In the end, Yang Lingzi chose to live in her own home with her parents, and Yang's mother could also take care of her personally. Wang Zhong paid for Qiqi's living expenses and nutrition, which totaled a thousand yuan every month.
Although it's already 1996, one thousand yuan is really a lot of money. A month's salary for working in many places along the coast is only this little.
That afternoon, Yi Cheng received a call from Wen Ju'an, asking him to go home for dinner in the evening. Wang Zhong had something to discuss with him.
Now that Song Qingyuan has Sanli, he rushes to find Sanli every day after work. How can there be an uncle like Air Traffic Controller Yicheng who is not alone?
After work, Song Qingyuan drove to find Sanli as usual. Yicheng rode his bicycle and drove slowly towards Xuanwu Lake.
"Uncle, why can't we talk on the phone and why do you have to call me here?" Yicheng poured Wang Zhong a cup of tea.
Wang Chong gave a blank look: "Can't I ask you to come over?"
"No way, don't I feel strange in my heart!" Yi Cheng's expression suddenly changed and he asked, "Did something happen to Qiqi's place again?"
"I'm watching over Qiqi, what could happen?"
Hearing Wang Zhong's confident words, Yicheng didn't dare to refute, let alone bring up the matter of Qiqi and Yang Lingzi. After knowing the cause and effect of the matter, Yicheng also knew that Wang Zhong could not be blamed for this matter.
Who would have thought that in just half the winter vacation, that boy Qiqi would have a relationship with this girl.
"Have you heard about the fund-raising that Xu Funian did recently?" Wang Zhong asked again.
"I know!" Yicheng naturally knew this too: "I heard from my dad that he wanted to invest, but I scolded him."
"If it's useful to scold him, he won't be called Qiao Zuwang!" Wang Zhong said angrily.
Qiao Yicheng's expression changed instantly: "Did he invest money in it?"
"I voted, and I voted a lot!"
"Since you know everything, why don't you stop me? If you open your mouth, how dare my dad not listen."
Wang Zhong said: "I did it on purpose!"
"Ah?" Yi Cheng looked at Wang Zhong in confusion: "On purpose?"
Wang Zhongdao: "Like Xu Funian's approach, I think it is most likely a Ponzi scheme in finance."
"Ponzi scheme?" Yi Cheng didn't know much about this professional name in the financial field.
Wang Zhongdao: "It's something created by a foreign swindler who specializes in defrauding money. To put it simply, it means tearing down the east wall and repairing the west wall. To put it more straightforwardly, it means finding people to invest and using new investors through constant publicity. money to pay interest and short-term returns to old investors in order to create the illusion of making money, and then defraud more investments. People are greedy. They are cautious at first and will definitely not believe it. But when they see the people around them After making money from investing, and making a lot of money at that, can they still resist investing money?"
Issei's brows furrowed into a frown: "I can't help it."
"Your dad couldn't hold it back. Recently he even planned to vote with me!"
"I'll go find him!" Yi Cheng stood up angrily and was about to go find Qiao Zuwang to settle the score, but was stopped by Wang Zhong.
"stop!"
"What's the point of going now? You don't know what your father's temper is like? Even ten cows can't pull back what he has decided. How can he listen to you?"
"Then we can't watch him hit the wall, right?" Issei said.
Wang Zhongdao: "Your father is a man who never takes advantage. He likes pie-in-the-sky things the most. If you don't let him hit the wall and knock his head all over, will he remember this lesson?"
Yi Cheng sat back again: "Then you asked me to come?"
"Aren't you a journalist? Isn't it your job to reveal the truth about this scam to the people so that no more people will be deceived in the future?"
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His eyes lit up instantly.
Wang Zhong said: "Bei Bei and his friends have been keeping an eye on this matter recently. He will come over later. Then you can follow him and he will help you."
"Xiang Beifang?" Yicheng was a little surprised, but immediately nodded: "Okay, I will try my best."
"Remember, you may alert others. Don't expose yourself. Don't act impulsively. Listen to your friends from the north in everything."
"I see!"
After a while, Xiang Beifang arrived wearing a windbreaker, sunglasses, and an erect back. If it weren't for the toothpick in his mouth, he would look like the reincarnation of Ma Ge.
"master!"
After greeting Wang Zhong, Xiang Beiyi looked at Yicheng with a smile on his face: "I'm telling you, Yicheng, you are too uninterested. How long has it been, I haven't seen you come to play with me!"
