Siheyuan: Start with a Truck Driver

Chapter 1159 Zhong Yuemin comes to visit
The days passed slowly, but Zhong Yuemin felt more and more uneasy. Half a month had passed since he handed over those precious antiques to Yan Jiecheng, but there was still no movement from Yan Jiecheng, and now he was nowhere to be seen.

Zhong Yuemin frowned and paced back and forth in the room. He couldn't help muttering in a low voice: "Could this guy be so bold as to run away with my antiques? Humph, if he dares to do that, he must be tired of living." You know, Zhong Yuemin is not the kind of person who can suffer in silence. He always seeks revenge and will not tolerate any grain of sand in his eyes.

Thinking of this, Zhong Yuemin got up and rushed to the courtyard without saying anything. When he arrived near the courtyard, he stopped and looked at the familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar courtyard. He really didn't know which house Yan Jiecheng lived in, and he was also worried. After all, he was planning to use antiques to frame Wang Weidong this time. If Wang Weidong accidentally found out something, it would be all over. Therefore, he did not rush into the courtyard, but stood not far from the gate, thinking that he had to find a suitable person to help call Yan Jiecheng out, so that he could achieve his goal and minimize the risk.

Hey, there is no coincidence. Just as Zhong Yuemin was standing there thinking about who to find to help call Yan Jiecheng out, Yi Zhonghai just walked out of the compound. He was preparing to go to work, and while walking, he was thinking about the things in the factory.

Zhong Yuemin's eyes lit up, and he hurried forward and stretched out his hand to block Yi Zhonghai's way. Yi Zhonghai was startled by this sudden blockage, frowned and raised his head, and saw Zhong Yuemin with an anxious face.

"Hey, isn't this Zhong Yuemin? Why are you stopping me? Just tell me what's the matter. I'm in a hurry to go to work." Yi Zhonghai said impatiently.

Zhong Yuemin didn't care about Yi Zhonghai's attitude and said hurriedly: "Uncle Yi, I want to trouble you for something. Can you help me call Yan Jiecheng out? I have something urgent to do with him."

When Yi Zhonghai heard that he was going to find Yan Jiecheng, he immediately felt unhappy. He remembered that because of Yan Jiecheng's incident a while ago, the third uncle scolded him without any reason, which was so aggrieved. Now Zhong Yuemin asked him to find Yan Jiecheng again, so how could he be willing to do this?

"Humph, looking for Yan Jiecheng? I don't have the time. Go find someone else. I'm busy here and don't have time to deal with this matter." Yi Zhonghai rejected Zhong Yuemin unhappily, and then tried to bypass him and continue walking into the factory, with an impatient look on his face.

Zhong Yuemin was immediately displeased when he heard Yi Zhonghai's impatient refusal. After all, he was a well-known child of a well-known family in this area. He was always flattered and respected wherever he went. When had he ever been treated so coldly?

His face suddenly darkened, his brows knitted tightly, his eyes were filled with displeasure, he pointed at Yi Zhonghai and loudly accused: "Hey, what's your attitude? I politely asked you for a favor, but you refused without saying a word, and you were so impatient. Don't you see who I am? I, Zhong Yuemin, asked you to do something because I respect you, and you are so ungrateful?"

Zhong Yuemin's accusation was loud and clear, and it seemed particularly abrupt near the gate of the compound. Some people passing by heard the noise and cast curious glances, wanting to see what happened to make Zhong Yuemin so angry.

Yi Zhonghai was already angry because of the scolding by the Third Uncle. Now he was criticized by Zhong Yuemin. His anger was flaring up. He stopped, turned to face Zhong Yuemin, and said with his neck stiff, "Don't yell at me here. I don't have the time to help you call people. I'm busy with my own things. Who do you think you are? Just because you are a child of a big courtyard, I have to agree with you in everything? Humph, no way!"

Zhong Yuemin really didn't expect Yi Zhonghai to be so stubborn. He was not moved at all by his accusations and even competed with him. Although he was unwilling, he knew that if he continued to pester him, there would be no good results, so he had no choice but to give up.

He stood where he was, his eyes still on the people coming in and out of the compound, thinking that he had to quickly find someone to call Yan Jiecheng out, otherwise this matter would be delayed even longer.

