Chapter 229 Youngsters' Tour
Zhou Yi looked at the incoming call number, a landline number he didn't recognize, but it looked local.
"Hello, who is this?"
"Hello, Officer Zhou, I'm Han Jiajia."
"Oh, Miss Han, what's wrong? Is there something wrong?" Zhou Yi thought, Tao Cong has been arrested, so it should be fine.
"Look, the police just called my dad over. They said they caught someone who admitted to throwing dead rats and snakes into our yard. They asked my dad to make a statement to confirm the situation. He then called my workplace to tell me about it and told me to go home tonight."
Han Jiajia paused for a moment and asked weakly, "I want to ask, does this matter have anything to do with you, Officer Zhou?"
When Zhou Yi heard this, he thought that the police station was quite efficient. As long as Han Weimin took a statement and verified the situation, Tao Cong would be able to enjoy his detention trip tonight.
He did not hide it and said that he was the one who notified the police station and that the person who did it was Tao Cong.
Han Jiajia was immediately deeply moved. "Officer Zhou, can I treat you to dinner tonight? I want to express my gratitude."
Zhou Yi had just expressed his attitude to Cheng Jiaojiao on the phone not long ago, so it was naturally impossible for him to accept Han Jiajia's invitation. What's more, what Tao Cong did was illegal, so doing so was both his duty and a piece of cake.
I politely declined.
"Okay, then I won't bother you anymore." Han Jiajia's voice was obviously a little lower.
Zhou Yi originally planned to go to the hospital after get off work to check on Director Jin and Qian Lailai, especially Director Jin, to see when he would be discharged from the hospital so that he could lend a hand.
However, before leaving get off work, Xu Junjie called again and said that he was free, so he went to Lao Yan's place for a stroll in the afternoon. Then they both decided that Zhou Yi would treat them to dinner tonight.
Zhou Yi thought about it and agreed readily.
Although according to this life, Zhou Yi saw Lao Yan during the Chinese New Year this year, but if calculated according to the previous life, it has been seven or eight years since they last saw each other.
We have never met each other, but when I look back I see he is still a young man.
This feeling is really magical.
So he and Xu Junjie made an appointment that the three of them would have dinner at the barbecue restaurant near their old middle school tonight, reminiscing about their youthful years and trying to recall the feeling of eating barbecue even though they had no money in their pockets.
Xu Junjie scolded him for being stingy and agreed quickly.
"Oh, by the way, don't bring your girlfriend, it's just the three of us." Zhou Yi reminded.
The main reason was that he was afraid that it would be awkward if Cheng Jiaojiao brought Han Jiajia with her.
"Fine, I definitely won't take you. You two are old bachelors, and if I take you, I'll be bullying you."
Old Yan's real name is Yan Lang. He is two years older than them and is a repeater.
But he failed the grade not because he was bad at studying, but because of his poor eyesight.
In the first month of my freshman year in high school, I rode my bike into a construction site after school in order to take a shortcut. However, due to my poor eyesight, I didn’t see the warning signs on the construction site and fell directly into the sewer, breaking three ribs and a calf.
So I had to take a year off from school, and after repeating a grade, I became classmates with Zhou Yi and Xu Junjie.
Yan Lang is a rather careless person. The stupidest thing he has ever done is to bet with others whether the head teacher's thick head of hair is fake.
It is normal for students to argue with each other and refuse to give in to each other.
But Yan Lang was the first one who was brave enough to pull the headmaster's hair for this bet.
Even in the previous life, many years later, everyone still clearly remembered Old Yan, who was running around the school with a wig in his hand and being chased by the head teacher.
Even seniors who have graduated for several years know that "the number one Baturu in Nanming No. 3 Middle School is named Yan."
That afternoon, Lao Yan became famous in one battle.
Of course, he paid a heavy price for it, was given a serious warning, and was placed on probation.
Yan Lang's original plan was to join the army after graduating from high school and stay in the army without returning.
Unfortunately, my brain wasn't working well, and before setting this ambition, I didn't realize I had to look down at my feet first.
As a result, because of his flat feet, Lao Yan was rejected in the first round of physical examination.
In the end, my college entrance examination score was barely enough to get me into a local vocational college, where I studied mechanical manufacturing.
Last year, during my internship as a junior, the school assigned me to work at a local state-owned factory, and I later stayed there and was hired as a full-time employee.
However, the situation in state-owned factories in the 1990s was not very good. After all, although the big pot meals would not starve you to death, they would not fill you up either.
But the factory where Lao Yan worked began to improve slowly after a period of depression in his previous life, because the direction of the entire factory began to shift towards military industry, and of course it also received some support from some relationships.
So later on, Lao Yan lived a pretty good life. He got married, had children, and lived a stable life.
"Old Yan" really became Old Yan. When he reached middle age and talked about his heroic behavior, he just laughed it off and said that he was too stupid at the time.
Zhou Yi remembered that before he was transferred from Hongcheng, he, Xu Junjie and Yan Lang went back to the barbecue restaurant near the school to have a meal.
