"Damn it!" Putting his cell phone in his pocket, Wen Guoqiang walked inside following the red arrow.
First go through the corridor, walk along the dilapidated corridor, turn right, and then the arrow points to a factory building.
"Mysterious and sick."
When I pushed open the rusty iron door of the factory, suddenly there was a loud noise from the sky.
Wen Guoqiang looked up in astonishment, only to find that a basin of water had fallen down from above him. The dirty water in the basin smelled like urine, and his head, body, and even mouth were all filled with the foul smell.
"vomit!"
After a burst of dry heaves, the smelly water on his head dripped down his hair and then went into his nose, ears and mouth.
"What?"
"Jun Mohan, come out here."
"Puh! So disgusting, it can't be urine!"
Before he could scold me, Jun Mohan sent me another message.
[See? At the end of the factory, the bucket contains the check you asked for, 10 million.]
Wen Guoqiang, who was bewitched by the money, shook his head, took off his coat, threw it on the ground and walked forward.
He thought that the dirty water was just a lesson given to him by Jun Mohan, so he let down his guard. Unexpectedly, after just walking a dozen steps, he felt he stepped on something and lowered his head.
"Ah!" The miserable roar echoed in the factory. The animal trap clamped his foot and pierced deeply into his left foot. Before the pain subsided, a bucket of water hit his face.
He stepped back in fear, but the hanging bucket was too fast and hit him directly in the face.
His face was bruised and looked hideous.
"Jun Mohan, if it weren't for the money, I would definitely send you to jail. You committed murder on purpose."
He dragged his injured foot and hobbled forward.
The two men hiding behind the shelf picked up the prepared peas and poured them towards Wen Guoqiang.
The smooth beans were piled up one by one, looking buttery. Wen Guoqiang, who was hurrying on his way, didn't notice the beans rolling behind him at all.
Just step on it and fall flat on your face, your whole body is unrecognizable.
"Money, my money."
"wait for me."
Even when he was dying, he was still thinking about money. Jun Mohan, who was far away, watched this scene and said sarcastically, "A man like this is not worthy of being my wife's father. It's disgusting."
Special Assistant Xu said, "Boss Jun, don't worry, this man has to be taught a lesson. The best is yet to come."
"If I don't leave him alone for ten days or half a month, it will be torture for me. I will wait until I get out later."
"He definitely wouldn't dare to cause trouble for his sister-in-law again."
"Yeah!" Jun Mohan nodded, then stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the man lying like a dog.
Wen Guoqiang endured the pain all over his body, then stood up, holding on to the shelf next to him and walked towards the paint bucket in the distance.
With his staggering feet and a broken thigh, it was very painful for him to walk. He finally made it to the paint bucket.
You have to step on a rack to climb up the three-meter-high barrel.
"Damn you, Jun Mohan. I'm going to teach you a lesson when I get the money and return to the city."
"It's just a check, but it's hidden so secretly."
Holding back the pain, Wen Guoqiang lay on the shelf cursing, then looked at the three-meter-deep paint bucket. Sure enough, there was a paper boat under the paint bucket, and there was a check on the boat.
He was overjoyed, but he didn't know how to get it.
He was about to come down and put the paint bucket down when he suddenly felt the shelf shaking.
Before he could lower his head, he was pushed into the paint bucket.
"ah!"
“It hurts so much.”
"Jun Mohan, you beast, I am your father."
Jun Mohan walked out, lay on the shelf, and leaned down, only to see Wen Guoqiang hugging his legs and walking towards the check.
A mocking voice came, "Wen Guoqiang, I didn't expect you to jump over a paint bucket for money."
"Jun Mohan, it's great that you're here. Please save me."
"Wait till I get the check."
Jun Mohan looked at his greedy appearance with a sneer and shook his head.
Wen Guoqiang was so excited that his hands were shaking as he held the check. As soon as he opened it, he found the number 0000000000 on it.
He counted, "tens, hundreds, thousands... eh!"
"How come Jun Mohan doesn't have one, all are zero."
"Haha! Idiot."
Special Assistant Xu sneered.
Jun Mohan said in a deep voice: "I have already given you the money. As for whether you can get it or not, it is none of my business."
"Wen Guoqiang, you have already taken the check. If you dare to harass Wen Xin, Zhou Zhou, and his mother again, don't blame me for using despicable means. Today I am going to teach you a lesson."
Watching Jun Mohan leave, Wen Guoqiang realized that he had been cheated. Not only did he not get any money, he almost lost his life.
If I can't get out, I'll be dead.
He shouted in fear, "I don't want money anymore, please rescue me."
"Jun Mohan, Jun Mohan."
Outside the door, Jun Mohan ordered Special Assistant Xu to prepare some food for Wen Guoqiang, not much, just enough to keep him from starving to death.
He trapped Wen Guoqiang just to teach him a lesson. After all, he was Wen Xin's father and he couldn't do anything else except him.
Because of dealing with Wen Guoqiang's matter, Jun Mohan did not eat, but just took a few bites of bread to fill his stomach.
Wen Xin writes manuscripts at home and has recently released a lot of recommendations. Except for eating and sleeping time, she spends almost all her time writing novels.
On her computer desk was a cup of hot milk prepared by Lin Haiyan, but it had already gone cold.
My back and waist ached from sitting for a long time, so I looked out the window and it was already dark.
"Mom, Jun Mohan hasn't come back yet?"
"No, just give me a call and ask."
"Okay," Wen Xin stood up and walked out with her cell phone. When the call was connected, her phone rang outside the door.
“I’m back.”
Wen Xin happily ran over to open the door. As soon as she opened it, she saw the handsome face she missed. She smiled pleasingly, "Your face is really enchanting."
"Don't you like it?"
"I like it. Thinking about the time when you made yourself look ugly, I have to admire you. How could you have the ability to make yourself look like that with such a pretty face?"
Jun Mohan lowered his eyes, "Don't mention the past."
When the two of them walked into the house, Lin Haiyan brought out the food from the warm pot and said, "You haven't eaten yet! Come and eat."
"Thank you, Mom."
Jun Mohan sat down. His stomach was indeed hungry and it was growling.
Seeing him eating, Wen Xin sat opposite him with her hands on her chin, watching him eat. The way he ate was different from that of ordinary men.
Chewing slowly and gracefully.
Wen Xin feels that watching him eat is a kind of appreciation, a kind of visual impact. It turns out that a good-looking man is beautiful even when he is picking his teeth.
The burning gaze made Jun Mohan look up. He said with a smile, "You are looking at me like this, do you have anything to say?"
"No," Wen Xin shook her head, "Why did you come back so late today?"
Thinking of Wen Guoqiang, Jun Mohan didn't intend to tell her.
First, I didn't want to distract her.
Second, I don’t want her to worry about these things.
"I went to see my eldest brother and asked about Xiang Xueer's case and Wang Jiajia's case."
"What do you mean?"
"Wang Jiajia attempted murder, but there was surveillance and irrefutable evidence, so she was sentenced to five years in prison."
Wen Xin was very happy, "That's great, this person should be taught a lesson."
"And Xiang Xueer's case is a bit complicated. Aside from the ringleader being sentenced to death, the others are still appealing."
"As long as we can make those bad guys pay the price, it's worth doing anything."
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