After waiting for a while, he really saw a young man coming out of the courtyard. Zhong Yuemin's eyes lit up, and he quickly walked forward and stretched out his hand to block the other person's way.

The young man was startled by the sudden obstruction, stopped and looked at Zhong Yuemin with a puzzled expression.

Zhong Yuemin didn't care about the other party's reaction and asked hurriedly: "Hey, young man, don't leave in a hurry. Let me ask you, what's your name?"

The young man scratched his head and looked at Zhong Yuemin, but he didn't feel disgusted, so he answered honestly: "My name is Banggeng, what can I do for you?"

When Zhong Yuemin heard the young man's name was Banggeng, he thought that as long as he could help him call out Yan Jiecheng, it would be fine, and he didn't care much about the name. He quickly said to Banggeng, "Banggeng, this is what's going on. Please do me a favor and call Yan Jiecheng out from the courtyard. I'm waiting for him here. I have something urgent to ask him."

When Banggeng heard this, he started to make calculations in his mind. He was a person who never did anything without profit. What good could he get from running errands for others for no reason? But when he looked up at the officer uniform that Zhong Yuemin was wearing, his heart suddenly skipped a beat. He knew that anyone who could wear this officer uniform must be someone extraordinary, and probably had some background in this area. If he didn't agree, and if he offended this gentleman, he would probably get into trouble in the future.

Thinking of this, Banggeng was reluctant but had to bite the bullet and agree. He forced a smile and said to Zhong Yuemin, "Okay, then you wait here, I'll go get Yan Jiecheng for you." After that, he turned and walked towards the courtyard, muttering to himself as he walked, "Humph, what's going on with Yan Jiecheng? How did he get into trouble with such a guy? Don't let him cause any trouble for me."

Banggeng walked slowly to the door of the third uncle's house and knocked on the door gently. The knocking sound echoed in the quiet yard, but after knocking for a long time, there was no movement in the house.

It turned out that the third uncle and the third aunt had just gone out, and Yan Jiecheng was the only one at home, lying in bed recovering from his injuries. When Yan Jiecheng heard the knock on the door, he was still wondering, who is this? But he still shouted at the top of his voice: "Who is it? Come in, the door is not locked."

Bang Geng heard this and gently opened the door and walked in. As soon as he entered the room, he saw Yan Jiecheng lying on the bed in the inner room with a plaster cast on his leg, looking quite miserable.

Banggeng frowned, walked up and said, "Yan Jiecheng, there's someone outside looking for you, his name is Zhong Yuemin, and he wants you to go out for a while." When Yan Jiecheng heard the three words "Zhong Yuemin", his heart suddenly "skipped" and his face changed. He thought to himself, why did Zhong Yuemin come to his house? But he had to pretend to be calm. He forced himself to sit up and said to Banggeng, "Oh, I see, thank you Banggeng, you go out first, I'll pack up and go out to meet him."

Banggeng responded, turned around and walked out, still wondering what was going on between Yan Jiecheng and Zhong Yuemin. Judging from Yan Jiecheng's reaction, something seemed wrong.

Bang Geng decided to wait and see what was going on, so he hid aside.

Yan Jiecheng endured the pain in his legs and limped out of the house slowly. He was so worried about how to face Zhong Yuemin that he didn't notice the person coming towards him.

At this time, Sha Zhu happened to be walking over from the other side and saw Yan Jiecheng's miserable appearance. Sha Zhu's eyes widened and he said loudly in surprise, "Hey, Yan Jiecheng, you dare to walk around when your leg is not healed yet? Aren't you afraid that you will become disabled if you walk too much?"

Yan Jieben was already furious, and when he heard what Sha Zhu said, he was immediately furious. He glared at Sha Zhu fiercely and cursed: "Sha Zhu, can you f*cking speak human language? It's none of your business whether I'm disabled or not! What are you talking about here, are you bored?"

Sha Zhu was stunned for a moment by Yan Jiecheng's scolding, but then he reacted and got angry. He put his hands on his hips and retorted, "Hey, Yan Jiecheng, I was kind enough to remind you, but you scolded me. If your leg is really disabled, don't cry and beg me for help in the future!"

Yan Jiecheng had no time to argue with Sha Zhu at this moment. He snorted coldly and continued to limp towards the gate of the courtyard, thinking about how to explain to Zhong Yuemin. Sha Zhu stood there, looking at Yan Jiecheng's back, still muttering curses under his breath.

