Violators Club

Chapter 287
Chapter 285

In Lin Dabao's memory, the image of his father is tall and tall.

Because he was a soldier in his early years, his father always spoke in a sonorous and forceful tone, which made people feel very powerful after hearing it.

At this moment, hearing his father's tired voice through the phone, Lin Dabao couldn't help but have a sore nose:
"Dad, it's me, Dabao."

In the small two-story western-style building in Tazhai, with a cigarette in his hand, there is a bit of fatigue between his brows.

Lin Zonghui, who was squatting on the ground to answer the phone at this moment, had a flash of joy at first, and then frowned involuntarily: "Why did you call me, didn't you tell you not to contact me soon?"

In the milk tea shop, hearing his father's words, Lin Dabao's heart softened.

But after a while?

Taking a deep breath, he forced himself to calm down. Lin Dabao didn't speak immediately, but asked, "Dad, listen to me first. Is it convenient to talk around?"

Looking out of the window, Lin Zonghui took a puff of cigarette:
"Convenient, what's wrong?"

After confirming that it was convenient for his father, Lin Dabao said:

"Dad, a Xiangjiang man came to my store today, and he said he wanted to find you."

"From Xiangjiang? From your uncle Dong?"

Same as Lin Dabao's reaction before, at the moment when he heard Xiangjiang people, Lin Zonghui subconsciously thought of Lin Yaodong who came back from Xiangjiang during the Chinese New Year last year.

But Lin Dabao shook his head:
"It doesn't look like that. This man's name is Chen Changqing. It is said that he is a big boss called Baile Company. He left a business card. He will go to a friend's house in the city to inquire later, and meet at the old factory building in the evening. Then we will talk about it." talk."

Lin Dabao didn't go into too much detail.

Although from the bottom of his heart, he had decided that Chen Changqing was a stronger person than Uncle Dong, but it was better to be more cautious. It was afternoon, and he still had two or three hours to investigate.

Besides the friends in Tazhai, Lin Dabao also has a few good friends in Dongshan City, who may be able to find out the news about the owner of Baile Company.

But as Lin Dabao's words fell, Lin Zonghui couldn't help frowning:
"Are you sure? The village has been very busy recently. I have an appointment with Chen Guangrong for dinner tonight."

Chen Guangrong is a police squadron leader, and has some relationship with Tazhai.
In all fairness, Chen Guangrong is not very important to Lin Zonghui, but he has an older brother who is a high-level leader in Dongshan City, if he can get the support of these two brothers.

Perhaps he has hope to win the position of the next patriarch from Lin Yaodong.

However, as Lin Zonghui's voice fell, Lin Dabao's tone on the other end of the phone became a little more serious. He didn't explain how powerful Chen Changqing was, nor did he try to persuade him. He just asked a question:
"Dad, do you believe me? I think this is an opportunity."

Rubbing the aching brow, Lin Zonghui shook his head.

He didn't say whether he believed it or not, he just said perfunctorily:
"Let's talk later."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Zonghui scratched his head irritably.

Due to too much pressure recently, my hair looks oily, which is very different from my usual capable image.

"Boom boom boom!"

There was a sound of footsteps, and Lin Zonghui's wife Alan came up from downstairs:
"Who's calling?"

Lin Zonghui glanced at his wife, and then said:

"It belongs to Dabao."

After the words fell, Alan, who was still a little curious on his face just now, couldn't help but sink.

With a dark face, she looked at Lin Zonghui with dissatisfaction:
"I'm just curious. They are all from the same village. Is it necessary to let Dabao go out and hide?"

A flash of irritability flashed in his eyes, Lin Zonghui slapped the table and shouted directly:

"Your hair is long, but your knowledge is short. What do you know, a woman?"

A woman is weak at heart, but a mother is strong. On weekdays, Alan listens to Lin Zonghui in everything.

Whether it is at home or outside, Lin Zonghui has given enough face, but when it comes to his son Lin Dabao?

Alan didn't argue with Lin Zonghui.

Her eyes were moist, with tears in the corners of her eyes:

"I don't understand. I haven't been to school. I'm not as educated as you, Lin Zonghui. But I know that Dabao has a home and can't go back. He can only hide outside by himself. You, a father, are so cruel!"

The room fell silent, Lin Zonghui opened his mouth.

Looking at Alan, he had a lot of words in his chest, but he couldn't say a word.

He is a thoughtful person and hopes that the life of Tazhai people will get better and better.

This is fundamentally different from Lin Yaodong who does not use any means and only cares about the result.

