Rebirth of the Flying Era

   Chapter 132 Cents

   Zhang Fugui finally breathed a sigh of relief.

   He knew the ability of the person in front of him, no matter what it was, as long as he promised to do it, it would be done.

The middle-aged man said again: "But... this time when it comes to strong sex, you must hold down the bitter master. Isn't it about men and women~ Don't be afraid to spend money at this time, there is a saying that the people will not raise officials and will not be investigated. , as long as the woman keeps her mouth shut, it won't be difficult to do."

   "Hungry to know~" Zhang Fugui was so anxious that even his native dialect came out.

   By the time he left here, a man in his 60s had been tossing for several days, and he was already exhausted physically and mentally, but there was no way to do it, who made that his son!

  Zhang Fugui was strong, patted his cheeks with his hands, and hurried home.

  Yesterday, in order to get Zhang Qiwen out of the bureau, he made an exception and went to Zhang Erzhu's house to get two large yellow croakers.

   Originally thought that one would be enough, take an extra one, and hit the rich, it must be enough.

   But I didn't expect it to be a mess, and now I have to go again.

   Zhang Fugui knew very well that frequent visits to Zhang Erzhu would easily arouse suspicion, especially Zhang Erzhu himself.

   Zhang Erzhu did not know that there was a windfall in his cellar.

   Yesterday, Zhang Fugui showed a lot of clues in his eagerness. If he goes again today, it will add to the danger of exposure.

   On the way, Zhang Fugui was walking and thinking about whether he should just take all the money and find another place to hide.

   However, when he came to Zhang Erzhu's house, an ominous foreboding occurred spontaneously.

   Zhang Fugui frowned, staring at the lock on the door nose.

   Zhang Erzhu usually never locks when he goes to work, and only puts the lock on unless he goes out for a few days.

  Zhang Fugui took a deep breath and comforted himself: "It's okay, maybe there is something wrong with Erzhuzi..."

   While talking, he took out the key to open the door.

  Zhang Fugui has the key here, insert it into the keyhole and twist it, the lock pops open with a click.

  Zhang Fugui breathed a sigh of relief, if Zhang Erzhu changed the lock, that would be the real culprit.

   However, just after he was relieved and pushed the door into the house, he fell to the bottom.

  I saw that the house was in a mess, as if a devil had entered the village!

  Especially on the **** position, Zhang Erzhu's parents lost their rankings.

  Zhang Fugui's head flickered, his eyes darkened for a while, and he called out, "It's over!"

   swayed, stretched out his hand to hold the wall, and finally did not fall.

   It took half a minute for him to recover and rush to the cellar in a hurry.

   After a while, the lights under the cellar were turned on.

  The wooden shelf was moved to the side, the bricks were pried up, the greased paper and wooden boards were thrown on the sides, and the hole below was empty.

"oops!"

   Zhang Fugui screamed while pressing his chest!

   That box of gold and silver, although not all his belongings, but also a quarter, all of them were lost!

   This is like cutting flesh in his heart!

  Zhang Fugui was panting heavily, his face flushed red, like a mad cow, gritted his teeth and said, "Zhang Erzhu! You~ you bastard! You can't die..."

   But a few dozen meters away, in Room 304 of the hotel next door, it was a different scene.

   The small black wooden box was open on the table.

  Du Fei, Jiang Donglai, Zhao Xiaohu, and Cheng Dajun were surrounded.

  In addition to Du Fei's indifferent face, the other three, including Jiang Donglai, all showed a face they had never seen before.

   Actually, I can't blame them. Even if Jiang Dong came to be the deputy chief of the security department, his monthly salary was only 87 yuan.

   Zhao Xiaohu and Cheng Dajun, one is a staff member, 27 yuan a month; the other is a patrol team member, equivalent to a large group, 22 yuan a month.

   At this time, there were hundreds of taels of silver in front of them, plus a thousand yuan in the ocean. If it was changed into money, it would be nearly four thousand yuan.

   It is enough for Cheng Dajun to work for fifteen years without eating or drinking!

   They didn't know that the real big head here was taken away by Du Fei long ago.

   In the end, Jiang Donglai came to his senses first, looked at Du Fei and said, "Xiao Du, what do you say?"

Du Fei looked at Zhao Xiaohu and Chen Dajun, who were looking forward to it, and said to Jiang Donglai: "These things, half of your family, Xiaohu and Dajun are your brothers, how much you share, and the other people, I will responsible."

  Jiang Donglai nodded, Du Fei said it fairly and even exceeded his expectations.

   Jiang Donglai's performance this time is really not brilliant.

  If Du Fei hadn't found out the address of Zhang's family's hidden money from other sources and counted on Jiang Dong to come to the three of them, he might have gotten it in the end.

   Even if Du Fei only moved his mouth from the beginning to the end, it was the three of them who contributed, but according to Du Fei's role, if it was three to seven or four to six, Jiang Donglai had nothing to say.

As for what was given to Zhao Xiaohu and Cheng Dajun, Jiang Donglai did not avoid Du Fei, but simply said: "Huzi, Dajun, this time Xiao Du gave us 50%, which is really a compliment to us. You two must know what to do in the future. , the idea is to make up for it.”

   Zhao Xiaohu was more clever, and said quickly: "Thank you uncle, thank you brother Du."

  Cheng Dajun was half a beat slower, and quickly thanked him, but stared at Da Yang with a wide-eyed smile.

   This time, he and Zhao Xiaohu were able to share 100 taels of ocean and 10 taels of silver. They sold them all and exchanged them for money, nearly 400 yuan, which was more than their annual salary!

   At the same time, Zhang Fugui came out of Zhang Erzhu's house in a daze, with a pale face covering his chest with his hands, his feet deep and shallow.

   Seeing him like this, he asked worriedly, "His uncle, are you all right?"

   Zhang Fugui seemed to have never heard of it, and walked out of the yard step by step. He didn't even know how he got home.

  The house is empty, and the stove is already cold.

  The son was caught in the bureau, and the daughter went to hide at her second aunt's house because of Li Shengli's incident.

Zhang Fugui swayed and sat down, covered his face with his hands and buried his head between his knees, suppressed his emotions, and cried softly: "Retribution~ Retribution! God! I, Zhang Fugui, have been a traitor, and I have done many evils. You punish me. I'm alone, why...why should retribution be on Qiwen and Xiaoyun! When they were young...what a good child..."

   Zhang Fugui was exhausted, crying and crying, but he didn't get up, his body crooked, and he fainted on the ground.

With a bang, his head slammed on the leg of the table, and his forehead immediately turned red.

   But the stinging pain also made him wake up with an "uh" sound, he covered the sore spot with his hand, and when he looked at the palm of his hand, it was actually bloody!

  Zhang Fugui quickly got up and took a look at the mirror.

   Fortunately, only a little bit of skin was broken, but it was not a big problem.

  Zhang Fugui sighed, secretly thinking that he was unlucky, but he cheered up, dealt with the wound hastily, and began to think about what to do next.

   Although the money hidden in Zhang Erzhu's house was lost, Zhang Qiwen had to save it, and Section Chief Qin promised to send two large yellow croakers there.

   There is also the bitter owner of the case, which must be settled with money.

  Thinking about it, it's all about making money.

   (end of this chapter)