Chen Zhen returned to the machine tool in the workshop, and the workers beside him stopped talking.
Chen Zhen naturally knew that the investigation into his father in the factory had already begun. Moreover, the relationship between Liu Guohai and himself was now known to everyone in the factory, so it was not surprising that it caused some discussion.
"Chen Zhen, this Liu Guohai bitch is a scumbag, you have to guard against him!"
The buddies next to him said softly. Chen Zhen nodded slightly, smiled and said nothing.
Chen Zhen took a leave in the afternoon, and his family now has some money. Zhang Baixue has been thinking about changing to a sofa or other furniture, and it is also necessary to buy a large color TV for the family.
So that I don’t have to go to the empty space in front of the bathhouse every Friday night to watch some public movie.
The Pingjiang area is relatively high and people have the habit of taking a nap. After taking a nap, the two of them changed into casual clothes and went out.
Sun Ergou's Yamaha was parked in the courtyard at the entrance. Chen Zhen said hello, took the key and drove out of the factory gate.
"Why don't we save these more than ten thousand yuan? I heard that banks can still make money, and some interest is not bad."
Zhang Baixue sat in the back and said with 10,000 yuan in his arms.
Chen Zhen nodded. In this era, it is not safe to keep money at home, so it is better to save it.
Then the motorcycle drove towards Pingjiang Bank. In this day and age, very few people could save ten thousand yuan. If people knew that their family had ten thousand yuan, the borrowers would probably have to break the threshold.
Pingjiang Bank is located in Pingjiang Ancient City. The decoration style of the ancient building was slightly elegant in later generations, but now it looks a bit shabby.
There were not many people doing business, so the two of them sat at the counter and put their passbooks in.
"How much money do I have left here?"
Zhang Baixue asked casually where there was any money, at most a few dollars.
The female teller checked the information and was about to say something when suddenly the mouse clicked on the computer a few more times.
"You have two households under your name, totaling...a little over three thousand."
How many?
Early three thousand? !
Where did you get so much money?
Zhang Baixue was startled and asked in surprise: "Well, are you mistaken? My bankbook is only used for salary every month, and the total is only a few dozen yuan."
The teller frowned and checked again: "There is indeed only a few yuan in your passbook. The problem is that you also have an account under your name. It shows that you transferred 3,000 yuan in September last year, and you have already deposited nearly 3,000 yuan." It’s been regular for a year.”
What?
Last September?
Chen's father had just passed away at that time, and the family had to borrow money from other people for the funeral. How could they have money?
Three thousand dollars seems a bit familiar? !
Could it be...
Chen Zhen interrupted and said, "Are you sure you saved it last year?"
"Yes."
Chen Zhen immediately picked up Zhang Baixue and left the counter, walking straight towards the office building behind the counter.
Walking back from the front door of the bank, you will enter a large courtyard, with the bank's office at the very back.
Manager's office.
"Ding-deng-deng!"
There was a knock on the door.
"Come in."
Chen Zhen motioned to Zhang Baixue to wait outside, while he took the 10,000 yuan and walked in alone.
Zhang Baixue nodded. Now that he believed in Chen Zhen unconditionally, he naturally listened to Chen Zhen's words.
Time passed by, and Zhang Baixue waited outside for nearly ten minutes before Chen Zhen walked out of the office.
"how's it going?"
Zhang Baixue came forward and asked anxiously.
Chen Zhen smiled, touched Zhang Baixue's head and said, "It's okay, the money has been deposited, and the matter has been resolved."
Zhang Baixue didn't say anything. As for the sofa and furniture, they didn't buy them. Chen Zhen returned home and went directly to Sun Ergou.
"Ergou, go home and grab some pliers or something and come with me."
Sun Ergou himself fell asleep to catch up on his sleep, but was woken up by Chen Zhen muttering something.
"Um?"
Chen Zhen snorted slightly questioningly.
Sun Ergou immediately became energetic and said with a smile, "Here you go."
Chen Zhen stood at the intersection of Xihu Bungalow, wearing a military green camouflage coat, holding a toolbox in his hand, the brim of his hat was pushed down very low, and he was wearing a dusty white muzzle, which you couldn't tell without looking carefully. who is it.
Sun Ergou came running from a distance: "Brother Zhen, Liu Laogou is in the office. It seems like someone is having a meeting inside."
"Brother Zhen, what are we trying to do?"
"This old dog Liu wants to do something with the pension money, so I will use his plan. I will let him eat a handful of shit, let's go, take action!"
Liu Guohai's home is in the second row of Xihu. There are not many families in this row, so the two of them walked directly around the wall behind Liu Guohai's home.
After Sun Ergou made sure that no one was around, he stepped on a few steps, grabbed the protruding bricks from high places, and stepped up directly.
"Cut that red thread for me."
After Chen Zhen finished speaking, Sun Ergou took the pliers with insulated handles and cut them off.
Sun Ergou jumped in the air and jumped down.
"Let's go as planned."
Sun Ergou went back to the front door of Liu Guohai's house in advance and knocked on the door.
"Hey? Isn't this Ergou? What's the matter?"
A woman in her early forties put her head in an apron and asked.
This person is Liu Guohai's wife, Zhang Fengxia.
"Sister Zhang, does our row have no power? It seems to me that the wires have been cut maliciously by someone."
"Out of power? It shouldn't be. I was using electricity just now."
Zhang Fengxia turned around with some doubts, wiped her apron with her hands a few times, and pulled down the long string attached to the wall.
Ouch?
It's really not bright anymore.
I pulled it several times and it didn't light up.
Zhang Fengxia walked to the kitchen with her head lowered, closed the gas tank valve, took off her apron, locked the door and walked out.
"It's true that you, Director Liu, don't care about anything at home. You've been talking about it every day for the past few days. Those who don't know would think something has happened."
"I don't know how to come back when my family is like this."
"Oh, sister-in-law, Director Liu has been very busy recently, and sometimes he can't take care of the family. Please be more understanding."
Sun Ergou followed Zhang Fengxia and walked outside. After taking only a few steps, he looked towards the entrance of the alley behind.
"Ahem, cough!"
After a cough, Chen Zhen stuck his head out, looked at Sun Ergou and waved, and then walked up quickly.
"Huh? Ergou, have you caught a cold?"
Zhang Fengxia suddenly turned around and asked, which made Sun Ergou feel nervous. He shook his head with a smile and followed.
Chen Zhen lowered his head and walked up, and Zhang Fengxia also saw the disconnected wire above, but she didn't know what to do except complain.
"Hey? Lao Li, come here, come here, you are also holding the tool box, hurry up and get this thread for Sister Zhang's house."
Sun Ergou saw Chen Zhen walking over and immediately put his hands behind his back and shouted.
Zhang Fengxia looked over in confusion and frowned: "Ah, this is Lao Li? Isn't it? This body doesn't look like him..."
