Chapter 288 The good-reading pretty boy is the most ruthless "What can you do for me?" This is a very broad proposition, no less than the question “What is your dream?” Even Wan Xulin, who was in despair, was stunned for a moment, and tried hard to reflect on what he could do? Finally I realized that I seem to be... just a liar. "I can do anything, whatever you need, boss!" Wan Xulin didn't dare to tell the truth, because he saw a glimmer of hope from the young man's question. Chen smiled, revealing a row of white teeth, which seemed somewhat out of place in the messy and rough office. "I don't listen to that." Chen Zhuo repeated the question again: "What can you do for me?" The same sentence was repeated twice. I learned in junior high school that this serves the rhetorical purpose of [enhancing tone and emphasis].
"I……" Wan Xulin began to panic. Although Chen Zhe did not look as vicious as Wang Youqing, judging from his cold attitude just now. If the answer is not good, he will turn around and leave. While Wan Xulin was thinking hard about what value he could provide, Wang Youqing dragged Chen out of the office. "You're going to use this cheater?" In the corridor where the wind was whistling, Wang Youqing asked with a frown. "He was able to deceive people until now, so he must have some skills." Chen Zhuo neither admitted nor denied it, but just leaned over and looked downstairs curiously. There are handmade scaffoldings everywhere, which are wobbly and look very unstable. "This bastard does have some skills. I have considered whether to recruit him for my own use before." Wang Youqing reminded him, “But I’m also worried that I can’t control him. If I can’t control this kind of person and keep him around, it’s a disaster.” Chen Zhuo nodded slightly, he naturally knew this truth. However, since Chen Zhuo was interested in getting involved in the intermediary industry, he could not avoid having to deal with real estate companies. From Wang Youqing's posture and style today, it could be seen that they were not reasonable people at all. So Chen Zhuo also wanted to get a few pure bad guys around him, and let them do some shady things that cannot be made public. Zhang Guangfeng cannot be trained in this direction. In Chen Zhe's mind, he, like Song Qing, Fang Qing and others, is the backbone of the management team in the future. Chen still wanted to keep Zhang Guangfeng in the company as a scapegoat, but he was not prepared to let him fall into the quagmire of the gray world. "I know." Chen Zhe looked calm, and even had time to make a joke: "If I use this person, he might have to pay for his past crimes. I will consider it carefully." Seeing Chen Zhe's calm reaction, Wang Youqing subconsciously felt that Chen Zhe could control the liar.
This confidence may be even greater than Chen Zhuo himself. "Brother Wang, if I really plan to arrange it." At this time, Chen Zhuo took the initiative to say: "I will carry the 10 yuan for him. It can be regarded as a temporary loan to him." "We don't talk about this between brothers." Wang Youqing said carelessly, "Just because you remembered to bring cigarettes and alcohol to see your brother before the New Year, I don't even need the 10 yuan." Although he knew that Lao Wang was just being polite, Chen Zhuo still accepted the favor: "I want to thank you, Brother Wang, but let's be honest. If you take me to wash my feet for 10 yuan, I promise not to say a word, but I have to pay you back." "Fuck! Washing feet worth 10 yuan?" Wang Youqing muttered, "Diamond-studded? Last time I followed the young president to hook up with a fourth- or fifth-tier celebrity for only 5 yuan..." Chen grinned and talked about these things. It is estimated that Wang Youqing could brag about them for a whole day and night without even drinking water. After talking nonsense for a while, before returning to the office, Chen Zhuo suddenly asked, "Do you have Wan Xulin's ID card?" Wang Youqing was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "Yes." Then he started cursing again: "This bastard actually had three ID cards, two fake and one real. If I didn't know the name of the account to transfer the money, I would have almost been cheated by him again." "The cunning rabbit has three caves." Chen Zhuo commented that this was probably a normal operation of a smart scammer, especially since it is relatively easy to make fake certificates nowadays. Next, Chen picked up Wan Xulin’s real ID card and walked out again under his eager gaze. Just now, Chen Zhuo and Wang Youqing were chatting enthusiastically about the little star, but Wan Xulin in the room was very nervous. It's like waiting anxiously outside the operating room until the doctor pushes the door and announces the results. Wan Xulin has experienced this feeling many times. A full quarter of an hour later, Chen Zhu returned to the office with a strange expression on his face. He stopped and stared at Wan Xulin until he was terrified. Then Chen said slowly, "You really have a daughter with leukemia? She's 8 years old this year and is living in the ICU of a hospital?" "How, how did you know?" Wan Xulin only felt a sense of fear rising in his heart. He had never been so scared when he was beaten just now. It was as if the softest scale hidden in the heart was suddenly turned out. Chen Zhuo did not explain, but continued: "I also know that your parents have passed away, your wife divorced you, and because you often hide away, you have to change places after living in one place for a short time..." If you want to appear mysterious to someone, you should let the other person know as little as possible. The people can be made to follow it, but they cannot be made to understand it. The great scholars in feudal society had long ago summed up a set of methods to manage all kinds of people. In fact, Chen asked for Wan Xulin's ID card in order to find out his background through the police system. Chen Zhuo asked Lao Chen for help. Chen Peisong is the deputy director of the subdistrict office and a deputy-division-level grassroots cadre. He should have a good relationship with the police station in the jurisdiction.
