The Sick and Weak Horse Dressed As a Villain

Chen Jianan almost wanted to pinch Qiao Wen's shoulder and shake him awake.

He is a poor ghost with a clean face all the year round, let alone 20,000 yuan, he can't get the two hundred yuan, but he is afraid that Granny Qiao is worried, so he has to work hard to squeeze out a smile, bit the bullet and said, "Yes, I just ask the fourth brother for help."

In Qiao's opinion, although Anan is not very old, she was a child who had ideas and troubles since she was a child. In the past two years, she joined Hexing Society and has done a lot for neighbors in the neighborhood. Hearing what he said, I felt relieved and sighed again: "You have to go the right way and you can't get the addiction to money gambling."

Chen Jianan patted his chest and promised: "Of course."

Soothing grandma, the two went upstairs.

Chen Jianan saw that Qiao Wen was not in a hurry, and couldn't help it. As soon as he entered the door, he grabbed his shoulders and gritted his teeth and said: "Xiao Qiao, Uncle Ming is not a joke about this. We have no money in two days. , Baolian still has to be taken away. Scar is probably going to trouble us."

With his iron claws, even if he didn't use much force, Qiao Wensheng, who was holding the delicate skin and tender flesh, felt pain: "Brother Nan, don't worry!"

"Can I not be in a hurry? This is 20,000 yuan, where shall we find it? Even if the neighbours are willing to help collect it, it is estimated that we can make a small amount."

Qiao Wen brushed away his hand and said, "Brother Nan, you forgot Lin Zhaoming?"

Chen Jianan was taken aback for a moment, obviously he didn't react: "Lin Zhaoming?"

"Didn't he give you a card to thank you? Twenty thousand yuan is an astronomical figure for us, and for billionaires like him, it is a matter of sprinkling water."

Chen Jianan frowned two handsome eyebrows, and he was hesitant: "Can it work? If he finds out that I am from Hexingshe, he still wants to kill him? Don't say giving money, I am afraid that the bodyguard will directly hit him. Die me?"

Qiao Wen smiled and shook his head: "Don't worry, even if he finds out that Lord Leopard sent someone to kill him, but his identity is there, I will never believe that Lord Leopard will find a 49-year-old boy to do this, and you will do it for him. He blocked the Vietnamese assassin, which means that you don’t even know that Master Leopard is going to kill him.” He paused, and said, “He must not look down on people like us, but I read in the newspaper that he is a man. People who talk about credit, since they have given you a card, as long as we speak, we will definitely send the money. That's good."

Chen Jianan nodded: "It makes sense, then I'll call and try it." As if thinking of something, he raised his eyelids, cleared his throat, and tentatively said, "Since 20,000 yuan is just a spill for him Water, can I speak more points?"

Qiao Wen laughed: "No! Rich people like Lin Zhaoming are very defensive. If we speak loudly, he will definitely think that he is going to blackmail him, maybe we will steal chickens and lose rice. Twenty thousand yuan is just right to watch. It's like an amount for emergency rescue. And when the time comes, we have to say that this money will never be taken for nothing, and we can do something for him in return.

Chen Jianan said amused: "What can we two poor boys do for billionaires?"

Qiao Wen said: "For example...help him find out who is the one who wants his life?"

Chen Jianan was stunned, and said, "Master Leopard also uses money to help people with things, and some people look for Master Leopard. They rely on intermediaries to avoid revealing their identity. Let alone me, I'm afraid Master Leopard doesn't even know about it. Who was the one who asked him to kill Lin Zhaoming."

Qiao Wen curled the corner of his mouth with an unpredictable expression, thinking that Zhao Shanhai might not know, but he himself, a book wearer, knew very well. However, he couldn't tell Chen Jianan, only saying: "It's okay, I can find out."

Chen Jianan looked up and down suspiciously. He was very sure that it was not his own illusion that day in the teahouse. Xiao Qiao was indeed different from usual. It was clearly the pale face he was familiar with, but it seemed like he was judged by the past. If two people.

However, he has always been careless and careless. This kind of change that he can't say is not bad, and even surprised him a little, so he didn't think too much, just pinched Qiao Wen's face, curled his mouth, and joked: "Little Joe, are you possessed by something? Get Xiao Qiao back soon."

Qiao Wen was a little guilty for some reason, then rolled his eyes and opened his hand: "Brother Nan, stop making trouble, go find a card and call."

Chen Jianan laughed and jumped out, suddenly remembering something, turned around and picked up his cane, and turned into a limping.

Don't say it, pretends to be a bit like.

Most people in the walled city do not have telephones. They usually use public phones if they want to use their phones. Chen Jianan had to pretend that his legs and feet were injured and inconvenienced. Most of the hour has passed.

But obviously things are going well. When he entered the door, his handsome face had a big smile: "Little Qiao, Lin Zhaoming asked me to meet tomorrow."

This was naturally expected by Qiao Wen. He nodded: "I will go with you."

"Okay, you have more ideas than me now, I feel at ease with you."

Qiao Wen smiled and shook his head, watching him slumped on the sofa, his legs were placed on his own lap in a very straightforward manner, and he silently slapped him away. After thinking for a while, he said, "Brother Nan, I Knowing that you joined the Hexing Society, you think you can have an amulet. This identity is indeed useful. If it were not for you, Baolian would probably be taken away today." He paused slightly, "But you really intend to follow the four. Brother bastard?"

