When Zhou Rong and Cai Xiaoguang were arguing upstairs about whether they should tell Qiao Chunyan that the boss behind Tangcheng Real Estate Development Company was Zhou Bingkun, the two people were also talking about it.
"Zhou Bingyi also said that there is no collusion between officials and businessmen here, fart! It's pure fart! Let me tell you, how could the two brothers not have any money exchanges? This week, Zhou Bingyi is about to reach retirement age, and he is ready to make a fortune while in office. Let's go, that's right, that's it. How can you say that? You have the right to use it, and it will be invalid after it expires. Zhou Bingyi, let me see how you pretend to be a saint this time."
"Okay, stop talking nonsense, why are you talking so loudly? Why don't you think not enough people know?" Qiao Chunyan pushed him.
"Then I must tell everyone about this, so that everyone in Guangzipian knows who Zhou Bingyi and Zhou Bingkun are."
"You're stupid, what's the use of telling everyone?"
"There are so many benefits. At the very least, I can see the two brothers shouting and beating each other, which makes me happy."
Qiao Chunyan picked up her bag and hit people.
Cao Debao hurriedly hid, and while hiding, he cursed: "What are you doing? Why are you hitting people just as you say it? Have you taken any gun medicine?"
"You just took the gunpowder." Qiao Chunyan said: "Aren't you just trying to make yourself happy? There is no real benefit."
"Then what do you think is best for us?"
"I think Zhou Rong is right. It's easier to deal with Zhou Bingkun than Zhou Bingyi."
Cao Debao couldn't understand her thoughts: "We've already done that with him, how can he agree to give me an extra apartment? Isn't this still 1995, when I gave you the Provence bath but you didn't want it?"
"Then haven't we caught him and Zhou Bingyi's pigtails now?"
"Ha..." Cao Debao thought this was ridiculous: "Do you think Zhou Bingkun can take advantage of you with his temper? How did he beat Zhou Rong at his father's funeral, and how did he treat Qian Chao and your two sisters? ,you forgot?"
"One moment and another." Qiao Chunyan waved her arms and said: "Don't we know the secret between him and Zhou Bingyi now? If he doesn't think about himself, he should think about his elder brother. If this matter is found out, he will go to jail. of."
Cao Debao understood: "Daughter-in-law, you are still smart, so hurry up and call Zhou Bingkun."
"What's the rush? Let's go home first."
"Yes, yes, go home first."
Fifteen minutes later, the two returned home, and Qiao Chunyan dialed Lin Yue's number at Cao Debao's urging.
The phone rang for a while and then connected.
"Hey, brother, it's me, I'm Chun Yan'er."
"I know, tell me what it is."
Qiao Chunyan didn't pay attention to the neither salty nor bland questions from the other side.
"It's like this. I heard someone said that the Tangcheng Real Estate Development Company that built the Guangzhou Resettlement Community was founded by you. Now our family is encountering some problems with housing allocation. Can you see if you can contact the demolition office? Say hello and help solve the problem."
Cao Debao was listening to music. What is this called? This is called hard words but soft words. It is obviously a threat. It sounds like asking someone to do something. If you don't admit it, you can't do it. Chun Yan'er is better at talking and troubleshooting than him.
Soon, Zhou Bingkun's answer came over the phone: "Who told you this?"
"Brother, don't worry, I won't talk nonsense. Can you still not understand what kind of person I, Qiao Chunyan, am?"
"Then do you know what kind of person I, Zhou Bingkun, am?"
"elder brother……"
Pa~
Toot toot toot.
The connection is interrupted.
Qiao Chunyan looked at the display screen of Xia Xin's phone and couldn't react for a moment.
Cao Debao recovered quickly: "Daughter-in-law, Zhou Bingkun hung up the phone."
"Brother, what are you doing, bastard." Qiao Chunyan was so angry that she threw her phone on the sofa, walked to the TV with a cold face, gritted her teeth and said: "He is forcing me, it's all him who forced me... It's him Forced me."
Cao Debao said: "Let me just say, he can send the eldest sister and the second sister to prison, what else can't he do?"
Qiao Chunyan didn't seem to hear it, and said bitterly: "Okay, let's ride on the donkey and read the songbook and see. Zhou Bingkun, if you don't make it easy for me, I won't make it easy for you."
"Daughter-in-law, eat an apple first to relieve your anger, relieve your anger."
Cao Debao was afraid that she would be so angry that she would suffer a stroke and be paralyzed like Shen Hongzhi, and that would be a disaster for him. He quickly picked up an apple from the plate on the coffee table and walked over to calm her down.
…
Three days later.
In the yard of Lao Qiao's house.
