Chapter 145 The Domineering President’s Father 24
"Hey! How do you talk like that, old man?"
Although the aunt did not witness it with her own eyes, she did not need to think at all and was 100% sure that Xiao Yihuang would never commit such a theft.
First of all, the Xiao Group belongs to his family; secondly, the Xiao Group belongs to his family; finally, the Xiao Group is still his family!
Given the weight of the Xiao Group, is it necessary to steal other people's money?
Furthermore, if Xiao Yihuang was really such a person, why did he take the risk of being blackmailed and take the initiative to pay for the hospitalization fees and various miscellaneous expenses for the deceased old man?
Putting aside other things, even if all the money this old man has is added together, it's probably not as much as other people's monthly expenses. What are they stealing? Are they stealing to make themselves poor?
"Don't you see how much this pot of yours is worth? We're not stupid. Are we going to risk getting caught just to steal a few of your melons and dates?"
"That's right!" The university students pointed and said, "Brother Xiao's family isn't short of money. You think everyone is begging like you? Not only do you not know how to be grateful when others kindly donate money to you, but you actually turn the tables and slander them. This world is really going downhill!"
After saying this, he finally understood why the aunt liked to preach to others so much. It felt so good to be right and preach!
Other stall owners also came over.
"If it doesn't work, call the police. When they get here, they'll know if Xiao Xiao has taken your money!"
"Yes, yes, call the police!"
The old man originally planned to take the initiative and leave when passers-by criticized Xiao Yihuang, but who knew that these people would actually speak up for him!
What if we really have to call the police?!
The old man rolled his eyes and acted crazy, twitching and rolling his eyes. Just as the passerby was about to make a phone call, he pretended to wake up.
"I'm sorry, what happened? I have some intermittent Alzheimer's disease. I didn't do anything wrong just now, did I?"
The old man had a pale and thin face, sunken cheeks, deep bags under his eyes, black and yellow teeth, was poorly dressed, and had disabled legs, making it difficult for him to move. Seeing his miserable appearance, the onlookers didn't know whether he was pretending or really had Alzheimer's disease. Anyway, he looked very pitiful.
"It's not easy for the old man either. Young man, just forget it. Taking a step back will open up a new world. Making things easier for others is also making things easier for yourself."
"Yeah, yeah, he's already so old, you won't gain anything by arguing with him. What if he starts to blame you? That would be even worse."
"You guys make it sound so easy, but it turns out you weren't the ones being slandered! Don't just say 'forget it' so easily! If it were me, wouldn't it matter if he's a liar or just plain miserable? Just call the police."
Everyone was talking at once, and Xiao Yihuang, the person involved, couldn't get a word in.
He had some suspicions that the old man was not really an old man, but was in disguise, but he had no evidence. If he said it out loud, wouldn't it be the same as the other party slandering him?
Xiao Yihuang was a little hesitant, and during this moment of hesitation, a skinny young man with a crew cut squeezed in from the crowd.
"Grandpa, I've been looking for you for so long, why are you out again?" The young man explained to those around him, "My grandfather has Alzheimer's and is old, and he's always worried about me, so I came out to make some money on my own."
He sighed, "At your age, please stop worrying about me. What should I do if I get hurt? You're my only relative!"
His words matched what the old man had said before, and those who said they wanted to call the police immediately gave up the idea.
"You'd better keep an eye on your grandpa! The young man kindly donated money to your grandpa, but he directly accused him of stealing the money! A more impatient person would have called the police long ago!"
The young man nodded repeatedly, laughing wryly at himself, "This was an accident. I was usually moving bricks at the construction site, so I asked a neighbor to help keep an eye on him. But while the neighbor's older sister was cooking, my grandfather disappeared. I was so worried! Luckily, nothing happened!"
As he spoke, he sincerely apologized to Xiao Yihuang: "Brother, I'm sorry for causing you trouble."
The young man pulled out a wad of crumpled change from his pocket, and after counting ten ten-yuan notes, he was about to stuff them into Xiao Yihuang's hand. "I'm so sorry, but take this little money and consider it my apology to you on behalf of my grandfather."
Like everyone else, Xiao Yihuang was initially a little skeptical, but after hearing what the young man said, he didn't know what to say.
The grandfather and grandson were so miserable, how could he accept the money? He quickly refused: "It's okay, it's okay. Just know it's a misunderstanding."
"By the way, if your family is really in financial difficulty, you can download the Chaosheng App, which is the platform of the Chaosheng Charity Foundation. As long as you submit the materials truthfully, someone will visit you and you can receive assistance every month."
The young man thanked him with tears in his eyes: "Thank you, brother. I will take my grandfather home first."
He was thin and had great difficulty carrying his grandfather on his back, but he did not accept help from others.
The young man carried the old man on his back and staggered for a long distance until they were completely away from the amusement park, and then they got into a van with an anti-peep film.
