Zihuatan and the Ax Gang did not fight, and Jiang Jiahao's dream of getting rich overnight was shattered, which made him very distressed.
Fortunately, the news about the Xiangjiang Association Exchange Meeting gave Jiang Jiahao some new ideas in his mind, a good way to make money.
After Buck Tooth Su left, Jiang Jiahao closed his eyes and leaned on the chair. He put his legs on the edge of the table and closed his eyes to rest.
There was a knock on the door of the room, and Zhang Cuilan, wearing a plain white skirt, pushed the door open. When she saw Jiang Jiahao resting with his eyes closed, she tiptoed to leave.
Zhang Cuilan is one of the women brought out by Jiang Jiahao in the refugee camp. She is an authentic Northeastern woman and can be regarded as a fellow villager of Jiang Jiahao in the previous life.
This person had a high school education, so Jiang Jiahao temporarily kept her by his side, serving as an accountant and secretary, serving tea and water, and keeping some simple accounts.
"Is something wrong?"
Jiang Jiahao opened his eyes, looked at Zhang Cuilan's cautiousness like a thief, and asked with a smile.
"Brother Hao, didn't you ask me to pay attention to the casino players who gambled more than a thousand dollars in a single game?"
"A middle-aged man appeared in the front hall. He had lost more than five thousand yuan. He looked like he was not very good at playing with words, and he didn't look like he was here to cause trouble."
"Middle-aged man? You stay in the lounge while I go out and take a look."
Taking his coat and putting it on his body, Jiang Jiahao came to the front hall with his arms hanging on his chest and a cane.
The front hall of Xixiangzi Huatan is very large, covering an area of about 200 square meters. It is filled with gambling tables and crowded with groups of gamers.
"Brother Hao."
As soon as Jiang Jiahao appeared, he immediately had Ma Zi guarding him, blocking Jiang Jiahao's front and back, fearing that the attack would happen again.
Along the way, people who knew Jiang Jiahao greeted him respectfully, and Jiang Jiahao responded frequently.
Soon, Jiang Jiahao came to Xiao Mei's table. This was the largest table in Xixiang Zihuatan, and the person sitting in charge must be the top dealer.
A game of Zi Hua at this table requires chips worth 100 yuan to start, and it is also the only table in Xixiang Zi Huatan that uses chips.
People who don't have any strength or worth generally don't dare to sit in front of the top dealer.
"Brother Hao, you are here."
Xiao Mei is hosting Zihua. Currently, there is only one middle-aged man playing at the table, with a small pile of chips piled beside him.
When she saw Jiang Jiahao coming with Ma Zai, she quickly bent down and saluted.
"You guys continue."
Jiang Jiahao lit up a cigarette, sat at the inspector's seat in the corner, and looked at Xiao Mei's table.
The middle-aged man at the gambling table originally had his back to Jiang Jiahao. When he saw Xiao Mei's movements, he glanced back subconsciously.
Their eyes met, and the middle-aged man turned around indifferently and continued to place his bets, but Jiang Jiahao's eyes widened.
"Zheng Shaoqiu?"
"No, Zheng Shaoqiu was born in 1947. He is in his twenties at most this year. This guy looks to be in his thirties or forties at the very least!"
"A red and white open-necked T-shirt, brown and white striped cylindrical bell-bottom pants, brown high-heeled leather shoes, ion-perm short hair that reaches the ears, and a look of vicissitudes of life and depression, this look..."
"Could it be that he is Ding Xie?"
"Yao Shou, isn't Ding Xie a big-time figure in the TV series? Why is it linked to Xiangjiang? Could it be that I'm wearing a fake suit?"
"With Ding Crab in Nest, will there be Fang Jinxin? If Fang Jinxin can be brought into his camp, what can make money faster than stock trading?"
In his previous life, Jiang Jiahao was a die-hard fan of Zheng Shaoqiu. He was very familiar with any TV series or movies that Zheng Shaoqiu had filmed!
Now that he saw a middle-aged man who looked exactly like Zheng Shaoqiu in his own place, Jiang Jiahao felt a wave of panic in his heart. He only came back to his senses when the cigarette burned his hands.
"Brother Hao, why are you in the front hall?"
At this time, Buck Ya Su squeezed through the crowd, came to Jiang Jiahao, handed Jiang Jiahao an envelope, and then whispered in his ear.
"I found the old ghost, he took the money and gave me this."
"Go and find two brothers to keep an eye on him. Within three days, I want to get all the information about this person, including where he lives and who his friends are. You must investigate him carefully!"
Jiang Jiahao took the envelope and put it in his arms, glanced at the middle-aged man's back, buck-toothed Su understood it, and left quickly.
Jiang Jiahao stood up and left. The moment he turned around, he put his right hand behind his back and made a special gesture to Xiao Mei.
Back in the lounge, Jiang Jiahao sat down on the chair, frowning and thinking.
Seeing this, Zhang Cuilan walked up behind Jiang Jiahao and kneaded Jiang Jiahao's temples: "Brother Hao, is this strong enough?"