The three of them sat on small stools and ordered a lot of skewers and beer, but the food just didn't taste like what it did when they were in school.
Old Yan said that back in school, to satisfy their cravings, the three of them would scrimp and save for a week's worth of food to eat skewers, raking them until sparks flew off the skewers, they ate so deliciously. Why can't I recapture that feeling now?
At that moment, Zhou Yi finally understood the meaning of the poem.
I want to buy some osmanthus flowers and put them in the wine, but it doesn’t feel like the days when I was young.
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When Zhou Yi arrived, Xu Junjie and Yan Lang had already arrived.
It was still the familiar old store. There were some folding tables and small stools in the small room, and there was a long barbecue grill at the door.
There is a large flow of people near the school, and in the past, school did not provide meals, and the food in the cafeteria was bad, so there were many small restaurants outside the school that offered good food and were inexpensive. Every noon, the school was crowded with students.
This shop sells noodles and rice at noon, and snacks like grilled skewers and crispy chicken at night.
The boss knows how to do business. He put the skewers rack at the door. Once the skewers are grilled, the aroma immediately drifts to the school gate, making the students very greedy.
However, most students buy two skewers and eat them while walking. After all, their pocket money is limited and they cannot afford to sit down and eat.
"Have you ordered?" Zhou Yi pulled over a bench and said.
"How can we have the face to order food if you, the host, don't come?" Xu Junjie laughed.
As soon as he finished speaking, the boss took a bunch of skewers and put them on the plate on the table: "Here, twenty lamb skewers."
Zhou Yi poked Xu Junjie's face with his finger and said, "Your face is thicker than a city wall."
"Old Yan, you've gained weight."
Yan Lang patted his stomach and said, "Really? Big Xu said the same thing just now. You don't know, one good thing about our place is that the food in the cafeteria is good and there's plenty of it. You don't know, I once ate eight chicken legs and it almost killed me."
Zhou Yi nodded, well, he is still that idiot after all.
Soon, the boss brought in a lot of grilled skewers. When Zhou Yi saw the full table, he knew that the two guys came here for "revenge consumption."
Of course, it's his wallet that's spending the money.
This barbecue restaurant has a unique feature that has not changed over the years.
Just don’t sell alcohol.
No alcohol for sale.
The boss said that since most of the people who come to eat there are students, selling alcohol would have a bad influence, but customers are allowed to bring their own.
Zhou Yi asked them if they wanted beer and went to buy it himself.
Yan Lang patted his stomach and said forget it, fearing that his belly would get bigger the more he drank.
Zhou Yi thought to himself, you need to eat less and drink less. In the previous life, when people reached middle age, their bellies were as big as if they were ten months pregnant.
The three of them ate and chatted, talking about the past events in high school, their current situations, and gossip.
As they chatted, they talked about their class monitor. Their high school class monitor was a boy named Shen Jianbo, a gentle man wearing glasses. His family was well-off. His father worked in a public institution in his early years, and later went into business and made some money.
Shen Jianbo was a good student and was admitted to a prestigious university in the provincial capital.
No matter how you look at it, he was a winner in life from the start, so how could he be involved in illegal fundraising?
And like Xu Junjie, he should not officially graduate until June.
"I know about this. I heard about it from Binzi and the others." Old Yan said, holding up a string of roasted chicken hearts. "The squad leader was tricked by his father."
"His dad? What's going on?" the two were curious.
"Didn't his dad go into business? He made a lot of money when we were in high school. Later, didn't the class monitor get admitted to a key university in the provincial capital? I heard his father also went there to open a company. It was that company that ripped the class monitor off."
Zhou Yi immediately deduced some possibilities from Old Yan's words and said, "Could it be that his father made him the legal representative of this company, and then the company collapsed due to illegal fundraising?"
Yan Lang looked at Zhou Yi in shock. "Damn! I told you you could be a criminal police officer. You could even guess this?"
"Is it really like that? But the squad leader as the legal representative is just a figurehead, the actual controlling shareholder must be his father. If something really happens because of illegal fundraising, the main perpetrator is his father, the actual controlling shareholder, and the responsibility should also be borne primarily by his father." Zhou Yi said, shocked, because just now Old Yan said that the squad leader was cheated by his father.
"Could it be that the squad leader's father ran away with the money?" Zhou Yi said with a frown.
Lao Yan immediately gave a thumbs up and said, "Lao Zhou, that's amazing! You guessed everything right!"
Most illegal fund-raising is actually a Ponzi scheme, which uses high returns to lure others into investing, and uses part of the principal as interest to continue to attract other parties to invest. The snowball grows bigger and bigger until it explodes.
To put it bluntly, it is just taking advantage of human greed. Such incidents are not uncommon, and many people have lost their fortunes because of this.
However, it is rare for a father to trick his son into becoming the legal person and then run away with the money.
"The key point is that the squad leader's father didn't just run away with the money."
"Old Yan, don't keep us in suspense. Just tell us quickly." Xu Junjie urged.
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