"Hey, how do you talk like that, crazy old man? How the hell do you talk like that?"
The old man was so angry that he hit him on the head with his pipe.
"How dare you do that!"
The two of them started fighting for a while.
Wang Zhuqing was a refined man, and had never seen anyone quarrel or fight in the street. He quickly pulled Chu Yun aside, frowning and shouting, "You two, stop fighting."
Chu Yun clapped her hands and shouted, "Stop fighting, both of you. Whoever gives the most useful information will get 1,000 yuan, and the rest will get 500 yuan."
As soon as these words were spoken, the two men stopped immediately.
The old man ran over with a cheerful look on his face, "Hey, girl, are you serious? You're not lying to us, are you?"
Chu Yun raised an eyebrow. "Uncle, why would I lie to you? We are doing business. As long as the information you tell us is beneficial to us, the money will be there."
"Oh, then just ask, I promise to tell you everything I know..."
Chu Yun took people to a private room in a nearby hotel.
As soon as the two sat down, Wang Zhuqing pressed the recorder in his pocket and began to ask questions carefully.
Starting from the simplest name, workplace, and the subsequent stories about the Chu family and Luo Liang.
The gatekeeper knew only gossip, for example, that Luo Liang was originally a country boy, but thanks to the appreciation of Mr. Xie, he became rich and settled in Beijing, with a car and a small Western-style house, and that he had a wife at home and several mistresses outside, etc.
Another middle-aged man worked as an accountant for a manager under Luo Liang and was fired because he was involved in accounting issues.
He was wronged and had been seeking redress every day for the past half month, but no one paid any attention to him. He was even beaten and kicked out.
He was so angry that he simply hated those people. When he heard Chu Yun asking about Luo Liang and offering so much money, he was naturally tempted.
Anyway, I have lost my original job, and this 1,000 yuan is enough to cover my family's expenses for a year.
As an accountant, he naturally knew whether Luo Liang's industries were profitable or not. It could be said that he knew how much money he had earned better than Luo Liang himself.
Whatever Wang Zhuqing asked, he answered without hiding anything.
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