Chapter 64 Clingy
To be honest, Ji Mian didn't feel any emotion at all when he saw Ji Weiguo.
It's the same feeling as seeing any middle-aged man on the street.
Apart from the fact that Ji Weiguo is his biological father, there is no similarity between them - even in appearance, Ji Mian looks more like Lin Minzhi.
Brother Wang listened patiently to Ji Weiguo's explanation of the whole story, and then he watched the surveillance video. It was indeed Ji Weiguo's car that hit the Maybach first.
The value of the Maybach is about five or six million. Now the front of the car is a little deformed due to the collision, and the compensation amount should be more than 100,000.
Ji Weiguo was so frightened that his face turned pale, but things took a turn for the better. He was lucky because the owner of the Maybach had drunk some wine and was considered drunk driving.
In this case, the nature of the matter is different, and he might be able to get away with it.
Thinking of the hundreds of thousands of dollars in compensation, Ji Weiguo felt anxious.
His wife, Hongxia, had a chronic illness that was like a bottomless pit, constantly pouring money into it. Over the years, they had sold their house and their car, leaving only this one.
He is old and it is difficult for him to find a job, so he can only rely on this car to drive around and earn two or three hundred yuan a day.
Now that Ji Weiguo's car was damaged, he would definitely not be able to escape in the short term, and he was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.
"Comrade police officer, you have to be reasonable in this matter. Even if I hit his car, he was drunk, and I rely on this car to make a living. Comrade police officer, he looks like a rich second-generation kid, does he need my hundreds of thousands of dollars?"
Brother Wang frowned at this and replied, "That person's money didn't come from the wind."
Ji Weiguo was retorted and knew that it was difficult to talk to an old policeman like Brother Wang.
Then, he saw Ji Mian in police uniform. He looked well-behaved and gentle, and seemed easy to talk to.
Ji Weiguo quickly said, "Little comrade, you have to help me."
When he looked at Ji Mian's face carefully, he was slightly stunned.
Ji Weiguo has never seen Ji Mian since Ji Mian was five years old.
He and Hongxia came to Jianjing to work hard and had saved some money, but due to the children's education, the failure of stock trading and Hongxia's illness, all their savings of more than ten years were almost spent.
When he suddenly saw Ji Mian's face, Ji Weiguo felt that he looked a bit like his ex-wife.
A seed of doubt was planted in Ji Weiguo's heart. He looked at Ji Mian frequently, but Ji Mian lowered his eyebrows and ignored him.
Brother Wang said, "What are you doing? What are you doing? I said it's not allowed. We are all doing things according to the law. Don't stand there looking around and bullying the children."
Ji Weiguo smiled and said, "Comrade police officer, I don't have any. I just thought this young comrade looked familiar, so I took a few more glances."
Brother Wang said, "I've seen a lot of people like you, so try not to try to get close to them."
He handled the traffic accident impartially. A few days later, the result came out. The Maybach owner's driver's license was revoked for drunk driving, and Ji Weiguo had to compensate the Maybach owner at the original price, a total of 110,000.
When the result came out, Ji Weiguo was shocked and almost fainted at the door of the police station.
The Maybach owner chuckled, "I really don't care about your little money, but I just hate cheapskates like you!"
Then he saw Ji Mian coming out of the police station. He was moved and stood in front of Ji Mian: "Brother Policeman, you look so young, you haven't graduated yet, right?"
Ji Mian nodded: "I came here for an internship during my freshman year."
"Gongda?" The Maybach owner raised an eyebrow. "I happen to have a friend who teaches at Gongda. What department are you in?"
Ji Mian encountered many such approaches in college.
There are both men and women. After all, his face is indeed superior among ordinary people.
Now that he is wearing a police uniform and has a somewhat abstinent look, he attracts more attention from young people.
Ji Mian just thought that the owner of the Maybach might like men, after all, he dressed in a more neutral style.
But he didn't expect that this rich second generation would come and talk to him.
"Comrade, I still have things to deal with. If you have any needs, you can contact Officer Zhou who is in charge of this matter." Ji Mian said in a businesslike manner.
