Suddenly, footsteps came from behind. Xiao Long looked back and saw that it was Xia Zhifang.
Xiao Long was taken aback, but Xia Zhifang was calm and composed, as if he already knew that Xiao Long would be here. He put his hands behind his back, looking pleased with himself. The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the eaves of the mourning hall, and the area around Xiao Long became dark.
"It's you! Are you here too?" Xiao Long spoke first.
"What are you doing here?" Xia Zhifang asked.
"It's nothing. What are you doing here?" Xiao Long didn't know Xia Zhifang's purpose, so he stared at his face, trying to find something.
Xia Zhifang did not answer immediately. He took two or three steps forward before suddenly sighing: "Lai Qianxiu's husband is still dead." He was still wearing a faded suit with an ambiguous expression.
"Yes!" Xiao Long replied briefly, still staring at him. Under the afterglow of the setting sun, his expression was even more difficult to discern.
"You were the one who diagnosed and treated him, right?" Xia Zhifang looked away.
"My wife asked me to go."
"Oh, are you in a hurry?"
"I couldn't catch up," Xiao Long answered simply and clearly. Xiao Long had no idea about the purpose of Xia Zhifang's question, but it was definitely more than just pleasantries. Is he testing himself, or does he have other purposes? Xiao Long is not sure.
"I saw you among the mourners. I wanted to look for you at the end of the funeral, but there was no one. I didn't expect you to stay here." Xia Zhifang suddenly changed the subject.
"So, you came here specifically to see me?" Xiao Long half-joked.
"No, I haven't been here for a long time, and I just wanted to take a break in the mountains. I didn't expect to meet you." Xia Zhifang looked at the scenery in the distance. At this time, the sunset has disappeared, and the cemetery and the jungle are shrouded in twilight.
"What do you want from me?" Xiao Long asked.
"It's what you asked me to do." Xia Zhifang replied.
"What's going on?"
"Have you forgotten? It's about Dragon Ball."
"Really? What's going on?" Xiao Long kept staring at Xia Zhifang.
"She called and agreed to marry you, but she had conditions."
"condition?"
"I told you before. Longzhu is very concerned about how much property you have. Have you bragged to her?" Xia Zhifang looked at him mockingly.
"Did she tell you?"
"Anyway, I'm still your matchmaker. She wants to see your property list as soon as possible, otherwise she won't be able to rest assured. Of course, this is my guess. She thinks that if they get married, the man and woman should be a good match. In other words, whether it's character There should not be too big a disparity in financial resources. Economic inequality will cast a shadow on future married life." Xia Zhifang continued to say slowly: "I told her, Xiao Long, you really want to marry her as soon as possible, and she agreed. I just want to know your property status as soon as possible. This is not just a casual talk. How about it, are you ready?"
Although Xiao Long has already planned to get the money from Lai Qianxiu, he cannot be too hasty.
"What's going on? Is there any way?" Xia Zhifang asked.
"Wait for another month. I will find a way." Xiao Long replied, and he decided to ask for money from Lai Qianxiu after a month.
"It's too late then! If you keep dawdling like this, she will become suspicious. She is a strong woman."
"When is it convenient?"
"Of course, the sooner the better. Do you have money now?"
Xiao Long thought that hiding Xia Zhifang would not help, so he told the truth: "Not now."
Xia Zhifang clasped his hands behind his back, shook his head and asked, "Then, has the property in your hospital been mortgaged?"
"No."
"Then, you mortgage the property. After all, when you show it to her, the bank deposit must be at least 20 million yuan. Of course, I will tell her that this deposit has nothing to do with the hospital's property. I guarantee you, She has always believed in me." Xia Zhifang continued to lobby: "To prove assets to Longzhu, bank deposits are necessary. This is not only a trump card to show to the other party, but also a kind of capital. You told her before that you hold blue chip stocks, but In order to avoid taxes, it was transferred to someone else's name. If she wants to see the stocks, I have a way to deal with it. She just needs to borrow it, but you have to raise bank deposits early."
Xiao Long fell into deep thought. It would take time to get 10 million from Lai Qianxiu, and she would become stingy when it came to money. However, she could not refuse the request of Xiao Long, an accomplice. Xiao Long had the handle on the murder she commissioned, and it was only a matter of time before he got the money from her. According to Xia Zhifang's suggestion, he first borrowed 20 million yuan from the property as a mortgage, and then immediately took the money from Lai Qianxiu to repay the loan. The mortgage was only a temporary measure.
