Chapter 124 Good intentions
“That Ding Shuanghe, you are really nothing!”
The wrinkled old man sat on the recliner, puffed on his pipe, showed his rotten teeth, and cursed: "My youngest son used to move goods at his dock. Every time he had to pay his monthly salary, he would deduct one dollar from the left and one tael from the right. When he got it, it was not enough to support him alone!"
"This kind of person deserves to be struck to death by lightning!"
Fu Qingzhou squatted aside and asked softly: "Then what do you mean, uncle, if I want to work in his house, is it bad to designate it? ”
"No, no, no! Very bad!"
The uncle waved his hands vigorously: "You are young and have enough strength, what can't you do? Don't go and work for that guy!"
Fu Qingzhou smiled meaningfully, thanked the uncle, stood up and left.
This is already the fifth person he has inquired about in Meifeng City.
He asked young laborers, aunts and uncles, and ignorant children on the street.
No matter who it is, there is only one conclusion - Ding Shuanghe is a slanderous landlord, a son of a bitch, and a bastard who deserves to have his descendants exterminated.
Since he took over as the head of Kuai Jian Sect a few years ago, he has been working hard to make money.
But this kind of making money is not a serious business, but just like the dog capitalists in Fu Qingzhou’s memory of his previous life who deserved to be hung from the street lights, they crazily exploited their "employees".
Meifeng City is not big to begin with. The industries in Kuaijianmen almost monopolize most of the city’s businesses. Prices in the city are soaring and wages are getting lower and lower. Therefore, in the past few years, the city’s No one among the people did not criticize him and no one did not hate him.
The courtyard gate and walls of Kuaijianmen are becoming more and more beautiful as they are repaired, but the lives of the people in the city are becoming more and more miserable.
In the recent period, Kuai Jian Sect has encountered misfortunes, but the people of Meifeng City are extremely happy. In their words...
"Many young men and girls in Kuai Jian Sect are pretty good, but that Ding Shuanghe is really nothing. It’s best to disband the Kuai Jian Sect tomorrow to save those disciples from being harmed by Ding.”
From this point of view, there is no need to find out who is tricking Ding Shuanghe. The person who cursed him... There are too many people who hate him in this city. Among them, there are one or two who have been tricked by him and have extreme personalities. They don't dare to mess with Nuo Da's sect, but they secretly hide and curse him. Well, it’s so normal.
Fu Qingzhou walked slowly on the street, pondering.
“Are you not going to help him?”
The smoker asked Youyou: "But his son didn't make any mistakes. If you don't help, his son will be dead. Isn't this like your style?"
Fu Qingzhou smiled softly, but Instead of answering this question, he said: "I understand the intention of senior Zuo Lamei."
"Huh?" Yan Gui was startled.
“She must have known about the evil Ding Shuanghe had done before, so she set such a rule.”
Fu Qingzhou said leisurely: “Everyone in the city hates him, so how could it be possible? Help him pay so much? Even if Ding Shuanghe really gave out 500,000 taels of gold and scattered it among the people in the city, I don’t think they would pay for him. Instead, they would hide the money and watch Ding Shuanghe suffer misfortune.” >
The smoker smiled: "What do you mean, is that Zuo deliberately tormenting Ding Shuanghe? Just to see him in pain?"
"No."
Fu Qingzhou said: "She wants to I want Ding Shuanghe to sincerely admit his mistake to the people in the city, let him spend all his wealth, beat him back to his original form, ask him to beg for help from every house, and tear his pride and face to pieces."
The smoker tutted: "But I'm afraid that old boy is still far away from this step. Look at Kuai Jianmen's large yard and so many properties. If he sells it, he can get a lot of money. Isn't it still sold? "
Fu Qingzhou chuckled: "He is still making money from these properties. If he really sells them all, even if he cures his son today, it will be difficult for him to make a comeback in the future. "
"Are these properties jointly owned more valuable than his son?" Smoker laughed and said, "It's normal. Throughout the ages, in the face of the temptation of power and money, there are not many biological fathers and wives who can kill, let alone a little son who is less than two years old? ”
As he spoke, Fu Qingzhou came not far from Kuai Jian Gate again.
