, Sun Bing was there to handle Zhang Defa's funeral arrangements, and sooner or later he would have to meet Zheng Jie. If that happened, his plan would easily be exposed.

This is difficult!

While Wu Dayong was having a headache, Sun Bing had already left the house.

Sun Bing went downstairs for breakfast. The soy milk and fried dough sticks cost 2.5 yuan. The cost of living in the suburbs of Yanji was quite in line with his status.

There was an internet cafe nearby, and since Sun Bing had nothing to do at the moment, he thought he would go to the internet cafe to post some advertisements, solicit some seal-making business, and also look for Bingyuan.

But not long after he entered the internet cafe, an old man in a black suit set his sights on Sun Bing.

Sun Bing opened the webpage and logged into her Baidu Tieba account, just as she was thinking about what to post. Suddenly, an old man picked up her ID card. Startled, Sun Bing instinctively snatched the ID card back.

"Are you from Harbin?" the old man asked Sun Bing.

Sun Bing seemed somewhat cautious: "What's it to you?"

The old man smiled and said, "Your name is Sun Bing?"

Sun Bing felt a little numb. This was too creepy. An old man popped up first thing in the morning and started investigating his background. What was going on? When he thought of Wu Dayong's warning that morning, he immediately felt admiration. Wu Dayong was simply amazing. He had just told Wu Dayong not to be scammed and then he encountered a scammer himself.

Sun Bing lost interest in surfing the internet and swiped her card to log off and leave the internet cafe.

Of course, Sun Bing was completely unaware that a new post had already been published on his Baidu Tieba page at 10 p.m. the previous night.

At 10 p.m. last night, Sun Bing was already asleep. Who posted this using his account?

Unaware of what was happening, Sun Bing had already walked out of the internet cafe and was stopped by the old man at the door.

"Young man, don't rush off, I have something to tell you." The old man caught up with him.

With people coming and going at the entrance, Sun Bing felt a bit more confident and asked impatiently, "Old man, I don't know you. What do you need me for?"

The old man laughed: "You don't know me, but I know you. You're lucky."

The more Sun Bing listened, the more unreliable it seemed. Seeing the old man's wicked grin, he became even more certain that this was a fraud.

He said impatiently, "If you have something to say, just say it quickly. I have other things to do."

The old man reached into his bag and took out a document, smiling as he said, "Someone left you some things. As long as you complete the requirements, these are yours."

Upon hearing this, Sun Bing almost burst out laughing.

These days, are all scammers using such low-level methods?

The scam was so sloppy that it was one thing, but they even produced a folder. Were they trying to trick me into signing a contract of servitude because I was ignorant of the law?

At this moment, Sun Bing had no idea that the old man in front of him was Zheng Jie, Zhang Defa's friend and former lawyer.

As luck would have it, Zheng Jie happened to be passing by when he saw that Sun Bing looked a lot like the little boy in Zhang Defa's photo. So, for no apparent reason, he chased after him. To his surprise, when he checked the ID card, it turned out to be Sun Bing.

Perhaps due to the coincidence, Zheng Jie's speech was somewhat illogical, which led to Sun Bing's misunderstanding.

condition?

What are the conditions? I'm afraid it involves a handling fee.

Sun Bing didn't want to talk to the old man. Seeing that he didn't look like a bad person, she shook her head and said, "Old man, don't do this kind of work anymore. This kind of work is not suitable for you."

As he spoke, Sun Bing strode out and ran into Wu Dayong, who was about to set off.

Not far behind Sun Bing was Zheng Jie, whose expression was strange. Before he could react, Sun Bing had already mistaken him for a swindler.

"You and him..." Wu Dayong stared at the two of them with wide eyes.

Wu Dayong had seen Zheng Jie in a video and was worried that Zheng Jie and Sun Bing's meeting would cause trouble, but he didn't expect that the two of them would already be together.