Chen Jianan said nonchalantly: "I also want to find out to find a serious thing to do, but you also know that I haven't read a book for a few years, and I can't speak English. What can I do if I leave the city? Pull a rickshaw or go to the dock Do coolies? If people like me want to get rich, they can only become chicken heads or sell white powder." After turning around, he quickly grinned at Qiao Wen, "Don't worry, I won't do these hurtful things. My grandfather fought the Eight-Nation Allied Forces, and my father fought against the Japanese. Our Chen family all walked the right way in terms of solar terms, and I would not go the wrong way."

Qiao Wen laughed: "If you say so, I can rest assured. Don't worry, now Hong Kong City is a good time for development. There are many opportunities. We will definitely go out."

Chen Jianan sat upright, wrapped his thin shoulders, and said in a leisurely manner: "Actually, who doesn't want to open this place? You said it is the fish ball shop Gu's wife who doesn't want it? Or is Uncle Ming who doesn't want Baolian? Grandma doesn't want it? Lian Hao Zai I always say I want to go out. The walled city is not good. The police don’t come in, and no one cares about killing and arson. The triad boss is here as the emperor. Everyone has a hard time for all the expenses. But we people here. Many of them have gone through wars and famines, desperate and settled. No matter how hard they are, they can at least have a place to live, enough to eat and be warmed by tiles. I am a young and strong offspring who left here to ask for it. It’s not difficult to eat food, but in this situation, I stay here so I can take care of the neighbors in the neighborhood."

As he said, he leaned back lazily on the sofa and said casually: "Sometimes I actually think that if I were the boss of Hexingshe, maybe we people would not have to suffer this way."

Qiao Wen looked at him in shock. He didn't expect him to be a foolish little bastard. He would still have this knowledge. It was sobering in the world, but he underestimated him.

And wanting to be the boss is just for the neighbours in the walled city to live better. However, what he didn't know was that people couldn't help themselves in the arena. Even if he really became the boss, he would become the second Zhao Shanhai in all likelihood.

He forgot, there are still two years before the ICAC was established and the whole city was wiped out and the police stationed in the walled city. It's just that the arrival of the police has not completely changed the current situation. The crime rate is still high, and the people's life is still difficult. After all, this place remained a tumor-like existence in Hong Kong until it was demolished in the early 1990s.

Therefore, it is necessary to leave.

After Chen Jianan said these words, he thought of something and asked curiously: "Xiao Qiao, you said there is a way to find out who wants to kill Lin Zhaoming, what is the way?"

Of course, Qiao Wen didn't really have a way, but as someone who had read the original book, he knew who it was. Because Lin Zihui made his fortune later, and tried every means to find out who was behind the killing of his father, he naturally determined that the killer was Chen Jianan and avenged the murder of his father.

However, it is useless to know who it is. You must find evidence to prove it to Lin Zhaoming.

He thought for a moment, and said, "Remember the young man with glasses in the Furong Tea Room? His name is Lin Zhaoming, Abba, and he should be his illegitimate child raised outside. Since the message provided to the killer is the Furong Tea Room, it means that he wants to kill Lin Zhaoming. , Knows his whereabouts and background well. We can start from the Furong Tea Room."

Chen Jianan still had an impression of Lin Zihui, who was stupid, but what Qiao Wen said made him confused. He touched his head and frowned, "Really?"

"Brother Nan, believe me, and believe in yourself."

Chen Jianan raised an eyebrow and smiled: "Yes, who is my beautiful Zainan? I can't do this, so how can I get mixed up? To be honest, I was going to kill people. Money, it’s hard to say, if you can do something for others, then you can get this money with peace of mind."

Qiao Wen looked at him calmly, but said nothing.

After being in this world for just a few days, leaving the influence of his original body aside, he found that Chen Jianan was a little surprised for him.

This big villain who will do no evil in the future turned out to be a good young man with a sense of justice at this time.

Even if it wasn't for Xiao Qiaowen, just because of this person, he would never let him follow the old path in the book.

He didn't tell Chen Canan, in fact, this time he went to Lin Zhaoming, first to raise money to save Uncle Ming and Baolian, and second, he planned to look for opportunities.

This world is set according to the real world, except for the characters without real existence, all backgrounds are the same as reality. The 1970s was a period of rapid development for Hong Kong City, especially in the past two years. Both the stock market and the real estate market have experienced a wave of market trends. In particular, the stock market will enter a bull market from this year to the first half of next year, with the Hang Seng Index rising from more than 700 to nearly 2,000.

In the original book, Lin Zihui took the 20,000 yuan given to him by the Lin family as a beggar to enter the stock market. After half a year, he made nearly one million. Then before the stock market crash in the second half of the year, he withdrew from the stock market and invested in real estate, which allowed him to make more money. In the following years, the protagonist's aura opened up and he became a wealthy businessman in Hong Kong.

Lin Zihui's template is here, and of course he also uses it. It’s just that he and Chen Jianan’s starting point is much lower than Lin Zihui. Not to mention 20,000 yuan, 2,000 yuan can’t be taken out. It’s definitely impossible to invest in the stock market right away, so he has to get the first pot of gold as soon as possible. Earn a wave from the stock market before the stock market crash.

And Lin Zhaoming, a billionaire, is obviously a good opportunity for him to make his first pot of gold.