According to the plot in the TV series, Qi Weimin went to the countryside next year. Qiao Qiqi and Qi Weiyi had a normal relationship, so they moved out of the old house and rented a single room outside. Just in time, Chang Xingyu was sent by Taili to study abroad. Qiao Qiqi was dull and honest, a young man who could compete with Qiao Erqiang, which was a disaster for Yang Lingzi during this period.
If you just do that, forget it. The key is who Yang Lingzi is?
I smoke, drink and get tattoos, but I'm a good girl.
Yes, it's this kind of rubbish. What's even more annoying is that she gave birth to a daughter, which now drags down Qiao Qiqi.
"Simei, today is eldest brother's birthday, why are you talking about this?" Qiao Sanli saw the worry in Lin Yue's eyes and quickly tried to find a way to ease the atmosphere: "Second brother, didn't you say you should show off your skills today? I'm here to help. You choose the food.”
"Oh, yes." Qiao Erqiang took out the celery from the net bag and handed it to her: "The aunt who bought the vegetables said that it was collected from the field. It has rained a lot recently and it is stained with a lot of mud. You can wash it a few more times later. all over."
"Why."
Qiao Sanli nodded and winked at Qiao Simei.
"Brother, let them be busy. You are the birthday boy today, just wait and eat."
Qiao Simei pulled Lin Yue to the living room and turned on the TV: "Brother, have you watched TV recently? My colleagues said that Shanghai TV's "The Legend of the Gods" is very popular."
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Qiao Erqiang made five dishes and one soup, and several people had a delicious meal. Qiao Simei was so full that she held her stomach while walking. In her words, she didn't eat breakfast and made up for it at noon.
Lin Yue smiled and did not expose her.
You know how to save your salary to go see your beau, but what about the food money? Can't you cut back part of your meal money?
After lunch, Qiao Sanli put Lin Yue's clothes where they should be placed and washed what should be washed. By the time she finished her work, it was already past three in the afternoon.
Qiao Erqiang and Qiao Simei, one went to the cooking class and the other went back to the hotel to work and left long ago.
Lin Yue sent her downstairs.
"Sanli."
"Um?"
"Wang Yiding is a nice person, and he cares about you very much. Don't avoid him all the time, otherwise we will all get divided."
"..."
Qiao Sanli didn't speak, just nodded gently.
In Lin Yue's opinion, if it hadn't been for that accident, the marriage between Qiao Sanli and Wang Yiding would have been the happiest among the five children of the Qiao family.
"Brother."
When she was approaching the bus stop, Qiao Sanli suddenly stopped and looked back at him.
"What's wrong?"
"Are you... wearing perfume?"
"No." After saying that, he realized that the perfume Qiao Sanli was talking about should have the effect of [Super Sweat Glands]. In order to make a good impression on others, he usually chooses to turn on this skill when he is out in the field. In this way, , the body fluids will emit a pleasant fragrance, and there will inevitably be residues on the clothes. Qiao Sanli has just washed his clothes, so it is normal to have such questions.
"Oh, it's Song Qingyuan. Every time he goes out in the field, he sprays some perfume on my clothes. He says it's easier to win the favor of the interviewee."
"No wonder."
Qiao Sanli accepted this explanation and didn't ask any more questions.
After seeing off his third sister, Lin Yue got on the bus to Nanjing University and went to the Chinese Department to meet Qi Weimin and talk about Qiao Qiqi.
According to his wish, he would live alone outside. If Qiao Qiqi was willing, she could move over to keep him company.
Qi Weimin knew that he had good intentions and agreed wholeheartedly, saying that he would go back and ask Qiqi for his opinion.
Turning around to Wednesday, Lin Yue received a reply from Qi Weimin, who said he was unwilling.
Well, if you think about it carefully, you can understand it. Qiao Yicheng has been picky and picky with his younger brothers and sisters since he was a child. The three of them in the old house are used to it, and they know that he is doing it for their own good. The situation of the Qi family is different. Qi Weimin, a good brother, has only one word for his attitude towards his younger brothers and sisters: "pet". As the saying goes, there is no harm without comparison. Qiao Qiqi will move in with him? Wouldn’t that make you unhappy?
Anyway, it is still more than a year before Qiao Qiqi and Yang Lingzi have a relationship. This matter is not urgent. It is better to take care of the Qiao family first.
At the same time, Qiao Sanli told Qiao Erqiang that Ma Suqin was selling tofu not far from Hong Banqiao Police Station, and warned him not to tell others that she was the one who told the story.
Of course, we can't talk about this matter. If Qiao Zuwang and Qiao Yicheng find out, they will definitely not be able to eat and walk around.