Therefore, let alone in 2008, even if it is to help investigate someone in 2024, even if it will leave traces of the search, as long as it is Chen Peisong's request, the local police station will generally not shirk its responsibility. Now it is even more direct. In addition to the general investigation, even any hotel where "Wan Xulin" has stayed can be checked clearly. Chen then learned that Wan Xulin had a daughter who was 8 years old and had leukemia. In addition to waiting for bone marrow matching, she often had to go to the hospital for treatment because of her weak resistance and repeated infections. "What do you want to do? Don't go looking for her. I promise you, I can collect 10 yuan in three days!" Wan Xulin was so panicked that he decided to cut off the arm of a hero and shorten the time to raise money to three days. Chen Zhuo and Wang Youqing looked at each other. One was a rough-looking middle-aged scoundrel, and the other was a gentle and cheerful college student. They both understood that this was the key to controlling Wan Xulin. Wang Youqing smacked his lips. It was obvious that Chen Zhuo had just asked the police for help, otherwise he would not have been able to obtain this information so quickly. Wang Youqing also has such a relationship, but he feels that the 10 yuan is not worth using. Judging from Chen Zhe's ability to easily dig up other people's backgrounds, Wang Youqing knew that his judgment was correct. This kid at least had some connections in his background. Now, it depends on how Chen Zhuo "subdues" this liar. Wan Xulin didn't know about Chen Zhuo's plan yet. He was swearing solemnly that he could raise the money by selling his blood and kidney within three days. It’s a pity that no one believed it at all. It seemed like everyone was watching a funny farce, and Wan Xulin was the clown in this farce. Until Chen Zhuo spoke, his voice was not loud, but calm and easy-going. "I can lend you 10 yuan." Chen said. Wan Xulin's eyes lit up. He didn't understand why such a good thing could happen. He was about to express his gratitude. Then I heard Chen say something else: "You can choose not to help and watch Boss Wang take you to the police station, and then your daughter will die in the hospital because no one will take care of her." Wan Xulin's pupils suddenly shrank. This was the situation he was most worried about. "Leukemia is no longer an incurable disease." Chen Zhuo sighed again and advised gently, "It's just that you run around so often, and she has to follow you to different hospitals. You seem to be making money to treat her illness, but in fact you are always tormenting her." "If you really want to save your daughter, it's best to stay in one place for a year or two and find a nationally renowned hospital for systematic treatment." Chen Zhuo gave a good suggestion. Wan Xulin lowered his head. He knew this truth too. But treatment itself is extremely expensive, and if I don’t go out to “earn money”, I simply can’t sustain it. But in their line of work, making money means offending people, and if they don't want to be stabbed to death on the street one day, they have to change jobs frequently. This is a vicious cycle with no end. Wan Xulin is like a donkey pulling a millstone and can never be freed. The reason why he dared to aim for tens of thousands this time was that his daughter had a serious infection some time ago and needed more than 10 for treatment, which a small company could not meet. "If you can stay in Guangzhou, although the beds at Sun Yat-sen University Affiliated Hospital are very limited, I can still arrange one for you..."