"Damn it, this is so unlucky!" The old man changed his previous timid and cowardly look, pulled off the wig on his head, revealing his original round head, and his voice became that of a young man.
The driver in the front seat looked curiously in the rearview mirror and turned the steering wheel: "What's wrong, Old Xun? Did the police find you?"
The old man spitted out a mouthful of disgust. "Stop saying such unlucky things! How could I possibly let the cops find me? I was almost discovered to be in disguise this time!"
"Damn it, people these days are getting harder and harder to fool!"
The young man disguised as the grandson was surprised when he heard this. "No way? I was wondering why I was needed to save the situation. So that's how it is?"
Thinking about what just happened, Old Xun was filled with anger. "How could I have known that if I kowtowed to him in gratitude, he would come to help me? Aren't young people these days very low-quality?"
Thinking of something, greed flashed across his eyes. "I heard from others that the boy has a rich family, is kind-hearted, and is easy to fool. You should find a way to make friends with him. The goods are getting more and more expensive lately!"
Thinking of this, he started to feel addicted. His hands trembled and he sniffed: "Do you have any more goods?"
The driver freed one hand and pulled out a small bag of white powder from the armrest box, tossing it to the other party: "This is all we have left. We need to restock quickly. You should also control your consumption. Using too much of this stuff is bad for your health. If you haven't sold the other goods yet, you will lose money first."
After all, they were childhood friends, so the driver tried to persuade them.
After Old Xun inhaled the thing into his nose, he squinted his eyes comfortably, then collapsed on the back seat and squinted his eyes.
He said with some self-deprecation: "You know this addiction well. Only by going in can you really control it."
Lao Xun adjusted his posture and said, "I heard there's a new liquid coming out in the south. It only takes a small amount, but it's very potent. If we can get it, we won't have to worry about spending money anymore."
The driver shook his head. "They're all samples. I heard many people ended up in the hospital after using them, and some even lost their lives. Luckily, Meibei found them. You better be careful and don't lose your life!"
Old Xun was annoyed by his procrastination: "Well, let's not talk about this anymore. Let's think of a way to get some money from that young man. Play a little pitiful role to gain his sympathy first. Once we get familiar with him, we can recruit him to our side. Then, won't we have the final say on the money?"
He began to fantasize that after he became rich, he would first buy a house, then a luxury car, and find a beautiful girl to accompany him. He would also be able to return home in glory and impress the villagers!
The young man next to him was not interested in the luxury car BMW. He was more concerned about the new type of liquid.
"Brother Xun, do you think that new liquid is really easy to get?" He showed a hint of anger on his face. "Last time, that guy surnamed Ma was so dismissive of us, looking down on us with his nose in the air. It makes me angry just thinking about it!"
He looked at Old Xun, and seeing the dissatisfaction on his face, he began to offer suggestions: "If we can get the goods without him, we can also save a lot of kickbacks. Doesn't that Boss Yang admire you very much? Is it possible for us to bypass Old Ma and contact Boss Yang directly?"
Hearing his words, a serious look flashed across the driver's face, as if he was very afraid of Boss Yang.
He shouted, "Don't say that again. Boss Yang has a lot of lives on his hands." The driver glanced at the somewhat moved Old Xun and reminded him, "Old Xun, you too. Do you think Boss Yang really appreciates you? He just needs an obedient dog. Last time..."
Old Xun threw the bag away in frustration: "So what if I'm a dog? As long as he can give me money, there are many people who want to be dogs, but can't even become one!"
He felt that his childhood friend was jealous that Boss Yang valued him more, which was why he kept saying these depressing things.
Isn’t there a saying? I’m afraid my brothers won’t live well, but I’m also afraid they’ll live too well. That’s the truth!
But after all, the two of them were good friends and grew up together, so they didn't quarrel in the end.
The driver took the initiative to give in in the argument and changed the subject, saying, "Just be careful, I'm just worried about your safety. You know, if you want to work for Boss Yang, you're going to be involved in human lives. You'll get tired of talking too much, so let's talk about how to gain the trust of that fat sheep."
"He's already suspicious of me, and Xiao Ke has met him, so the two of us can't show up." Old Xun thought for a while: "Your little sister..."
"Old Xun!" the driver interrupted him harshly. "How old is my little sister? She's still in school! You've seen her grow up like a real brother! How can you say such a thing?"
Old Xun just mentioned it, but he didn't expect his childhood friend to react so strongly. But when he thought about it, he had indeed watched the child grow up since he was a child, so he was indeed in the wrong for making this suggestion.
"Okay, okay, I won't say any more. I just heard her say she wanted to buy a computer, and I thought she was just trying to trick that person. I didn't really ask her to do anything. If you don't like it, forget it."
The driver was afraid that he would come up with another bad idea, so he said, "I'll figure out a way to deal with this. Don't try to get my little sister again, okay?"
Lao Xun didn't take his warning seriously, but he gave up the idea.
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