Siheyuan: Start with a Truck Driver

Chapter 1160 Yan Jiecheng Please Help

Zhong Yuemin had a gloomy face and fierce eyes. He approached Yan Jiecheng and said in a low voice with threats in every word: "Yan Jiecheng, I'm telling you this. If you dare to quit now, I will never let you off easily. I will send you to the police station immediately and say that you stole my antiques and tried to frame others. Who do you think the police will believe? Humph, I'm a child of a large compound and have some connections in this area. When the time comes, I will make sure you suffer a fate worse than death. Think carefully!"

When Yan Jiecheng heard this, he turned pale with fear, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead. He knew that Zhong Yuemin was not trying to scare him. With Zhong Yuemin's background and means, if he really sent him to the police station, he didn't know what false charges he would accuse him of, and he would be finished.

"Zhong... Zhong Yuemin, please don't... don't do this, I... I really didn't mean it. My leg... my leg is injured like this, I really have no other choice." Yan Jiecheng said tremblingly, his voice was full of tears, and his body couldn't help but tremble slightly. He looked so terrified, like a frightened rabbit, and he had completely lost his previous stubbornness and temper.

Seeing that Yan Jiecheng was frightened, Zhong Yuemin felt a little relieved. He snorted coldly and continued, "Humph, is there anything I can do? I think you just want to be lazy and evade responsibility. I tell you, you only have one way to go now, and that is to continue to complete the task according to the plan and successfully frame Wang Weidong for me. Otherwise, you know the consequences yourself."

Yan Jiecheng's mind was in a mess at the moment. On the one hand, he was afraid that Zhong Yuemin would really send him to the police station. On the other hand, he was really worried that his leg injury would affect the completion of the mission. If he messed up, he would still be unable to escape Zhong Yuemin's revenge. He stood there, stunned for a long time, and then slowly nodded and said in a weak voice: "Okay...Okay, Zhong Yuemin, I...I will try my best, but my leg...is really not working well, you have to give me some time..."

Zhong Yuemin looked at Yan Jiecheng's leg in plaster, frowned, thought for a while and said, "Okay, I'll give you some time, but you'd better not play any tricks on me. If I find out that you have any tricks, don't blame me for being ruthless."

After Yan Jiecheng nodded as if he had been granted amnesty, Zhong Yuemin turned around and prepared to leave. He didn't want to stay here any longer and was still thinking about how to ensure that Yan Jiecheng could complete the task.

But at this moment, Yan Jiecheng suddenly seemed to remember something, and hurriedly called Zhong Yuemin: "Zhong Yuemin, wait, wait, I... I have something else to tell you." His voice was somewhat hesitant and anxious.

Zhong Yuemin frowned and stopped walking, turned around and asked impatiently: "What's the matter? If you have to fart, do it now, don't dilly-dally."

Yan Jiecheng gritted his teeth and said with a stiff face: "Zhong Yuemin, look at my leg injury. My family has spent a lot of money on treatment, and life is very difficult now. I have to continue to recover and take medicine, and I really have no money. Can you...can you lend me some money, just as a help to me? When I recover from my injury, I will pay you back as soon as possible." As he spoke, Yan Jiecheng's eyes were a little red and his face was full of sorrow, as if he had really reached the end of his rope.

As he spoke, he looked at Zhong Yuemin eagerly, thinking that his current situation was indeed miserable enough, and Zhong Yuemin should at least have some sympathy for him. Besides, he still had to suffer in order to complete the task assigned by him, so it was only right for him to lend him some money.

Zhong Yuemin was stunned for a moment when he heard what Yan Jiecheng said, and then a sarcastic smile appeared on his face: "Yan Jiecheng, you are really interesting. You hurt your leg because of your incompetence, and now you come to borrow money from me? Do you think I am a philanthropist? Humph, why should I lend you money? If you are really capable of completing the task beautifully, then let's talk about borrowing money. Now, no way!"

