It's 10 PM in Wenxin Garden residential community.

After sorting through his debts, Wang Peng frowned and realized that he owed 400,000 yuan, all of which were owed to supermarket suppliers.

The fire was huge, spreading from the supermarket to the adjacent warehouse, which was also burned down, and the losses exceeded his expectations.

“Honey,” Li Mingzhu smoothed his brow, “the loss is less than a million. The insurance company will compensate us, so don’t worry.”

Wang Peng nodded. The supermarket and warehouse both had high-value commercial insurance, so if the compensation was issued, it would definitely make up for the losses.

However, what is lost is time, and time is money.

Li Mingzhu took out a piece of paper. "Look what this is. My uncle asked Sister Miaomiao to bring it over."

When Wang Peng looked at it, he was surprised to see that it was an arrest warrant issued by the provincial public security bureau.

The color photo shows Zhang Jinzhu harassing a sales clerk and being kicked by Wang Peng.

The wanted notice stated that Zhang Jinzhu ran a locksmith and key-cutting business, and that he and his motorcycle disappeared on the day the Brothers Supermarket caught fire.

Police suspect him of being a prime suspect and have issued a nationwide arrest warrant.

Li Mingzhu said, "Nine times out of ten, he set the fire. He's just a locksmith. Even if we catch him, we won't have to pay much money."

“However, my uncle said that the economic losses caused by this fire were too great, and he will definitely be sentenced to death,” Li Mingzhu added.

Wang Peng nodded. Usually, it's a criminal case with a civil suit attached. If Zhang Jinzhu is a millionaire, he should be able to pay his brother a lot of money.

The phone suddenly rang. Wang Peng answered the call and held it to his ear. "Hello, this is Wang Peng."

“Xiao Peng, this is Li Keyong,” Li Keyong said. “There’s been a new development in this case, and I’m here to tell you, but don’t tell anyone else.”

"Go ahead and say it," Wang Peng said, walking to the window and looking down at the view below.

Li Keyong said, "This case may involve Zhou Shun and Ma Ronghua. The police have learned that Zhang Jinzhu and Zhou Shun have been friends for six years."

"In addition, someone revealed that Zhang Jinzhu frequently entered Ma Ronghua's home in the two weeks leading up to the incident."

"Xiao Peng, if Ma Ronghua and Zhou Shun are accomplices, you might still make money from this fire."

After finishing his speech in one breath, Li Keyong couldn't help but chuckle softly.

Wang Peng smiled slightly. Zhou Shun had been the principal for so many years, he certainly wasn't short of money.

Before the opening of Brothers Supermarket, Ronghua Group was one of the largest supermarkets in the provincial capital, with a turnover only slightly less than Huihuang.

If they are involved in the arson case, they will inevitably face civil compensation, and with the insurance company's payout, they could potentially make a small profit.

Wang Peng asked, "Uncle, has Zhang Jinzhu been in contact with Wang Cheng?"

Li Keyong said, "There is currently no evidence to prove that Zhang Jinzhu and Wang Cheng have had any contact. I suspect that this matter has nothing to do with Wang Cheng."

Wang Peng felt that Wang Cheng must be involved, that troublemaker who wouldn't miss any opportunity to disgust people.

He may not have been directly involved, but he certainly fueled the flames.

Li Keyong said, "I've been a bit busy lately. If you need anything, just tell Miaomiao."

Wang Peng smiled slightly, "Uncle, after this case is resolved, how about you and Miao Miao get married?"

"Nonsense," Li Keyong laughed and scolded, "Mind your own business and don't pay attention to me."

The two chatted for a few more minutes before Wang Peng hung up the phone.

His wife was watching TV in the living room. Wang Peng checked his watch and went to the living room to watch TV with her.

The evening news was playing on TV when the scene shifted, and he saw the Brothers Supermarket destroyed by fire.

The four-story building, which was originally white, has now turned black, and reporters from the provincial television station are filming in front of the black building.

"Holy crap," Wang Peng exclaimed, "Did this really need to be on the news? Are they afraid the people of the provincial capital won't know our supermarket burned down?"

Li Mingzhu chuckled and said softly, "Honey, this is indeed big news."

“These reporters should all be fired. Don’t they know what it means to only report good news and not bad news?” Wang Peng glanced at his watch. “It’s getting late. Let’s go to sleep.”

Li Mingzhu yawned. "Honey, there's still one person whose severance pay hasn't been collected. Do you know who it is?"

Wang Peng nodded, his older cousin Wang Weiping.

He took leave to go home and collect peanuts before the supermarket caught fire.

"Honey, let's sell my Audi tomorrow and pay back the supplier."

Li Mingzhu said, "I consulted the insurance company, and they told me that I shouldn't expect to receive compensation within three months."

Hearing this, Wang Peng felt a little embarrassed, because he had traded his Santana for the Audi A6 with Li Mengjiao.

A week before the fire, Mengjiao returned to England with her daughter.

This time, the insurance company will have to pay out nearly one million yuan, which will definitely require the insurance company headquarters to handle it personally, and it will go through various complicated processes.

You really won't get the compensation in less than three months.

Every transaction between Brother Supermarket and its suppliers is tied to a contract, and he tries his best to make payments to suppliers within a month.

The contract specifies the payment date; failure to make timely payments constitutes a breach of contract and could result in a lawsuit.

"Wife, I'm sorry," Wang Peng said. "The car was supposed to be a gift for you, but now we have to sell it to pay off our debts."

"Why are you apologizing to me?" Li Mingzhu shook her head.

After a moment, she stroked her husband's cheek and said, "Honey, I'll say it again: no matter if we're rich or poor in the future, I will always be with you."

Wang Peng felt a warmth in his heart; this was unwavering devotion, a bond that transcended life and death.

"Wife, if I ever become penniless, you can find a rich man to remarry and not suffer with me."

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