This trip of several people was directly related to the future of Chinatown, so Xie Jiannan also used his connections to make arrangements. The journey was quite smooth. When passing the checkpoint, they were even exempted from the car and body searches.
By the time they officially entered Vietnam, it was already evening, darkness had fallen, and everything was utterly pitch black. Lin Lidong followed the address Lei Haozi had given him, but after reaching a small town, he completely lost the clue. Although he knew it was nearby, he couldn't find it.
The small town was very quiet at night, with almost no one to be seen on the streets. The few people couldn't find the way and couldn't find anyone to ask for directions. They had no choice but to park the car in front of a store, go in and buy some food and drinks, and prepare to go back to the car to spend the night and slowly investigate after dawn.
In the store, Lin Lidong was selecting items while muttering, "He's married three wives straight away. This guy isn't afraid of ruining his health. He thinks he's some ancient prince..."
Hao Zhengguang snorted and laughed. Before he could respond, the boss behind the counter suddenly raised his head. He was also Chinese, in his forties, with big eyes and thick eyelids. Perhaps because he heard Chinese, he responded casually, "It's not like back home. Vietnam's marriage law stipulates that a man can marry up to four wives. In some poor villages around here, having five or six wives is normal.
The women here are meant to serve men. It's already good enough if they are not beaten or scolded. How dare they ask for more?
After all, we Chinese men are the best. Look at Old Zhou from the street ahead. He married three Vietnamese wives and has endless money to spend. He can eat and buy whatever he wants and he lives a very comfortable life!
It was just a casual greeting, but when he heard the name 'Lao Zhou', Murong Jie suddenly became sensitive and quietly moved closer to the counter: "Oh, I didn't expect to meet a compatriot here. They say that when fellow countrymen meet, their eyes fill with tears. When compatriots meet, shouldn't we cry our eyes out? Hahaha..."
After the laughter, he continued the topic and asked, "Boss, is the Lao Zhou you just mentioned also Chinese? It seems that there are many Chinese in Vietnam."
The boss thought it was just a casual chat and didn't think much of it. He nodded and said, "Actually, there aren't many Chinese people here, only three or two. But in this small town, Lao Zhou is the best. He's a big shot. On weekdays, he's followed by several cars when he goes in and out. We workers can't compare with him, we can't compare..."
This description was closer to Zhou Zhengwei's image. Lin Lidong also heard something and opened his mouth to ask the boss if this Old Zhou was Zhou Zhengwei, but was stopped by Murong Jie. He knew that if he asked directly, he would definitely expose his identity. If he tipped off Zhou Zhengwei without the boss's knowledge, things would become more troublesome.
So he pulled Lin Lidong's arm and pushed him: "Brother Dong, I want to eat a chicken drumstick, go and help me get one."
Lin Lidong didn't know what Murong Jie meant, but there was a tacit understanding between them. He swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth and turned to look for chicken legs on the shelf.
Murong Jie was good at building relationships and asking questions. He leaned on the counter, chatting about family matters and building relationships while gradually asking for specific information about this old Zhou.
By the time the others finished their purchases and came over to pay, he was already looking confident, clearly having gotten some information. The owner, however, was completely oblivious to what he had said and enthusiastically escorted them out the door before returning home.
After getting in the car, Lin Lidong couldn't wait to ask, "Ajie, what's going on? Is the 'Old Zhou' the boss mentioned Zhou Zhengwei?"
Murong Jie smiled and nodded, tearing open a chicken leg and eating while saying, "Nine out of ten, it's Zhou Zhengwei. And this shop owner has a special relationship with Zhou Zhengwei. When Zhou Zhengwei first arrived in Vietnam, he also came to this shop to buy things, and that's how he got to know this shop owner."
The boss was a kind-hearted person. When he heard that he wanted to buy a house and settle down in Vietnam, he used his connections to introduce him to a house at the end of the street to the west.
At that time, it was just an ordinary bungalow. After Zhou Zhengwei bought it, he renovated it and now it has become the most eye-catching scenery in the whole street. The neighbors all know that there is a rich Chinese man living here. He also married three wives one after another. They are all rare beauties in the local area. The youngest one is only 22 years old!
However, the boss did not know Zhou Zhengwei's true identity and always thought that he was a businessman who often traveled to various places on business trips, sometimes for ten days or half a month, and sometimes for a year or two.
He did come back half a month ago and hasn't left since. It seems Lei Haozi's analysis was correct. He really stayed in Vietnam temporarily because of Ruan Mingkai!"
Hearing this, everyone became excited. It was like they had been searching for something for a long time, but now it was found without any effort. No one had expected that they would accidentally learn so much important information from the mouth of a shop owner.
Excited, Lin Lidong stopped eating and immediately started the car. He drove to the back street according to the store owner's description and drove to the end of the road. Sure enough, he saw a large courtyard with a unique style sitting on a large lawn in front of him.
The big yard covers a large area, with five or six houses located high and low inside. Some are big, some are small and have strange shapes. Some look like lanterns, and some look like large vases, but the whole thing is clustered together, which has a unique artistic beauty.
There were three jeeps parked on one side of the courtyard. It was pitch black inside, with only a few rooms still having night lights on.
Seeing the three jeeps, several people were basically certain that this was Zhou Zhengwei's house in Vietnam, so they parked the car in a hidden location and asked everyone to gather together to discuss the follow-up plan.
Lin Lidong touched the pistol on his waist, his eyes fierce. "There's nothing to discuss here. They definitely don't have many people. Let's just rush in and do it. If Zhou Zhengwei cooperates, then cooperate. If he doesn't, he'll be severely punished!"
Hao Zhengguang rolled his eyes: "Do you really think that guy is an ordinary person? If he was really so easy to deal with, how could he have lived peacefully until now? He went home by himself, but there were three jeeps parked in the yard, and there were obviously other security personnel.
If we rush in rashly, we might be shot before we even see Zhou Zhengwei!
Murong Jie also agreed with this statement. He stared at the courtyard in the distance for a few seconds, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "Brother Guang, Brother Dong, do you still remember the time in Lujiu City when Master Qin led his men to assassinate Wu Wenshan?"
Hearing this, the three of them looked at each other, instantly understanding what he meant, and said in unison: "Are you trying to make a feint to the east and attack in the west?"
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