Inside an office.
Director Wu looked at Wang Shouren with some helplessness. Over the years, Director Wu had reached the top of his career. In fact, given his status, he could no longer be called Director Wu, but Wang Shouren preferred to address him that way.
"Hey Director Wu, what brings you here so early in the morning?" Wang Shouren had barely sat down when he tossed a cigarette to the person opposite him.
Director Wu is no longer the spirited young man he once was. Now his temples are slightly gray. He sighed and said, "You lad, you really went all out. You even used a scheme against an old man."
Wang Shouren was not surprised that Director Wu knew about these things.
Because, from the very beginning, Director Wu was in charge of the "Qin Family Village" project. He was responsible for the security of the entire "Qin Family Village," since any household in "Qin Family Village" was worth millions. What if some desperate criminal wanted to try their luck? They wouldn't be able to escape right there. Moreover, this was considered an "experimental village" by higher authorities.
Therefore, he has firsthand knowledge of many things.
"What else can we do? That old man has completely swayed his heart to the ends of the earth."
Wang Shouren shook his head; he could understand the situation.
He spoils his grandson, but the old man is getting on in years. What can he do if his grandson is disobedient? As long as he's in the village, there will never be a day of peace.
This has nothing to do with who is right or wrong.
Both he and the old man are sensible people.
It's just a difference in perspective.
The old man unconditionally favors his grandson, so he should pay the price for it, nothing more.
What happens next?
“We don’t know. We know the place he went to, but that’s not why we called you here today.” Director Wu picked up the phone and called out, “Come in.”
After a while, a middle-aged man wearing a police uniform walked in.
"I'm retiring tomorrow, so I'm handing over the reins to you today," Director Wu said, leading Director Zhang to Wang Shouren.
Director Zhang had been working under Director Wu for a long time, and finally, he'd made it to the top. This position isn't one anyone can get; Director Zhang's achievements are considerable.
"Today, I'm going to introduce you to a god of wealth." Director Wu pointed at Wang Shouren and said, "We police officers can't just take other people's money, but we can take his money."
Director Zhang was completely bewildered. What did this mean? How did the conversation turn to taking money?
"Number One said this himself."
Director Wu's words completely stunned Director Zhang. Good heavens, they can even accept bribes? Has the corruption at the higher levels reached this level? Director Zhang's gaze towards Wang Shouren turned dangerous.
"Alright, alright, stop teasing the child." Wang Shouren rolled his eyes. "Let me introduce myself. I'm Wang Shouren, the chairman of Dayun, and also the largest shareholder of 'Qinjiacun'. Most of the motorcycles and cars in your police force were stolen from me."
Director Zhang then realized that it was Factory Director Wang: "Hello, hello, it's a pleasure to meet you."
Everyone knows there's a "sucker" in Beijing!
However, everyone knows that getting money from this "sucker" isn't so easy. This "sucker" is actually a tech expert, and if you want to "get money" from him, you have to offer something in exchange.
It sounds strange, but it was actually a special form of oversight, and it was permitted by higher authorities. They even encouraged them, saying, "Whoever has the ability to get money from Wang Shouren, that's their business. We don't care." Of course, this model became less common after the 1990s, as the economy began to develop.
No one can place a merchant above them to supervise them, no matter how special that person's position is.
This can be considered a kind of handover.
Wang Shouren happily exchanged contact information with Director Zhang.
On the other side...
Fifth Aunt's daughter and son have both returned.
They work for a construction team in the city, and they've managed to make a decent living these past few years. The construction team is from Qinjiacun village, and they're now skilled workers, earning a fairly good monthly wage. They can save some money throughout the year, but their children's education is a concern. Their eldest son is in high school and lives at school, which adds up to a lot of money.
So, it's just that I'm not that short on cash.
When they heard their fifth aunt hurriedly telling them to come back, they thought something had happened.
"Mom, who is this?" Zhang Li scratched his head, somewhat puzzled. There was an old man in the house. "You wouldn't happen to be..."
"Shut up!" Zhang Li's wife slapped her husband in an annoyance. Her husband was good in every way, hardworking and reliable, but sometimes it seemed like there was a hole in his brain, and she didn't know what he was thinking.
Fifth Aunt hesitated, as if she wanted to say something but then stopped herself.
Third Uncle was fine with it, and said bluntly, "Go ahead and say it, I don't have many years left to live. At this age, what haven't I experienced?"
Seeing that her third uncle had said this, Fifth Aunt finally spoke up, "As you all know, our family used to..."
Next came Aunt Wu's long description. After she finished, Zhang Li scratched his head and said, "If you want to keep the old man, then keep him. If not, you can have your wife come back to take care of him. She can earn a lot of money in a year."
Zhang Li's motivation stems purely from economic interests.
First of all, this old man isn't incapacitated, so taking care of him isn't difficult. Secondly, the old man is wealthy, and his family has a long tradition in this field; doing it again wouldn't be a problem for them.
Hearing this, Fifth Aunt breathed a sigh of relief: "That's what I meant too."
The daughter-in-law stood silently by, nodding quietly. She thought that as long as they could earn money, that was good. Her son was in high school and was falling behind, so he needed tutoring, which wasn't cheap. Now that they had an extra source of income, it was a good thing.
As Uncle San had predicted, those who could do this kind of work were inherently kind. He had indeed found a very good person to care for him in his old age and see him off in his final days. He passed away at the age of ninety-nine. Before his death, he bequeathed all his property to Aunt Wu. Aunt Wu's family was truly rewarded for their good deeds; from then on, their entire family prospered.
As for Qin Zheng, after taking the old man's money, he continued doing whatever he was doing until the money ran out, at which point he remembered the old man.
Unfortunately, the old man was no longer with him, and he couldn't find him anywhere. In despair, he once again had the idea of robbing someone.
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