When Yan Jiecheng heard this, he immediately drooped his head like a deflated ball, his heart filled with despair. He knew that his request would most likely fail.

Yan Jiecheng was helpless and could only drag his injured leg and limp back home. As soon as he entered the house, he sat down heavily on the chair, his face full of sorrow and worry, thinking about how to complete the fatal task assigned by Zhong Yuemin.

You know, in his current condition, his leg is in a plaster cast and he has to use crutches to barely walk. In this state, there is no way for him to hide those antiques. This made him very worried. If he failed to complete the task, Zhong Yuemin would not let him go easily. He didn't know what kind of suffering would be waiting for him then.

Just when Yan Jiecheng was frowning and sighing in the house, there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Knock, knock, knock." The knock on the door was particularly loud in the quiet room. Yan Jiecheng's heart skipped a beat and he thought: Who is this? Knock on the door at this time, I hope it's trouble again.

He stood up with great effort, leaning on his crutches, and limped slowly to the door. When he opened the door, he saw that it was Bang Geng again.

Banggeng was standing at the door, and when he saw Yan Jiecheng looking so miserable, he curled his lips slightly and wondered to himself: What's wrong with Yan Jiecheng? Why does he have so many problems all day long?

"Yan Jiecheng, I just saw you go out and come back. What's the matter? Did something happen again?" Banggeng said as he glanced into the house with curiosity in his eyes.

Yan Jieben was already upset because of all these troubles. When he saw Banggeng standing at the door again, the annoyance in his heart suddenly surged up.

"Banggeng, what are you doing here again? You're so annoying, get out of here now!" Yan Jiecheng yelled at Banggeng angrily, and his expression was as ugly as it could be.

But Banggeng didn't take Yan Jiecheng's scolding seriously at all. Not only did he not leave, but he moved forward, with curiosity shining in his eyes, and asked eagerly: "Yan Jiecheng, don't chase me away yet. Who was that person you just met? Judging from his dress, is he a child from a wealthy family?" Banggeng had always been looking forward to establishing a relationship with the children from wealthy families. In his opinion, those children from wealthy families were all very powerful. If he could get to know some of them, maybe he would be able to benefit from them in the future.

Yan Jieben was originally thinking about how to get rid of this annoying Bang Geng, but when he saw Bang Geng's anxious and somewhat eager look, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind, and then a sinister idea popped up.

He thought to himself: Humph, in my current situation, it is almost impossible for me to complete the task assigned by Zhong Yuemin, but isn't this Bang Geng eager to meet the children of the compound? Why don't I trick him into helping me carry out this task? Even if something goes wrong, he will be there to take the blame, so I can get away with it.

Seeing Banggeng's eager and excited look, Yan Jiecheng was secretly happy that his plan had a good start, so he continued to exaggerate and said, "Banggeng, let me tell you, Zhong Yuemin is really well-known among the children in our compound. He has a strong family background and a wide network of contacts. He is also a righteous person and does things in a decisive and efficient manner. Everyone admires him."

As he spoke, Yan Jiecheng even deliberately puffed out his chest, pretending to be proud of it, and continued: "He and I are good brothers, and we always think of each other when there are good things. Just now, he asked me for help with something, and even though I injured my leg, I was still thinking about helping him quickly."

Banggeng's eyes lit up as he listened, and he became even more curious and yearning for Zhong Yuemin. He couldn't wait to say, "Yan Jiecheng, don't keep me in suspense, just introduce me to him. Don't worry, I'm not an ignorant person. If I can get to know Zhong Yuemin, I will definitely help him if he needs my help in the future!"

Yan Jiecheng's mouth curled up slightly, thinking that this silly boy was really easy to fool, but he said: "Oh, great, I will definitely introduce you to him. However, as I said just now, Zhong Yuemin lost some things before, and I suspect that Wang Weidong hid them. He hates others touching his things the most, so he is very anxious to get them back. If you can help go to Wang Weidong's place and find the things back, then I will immediately introduce you to Zhong Yuemin, and then you can make good friends with him. Moreover, with Zhong Yuemin's personality, he will definitely not treat you unfairly, and maybe he can even find you a good job or something."