So Xiao Long said: "Just do as you say."
You must marry Longzhu! The matter has come to this, if he stops here, Longzhu will get further and further away from him.
Xia Zhifang nodded: "Just make up your mind!"
Xiao Long was silent again and glanced at Xia Zhifang for a long time. The surroundings had completely darkened, and the bright lights of the temple were faintly revealed through the gaps in the trees.
"How about it? I'll be the intermediary. It's better to borrow it as soon as possible. I'll try to get you a discount on the interest rate. Although it's a usury loan, it can at least fill your capital hole." Xia Zhifang said calmly.
Fifteen to six million, in the end, it was Lai Qianxiu who came up with it, and for the sake of Dragon Ball, Xiao Long now had to make this move.
"Okay, then I'll leave it to you." Xiao Long made up his mind.
"Okay, I'll do it tomorrow," Xia Zhifang's voice was dry.
"Is there any way?"
"That's why I discussed it with you." Xia Zhifang stretched out his wrinkled clothes.
"Who is the other party?"
"He is the owner of a big store. This store is joint-stock. He is the president there and has good credit." Xia Zhifang vowed and tried his best to reassure Xiao Long.
"Let's stop talking about this first, I have to go back," Xia Zhifang changed the topic and said goodbye to Xiao Long.
"Leaving now?"
"There's something urgent, so I'll excuse you. I'm most worried about you, so I dare to tell you."
After saying that, Xia Zhifang turned and left. Xiao Long still stood there, watching his back gradually disappear on the stone slope under the setting sun. An indescribable uneasiness came to my mind, as if something was disappearing from my hands.
Xiao Long returned to the hospital and walked into the room to change into casual clothes. He was now restless and with Xia Zhifang's words echoing in his mind, he walked into the showroom. Under the light, the bronze pot glows with a faint luster, and the white porcelain is warm and delicate. Xiao Long looked at his beloved object and his mood gradually calmed down.
There is an antique pot on the display shelf. The lid is missing. Ancient people often used it as an urn. Now, Lai Qianxiu's husband is also lying in the urn. Even if someone suspects it, it will be of no use because the evidence has been wiped out.
Xiao Long looked at the antique tea bowl on the display shelf, somewhat confused. Why did Lai Qianxiu say nothing about taking the tea bowl? Forgot? No, not possible. Influenced by Xiao Long, Lai Qianxiu often buys antiques. Not only that, she also brags about them to her friends and acquaintances. Women are always in love with each other, and unknowingly converge with their lover's interests. This is a woman's instinctive flattery towards men. Although she was stingy by nature, she had encountered treasures several times and bought them for Xiao Long without hesitation. However, this needs to be discussed with her beforehand. Since Lai Qianxiu didn't mention the tea bowl at all, Xiao Long certainly wouldn't take the initiative to mention it.
Could it be that Lai Qianxiu wanted to get rid of her husband and had forgotten about the tea bowl a long time ago?
The maid quietly came in and reported: "Your phone number."
"Who's calling?"
"It's Ms. Dragon Ball."
Xiao Long left the room and picked up the phone.
"I'm sorry to call you so rashly. Are you free tonight?" Long Zhu's voice was filled with joy.
"What's up?"
"I want to see you. If it's convenient, can you come over? I know a good restaurant. Have you eaten?"
"No, not yet."
"Just right, how about eating together?"
Why did Longzhu take the initiative to call tonight? Xiao Long had just met Xia Zhifang in the evening. Maybe Xia Zhifang had already called her? Otherwise, this call would have come at a very coincidental time. Xiao Long felt a little uneasy. He couldn't stay at home in this state anyway, so he might as well go out for an appointment. Just as he was about to agree to Long Zhu, Xiao Long felt someone coming in from behind. He only felt a slight breeze blowing, but there was no sound of footsteps. Looking back, it turned out to be Shi Yunfeng, and his voice paused unconsciously.
"Are you considering it?" The voice on the other end of the phone said straightforwardly, "If you find it inconvenient, forget it."
"No, it's nothing. See you later!" Xiao Long replied decisively.
Shi Yunfeng approached Xiao Long and stood very close to him, pretending to know nothing.
"I will close the store at eight o'clock tonight. Can you come at eight forty?"
"should be no problem."
"Then I'll be waiting for you."
"Okay." Xiao Long put down the phone and glared at Shi Yunfeng.
She also stared back at Xiao Long coldly: "Whose phone number is it? Miss Longzhu, right? Are you planning to chase her this time?"