Mazar, bench, small square table, melon seeds, peanuts, small bowl of tea.
There was smoke, fruit crumbs everywhere, and a few new mosquitoes buzzing around.
Of course, this is not the point. The point is the neighbors sitting around.
Yu Hong, Da Xiong, Er Xiong, Da Xiong's wife, Er Xiong's wife, Qiao Chunmei, Qiao Chunhua, Old Liu Tou and Liu Ailin who had just been released from prison two days ago, as well as the speculators who had just moved back to the old house of Guangming Film, in short Many people gathered around.
"Can this thing be false? It's absolutely true!" Cao Debao enjoys the feeling of being the center of attention. It seems that making a lot of money selling VCD discs was not as good as it is now: "This matter was said by Zhou Rong herself. She said that Tangcheng The boss behind the scenes is Zhou Bingkun, who not only undertook the development and construction of Wangjiatun Community, but also will build commercial real estate here once the people from Guangzimo move there."
"What is commercial real estate?" asked an old lady who didn't understand.
"This commercial real estate is big shopping malls, big hotels, and office buildings used by big companies."
When he said this, everyone understood.
The crowded shopping malls, the large hotels filled with luxury cars, and the towering office buildings all made me feel so cool all at once.
In other words, optical lettering films in the future will be very valuable, and every inch of land is a valuable commercial treasure.
"So you see, Zhou Bingkun has been working on the idea of lighting the film since seven years ago. Now Zhou Bingyi has come up and waved his hand to renovate the old city. After that, the two brothers started to sing a double act. The elder brother planned, the younger brother contracted, and the left hand built the settlement. The community doesn’t want to give us more houses yet. The right hand is engaged in commercial real estate. We want to build a core business district that can continuously attract money. This is not collusion between the government and businessmen. What is using power for personal gain? Just like that, there is no exchange of interests. He and Zhou Bingkun are not Maybe by doing this kind of thing, these two brothers really think of us as fools?"
The more Cao Debao talked, the more excited he became, and the more he spoke, the more righteous and awe-inspiring he became: "Return the children of Guangzi Pian? The Zhou brothers lie on the bodies of our Guangzi Pian residents to suck the blood..."
Pa~
He swatted a mosquito that landed on his arm and sucked blood.
"This blood-sucking... mosquito."
At this point, there was a strange noise outside the yard. Everyone turned around and saw a man getting up from the ground in the darkness and staggering forward.
The light was too dim to see who it was, but you could smell the pungent smell of alcohol from several meters away.
"It's National Day, right?"
"It should be him."
"Look at the way he walks, it's unmistakable."
"Drinking again? It's so hard for Dagang. He has to go to work and take care of his father."
"Hey, how pitiful..."
Cao Debao said angrily: "Did you see it? Did you see it? This is Zhou Bingkun's attitude towards Fa Xiao. He was still imprisoned for catching up, and Guo Qing became an alcoholic. He is so rich, and the lumber factory is under the name of Shencheng Group. Even if they can't be ranked, it's just because Wu Qian took a little money from him, which has forced many families in our photo studio into desperation. Do you expect such a person to do charity? Will he suffer a loss? Will someone take advantage of him? Impossible. "
Liu Ailin knows this very well. If he hadn't been sentenced to one year and two months for stealing factory property, his wife would not have divorced him. Even his children would not be studying now because they were ostracized by their classmates. , running around with a group of gangsters in society, please take care of it, and I was told that you, a reform-through-labor prisoner, were not qualified to teach me a lesson.
Big Bear said: "After talking so much, you just tell me what to do, right?"
Qiao Chunyan said: "What else can we do? Let's make a fuss. If this matter doesn't become a big deal, no one will care about us."
"Yes, noisy, as long as Zhou Bingyi is afraid, we will win." Liu Ailin followed and cheered.
There are many owners here like Qiao Chunyan and Cao Debao who have houses outside and want to come back and split a house. Now that they think they have caught the sore foot of Zhou Bingyi and Zhou Bingkun's collusion between officials and businessmen, they will naturally make a fuss about it. of.
…
One month later.
Zhou Bingyi's office.
"week……"
Zhou Bingyi turned around, waved his hand, and said to Secretary Xiao Wang: "I know what you want to say, don't worry, I'm not afraid of the shadows. It'll be fine. What you have to do while I'm gone is to assist Deputy Mayor Liang in handling investment." Issues of attracting investment and promoting talent flow.”
Xiao Wang nodded: "Don't worry."
Zhou Bingyi said no more, turned and left.
That day and night.
Lin Yue received a call from Hao Dongmei, saying that something had happened to Zhou Bingyi and asking him to return to Jichun as soon as possible.
