Chapter 20 Thanks to Mao Mao for reminding him!
In the evening, Lou Fengju strode into his home with great efficiency.
He slammed a stack of documents in front of his third brother, saying, "I've investigated the person you mentioned."
Lou Hongjian silently picked it up and began to read.
As he turned the pages of the documents, his expression grew increasingly grim.
Lou Fengju removed his military cap, revealing sharp eyebrows and eyes beneath. His long eyebrows pressed down on his eyes, and his face was full of ferocity. A cold smile played on his lips: "Dare to swindle and deceive in front of our Lou family? You really don't know what's good for you."
It turns out that the young master Feng that Lou Hongjian met was a complete fraud.
He wasn't the son of the wealthy Feng family in Lingcheng at all. The real young master Feng was still running his family business in Lingcheng.
Although they shared the same surname, Feng, the person Lou Hongjian knew was just a swindler who had been cheating people for a long time.
He arrived in Haicheng, carefully selected his prey, and then presented himself as the son of the wealthy Feng family, displaying extravagance and lavishness to lure his target. The dancer who introduced them was also one of his people.
Not only was his identity fake, but his factory and business were also all fake.
Even the collaboration with Chairman Zhang of the Haicheng Chamber of Commerce was a lie.
"He said he had a foreign patent and was planning to invest in setting up a factory in Haicheng." Lou Hongjian said with a sullen face, "I also went to inspect that factory in person."
“His methods of deception are very sophisticated,” Lou Fengju said. “You are no match for this kind of experienced swindler.”
A patent certificate is just a piece of paper, so of course it can be forged, and its contents can be made up to be incredibly elaborate.
For example, the factory that Lou Hongjian visited.
In his mind, it was the fake Young Master Feng who spent a fortune to buy a large plot of land in Haicheng, intending to set up a factory. In reality, the factory did exist, but it did not belong to the fake Young Master Feng.
Among the people he met, there might even be actors hired by the fake Young Master Feng.
The fake Young Master Feng took Lou Hongjian on a tour, and through a series of sweet words and coincidences, made Lou Hongjian completely believe in him.
Not only did she believe him wholeheartedly, she almost foolishly gave him 300,000 yuan!
After his initial shock and anger, Lou Hongjian was left with only a deep sense of lingering fear.
He almost lost 300,000 yuan!
Three hundred thousand yuan wasn't much to their family; it wouldn't cripple them, at most it would just be a little painful. But for Lou Hongjian, it was like trampling his pride into the ground.
He wanted to achieve something great and make a name for himself, so that his parents and brothers would look at him with new respect. To this end, he borrowed money from his entire family. In the end, he was just being scammed by a conman.
If he really gets scammed, he'll probably never be able to hold his head up high again!
"I've already caught those two swindlers for you and locked them up in the police station. They've been given a good beating," Lou Fengju said. "Ah Hong, how do you plan to get revenge?"
Lou Hongjian sneered: "Brother, break their legs for me. I'll make sure they can't fool anyone else anymore."
Lou Fengju was a little annoyed: "Is that all?"
Did they lie to his brother and only break his leg?
Lou Hongjian gave him a deep look: "Brother, I think you have more ideas than I do."
Lou Fengju smiled.
Although he was dressed in a crisp, neat military uniform, his smile had a touch of roguishness. It was as if a rebellious and unruly soul was suppressed beneath the serious uniform.
"I will give you a good outcome." Lou Fengju said fiercely, "They should have known the consequences long ago if they dared to plot against the Lou family."
"Brother, don't you blame me?"
Lou Hongjian asked curiously, "You also lent me 100,000 yuan. I almost got scammed out of that money."
"Blame you?" Lou Fengju retorted. "Blame you for being too stupid?"
Lou Hongjian: "..."
Lou Fengju put his hat back on and chuckled, "Ah Hong, you're not very smart, but this isn't your fault."
People are less guarded when faced with beauty and money.
When a windfall comes out of nowhere, an ordinary person might be wary and defensive, but he is the third young master of the Lou family, born with too much, and he considers any benefits offered to him to be commonplace.
If you are scammed, you can't blame the person who was scammed for being careless.
Not being scammed doesn't mean you're too smart; it just means the scammers haven't used tactics that would sway you.
“Remember this lesson. Next time you meet someone, make sure you verify their identity carefully.” Lou Fengju reminded him, “Luckily, this time it was just a conman. Dad’s status is too high; others can’t touch him, so they’ll target the people around him.”
Lou Hongjian humbly accepted: "I'll remember that, elder brother."
“However,” Lou Fengju praised, “you’re not entirely stupid for reacting in time.”
Lou Hongjian said with lingering fear, "It wasn't me, it was Mao Mao."
"Maomao?"
"It was Mao Mao who reminded me..."
That's right, it's all thanks to Mao Mao.
If he hadn't asked Mao Mao a question, he wouldn't have realized something was wrong in time and would have been deceived in the end.
Mao Mao is truly his little lucky star!
Thinking of this, Lou Hongjian could no longer sit still.
"Big brother, I'm leaving the rest to you." He put down the documents and rushed out the door: "I really need to thank Mao Mao!"
Lou Fengju: "..."
Lou Hongjian returned the borrowed money, leaving him with only the 40,000 yuan he won from horse racing.
He went out again and came back carrying bags and bags of things; this time, he bought even more than last time.
Not only were there pretty little dresses, but also countless snacks and toys. He emptied the department store, wanting to bring all the good things to his sister. Packaging bags were scattered all over the floor, and delivery people came several times.
Mao Mao was stunned. Looking at the sea of packaging bags in front of her, she looked up at her third brother and asked, "Are all of these for me?"
"It's all yours."
"So many?"
"Not only that, there's also this."
As if by magic, Lou Hongjian produced a piece of cream cake from a box.
It's not the kind sold in Western restaurants that's served on a small white porcelain plate; it's a whole, round piece of cream cake, about the size of a large circle if you stretch your arm out.
Mao Mao: "Wow!"
Of course, that's not all.
A few days later, Mao Mao and her mother were playing in the garden.
She picked a large bunch of flowers and sat down next to Xia Xiaoxiang, happily swinging her little feet as she waited for her mother to make her a flower wreath.
Suddenly, she heard two "beep" sounds, the sound of a car horn.
When Mao Mao looked back, she saw a brand-new white convertible drive in through the wide-open iron gate and slowly pull up to the roadside not far away.
Lou Hongjian, sitting in the driver's seat, took off his sunglasses, held onto the car door, his newly permed hair was slightly ruffled by the wind, and he looked dashing.
Mao Mao suddenly opened her mouth wide in surprise.
"Mao Mao, come up here."
He pointed to the passenger seat, his charming, amorous eyes looking at him with a grin.
"Brother will take you for a drive."
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