Yan Jiecheng finally limped out of the compound. Zhong Yuemin was getting impatient waiting, and when he looked up and saw Yan Jiecheng's appearance, he was stunned. He stared with his eyes wide open, his face full of disbelief, his mouth wide open, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.

"Yan Jiecheng, you...what happened to you? Why are you using a crutch?" Zhong Yuemin hurried forward and asked anxiously with a frown.

When Yan Jiecheng heard this, the grievance and resentment in his heart suddenly surged up. He glared at Zhong Yuemin fiercely and said unhappily: "You still ask me how I did it? It's all because of the mission you assigned me! In order to carry out your mission, I went to that small courtyard, but I got into a conflict with someone and was beaten so hard that my leg was broken. Now my leg may be disabled. Humph, you are just waiting for me here leisurely, and you don't even look at what I have become!"

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As he spoke, Yan Jiecheng's eyes became red. On the one hand, his leg injury was really painful, and on the other hand, he felt that he had done something for Zhong Yuemin, but ended up in such a miserable situation. He was extremely angry.

Zhong Yuemin was stunned when he heard Yan Jiecheng put all the blame for the injury on himself, saying that he couldn't just let it go if he became disabled. But he quickly came to his senses, and the trace of guilt on his face disappeared instantly, replaced by impatience and anger.

"Yan Jiecheng, stop talking nonsense here! You are incompetent and you ended up in such a state while doing something. How dare you blame me? Humph, I asked you to do that little thing, it's not a difficult task, others can do it well, why did you make such a big mess? To put it bluntly, you are a fool. You don't have the ability but you insist on taking on this porcelain job!" Zhong Yuemin crossed his arms over his chest, raised his voice, and criticized Yan Jiecheng bluntly.

Yan Jiecheng was so angry that he was shaking all over after being scolded by Zhong Yuemin. He pointed at Zhong Yuemin and wanted to refute him, but when the words came to his lips, he didn't know how to say it. After all, he was indeed carrying out the task assigned by Zhong Yuemin, and Zhong Yuemin has always been a man of his word. If he really angered him, there might be more serious consequences waiting for him.

Seeing that Yan Jiecheng was speechless, Zhong Yuemin softened his tone a little and continued, "Alright, alright, it's already happened, stop whining and complaining here. The key now is to think about how to get over it and not affect our future plans. You, go back and heal your wounds, and see if you can help again after you're well."

Yan Jiecheng had a bitter face as he looked at Zhong Yuemin and said, "Yuemin, you have seen the current condition of my legs. The doctor said that I might become disabled soon. I can't even walk properly now, how can I carry out the task you assigned me?" As he said that, he reached into his arms, fumbled for a while, and took out the antiques that Zhong Yuemin had given him.

"I don't dare keep this thing anymore, so I'd better return it to you. I really don't have the ability to continue doing this." Yan Jiecheng said as he handed the antique to Zhong Yuemin, his eyes full of helplessness and determination.

When Zhong Yuemin saw Yan Jiecheng take out the antique and return it to him, he immediately became angry. His face turned red, his eyes were as big as copper bells, and the veins on his forehead were bulging.

"Yan Jiecheng, what the hell are you doing! Do you know how much time and money I spent on you to get you to agree to frame Wang Weidong? Now you say you don't want to do it, you are just wishful thinking!"

Yan Jiecheng was frightened by Zhong Yuemin's sudden rage. He wanted to explain, but he felt that he was indeed in the wrong. After all, he accepted the benefits but failed to get things done.

Zhong Yuemin stepped forward, pointed at Yan Jiecheng's nose and continued to scold: "Do you think this is a game? Can you stop it just like that? If you quit now, not only will all your previous efforts be wasted, but do you think I will let you go so easily? Humph, don't blame me for being rude when the time comes!"

Yan Jiecheng felt wronged and scared. He felt wronged because his legs were almost crippled and he was still being scolded like this. He was scared that if Zhong Yuemin really did something to him, he would not be able to resist. He could only lower his head and whispered, "Yuemin, I... I have no choice. My legs are really not good. Please forgive me this time."

Zhong Yuemin felt like he was on a pirate ship.