Jiang Jiahao didn't speak, he just put his legs on the edge of the table, leaned on the back of the chair, and closed his eyes.
Near noon, Xiao Mei knocked on the door of the lounge and came to Jiang Jiahao. Seeing that Jiang Jiahao had fallen into a deep sleep, she hesitated whether to wake him up.
Zhang Cuilan's technique was very good. Jiang Jiahao, who was a little tired, took a nap and opened his sharp eyes when he noticed someone entering the room.
When Xiao Mei saw Jiang Jiahao waking up, a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth: "Brother Hao, according to your arrangement, I let him win a few small games, and then emptied his chips."
"Have you seen this man before?"
Jiang Jiahao lit up a cigarette, took a sip, and handed it to Xiao Mei. Xiao Mei took it and started to organize her words.
"I've seen him five times, the last time was a month ago, before you came to take over here."
"This man's name is Ding Li. He is Ma Zi from Qunyi. He hangs out with Big D, but he doesn't seem to be welcomed by Big D."
"Oh yes, this person is very good at fighting. The most glorious record is that one person almost overturned all the bodyguards at Yingjing Entertainment Center."
"It is said that because he is very good at fighting, he was favored by Big D and became his subordinate."
"When Ding Li comes to Xixiangzi Huatan, he never sits at the empty seats. Every time he exchanges at least 5,000 yuan in chips, he only sits at the 100-yuan table."
"This person is a bad gambler and has a moody personality, especially after he is drunk."
"When I was stall owner Zhang, Ding Li came to Huatan and injured a dealer, which made stall owner Zhang very angry."
"If Big D hadn't come forward to protect Ding Li later, stall owner Zhang would definitely not have let Ding Li go."
Jiang Jiahao lit up another cigarette after hearing this, but his doubts deepened. This man who looked exactly like Zheng Shaoqiu was not called Ding Xie, but Ding Li?
Are there really people who look so similar in the world, or is this person actually a relative of Zheng Shaoqiu?
No, anyone who looks so similar must be a twin brother. Jiang Jiahao had never heard of Zheng Shaoqiu having any brothers in his previous life.
He looked at Xiao Mei and continued to ask: "Why do you know him so well? Does he have any friends in the stock and financial fields?"
"The dealer who Ding Li injured was the teacher who introduced me to the industry. She has disappeared since she was abused by Ding Li. Otherwise, I would not have become the top dealer here."
"I have looked for teachers and investigated some things about Ding Li, but to no avail."
"Ding Li does have a brother who grew up with him. It is said that he works at the Chinese Stock Trading Center. I don't know exactly what he does."
Speaking of her teacher, Xiao Mei's eyes were filled with sadness. She looked deeply at Jiang Jiahao and turned to leave.
"Brother Hao, you have to be careful about this Ding Li. He will do anything for money. He is a lunatic."
Jiang Jiahao watched Xiao Mei leave and already had a plan in mind, waiting for the results of Buck Ya Su's tracking to come out.
He must go to the Chinese Stock Trading Center in person to meet Ding Li's brother.
After extinguishing the cigarette butt, he took out the envelope from his arms and tore it open. Jiang Jiahao looked through the old ghost's reply. There were only a few words on the letter and a photo.
The group photo is black and white. There are about forty people in the photo, tall, short, fat and thin, including men and women.
The first few people held scissors and made ribbon-cutting gestures. The rest of the people applauded with smiles on their faces. Behind them was the magnificent Wanguohao Hotel with a high-hanging plaque.
On the photo, the heads of more than a dozen people were circled with red pen, and their names were marked: Police Commissioner McDonald, the Commissioner’s wife Lian Monroe, Chinese Chief Inspector Lu Hua, Yau Ma District Inspector Yan Tong, Qun Yi The leader of the hall is Lai Hao, Jiu Hesheng sits in the hall, Da Hongfei, and the supernova boss Jiang Tianhua...
There are only a few words on the note: There is no boundary in the abyss, tigers and dragons retreat, and mortals' lives are in danger if they touch it.
"Haha~ This guy even talks about writing, he didn't even graduate from elementary school!"
Jiang Jiahao looked at the photos. The photos were a little gray. At least they were old photos from a few years ago. He just didn't know where the old ghost got them.
Recalling the appearance of the old ghost in his memory, Jiang Jiahao suddenly became particularly curious about this person.
The original owner met the guy in the refugee camp before, and they only knew that he was from Shanghai and came to Xiangjiang to make money. The fishing boat he was smuggling into was investigated and he was thrown into the refugee camp.
The identity of the old ghost is a mystery. He told the original owner that he only had a primary school diploma. Only a ghost would believe that a primary school diploma could have such abilities!
Jiang Jiahao felt that he should take the time to visit the row of buildings in Dongsan Alley and meet this old ghost.
The door was pushed open, Zhang Cuilan walked into the lounge with a cold face, and threw an IOU in front of Jiang Jiahao.
Jiang Jiahao looked at the IOU suspiciously, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared.
"Go and call Aang in."