A smile appeared on Yicheng's face and he joked with Xiang Beifang: "Boss Xiang is so busy. How dare I, a little reporter, waste your time."
"This is a foreign thing! Why are our brothers saying such unorthodox words!" Xiang Bei said.
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The next day, Yicheng pulled Song Qingyuan and went to Xiang Beiyi together to prepare to follow up and report on Xu Funian's fund-raising.
"I have asked people to investigate this matter a long time ago, but now I have only investigated Xu Funian's superior, a manager named Liu, whose full name is Liu Jianjun. He usually lives in XX Hotel with his secretary. Xu Funian usually just Contact him. The relationship between Xu Funian and Liu Jianjun is very subtle. They usually look like managers Liu’s subordinates, but they don’t look like them."
"What do you mean?" Song Qingyuan asked doubtfully.
"It stands to reason that Liu Jianjun is the person in charge of each area. The person in charge of Gulou District is Uncle Qiao. Liu Jianjun met Uncle Qiao through Xu Funian, but every time he contacts the area leaders like Uncle Qiao, It's Liu Jianjun, Xu Funian disappeared for a while since he introduced Uncle Qiao to Liu Jianjun, and he just reappeared recently."
"We have installed surveillance cameras and video recorders in the hotel conference room and the rooms they live in. Every day's content will be screened out and saved. I have also arranged for people to keep an eye on Xu Funian's side. Now we are waiting for them to reveal themselves. It’s wrong.”
Yicheng and Song Qingyuan looked at each other.
"You've already done all the work. Are we just here to pick up the bargains?" Song Qingyuan and Xiang Beiyi grew up in the same compound, so their words were naturally even more rude.
"Aren't you happy to find a bargain for you?" Xiang Beigui was also rude, but with a smile on his face.
"Why aren't you happy? I'm so happy! You saved me a lot of time by doing this. I'm still feeling uncomfortable just for free." Song Qingyuan raised his head and said.
"Come on, I don't have so much free time to accompany you here. Hundreds of brothers are still waiting for me to start work. If you have any questions, just ask Xiaohu directly. He is a professional."
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Qiao Zuwang carried the pig head meat, which he had just bought a long time ago, and walked home happily, humming a little tune.
"Hey, Qiao Guoguo, look at your cheerful face, where did you come from?"
"What's the matter?" Qiao Zuwang didn't answer, looking at his neighbor Sister Wu with a flattering smile on his face, a smile appeared on his face.
"It's nothing. I just want to ask, when will my money be distributed as dividends?" Sister Wu was a little cautious.
Qiao Zuwang said, "Why are you so anxious? You only invested three thousand yuan, but I invested eight thousand!"
Sister Wu said with some embarrassment: "Hey, won't the children have summer vacation in a few months? I'm thinking of enrolling my grandson in a cram school to prevent him from playing around in the streets all day long."
"It doesn't cost much to sign up for a cram school! Let's ask your son for it!" Qiao Zuwang saw that Sister Wu still looked embarrassed, and her expression changed: "If you want to take the money back now, that's fine, but let's make a deal first. , if you take it back now, there will be no dividends."
"Ah! This..." Sister Wu hesitated again.
"Well, you go back and discuss it with your son and daughter-in-law first.
Discuss it, think it through, and don’t say that I, a neighbor, don’t take care of you! "
"How about taking it back!" Sister Wu remembered that her son and daughter-in-law were having a lot of troubles. She finally gritted her teeth and made a decision: "Then I don't want the dividends."
Qiao Zuwang's smile disappeared instantly, and he said with a cold face: "That's up to you!" After saying that, he was about to leave, but was grabbed by Sister Wu.
"Brother Qiao, you have to give me an accurate estimate of when you can get the money, right?"
"Tomorrow, tomorrow I will go find Manager Liu to help you get the money, okay?"
The next day, Sister Wu was waiting at the door early, watching over Qiao Zuwang's return.
"Qiao Guoguo, where is my money?"
Qiao Zuwang said: "Manager Liu said that now that the money has been invested in production, if you want to get it back, you have to wait until two months at the earliest."
"What, two months later?" Sister Wu suddenly became unhappy: "By then, the day lilies will be cold, no, no, no, you can think of a way."
"As I said, the money has been invested in production, but the things haven't been produced yet. Can I think of anything for you? I'm not Sun Wukong. I can't conjure money out of thin air and give it to you, right?"
Qiao Zuwang's momentum was not weak at all.