From Qiao Erqiang's point of view, as long as he can see his master again, it doesn't matter if he is the enemy of the world. How could he possibly betray Qiao Sanli.
…
A month later, a sudden cold snap suddenly brought Nanjing into the depths of winter. Both sides of the Qinhuai River had a northern twelfth lunar month weather. It was said that Xuanwu Lake was frozen. Pedestrians on the street wore thick down jackets, even the energetic young people. He was no longer willful and put on a sweater, a waistcoat, and a small cotton-padded jacket.
Thanks to Qiao Zuwang, a telephone was installed in the old house.
When Qiao Sanli dialed Qiao Yicheng's number out of curiosity, wanting to tell him that there was a phone in her old house, the client was exchanging glasses of wine with Xu Funian and Mr. Liu, talking about the world in detail.
"See, in more than a month, the net profit has reached half of the principal, 10%. Xiao Song, you know the strength of Mr. Liu this time. As long as you follow Mr. Liu wholeheartedly, the car is nothing, the big brother has the final say What, have you seen the newly built Nanhu New Village? It will take at least two years for you to earn enough to buy a house there."
Xu Funian held a pair of chopsticks and waved them while talking, speaking with emotion and passion.
"Manager Xu, keep a low profile, keep a low profile." Mr. Liu with a mustache sat at the guest of honor seat and said with a sweet smile: "When we do business, first of all, we must be trustworthy, and secondly, we must be pragmatic and know how to do it. Speeches are the icing on the cake, but in the end they have to be based on tangible benefits. Being able to lead everyone to make money is true ability and hard power."
Needless to say, this man does have some leadership qualities. In this day and age, ordinary people might really be led into trouble by him.
Song Qingyuan smiled and said: "Mr. Liu, you are so humble. Come on, come on, I'll toast you."
He stood up with the wine glass in hand and drank the wine in one gulp.
"Xiao Song is okay, he is a real person, and I like this." Mr. Liu drank the wine in the cup.
The premise, or foundation, of this conversation was the 3,200 yuan placed in front of Lin Yue.
You can have these "profits" in one month and get your money back in two months. What's the concept? Can ordinary people resist this temptation?
However, he also knew that this was the preferential treatment given by the two of them as employees of the TV station. Qiao Zuwang promised that the payback period for the neighbors in Shamao Lane was half a year.
"Mr. Liu, Mr. Xu, you can do whatever you want. I...I'm going to...the bathroom."
Song Qingyuan stood up and walked outside, his steps a little messy.
Lin Yue asked with concern: "Song Qingyuan, are you okay?"
"No...it's okay. You drink with Mr. Liu. You must eat and drink well today." As he spoke, he opened the door and walked out.
Xu Funian pointed to the door of the box: "Is he really okay?"
"There is a waiter outside, it's okay, it's okay." Lin Yue stood up, holding the wine glass and said: "Song Qingyuan doesn't drink well, come to Mr. Xu and Mr. Liu, let's drink."
He drank all the wine in the glass in one gulp, and the two people opposite him drank with him.
Xu Funian said: "Okay, 10% of the amount of alcohol is fine. Just follow his father, Brother Qiao can drink."
Mr. Liu smiled and said, "Xiao Qiao, I'll leave it to you to handle the manuscript."
"Don't worry, Mr. Liu, I'll take care of the manuscript."
"Okay, Xiao Qiao, come on, Mr. Xu and I will toast you in return. Remember to write Hongda better."
Mr. Liu filled his glass with wine and took Xu Funian with him to return the favor to Lin Yue.
"I know this. The more people who raise funds, the bigger the business will be and the more money they will make. Who can have trouble with money these days?"
"Okay, okay, that's good, I like it." Mr. Liu laughed and drank the wine in his glass.
He was not surprised at all by Lin Yue's performance. How much does it cost to work in a TV station a month? Five to six hundred yuan is a lot of money. How about leaving the money with him? I invested 3,000 yuan and got back 1,500 in more than a month. What about investing 30,000 yuan? Compared with the rewards he gets here, the TV station's salary is nothing.
In today's world, everything is about money. What happened to the intellectuals? Cultural people also have to bend their eyebrows to serve MONEY.
At this time, Song Qingyuan left and returned. If he was walking a little wobbly before, he was floating now.
"Mr. Xu...Liu...Mr. Liu, I can't do it anymore. I have to...have to take a break. You...you drink..."
Lin Yue said with an embarrassed look on his face: "Look at how small you are."
Song Qingyuan gasped and waved his hands, looking like he didn't even have the strength to speak.
