Hearing that familiar tone of voice, Wang Jian was very surprised.
"Hey? You're from H province too? Fellow townsman!"
Wen Yan still had a smile on her face: "Strictly speaking, no, but my grandma is from H province."
In the dialect of H province, "阿婆" means maternal grandmother.
Upon hearing this, Wang Jian smiled and said, "Then you're a quarter of H province people now. It's especially heartwarming to meet someone from your hometown when you're away from home. By the way, what were you going to tell me? I have some time now. I just finished visiting a patient friend and was on my way back when I unexpectedly ran into you."
"That's great! How about we find a quieter place to talk?"
"Sure, I noticed this hospital has a nice environment when I was taking my friend downstairs for a walk. It has benches and is quite quiet."
As Wang Jian said, the hospital's inpatient building has a nice environment with excellent greenery, and it's lush and verdant everywhere.
The two chose a quiet bench and sat down.
Wen Yan quickly struck up a conversation with the man next to her: "Uncle Wang, which city in H province are you from?"
"City Z".
"Really? What a coincidence! My grandma is the same."
“My dialect isn’t very authentic, but I feel that your accent is exactly the same as my grandma’s. She’s from Dijiu County, what about you?”
"What a coincidence!" Wang Jian slapped his thigh and said excitedly, "I'm also from Dijiu County. My hometown is in the mountains."
"My grandma is too, she's from Sishui Village over in Baishan, what about you?"
“Sishui Village! I know it, but I’m not from Sishui Village. Sishui Village is at the foot of Baishan Mountain. My hometown is in the mountains. I’m from Team 3. There are six teams in total, from one to six. The higher the number, the further into the mountains you are.”
What a coincidence! What an incredible coincidence!
It really does prove the saying, "No story is complete without a coincidence."
Wen Yan thought to herself, "This world truly lives up to its reputation as a fictional world."
"Uncle Wang, there's something else I'd like to ask you."
"What's up?"
"That was the day we first met at the supermarket, when you suddenly asked a young woman if she was Mr. Zhao's daughter. What was that all about?"
"Oh, you mean that one? Actually, I'm not so sure anymore. It just looked similar at first glance. Since she said it wasn't her, I guess I must have mistaken her for someone else."
"May I ask who this Boss Zhao is? Is he a man or a woman?"
"A woman."
"Do you know her name? It's not Zhao Jing, is it?"
"Zhao Jin? I don't know that. All I know is that she's called Boss Zhao. I met her six or seven years ago, or maybe seven or eight years ago. Back then, I was still living off the land in my hometown, not working outside."
"This boss Zhao came to our mountain to recruit workers. She said she owned a clothing factory and had a beautiful daughter who looked about fifteen or sixteen years old."
"She said she was bringing her child out to experience life during the winter vacation. But she's not from our mountain area and isn't familiar with the villages there, so she found me through an introduction."
"She asked me to help her find people, and she would pay me a referral fee per worker once she found them. It sounded like a good job, so I agreed."
"Later, I did help her organize about twenty people, and I haven't seen her since. You seem quite interested in this Boss Zhao?"
After hearing this, Wen Yan could no longer laugh.
Her brows gradually furrowed.
Because what Wang Jian said and what Granny Zhou from Sishui Village said completely overlapped.
In other words, they are talking about the same thing.
Wen Yan looked at Wang Jian, her expression turning serious.
"Uncle Wang, I'd like to ask another question. Those twenty or so female workers you helped recruit—they were all women, right? Did they earn any money afterward?"
"Yes, it's a garment factory, so they definitely only hire female workers. I don't know if they made any money, because many of them didn't come back."
"Why is that? Do you know the reason?"
"I don't know, how would I know? But they all have one thing in common: they are all very poor, and some of them are widows. Maybe they made money outside and don't want to go back to that poor mountain village. There are hardly any people left in the countryside now; everyone is out there trying to make a living."
"Some people have elderly parents and young children to support. Don't they even want to take care of their own children and parents?"
"Sigh!" Wang Jian sighed, then suddenly lowered his voice, "That's what the villagers were talking about back then. They all thought it was strange and suspected that I had joined a pyramid scheme or something. But I didn't do it. It has nothing to do with me."
Wang Jian immediately distanced himself: "At that time, I was just helping to make contacts. I told them from the beginning that it was entirely up to them. I got a referral fee of fifty yuan per person, and I didn't get much benefit in total."
With so many people disappearing without a trace, Wen Yan couldn't help but suspect that something fishy was going on.
"Uncle Wang, even though you don't know that Boss Zhao's name, if you see her again, will you still recognize her?"
"I think so. To be honest, I have a pretty deep impression of her. That day, she gave me a referral fee of over two thousand yuan. Two thousand yuan in one day! She handed it to me herself. I'll never forget her."
"Okay, I'll send you a 2,000 yuan red envelope, Uncle Wang. Could you help me go upstairs and identify someone?"
Who is it?
"Mr. Zhao."
Although Wang Jian was tempted by the two thousand yuan, he was a shrewd man and immediately became wary.
"Why do you want me to acknowledge her? What did she do wrong? Are you investigating her? Girl, I don't get involved in your affairs."
"I won't get involved, I won't get involved," Wen Yan quickly reassured her. "I just need one word from you, Uncle, yes or no, one word or two. You don't need to do anything else. Let's add each other on WeChat, and I can transfer the money to you right now."
Wang Jian was eventually persuaded by Wen Yan.
The two added each other on WeChat, and Wen Yan kept her promise and transferred two thousand yuan to him.
After adding him on WeChat, Wen Yan immediately found his WeChat ID, took a screenshot, and saved it in case he blocked or deleted her and she couldn't find him later.
The two then got up and left the bench.
The area around here is very quiet, and there are basically no patients who come to wander around.
But neither Wen Yan nor Wang Jian noticed.
A person was hiding behind the dense green belt.
The two quickly arrived outside the ward of Zhao Jing, Shen Zhirou's adoptive mother.
The ward door was closed at this time.
However, you can still clearly see the people inside through the glass in the door.
After giving Wang Jian time to observe carefully for a while, Wen Yan led him to the safety passage.
"Well, Uncle Wang, did you see clearly? Is that the person on the hospital bed the same Boss Zhao you dealt with six or seven years ago?"
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