He agreed and said he would fly back to Jichun tomorrow.
In the TV series, Zhou Bingyi was reported after the Wangguantun Community was built. It seems that he was reported in advance because of his relationship.
It’s the end of June, it’s not yet the fall, and the temperature is getting higher every day. Especially today, the sun is just like setting above the head, and the heat is scorching the black earth. It’s easy to wait until nightfall, and the feeling of humidity and heat is still there. It didn't dissipate, and when I came back from a walk, my vest was soaked with sweat. The old people said it was going to rain, not light rain, but heavy rain or heavy rain.
That night, Zhou Bingyi’s house.
Hao Dongmei was sitting on the single sofa, holding the armrest with both hands. There were a few white hairs scattered around her temples, and the crow's feet at the corners of her eyes were a little deeper. She looked much older than Zheng Juan who was sitting on the three-person sofa.
"Say Zhou Bingyi collects money? If he collected money, he wouldn't do so many things that offend people. Only mediocre people in the world are blameless and honorless, so they do more things to offend people, do less things to offend people less, and don't do anything. They are sinners, but look at them, have they been reported? No, they live a good life."
The more she spoke, the more excited she became: "If you ask me to say that they are much more harmful, look at this house, which is allocated by our hospital. It is not big, with two bedrooms. I have worked in Bingyi for so many years, from the Forestry Bureau to the Industrial and Commercial Bureau. He went to the tire factory and then to Hayang, until he was transferred back to Jichun and became the mayor. He didn't even ask for the house he was supposed to have. He said that we had no children and were busy at work during the day, so it was better to give the house to people in need, saying that he would take it. Who did he spend the money on? Bingkun? Even if he collected the money for a lifetime, would he be able to get one thousandth of Bingkun's net worth?"
"Sister-in-law, don't get angry in a hurry. Bingkun said that he has arrived in Jichun and is looking for someone to inquire about his eldest brother. He will be fine." What could Zheng Juan do? She could only comfort her with gentle words.
"I believe there is nothing wrong with him, and I believe the people in the investigation team will clear him. But you know, he is a cancer patient. As a doctor, I know better than anyone else what kind of impact this pressure may have on him. harm."
"Brother, cancer?"
Zheng Juan looked stunned. She had never thought that the situation was so bad. She was secretly glad that she didn't tell Li Suhua about it. Otherwise, God knows whether the old lady could bear this blow.
"Sister-in-law, don't be sad. My eldest brother is a good person and nothing will happen to him."
When she said this, she remembered something Zhou Bingkun said inadvertently the last time he went home. He said that people who only work for light words are not worth it, so Zhou Bingyi, a fool, tried his best not to pull them out of poverty. But material poverty is easy to solve, but ideological poverty may not change after decades.
It seems that he knew Zhou Bingyi had cancer early on.
Hao Dongmei turned her head and wiped away her tears, and gave her a forced smile: "Where's Mom? Is she okay at home alone?"
"It's okay. Mom is going to dance square dance with the old men and women in the community after dinner. She used to say that she couldn't get used to living in a building. Now if you mention it to her, she will say when did I ever say such a thing? I don’t know if she is pretending to be confused or if she is really confused.”
"It's great." Hao Dongmei said, "Mom will be blessed to have a daughter-in-law like you for the rest of her life."
The atmosphere in the room gradually improved, and suddenly there was a knock on the door.
Zheng Juan said: "Bingkun should be here, I'll open the door."
After saying that, he stood up and went over to open the door.
When she saw the people standing outside, she didn't react for a moment and stayed where she was.
Hao Dongmei didn't know what was going on, and was about to get up to take a look when she suddenly heard a voice saying "come in" from outside, and a disheveled figure was forcibly pushed into the room.
"Zhou Rong?"
She looked carefully and recognized the person's identity.
Not long after Zhou Rong was pushed into the room, Lin Yue also walked in from outside.
At this time, both Hao Dongmei and Zheng Juan discovered a detail. There was a red palm print on Zhou Rong's left face, and it was swollen. It looked like it was beaten by Zhou Bingkun.
"Bingkun, you..."
Zheng Juan was puzzled. Didn't he go to inquire about Zhou Bingyi? Why did he get it for Zhou Rong and do such a heavy hand?
Lin Yue made a silence gesture to her, turned to look at Hao Dongmei and said: "I said, how did Cao Debao Daxiong and those people know that I am the boss of Tangcheng? It is exactly what he said. It is difficult to guard against thieves day and night. .”
"Bingkun, what...is going on?"
"Ask her yourself."