A hint of displeasure flashed across the eyes of the Maybach owner, but he quickly controlled his emotions, handed him his business card, leaned over his shoulder, and said in a low voice, "Little classmate, how much can you expect from an internship at the police station? Follow me, and I'll give you ten times as much, how about that?"
Ji Mian was so angry that he laughed. He thought to himself, what kind of people are these second-generation rich people in Jianjing? They actually want to support a police officer. Are they so shameless that they don't even care about their own lives?
He said speechlessly: "I don't understand what you are saying, please move aside."
He didn't take the Maybach owner's business card, which read Huo Bohan, General Manager of Zhongcheng Real Estate.
Ji Mian seemed to have seen this real estate company on the subway GG sign. It should be very famous.
When Huo Bohan left the police station, Ji Weiguo was so scared that he begged him for mercy, asking him to take back his decision, as he really couldn't come up with the hundreds of thousands of dollars.
He looked pitiful and told about his family situation: his wife was bedridden and his son was still in college. Some soft-hearted female police officers in the office sighed when they heard this.
Unfortunately, the capitalist Huo Bohan doesn't care about the lives of ordinary people at all. He is cold-blooded and ruthless, and is the type that Ji Mian hates the most.
He's also an arrogant guy who thinks he can do whatever he wants just because he has money.
Huo Bohan raised his eyelids and gave him a cold look: "What's wrong? Did my money come from the wind?"
Ji Weiguo didn't expect Huo Bohan to use what Brother Wang had said before. He said, "Boss, my family's situation is really difficult."
Huo Bohan: "You're still driving an Audi, aren't you? I don't think you're having any trouble. Otherwise, let me give you a suggestion. If you sell this Audi, wouldn't that allow you to pay me back?"
Ji Weiguo's face turned pale.
The Audi was bought by Hongxia's parents' money, and it was also Hongxia's dowry.
Hongxia's family had given Ji Weiguo the money so he could save it to buy a house in Jianjing in the future. But Ji Weiguo was naturally concerned about his reputation, and he couldn't bring a house back to Tongcheng to show his neighbors who looked down on him. Buying a car was the most respectable way to look good.
And with only 400,000 yuan, it’s not even enough for a down payment on a suburban house in Beijing!
"Boss, I want to drive my car outside to make money, but I can't sell it." Ji Weiguo said with a sad face.
"That's your business. However, I'm in a good mood today, so I'll give you a month. If you can't come up with the money after a month, you can talk to my lawyer." After saying this, Huo Bohan left the police station.
When Ji Mian got home after a busy day, it was already eleven o'clock in the evening.
He was supposed to get off work at around seven o'clock, but he received a temporary task. A house in Cuiyuan Community on Baimahe No. 3 Street was robbed. He followed Brother Wang to watch the surveillance video for more than an hour before catching the suspect.
Finally, he was interrogated at the police station for another hour and didn't get home until eleven o'clock.
When he opened the door, Fu Chenyu was sitting in the living room working. Three computers were on, and one of them was so complicated that Ji Mian had never seen it in his daily life.
It should be the computer that Fu Chenyu tinkered with himself. Ji Mian knew that the boss had an extraordinary talent in computers.
I have never been involved in the dark web in my life. It seems that I have been tinkering with games and stocks.
Fu Chenyu's savings card password is the date when he and Ji Mian officially started dating, and all the cards are kept with Ji Mian.
He himself didn't seem to need much money, so when he needed money he would just ask Ji Mian directly, which made Ji Mian feel a little embarrassed. It felt like... they were just like a newlywed couple.
Well, they're not married yet though!
Fu Chenyu's savings were transparent. He earned his first money by writing programs for others on the website when he was in sixth grade. Later, when he was in high school, he took on game outsourcing or programming for other large companies, as well as the money he earned from buying stocks. After six or seven years of saving, his savings were so large that when Ji Mian saw it for the first time, he almost knelt down in front of Fu Chenyu.
He thought Fu Chenyu was just like him, with only 10,000 or 20,000 yuan in his personal stash! Ji Mian even calculated a little more for Fu Chenyu, estimating he probably had over 100,000 yuan.
