A classic Shanghai brand, the one and only Red Star.
Isn't this the same fat guy he and Jiajia met at the state-run restaurant? How did it end up in Deng Jie's hands?
This world is really too small.
"What exactly do you want?" Deng Jie listened to the words of the person in front of him, who seemed to be testing him, not like the owner of the item.
"I want some money to spend." After recognizing the owner of the watch, Shen Shi immediately changed his strategy.
"I really don't have much money on me," Deng Jie said.
"Then take out whatever you have."
When Zhao Yicheng heard Chen Shi suddenly ask for money, he hurriedly looked at him and asked, "How come this is different from what we agreed on?"
Chen Shi mouthed to him, "Don't worry."
If you're going to put on a show, you have to go all the way. Chen Shi searched Deng Jie's pockets and found a total of twelve yuan and eight mao.
After taking the money, the two men led Deng Jie to a main road less than 100 meters from the village entrance.
Zhao Yicheng untied the ropes on his feet, but didn't touch the ropes on his hands or head.
Chen Shi, still using a modified voice, said, "Walk straight ahead for one hundred meters."
Then, together with Zhao Yicheng, they took a shortcut home.
As soon as they arrived at the courtyard, Zhao Yicheng hurriedly asked, "Didn't we agree to first get information out of Deng Jie, then pretend to be a creditor to scare him and make him stop being so arrogant? Why are you asking for money again?"
"But things have changed, let me tell you."
Shen Shi recounted the entire story of how she met Fatty and how she recognized the watch to Zhao Yicheng.
"That's great! Now that we know who owns the watch, we're no longer worried about dealing with Deng Jie." Zhao Yicheng instantly became smug.
"Do you know this person's name? Where does he live?" Zhao Yicheng asked Shen Shi again.
Chen Shi replied, "I don't know."
"Oh...what! You didn't know?" Zhao Yicheng exclaimed in despair. "Then how are we supposed to find them? They might not even be locals."
"Probably not. Judging from their behavior that day, they seemed to be factory leaders. The waiters at the state-run restaurant should recognize them. Let's go to the county tomorrow and ask around," Chen Shi said, looking at the somewhat dejected Zhao Yicheng.
"Alright then, that's the only way. You distracted me just now, and I forgot to punch Deng Jie a couple of times. He beat me up last time."
The more he thought about it, the more he felt he had lost out.
"Come on, you beat him up even harder." Shen Shi exposed him mercilessly.
"It doesn't matter, I just want to beat him up." Zhao Yicheng's tone sounded very regretful.
Returning to the educated youth settlement now would easily be noticed, so Zhao Yicheng simply stayed at Shen Shi's house, which would also be convenient for his trip to the county tomorrow.
As the first rays of sunlight in the morning pierce the horizon, a cool breeze carries the fragrance of grass and trees.
After having breakfast, they said goodbye to Grandpa Shen and then set off for the county.
Zhao Yicheng had to take care of some things first, while Shen Shi went to the state-run restaurant first.
After entering, Shen Shi found a familiar waiter and, adhering to the principle that politeness makes things easier, first slipped him a packet of Double Happiness cigarettes.
Then he said, "Hey buddy, do you have a moment? I'd like to ask you something."
"Okay, feel free to ask, I'll answer everything I know." The waiter, who had initially been reluctant to talk to Chen Shi, immediately became more talkative upon seeing Hong Shuangxi.
There weren't many people in the store at the moment, so the two chose a table in the corner and sat down.
"I just wanted to ask you about someone. Around June, during the autumn harvest, there was a guy who came to eat here. He had a beer belly that looked like Maitreya Buddha. As soon as he sat down, he gave his companions an old Shanghai watch. I don't know if you remember him?" As soon as he sat down, Chen Shi got straight to the point and asked the guy in front of him.
"He has a beer belly that looks like Maitreya Buddha, and his voice is quite loud, isn't it?" the young man asked after frowning and thinking for a moment.
"Yes, he has a loud voice and a rather rough one." Shen Shi thought there was a chance, and this person probably knew who it was, so he described the situation from that day in detail again.
They imitated the tone and gestures perfectly.
"It must be Director Zhang from the meat processing plant. He's a regular customer here." Shen Shi's apt description immediately brought the deliveryman back to his memory.
So he's the director of the meat processing plant; no wonder he looks so well-off.
"What about the thin, square-faced guy who came with him?"
"I don't know about that, I've only seen it once."
Having gotten the answer he wanted, Shen Shi said goodbye, "Okay, thanks for today, brother." Before leaving, he slipped him two cents.
"Oh, I can't accept this," the young man said, but his actions of taking the money betrayed his true feelings.
"No need to be so polite, you've done me a huge favor. I just hope you can keep this a secret," Shen Shi then asked at the opportune moment.
"Don't worry, I'm very tight-lipped. Even if Director Zhang asks me, I won't tell you anything," the young man assured him, patting his chest.
"Then I'm relieved." After patting the young man on the shoulder, Chen Shi walked out of the state-run restaurant.
Then they arrived at the meeting place agreed upon with Zhao Yicheng.
"So? Have you found out who it is?" Zhao Yicheng asked impatiently as soon as he saw Shen Shi.
"Yes, it's Director Zhang from the meat processing plant," Shen Shi nodded and said.
"Then what are we waiting for? Let's hurry and find Director Zhang." Zhao Yicheng pulled Shen Shi away.
"Don't rush, let me think about it some more," Shen Shi shook his head at Zhao Yicheng.
"What's there to think about? The matter is already very clear! All we need to do is tell that Director Deng Jie about the watch he gave away being taken, and Deng Jie won't get away with it. Wouldn't that achieve our goal?"
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