Banggeng was so excited when he heard this, as if he had seen a beautiful scene where he and Zhong Yuemin became close friends and would benefit from it in the future. He said without hesitation: "Okay, Yan Jiecheng, just wait and see. I'll go to Wang Weidong and look for him. You must keep your word and introduce me to Zhong Yuemin."

Yan Jiecheng took out the antiques from the house and handed them to Banggeng, while he was giving instructions: "Banggeng, these are the things, you have to be careful with them. Wait a minute, when you get the chance, hide them quietly in the yard, preferably in a secluded place where they won't be easily discovered. After you hide them, let me know so I can tell Zhong Yuemin, and then it will be done, and I can introduce you to him right away."

Bang Geng took the antique and his eyes widened. He was not stupid and realized that this matter was not that simple. It was probably to frame Wang Weidong. He felt a little nervous and thought that if he was discovered, he would be punished.

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After a brief hesitation, Bang Geng showed a seemingly honest smile on his face and agreed to Yan Jiecheng immediately: "Okay, Yan Jiecheng, don't worry, I'll take care of this matter. I'll go hide these antiques now, and then notify you as soon as possible."

When Yan Jiecheng heard this, he immediately smiled, patted Banggeng on the shoulder and said, "Good boy, you are amazing. I knew I was right about you. When this is done, Zhong Yuemin and I will definitely thank you very much."

After Banggeng responded, he hurried away with the antique in his arms. Yan Jiecheng stood there, looking at Banggeng's receding figure. The fake smile on his face disappeared instantly, replaced by a sinister look.

He spat fiercely on the ground and cursed in a low voice: "Humph, you fool, you really think you can get some benefits from it. When I use you to deal with Wang Weidong, I will send you to the police station and let you have a taste of the pain. Let's see how proud you can be."

Yan Jiecheng had a sinister plan in mind, thinking that as long as Banggeng hid the antiques according to his plan and successfully framed Wang Weidong, things would be much easier to handle. Even if the truth came out, he would have Banggeng as a scapegoat, and he could try to distance himself from the matter, and maybe even get a good reputation from Zhong Yuemin.

But at this moment, he was still a little worried that Banggeng might mess up the job, after all, this guy didn't look particularly smart. But no matter what, now he could only wait and see, hoping that Banggeng could complete this "task" smoothly, Yan Jiecheng thought secretly in his heart, and then limped back to the house.

Yan Jiecheng fully believed that Banggeng would honestly follow his instructions and hide the antiques in the courtyard to frame Wang Weidong, and then he could reap the benefits, completing the task assigned by Zhong Yuemin and putting all the possible troubles on Banggeng.

But he never expected that after Banggeng took the antique, he didn't go to the direction of the courtyard at all. This kid was very smart. As he walked, he secretly thought to himself: "Huh, Yan Jiecheng really thinks I'm a greenhorn who knows nothing. He wants me to frame Wang Weidong. What a joke! Wang Weidong is the director of Lanhua Automobile Factory. I offended him once before, and he sent me to the police station without mercy. Life in there was not easy. If I frame him again now, my life will be gone."

So, Bang Geng rolled his eyes and made a decision right away. He took the antiques and headed straight for the black market, thinking: "These antiques look very valuable. If I can sell them for a good price on the black market, I will make a small fortune. Who will care about Yan Jiecheng and Zhong Yuemin then?"

Banggeng hummed a little tune and walked briskly on the way to the black market, muttering, "Yan Jiecheng, you really think I'm a fool. I think you're the fool. You want to trick me? No way!"

"With this money, I can live a luxurious life. Recently, Shazhu has not taken care of this place. He is sneaking around with Liu Haizhong every day. I don't know what they are doing. When I have more money and am more comfortable, I should find a way to find out what they are doing."