"Besides, when you invested the money in the first place, you asked me to invest it yourself. It wasn't me who put a knife on your neck to force you to invest. I told you what I had promised you when you invested the money in the first place. I have to wait until time to get it back. I have invested all my own money. You suddenly ask me for it. I am not the one who prints money. Where can I get the money for you?"
When it comes to the ability to play rogue, there really is no one in Tianshui Lane who can match Qiao Zuwang.
"My sister, it's only two months. There's still more than a month before your grandson goes on summer vacation. Why are you in a hurry! Besides, if you take the money back now, you won't lose more than a dollar or two. Yuan, that’s thousands of dollars, you might as well wait for another two months, it won’t take more than a few days, and then you’ll have all the principal and dividends in your hands at once, and you’re still worried that you won’t have the money to enroll your grandson in a cram school!” Qiao Zu looked at this person. He had no other skills, but he was good at playing rogue and deceiving people. He had a sharp tongue.
Sister Wu also had nothing to do with Qiao Zuwang. They were all neighbors, and she couldn't really take out two knives, put one on Qiao Zuwang's neck, and the other on her own neck, forcing Qiao Zuwang to kill him. Get your own money!
After persuading Sister Wu to leave, Qiao Zuwang had just walked to the door of his house and was about to open the door when his eyes flickered and he turned around and walked out of the alley.
In the small Chinese-style villa on the edge of Xuanwu Lake, Wang Zhong looked at Qiao Zuwang in front of him with some surprise: "You want me to borrow money?"
Although Qiao Zuwang was panicking, he thought of the huge report and said bravely: "I will only borrow it for two months, and I will pay you back after two months."
"What kind of fund-raising are you doing?"
Qiao Zuwang chuckled.
Wang Zhong shook his head and sneered: "If you don't do a good distribution business and just go and raise funds, there is no business in this world that is guaranteed to make a profit."
"Now that the distribution business has stabilized, I'm just idle. I want to find some side business." Qiao Zuwang didn't say anything. After all, he came to Wang Zhong to borrow money.
"How much do you want to borrow?" Good words can't persuade the damn ghost, and Wang Zhong doesn't bother to talk to Qiao Zuwang.
"One hundred thousand!"
"You think I'm a rich country squire, asking for a hundred thousand!"
"Your garment factory pays hundreds of millions in taxes alone every year. One hundred thousand yuan is nothing to you."
"You're thinking shit! My money didn't come from the strong wind."
"Then how much can you borrow?"
"Twenty thousand at most!"
Qiao Zuwang looked at Wang Zhong's expression of love and he could only compromise: "Twenty thousand is twenty thousand."
"Wait!"
"Ju'an, go upstairs and get 20,000 yuan, and take down the paper, pen and ink pads on the way."
As soon as Wang Zhong finished speaking, Qiao Zuwang frowned: "What do you mean?"
Wang Zhongdao: "Brothers are still settling accounts openly. Besides, I'm not optimistic about your fund-raising business at all. If you really want to borrow money from me, just write an IOU. If you can't pay it back, you won't be able to pay it back in the future." Just work for me to pay off your debt!"
Qiao Zuwang wanted to refuse, but looking at Wang Zhong's merciless expression, he couldn't say anything.
After a while, Wen Ju'an came down with two stacks of banknotes, paper and pen, and placed them in front of Wang Zhong.
Wang Zhong picked up the brush and wrote the IOU, then pushed the pen and paper to Qiao Zuwang: "Read it clearly first. If you don't know how to read, I can read it to you."
Qiao Zuwang ignored Wang Zhong, picked up the manuscript and started reading it. He immediately frowned and looked at Wang Zhong: "Why is there still interest?"
"You see clearly, the interest will not be calculated until you pay back the money two months later. If you can pay it back on time, there will be no loss to you whether there is interest or not."
"If you have no objection, just sign your name and fingerprint, and the money will be yours."
Qiao Zuwang gritted his teeth, "Okay, I'll sign!"
After watching Qiao Zuwang sign his name and put his thumbprint on the name and time, Wang Zhong pushed the 20,000 yuan to him.
"Let me remind you one last time, there is no such thing as a pie in the sky. Don't be cheated and count the money." Wang Zhong didn't let go immediately. He looked at Qiao Zuwang and spoke for the last time.
"I know my own affairs well!" Qiao Zuwang's eyes did not waver at all.
Wang Zhong let go of his hand and said, "Then I wish you good luck!"
"Thank you for your good words!"