"Come on, Mr. Liu, leave him alone, let's drink." Lin Yue simply sat over with the wine bottle and exchanged glasses with Liu and Xu.
After a while, the three of them were almost done drinking.
Lin Yue stood up unsteadily: "Mr. Liu, Liu...Mr. Liu, please just...just drink. The two of us...have prepared...a small gift...for you."
"A gift...a gift? You actually prepared a...gift, please...show it to me quickly."
"Clothes...clothes? Clothes...what's wrong?"
Mr. Liu can still remain somewhat sober, but Xu Funian has long been drunk and his tongue has become knotted.
Lin Yue "tripped" on a bump on the ground and almost fell down. Fortunately, he held on to a chair next to him, stabilized his body, and picked up Song Qingyuan's shoulder bag from the ground.
"No, that's not it."
While speaking, he picked up his shoulder bag again, opened the zipper, and took out a character clock about 20 centimeters high.
"Looking for... found it."
He picked up his things and walked to Mr. Liu's position.
At this time, Song Qingyuan, who was lying on his back on the chair, twitched the corners of his mouth.
He didn't know the meaning of Qiao Yicheng asking him to prepare this thing. He only knew that if things messed up and the things couldn't be taken back, his father would definitely break his legs because the clock was borrowed from Uncle Cao's house - -----In his father's name.
"Mr. Liu, look... look at this, it's pretty... beautiful. This is... an old thing from the Republic of China era. Look at the craftsmanship and the feel. Come and touch it."
Under Lin Yue's temptation, Mr. Liu gently touched the clock face. The light in his small eyes and the curvature of his mouth seemed to be frivolous about a twenty-eight-year-old beauty... In fact, the appearance of the character clock was that of a palace lady.
"I heard from Mr. Xu that Mr. Liu... likes antiques. I tried my best to persuade the second aunt... to sell it to me. Mr. Liu and Mr. Xu, come and see the lady's eyes. , can it move? It just follows the pendulum, one left and one right, one left and one right, tick-tock-tock, tick-tock..."
When he said this, he opened [Hypnosis LV3].
Tick-tick~tick-tick~
Tick-tick~tick-tick~
Song Qingyuan was not drunk, he had been pretending to be drunk. According to the plan, he should turn on the small camera in his shoulder bag and take secret photos of Mr. Liu and Xu Funian while they were drunk, but Qiao Yicheng's "tick-tick-tick" seemed to be magical. It made him want to sleep.
"Mr. Liu, do you like this gift?"
"like."
Both Xu Funian and Mr. Liu fell into a state of drunkenness but not drunkenness while looking at the pendulum and the ladies' eyes swaying from side to side.
"Then we will make additional investment this time, so you must take good care of us."
"No...problem, I will return the money to you first."
"Mr. Liu, I have a question that I haven't been able to figure out. I don't know whether I should ask or not."
"Ask...just ask."
"Since Hongda's business is very good, why don't you seek a bank loan to expand its scale, but instead engage in private fund-raising? Doesn't this mean distributing profits to those investors?"
"Give it to them? How can we make money without them?"
"What's the meaning?"
"To tell you the truth, we have no way of raising funds at all. The trading company is just a pretentious shell, the purpose is to attract more people to raise funds."
"What about business dividends?"
"There are no business dividends. What is given to you is the capital raised by those who join later."
"Ah? I took their money, what will they do?"
"Now that you have received the money, if you tell your relatives and friends about this opportunity to make a fortune, will they also use their savings to invest?"
"You mean? Destroy the east wall to repair the west wall?"
"You are smart, or you are a cultural person. The fund-raising chain is getting longer and wider, and it is spread from ten to ten. As long as it can attract new people to join, this game can continue to be played."
"Then what if we can't play anymore?"
"The money is in our hands. If we can no longer play, won't we run away? If we fly to Hong Kong, Singapore, or Macau, the money will be enough for us to live comfortably for a lifetime."
Song Qingyuan sat across from him and was dumbfounded. It is easy for people to lose their minds when drunk and reveal the secrets buried in their hearts. But a big liar like Mr. Liu must be extra careful when encountering similar situations, or it may happen during a dinner party. He stopped drinking when he was only seventy or eighty percent drunk, or he had already developed the skill of not speaking the truth after drinking, and now he poured out all the stuff in his stomach.
Even if Lin Yue told him the truth about the fund-raising, it was not as shocking as the person involved admitting it personally.
"Awesome, awesome." Lin Yue said: "Is this different from fraud?"
"Of course there is a difference." Mr. Liu said: "If it escapes, it is fraud. If it does not escape, it means poor management and business losses."