Lin Yue pushed Zhou Rong towards Hao Dongmei: "Do you say it yourself or should I say it for you?"
"Zhou Bingkun, don't bully others too much." Zhou Rong covered her face and said, "Yes, I told Qiao Chunyan and Cao Debao. Did I say something wrong? Aren't you the boss behind Tangcheng? Do you dare to do it or not? Or is it that big brother and you really have a shady off-stage deal?"
As soon as she finished speaking, she heard the sound of footsteps behind her. She tilted her head slightly and glanced at a dark shadow from the corner of her eye.
Pa~
A very loud slap in the face, which made Zheng Juan tremble. She did not expect that Hao Dongmei would also be so angry.
"Did you know your brother has cancer?"
Hao Dongmei raised her hand again, but this time she didn't let it fall. She kept taking deep breaths, trying to suppress the evil fire in her heart. Zhou Rong was eating here a few days ago, and the three of them talked about the optical film while making dumplings. Zhou Bingyi said that he didn't care about outside opinions, but if he said he didn't care about this kind of thing, does Zhou Rong really think that he can preach it everywhere? Wouldn't this add chaos to the Guangzi film demolition plan? What's more, Zhou Bingyi worked very hard on this matter, and he was seriously ill...
She really wanted to beat this sister to death who failed to achieve anything but failed. When Zhou Bingyi gave her the opportunity to go to Peking University, why did he give her up to such a nerd who did everything based on his likes and dislikes and regardless of the consequences?
cancer?
Zhou Rong was shocked. She didn't expect that Zhou Bingyi would work so hard to promote the demolition plan of the optical film even though he was seriously ill.
Lin Yue said: "Zhou Rong, you don't know that the boss has cancer, right? If his condition worsens because he can't bear the pressure, can you still be so confident? Oh, I forgot, although dad is because you talk too much, right? Yes, but you don’t think so. You only think that he was pissed off by me and it’s none of your business. If the boss is gone, you will probably excuse yourself like this------If Tangcheng’s I'm not the boss behind the scenes. If I don't go out into the muddy waters of Guangzi Film, nothing will happen to the boss, right? So all the mistakes are my fault, not yours."
Zhou Rong said: "How do I know that Qiao Chunyan and Cao Debao will report Big Brother? Aren't they very good to you? Aren't they your friends? Look at you..."
Before she could finish her words, she was slapped again.
But this time it was not Hao Dongmei who beat her, but Zheng Juan.
"You are shameless!"
Zheng Juan, who had always been good-tempered, was also irritated. She really couldn't understand why this woman could always put the blame on others.
Hao Dongmei also pointed at the door and suppressed her anger and said: "From now on, I don't have a sister like you, get out! Get out of here!"
Zhou Rong looked at this and that, gritted her teeth and left angrily.
From her point of view, she couldn't accept it. Cao Debao and Qiao Chunyan came to her for help, thinking that the demolition plan was advocated by Zhou Bingyi and that they could use his shortcut to get a house. She told them the truth so that they would not hold it. Picking sesame seeds from watermelon, it is more effective to ask your god brother than to ask the eldest brother of the Zhou family with whom you have not much contact. Is it wrong to do this? She did nothing wrong, but why did everyone accuse her of doing something wrong and not hold Zhou Bingkun accountable.
Zhou Rong couldn't understand what Zheng Juan and Hao Dongmei were thinking, and Zheng Juan and Hao Dongmei couldn't understand her thoughts, and they didn't want to understand her thoughts. For them, the most important thing now was how Zhou Bingyi's situation was.
"Bingkun, didn't you go to inquire about eldest brother? How's the inquiry going?"
"Lu Chuan is here, specifically for this matter. I didn't see him." Lin Yue said, "But don't worry, I have told them that my eldest brother has stomach cancer, and they promised to pay close attention to him." I won’t sit back and let my condition get worse.”
Hao Dongmei felt relieved when she heard this answer: "Bingkun, thank you for your hard work."
"You should." Lin Yue walked to the sofa and sat down, poured a glass of water and took a sip: "By the way, you haven't eaten yet, do you want me to make something?"
Hao Dongmei shook her head: "I'm not hungry."
Lin Yue knew that even if he made it, she wouldn't be in the mood to eat it, so he didn't force it.
"Qiao Chunyan, Cao Debao, Daxiong, Erxiong, Liu Ailin...hehe..."
When Zheng Juan heard him speak in this tone, she felt a little panicked: "Bingkun, don't do anything stupid at this time. Brother's situation is unknown. You are the backbone of me and my sister-in-law now. If something happens because of being angry with them, What can we do about it?"
"Don't worry, I'm already old enough and I've long passed the age of hard work."
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