He found a roadside noodle stall and ordered a bowl of beef noodles. While eating, he looked towards the grand entrance.
That child, he wanted to save.
Although Ding Shuanghe is a bastard, his son is innocent after all and cannot pay with his life for the sins his own father has committed in the past.
But he couldn't ignore Senior Zuo Lamei's good intentions.
If he really saved people simply like that, Ding Shuanghe would probably relapse into his old ways in a few days and become Ding Papi once again who exploited the people in the city. Then Senior Zuo's "lesson" would be meaningless. After finishing a bowl of noodles, Fu Qingzhou had the answer in his heart.
He put down a few copper coins and walked slowly towards Kuai Jian Gate.
Compared with before, the yard was much quieter at this time.
Most of the injured disciples had finished bandaging and went to rest, leaving only a few disciples standing in front of the courtyard with sad faces.
Seeing Fu Qingzhou's return, Ding Shuanghe was overjoyed and enthusiastically invited him back to the teahouse to make tea. There was also some anxiety in his smile: "Young hero, I don't know who your senior is..."
Fu Qingzhou shook his head.
Ding Shuanghe’s smile froze.
“That’s right.”
Fu Qingzhou sighed: "I informed the senior about the situation, and he told me clearly that my son's condition may be curable, but the risk is extremely high. He is not sure at all. If he wants to be cured, his best hope is senior Zuo Lamei. "
Ding Shuanghe's face suddenly turned pale, and his lips trembled: "Then, then we still need five hundred thousand taels of gold..."
"The noble sect also has a courtyard, and Why don’t you sell countless properties?”
Fu Qingzhou asked softly: “Even if it can’t be exchanged for five hundred thousand taels of gold, it can still solve the current urgent need, right?”
Ding Shuanghe took a sip. He pursed his lips, his expression changed, and he seemed to be hesitating to speak.
Fu Qingzhou looked at him coldly, calculating in his heart.
This person's final attitude will determine how he handles this matter.
After hesitating for a long time, Ding Shuanghe finally spoke.
“It is not impossible to sell the property.”
He said in a solemn voice: “But these are the ancestral properties left by the master back then. I dare not be a sinner of the Kuai Jian Sect...these disciples of my sect Many of them are children from the countryside. If the Kuai Jian Sect is gone, they will have to return to their hometowns to farm... Even if they have to travel around the world in the future, it will be extremely unpleasant to bear the reputation of a dead disciple. "
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"I don't dare to cause my own children to... end up like this."
If it had been before, Fu Qingzhou would not have doubted it.
But now he only half-believes this.
Capitalists who exploit and oppress others are the best at pretending to be pitiful and telling the truth and lies.
"Master Ding."
Fu Qingzhou slowly said: "Have you ever calculated how much money you can get if you sell all these properties?"
"I have calculated it." Ding Shuanghe smiled bitterly and said: "It's about more than 300,000 yuan. Two taels of silver, maybe, but this is not something I can sell just because I want it. Someone needs to take it over, and when it comes to selling it, the price may be reduced again..."
"It's better than this."
Fu Qingzhou said lightly: "I will help you find a way so that Senior Zuo Lamei can save your son; but at the same time, you have to give me this compound and all these properties. I can guarantee that your Kuai Jian Sect will not But the price you should pay must not be less.”
“Give it to you?”
Ding Shuanghe was so surprised that the water he was pouring tea froze in mid-air.
"Not bad." Fu Qingzhou narrowed his eyes slightly: "If you can't trust me, why not listen to my name."
"My name is Fu Qingzhou, and I come from Langhuan Mountain - therefore, even if you Even if you regret it later, I will definitely find a way to make you fulfill your promise."
When he heard his name, Ding Shuanghe's eyes were still blank.
But after hearing the words "Langhuan Mountain", his pupils immediately trembled, and the teapot in his hand fell with a sudden sound, smashing the tea bowl below it into pieces.
(End of this chapter)