"Come on, Mr. Liu, Mr. Xu, let me toast you. I pretend that I have never heard these words, and you pretend that you have never said them. We will do whatever we do next. I don't care whether others are losing or making money, as long as we ensure that we As long as you can make money.”
"Of course, I'm counting on you to help me make my fundraising business bigger and stronger."
Lin Yue picked up the cup, and the two men also picked up the cup with blank expressions, and drank up the wine inside.
Pa da ~
With a crisp sound, the wine glass fell to the ground, and Mr. Liu was spread out on the chair, seemingly too drunk to know what was going on.
Xu Funian swayed a few times, leaned down on the wine table, and fell silent.
Lin Yue stood up and walked to Song Qingyuan, poking his shoulder: "Okay, stop pretending."
Song Qingyuan opened his eyes and checked the status of Mr. Liu and Xu Funian: "Drunk?"
"Yes, how is the equipment? Did you record it?"
"It's all recorded, both video and audio."
"Are you OK?"
"I'm fine." Song Qingyuan looked at him curiously: "How come you, after drinking so much, act like you're fine?"
Why do you act like nothing is wrong? With his physique and abnormal skills, not to mention a bottle of liquor weighing three to five kilograms is no problem.
But the truth cannot be told.
"Didn't you hear what Xu Funian said? Everyone in our family is a big drinker when it comes to drinking."
"Yeah?"
"No, no, no, there are so many problems. Come on, help me send people to the guest room."
Song Qingyuan first put the secret recording equipment back in the trunk, then went to the front desk to pay, and then helped Lin Yue send Xu Funian and Mr. Liu to the guest room upstairs to rest.
Back in the parking lot, Lin Yue didn't let him drive, and decided to do it himself.
"Qiao Yicheng, you said such an important thing, why did they tell you everything?"
As Mr. Liu said, they were walking in a gray area of the law. As long as they didn't take the money and run away, it was normal business behavior. But with the secretly filmed video data, it was different. It was enough to be used as physical evidence to convict of fraud.
"How did I know this? I thought that by getting them drunk they could tell a few truths. Who would have thought that Mr. Liu told all the secrets here? This is good, so as not to continue to entangle, expose the truth about the fund-raising as soon as possible, and be fooled. Fewer people will be deceived."
Thinking that this was indeed the case, Song Qingyuan could only attribute the matter to Mr. Liu's personal reasons.
"You go home a little later today, edit the information in your hand, and bring it to the director tomorrow to ask for his opinion."
"good."
This is big enough news to cause a sensation. From a social and market perspective, it is related to the property security of hundreds of millions of families. It is not like the indiscriminate quarrying of sand and gravel, the secret discharge of industrial wastewater, and the collection of tolls by rural gangsters and village tyrants. Of course he would respond to news of little weight with great vigor.
…
In the afternoon of the next day, Lin Yue, Song Qingyuan, and Director Wang finalized the next plan, and asked Song Qingyuan to take him back to his old house when get off work time came.
Qiao Zuwang sat on the chair with a dark face, while Qiao Sanli moved back and forth anxiously.
"What's wrong? It's a series of fatal calls, and you still want me to come back to talk about it."
Qiao Sanli did not pick up his scarf and cotton clothes today, and there was uncontrollable irritation in her voice: "Brother, Simei is missing."
"Where did you go to watch the celebrity's concert this time?"
Contrary to Qiao Sanli, he was not in a hurry. He hung up his cotton clothes and scarf, sat down on the chair next to the dining table, picked up the tea bowl and poured a cup of hot water.
"Brother, look at this."
She handed over a note.
Lin Yue took it in his hand and took a look. There was a line of small words written on it - Third Sister, tell the eldest brother not to look for me, I am going to chase love.
"Well, this is very beautiful Qiao Simei."
"Brother!"
Qiao Sanli glanced at him angrily. Is now the time to make sarcastic remarks? The last time Qiao Simei ran away from home was to go to Beijing to watch Fei Xiang's concert. At least she knew where she went and what she was doing. Now, He just left a note saying that she was gone and still chasing love. Where was her love?
Lin Yue said: "Don't worry. When I graduated from junior high school, I dared to go to Beijing to watch a concert. Now I'm so old, it's okay."
Qiao Zuwang slapped the teapot on the table: "Qiao Yicheng, what do you mean by saying this? You don't care? She is your sister."
Lin Yue said: "I am her father or you are her father, you are not in a hurry, why should I be in a hurry?"
"you……"
Just as Qiao Zuwang was about to speak, he heard footsteps outside and Qiao Erqiang walked in from outside.
Lin Yue glanced at him and frowned.
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