After hearing this, Xiuzhu stuttered for a long time and couldn't say anything. Huang Wanzhen didn't wait for her to say anything else and hung up the phone.
Huang Wanshu had been confused all her life. When her life was in danger, she finally became afraid and compromised. She stopped fighting against her fate and chose to go abroad.
It only took a few days for Huang Wanzhen to hear the news in Peiping that the famous movie star Miss Julie was assassinated at the age of 20. Huang Wanzhen's first reaction was that the age was wrong and Huang Wanshu had lied about her age.
"Qinghui, how did you know?" Huang Wanzhen calculated in her mind. Julie had just left Shanghai by boat yesterday. Isn't the news spreading too fast?
Lin Qinghui thought Huang Wanzhen didn't believe her, so she blew on her newly done nails and said, "It was on the radio this morning. I'm saying, you're a 'boss' after all, making so much money, why don't you buy a radio or a phonograph? At least play some music in Linglong Pavilion. I've been wanting to tell you off for a long time, you're so stingy."
Huang Wanzhen curled her lips, "Why didn't you tell her when Song Wenyin was here? She's not stingy, she's generous, you should ask her for it!"
The next day, Song Wenyin called and said, "I ordered a radio station for Linglong Pavilion. Aunt Zhang from my mother's house will deliver it in a couple of days."
Then, he complained again, "Huang Wanzhen, I really owed you in my past life. You're so far away, and you still give me trouble. You said your sister was in Shanghai and you couldn't reach her, so I asked someone to help take her to the boat. That's understandable, but you're in Peking, and the customer wanted to listen to music, and they came all the way to complain to me. Can't you be more motivated? And don't write those realistic novels. How much money can you make from them? Hurry up and spend more time with the customers, coax them, and stop those idle people from calling me all the time."
"Is it Lin Qinghui? When did she become such a big mouth?" Huang Wanzhen protested. "She only mentioned it once at the time, but she didn't insist I buy it. If she had said more, I might have taken it seriously. I guess she's just looking for an excuse to call you and get you to criticize me. Don't fall for her tricks."
Song Wenyin rolled her eyes while holding the phone. "Stinky girl! Just wait and see how I'll deal with her next time I go to Peking!"
"Hey? Did she tell you that Zheng Yusang was dead?"
"Dead?" Huang Wanzhen screamed. "That's impossible. I've been asking Jinxin Company to keep an eye on the Zheng family. How could they not report such a big thing to me?"
Song Wenyin asked in confusion, "Qinghui called and told me about this. She said a lot of people have died recently. Julie died, Zheng Yusang died too. She also said her cousin cried a lot. It seems like she really liked that guy. But luckily she didn't marry him, otherwise she would have been a widow."
"No," Huang Wanzhen interrupted Song Wenyin, "I have to ask your brother to return the money. It's twenty dollars a month. How could you not report such easy-to-get information to me?!"
Song Wenyin began to speak up for Song Wenxu. "Impossible! My brother's Jinxin Company is very careful about its reputation. As long as they accept a business, they will definitely complete it. Have you been too busy recently and missed it?"
Huang Wanzhen thought about it and realized that it was true. Recently, after school, she had been staying in her bedroom to write novels. She hadn't checked the messages for a long time and didn't know whether they had been delivered or not.
"I won't tell you anymore. I'll ask other people if they received my item."
Huang Wanzhen hung up the phone and asked around, but couldn't find out. Just as she was about to call Jinxin Company, Huang Dachui reminded her, "Boss Huang, could he be at Shitou's place? He's been married for several days, and he hasn't come to work yet. It's really infuriating. I'll go to his house and scold him for you."
Huang Wanzhen thought that if someone from Jinxin Company sent the message and she was not there, it was really possible that Xiao Shitou and Li Chunhua received it for her.
"Then go to his house and ask him and Chunhua. Don't scold him. We agreed on a ten-day wedding leave. Everyone is watching. I can't go back on my word."
As dusk fell, Xiao Shitou, dressed in a blue silk robe, and Huang Dachui entered the shop. When they saw Huang Wanzhen, they immediately apologized, "I'm sorry, Mr. Huang, someone came to deliver something to you. It's a file bag, and I put it in the compartment under the counter."
Huang Wanzhen hurried to look for it and found it in no time. "Okay, go back and continue your wedding leave. You don't need to come over. Just ask Dachui to bring the letter back."
Little Stone wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "I was afraid that Da Hammer couldn't explain it clearly and delayed your business. I should have told you earlier, but I forgot."
"I understand. Marriage is a lot of work," Huang Wanzhen waved her hand. "Go back quickly, or Chunhua won't come looking for you again."
Little Stone has good skin. He used to be dark because he was exposed to the sun while delivering newspapers everywhere. But in recent years, he has been working at Jixiangtang, away from the wind and the sun. His skin has become much whiter, and a blush has crept up his cheeks and ears. Huang Dachui pointed at Little Stone as if he had seen something unusual and said, "Yo! My brother used to be shy. He's different now that he has a wife. He's become more shameless."
Little Stone laughed and scolded, "You little brat, how dare you laugh at your big brother." Then he raised his foot and kicked Huang Dachui.
Huang Dachui dodged and didn't get kicked, but he was still playing tricks, "Go back quickly, my sister-in-law is still waiting for you at home, don't go back too late, or she will turn into a husband-waiting stone."
Little Stone reached out and pointed at him, "Good boy, you even made up your sister-in-law. Next time you want to come to my house for a drink, I won't let you in!"
Huang Dachui immediately bent his spine, "No, brother, I was wrong."
Little Stone cursed, shook off his hand, and walked away without looking back.
Huang Wanzhen didn't have time to watch the two of them playing tricks. After getting the file bag, she hurried into the office, bypassed the loop on it, took out the documents inside, and started reading them at a glance.
Upon closer inspection, I found out that Zheng Yusang was really dead. He was stabbed in the lower abdomen by Li Yingying with scissors. He did not go to the hospital for treatment, but instead asked a doctor to bandage him at home. Later, he got an infection and had a fever. When he was sent to the hospital, he was already dead.
This document is much more detailed than what Song Wenyin said, and there is a sequel. After Zheng Yusang died, Zheng Liu wanted to drive Gao Weizi out, but she didn't expect that Gao Weizi was pregnant. Now Zheng Liu burns incense and prays to Buddha every day, praying that Gao Weizi is pregnant with a boy so that the Zheng family can continue the incense.
After reading it, Huang Wanzhen took a deep breath and slowly exhaled.
I thought to myself, this time it was all thanks to Lin Qinghui's big mouth. If it weren't for her, I would never have known the news.
The weather in Peking was getting hotter day by day. Huang Wanzhen was so busy that she had to practice boxing in the morning regardless of wind or rain, and also design summer clothes. Fortunately, Su Jingyi would send her some new clothing patterns from the United States from time to time, which Huang Wanzhen could use as a reference.
Graduation is approaching, and although there are not many classes in school, Huang Wanzhen has to prepare for her graduation thesis defense and work.
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