Chen had just said halfway when Wan Xulin fell to the ground with a thud. When he raised his head again, his forehead was already bloodshot and purple. Wan Xulin straightened his chest, and only then did he look like a man. Perhaps because of his identity as a "father", he could take responsibility even if he was a liar. He choked up and said, "As long as you can save my daughter, my life will belong to the boss. But I don't have any other skills. If you have any enemies to deal with, just leave it to me!" Wan Xulin finally remembered his "specialty", that is, what he could do for Chen Zhu. Chen waved his hand indifferently: "I like making friends, and I basically don't have any enemies..." Somehow, Chen Zhuo suddenly thought of Yu Xiaoliang. Perhaps in Chen Zhuo's heart, he always felt that there were some problems in Lao Yu's current marriage, which might hurt Yu Baibai. Of course, it was not Yu Xiaoliang who was hurt, but his current wife Tang Xiangyue. There is also Tang Xiangyue's brother, the brother-in-law who often scolds and looks down on Lao Yu. When I came back from the airport that day after seeing him off, I overheard Yu Xiaoliang say that my eldest brother-in-law seemed to be working in a foreign trade company called Lianda in Guangzhou. However, Chen Zhuo was unwilling to talk about this matter in front of so many people. On the contrary, he said righteously: "I don't want you to do anything. Everything you do in the future has nothing to do with me. I just saw that your daughter was sick and I felt pity for her, so I was willing to help. Do you understand?" "……Understand." Wan Xulin was stunned for a while, then nodded vigorously. Wang Youqing exclaimed in praise, saying that with this awareness of shifting the blame and a sense of crisis in preparation for a rainy day, Wan Xulin estimated that everything he did was under control. "Damn, this kid has as many tricks as a hornet's nest." Wang Youqing didn’t know what a natural talent was, but after meeting Chen Zhe and getting to know him, he finally understood what a natural politician was. Chen Zhuo didn't know Wang Youqing's complaints about him yet, so he turned the topic back to Wan Xulin: "There's another question. What if I help you and you run away again?" "I won't run away. I swear on my life that I won't run away!" Wan Xulin sensed the hesitation in Chen's tone and quickly swore an oath with certainty. But he had so little collateral that he could only swear with his own life. Chen Zhuo said nothing, rubbing his chin and looking at Wan Xulin for a while. Then, under the gaze of everyone, he suddenly picked up Wan Xulin and walked out. Then there was a loud bang, and the office door was closed by the draft. The tattooed young men inside looked at each other in bewilderment, and then they heard Wang Youqing yelling, "What the hell are you standing there for? Open it! Aren't you going to watch such a wonderful scene?" A clever younger brother quickly ran to open the door, and saw Chen Zhuo grabbing Wan Xulin's neck with one hand and pinning him to the rusty scaffolding. Wan Xulin's hands were tied with ropes and his neck was stuck. His head was hanging in the air from the corridor on the seventh floor, looking at the first floor in a daze. "Every year people fall and die at construction sites."
Chen said calmly as if he was reporting a piece of news: "Whether you choose to take the compensation or fight for treatment and a chance of saving your daughter's life is entirely up to you." Wan Xulin's throat was choked and he couldn't speak. He just flushed and shook his head desperately, as if to indicate that he wanted to choose the second option. Everyone in the office was stunned. A little follower came up to Wang Youqing and said with a troubled look on his face: "Brother Wang, your friend looks clean and tidy like a pretty boy, and speaks softly like an impotent man. How come he is so ruthless when he does things?" "My friend is a scholar." Wang Youqing snorted coldly and said, "Since ancient times, scholars have always been the most ruthless!" He felt that Wan Xulin should have been almost under control. There was evidence that could send him to jail at any time, and it also gave him hope of curing his daughter. This was a sweet deal. At the same time, it gives him a sense of threat, which is a big stick. With all three measures in place, it was fortunate that Wan Xulin was a man, because if he were a woman she would have started taking off her clothes long ago. After a while, even Chen Zhuo felt that it was about time, so he pulled Wan Xulin back. When he was still in shock and taking a deep breath, he suddenly saw Chen Zhuo holding a sharp dagger and walking towards him. "This this……" Wan Xulin couldn't help but take a few steps back, not knowing what Chen Zhuo was going to do. Chen Zhuo didn't say anything. He came in front of Wan Xulin and suddenly raised the dagger. Wan Xulin didn't dare to retreat or resist, and couldn't help but close his eyes. Wang Youqing even stood up to stop him. There was a "puff" sound, and Wan Xulin blinked his eyes, but there was no pain anywhere in his body. On the contrary, the arms were untied. It turned out that Chen Zhuo just went over to cut the rope that tied his wrists. Wang Youqing also breathed a sigh of relief. He was worried that Chen Zhuo was planning to leave some mark or something. However, Wan Xulin was obviously frightened by Chen's combination of punches. Lian Chen said to him: "It's okay, you can go now." He was still standing there timidly, not knowing whether he should leave or not. It was not until Chen said it a second and third time that Wan Xulin left, looking back every few steps. "This man has been tamed." Wang Youqing thought to himself, his eyes lingering on Chen Zhe. Really no matter how you look at it, this guy is just a handsome, sunny-looking college student. Who knew he had so many tricks in private? It was not unfair that I lost to him last time we drank! "Brother Wang, thank you."
At this time, Chen politely returned the knife. Looking at Chen holding the dagger, Wang Youqing couldn't help but feel frightened even though this was his own territory. But he wouldn't show it and was about to say a few words to ease the atmosphere. Who knew that Chen took advantage of this momentum and said: "Brother Wang, the real estate industry is developing so well now. As the saying goes, you can make a living by relying on the mountain you live on. Have you ever thought about running a real estate agency? If you have this intention, then you will be the first to get the moon." "Real estate agent?" Wang Youqing's face froze, as if Chen Zhuo had accidentally touched his heart, and he quickly interrupted, "Let's talk about this topic at the table." ······ (Sorry for being a little late, because I wanted to finish writing this section, please vote for me.) (End of this chapter)