Chapter 191 The man will not be happy for the time being
It is true that Ye Daxiong was overjoyed when he heard this. That was when she came back from the city. At first, he did find it novel to hear a woman talk about the falling ceiling.
But it has been more than a month now, and the woman has been chattering about it for more than a month. No matter how beautiful she is, no one can stand it.
"My son-in-law is so busy, but he still helps out for our daughter's sake. You can't always bother him. Look, he hasn't even arrived yet, but we've already changed the lock on the glass factory's gate, installed the electric meter, and connected the electricity. We've even arranged for Xiaoya to go to school. Don't you think that if you finish so many things in one day, you'll be exhausted."
Anyway, Ye Daxiong is a big boss and has more rational ideas. He is not like women who are only happy with superficial fancy things.
In short, Ye Daxiong is grateful to his son-in-law from the bottom of his heart.
Zhao Mei was brought back to reality after hearing this: "Yeah, I forgot about it when I was so happy."
In the car.
Ye Xiaomei didn't say a word during the whole journey until it was dark and she was about to arrive at Chaocheng. She finally couldn't hold it in any longer:
"How many days will you be away this time?" What I actually want to ask is, are you leaving in the next two days?
"See if things go smoothly." Ma Qijun drove the car seriously. This police car was too old and the headlights didn't work well. Now he found that he had become less courageous.
When he married Ye Xiaomei on the battlefield, he learned to cherish his life for the first time. He couldn't let this woman become a widow in the future.
Later, when he learned that the woman was pregnant with his child, he became more careful. His responsibility gradually made his life more and more precious.
"Oh, you still have official business to attend to." Ye Xiaomei pursed her lips tightly, trying not to show that she was secretly happy.
"Yes." Ma Qijun didn't say much.
"What's the matter? Is it easy to handle?"
This was the first time a woman was interested in his business. Didn't Ye Xiaomei just want to know if the matter was troublesome? If it was, the man could stay in Chaocheng for a longer period of time.
Ma Qijun also realized that his daughter-in-law was different now. He sat up straight, cleared his throat, and said with interest while driving:
"There is a very important human trafficker from Myanmar who has fled into the country. After investigation, we found that he is from the inland area and is from a village near Chaocheng. I am the only one who has seen him. This time I will assist the local authorities in catching the fugitive."
"Oh." Ye Xiaomei was thoughtful. It seemed that she would stay longer. "That's too heartless. She actually kidnapped her own compatriots."
"Every deal has a middleman. They will do anything for profit."
Ma Qijun added, "These things are not secrets. Just think of them as a joke. If they are really key secrets, I can't tell you even if you ask your husband."
Ye Xiaomei nodded: "Okay, if you don't tell me, I won't ask."
She looked so well behaved that Ma Qijun's heart was filled with joy. He didn't know how to love her anymore.
"Then you must be careful. I'll go back to school first." Ye Xiaomei got out of the car and walked into the school gate happily.
Mr. Hu greeted him warmly, his face beaming after not seeing him for two days: "You're back."
It just so happened that Ma Qijun had to go to the city police station and return the police car to Zhang Sanmao.
The huge machine was still standing on the school playground. Ye Xiaomei's heart blossomed when she thought of the scene of the man walking down from the helicopter.
When she returned to the dormitory, Ye Xiaomei saw at a glance that there was someone in the dormitory manager's room, so she took two steps back to take a closer look.
There’s a new dormitory manager here. She’s bending over to change coal briquettes with her back to Ye Xiaomei. I wonder if she’s easy to get along with.
Thinking of her great plan that she could discuss with Shang Zhen soon, Ye Xiaomei knocked on the dormitory door in a good mood.
When Shang Zhen opened the door, he only left a crack and looked carefully behind Ye Xiaomei. If someone didn't know, they would think she was an underground gang contact.
"What are you doing?" Ye Xiaomei asked.
Shang Zhen pulled her in, then closed the door, bolted it, and stealthily lifted the quilt.
Ye Xiaomei took a look and saw that the quilt was filled with small change, including small denominations and dimes. But when piled together, it still amounted to a considerable amount of money:
"Where did you get it?"
Shang Zhen made a gesture to silence her: "Keep your voice down, you will find business opportunities. I have also learned this. I can't bear to leave school these two days." As she said this, she sorted out the papers one by one:
"I made a total of one hundred and thirty dollars in tickets yesterday."
"Tickets?" Ye Xiaomei was confused, but had a bad feeling.
"Yes, there have been too many people coming to the school gate to see the helicopters these past two days. As a member of this school, I have to use my own interests to maintain order in the school."
Shang Zhen was counting the money happily and didn't notice Ye Xiaomei's surprised expression at all.
"Oh my God, how...how did you collect them? Our school also has Mr. Hu on duty on weekends. You wouldn't let anyone into the school, would you?" Ye Xiaomei started to feel creepy.
"How can that be possible? I have already discussed with Master Hu that people are only allowed to come in and watch from the outside, but they are not allowed to get close to the plane. Didn't you see the banner when you came in? That is the cordon. You are not allowed to cross it. One person, one dollar!"
Shang Zhen raised a finger and said, "It's cheap enough, isn't it?"
"No, Master Hu is also fooling around." Ye Xiaomei was worried that Master Hu would be punished if the school found out. However, he is already over 50 years old, how could he be so ignorant as to fool around with Shang Zhen?
Shang Zhen was so happy at the moment that he didn't care about anything other than counting money:
"Don't worry, Mr. Hu and I will each take half. He was so happy that his teeth almost fell out of his mouth. But I also promised him that we can't do this tonight because the classmates have all returned to school and the teachers will be here on Monday. We can't let them find out."
Shang Zhen also said: "Anyway, our own students have seen enough, and those who come here are outsiders."
Ye Xiaomei looked at Shang Zhen with a dead fish look in her eyes: "Don't do that next time. Didn't you notice that those two soldiers were carrying guns?"
"Don't be afraid. Now, I've counted it. I made two hundred and one today. I have to give one hundred and five yuan to Mr. Hu."
Shang Zhen stood up and left, and suddenly remembered something important:
"By the way, Xiaomei, I also got a good thing. It was given to me by a seven or eight-year-old kid."
"What?" Ye Xiaomei could see that Shang Zhen's life was really rich and colorful during the weekend when she was away.
As I watched, Shang Zhen took out a snakeskin bag from under the bed as if it were a treasure. He opened it and took out a cloth bag. After opening the cloth bag, he took out something wrapped in newspaper, the size of his palm.
She peeled off the newspaper layer by layer mysteriously, and Ye Xiaomei's heart was in her throat. It seemed like she was a big treasure.
When the last layer was unveiled, Shang Zhen even played a rhythm: "Dangdangdangdang! You haven't seen this before, right? This is a camera, called a point-and-shoot camera."
Ye Xiaomei recognized it at once even though she had never seen it before: "Where did this come from?"
"Today there are a lot of people visiting the plane, including a seven or eight-year-old kid with a camera hanging around his neck. I told him that he had to pay to see it, but he said he didn't have any, so he gave me this."
Ye Xiaomei's jaw dropped in shock: "Shang Zhen, you didn't even let the children go. Do you know how much this manual point-and-shoot camera costs? Do you know the child's name and where he is from? You should return it to the owner as soon as possible. The price is enough to sue you for defrauding a minor. You will have to go to jail."
Shang Zhen was slightly startled. She had seen Ye Xiaomei's serious look before, but this tone was clearly menacing:
"No way, it's a gift..."
"Minors are people who don't have the ability to make their own judgments. If their parents knew about this, they would definitely sue you. You know nothing!"
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