Actually on his terms?
There's absolutely no need to go through this muddy water.

In 60, Lin Zonghui had his own company. When others were still working hard for [-] yuan households, he already had a family property of [-] to [-] yuan. At that time, he was definitely a rich man.

But after all, he came from Tazhai, and he always hoped to make some changes for this backward and poor village.

This time competing for the patriarch of Tazhai Village.

It is not a good thing for him, and it can even be said that the disadvantages outweigh the advantages.

Not only the loss of wealth, but what made him feel uneasy was Lin Yaodong who came back from Xiangjiang this time.

I don't know why, but Lin Zonghui always feels that the gentle Lin Yaodong is not as simple as he imagined.

Besides, Lin Yaodong and his two younger brothers got very close during this time.

And the two brothers Lin Yaozu and Lin Yaohua are well-known gangsters in Tazhai.

In [-], it was not as safe as imagined. Besides, places like Tazhai have a strong sense of clan and ignore the rule of law.

Because he was worried about accidents, Lin Zonghui asked Lin Dabao to leave Tazhai half a year ago, and declared to the outside world that he would sever their father-son relationship.

He just thought of his son who hadn't contacted him for more than half a year, and what his wife Alan said to him just now.

The iron-blooded and tough guy in the past couldn't help being silent at this moment.

In the room, there was silence, only Alan's sobbing could be heard faintly.

As time passed, Alan wiped away his tears. The woman from the countryside didn't say much, she just looked up at Lin Zonghui, and then asked:

"When will Guangrong come over so I can go out and buy groceries?"

Taking a deep breath, his eyes changed.

Lin Zonghui sighed, rubbing his brows irritably: "The police station is busy with work, Guangrong has no time tonight."

Alan: "?"

Looking at his wife's puzzled eyes, Lin Zonghui glared angrily: "What are you looking at, go see Dabao at night, you cook something he likes, and I'll bring it to him."

Alan's expression froze at first, and then a touch of ecstasy appeared. Although her eyes were slightly red, she could still see the joy on her face:
"Okay, I'll go shopping now."

And seeing his wife leave happily?
Lin Zonghui shook his head helplessly, with a disgusted expression on his face, but the smile in his eyes couldn't be concealed: "Women, I don't know what's going on in my mind every day."

Afterwards, Lin Zonghui, who regained his strength, picked up the phone again and found Chen Guangrong's phone number from the phone book.

Jingling, the phone rang.

Chen Guangrong answered the phone, and before he could speak, he heard the other end of the phone shout:
"Glorious, I am your Uncle Hui."

This made Chen Guangrong's eyes flash with surprise, and he asked:

"Uncle Hui, what's wrong?"

Later, Lin Zonghui's embarrassed voice came from the other end of the phone: "I'm sorry, Guangrong, Uncle Hui has something to do tonight, so I can't drink with you."

Chen Guangrong froze for a moment, then shook his head:
"It's okay, Uncle Hui, it's just a trivial matter. I happen to be busy here too, and I have a task tonight."

But as his voice fell, Lin Zonghui on the other end of the phone said, "How about the day after tomorrow? I'll let your aunt go to Beishan Reservoir to find a big fish."

Beishan Reservoir is a large reservoir in Dongshan City.

The water surface is wide and the water quality is clear. It is said that taking a lake bath here in summer can keep the body refreshed for a week.

Sure, a week is bullshit, but three days of clean body is real.

Because the water is good, the quality of the fish here is notoriously good in Dongshan. Generally speaking, having a fish from the Dongshan Reservoir when entertaining others is definitely a very impressive thing.

Chen Guangrong waved his hand, looking embarrassed:

"This is so embarrassing, besides, Uncle Hui, I'm already busy today."

In the small two-story western-style building in Tazhai, Lin Zonghui waved his hand and said in a confident tone: "Okay, it's settled like this. Come to my house the day after tomorrow and open two bottles of good wine."

As the phone hung up, Lin Zonghui happily hummed a ditty.

Thinking of my son whom I haven't seen for half a year, I can't help feeling happy.

But what he didn't know was that at the same time the phone hung up?

Chen Guangrong, who was smiling just now, suddenly became gloomy.

After thinking about it, he took out a brand new mobile phone from his pocket, and as his gaze changed, he finally edited a text message and sent it out——

Uncle Dong, I'm honored, are you here?
Five minutes later, a text message was sent back from the phone: "Yes, Guangrong, come to my uncle's house for dinner tonight."

(End of this chapter)