Ji Mian was stunned by the seven-digit and nearly eight-digit deposit in Fu Chenyu's card.
So, is he the only one who is truly poor all these years?
Is the boss pretending to be poor?
"Why haven't you slept yet?" Ji Mian collapsed on the sofa. Fu Chenyu turned off the computer and went to the kitchen to heat up the food.
Before he came back, Fu Chenyu didn't eat alone. For some reason, he was very stubborn and insisted on having dinner with Ji Mian every night.
"Why did you come back so late today?" Fu Chenyu asked.
"I went out to catch a thief at night and had an extra temporary mission." Ji Mian ate with relish. Fu Chenyu's cooking was delicious. If she were a girl, she would definitely be a good wife and mother. You can't tell that she had an antisocial personality in her previous life!
After finishing his meal, Ji Mian burped.
Neither Fu Chenyu nor he likes washing dishes, so there is a dishwasher at home.
In the silent room, the only sounds were the dishwasher and Fu Chenyu typing on the keyboard.
Ji Mian looked around this small home. Although it was rented, every corner was decorated with great care.
Double slippers and double tooth cups all come in pairs.
The balcony is planted with Ji Mian’s favorite potted plants and green plants. There is a snack rack and a small speaker in the living room.
The wine cabinet was filled with the wine they had picked out together at the supermarket, the refrigerator was full of drinks and ice cream, as well as fresh vegetables, rice sauces, and canned food, and the freezer was filled with meat and dumplings.
Every place reveals ordinary happiness.
Ji Mian hung on Fu Chenyu, and Fu Chenyu paused typing on the keyboard: "What, you want to interfere with my work?"
"Hehe. I want to hug you. We haven't seen each other for a day." Ji Mian rubbed his face.
He thought to himself, is this the life Fu Chenyu likes?
In "Stranger Tenderness," Fox has a miserable childhood, which led to his paranoia and madness, and he has been making mistakes step by step since junior high school. Despite his glamorous appearance, he is rotten inside, his hands are covered in blood, he created the dark web, and sheltered criminals, and his short life has never had a moment of peace.
When you wake up in the middle of the night and think back on your life, will you be satisfied?
Ji Mian's heart ached just thinking about what Fox had experienced.
He has killed so many people, is being watched by the police every day, and has to be wary of assassination attempts by international organizations. How can he live a good life?
What kind of society does that big guy live in?
Fortunately, fortunately, now it is real!
Ji Mian was secretly glad.
Fu Chenyu glanced at him and asked, "Why are you so clingy today?"
Ji Mian: "Really? Where is it?"
Fu Chenyu: "Yes. You deliberately prevented me from working, right?"
Ji Mian complained: "You are accusing me, Fu Chenyu. You don't work seriously at home!"
Anyway, as long as he comes back, Fu Chenyu will have no heart to type on the keyboard.
As he kept knocking, he would touch Ji Mian's waist, and then, needless to say, he would press him down on the sofa and make a fuss.
He always uses his hands in some inappropriate places.
Although Fu Chenyu and him didn't really take it to the end, they would often do it after biting each other, and sometimes they would use their hands. Ji Mian would lie on top of him, with her waist tightly restrained, pressed against him, her lower back soft and collapsed, and she was panting with her face flushed and her heart beating fast.
When Ji Mian saw Fu Chenyu's hand coming through his clothes again and pulling off his shirt tucked into his belt, he quickly held Fu Chenyu's hand and said, "I have something to tell you."
"Tell me when you're done."
"No!" Ji Mian twisted her waist to avoid him: "It's business. Fu Chenyu, do you still remember Ji Weiguo?"
Fu Chenyu rested his chin on his shoulder, stunned for a moment, his expression suddenly not so good: "Why did you mention him?"
Ji Mian: "I met him today. He was one of the parties involved in a car accident when I went to deal with it. My brother said that he came to ask for money before and asked me to stay away from Ji Weiguo. He seems to owe more than 100,000 yuan, and I'm afraid he will come to me to ask for money."
"Actually, I'm afraid he'll bother you." Ji Mian said worriedly, "If he knew you were with me, he'd definitely try every possible way to pester you."
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