Siheyuan: Start with a Truck Driver

When Zheng Damao heard this, his eyes widened with surprise. He never expected this result.

He said quickly, "Comrade Zheng, this is impossible. Liu Guangqi's wife took great pains to get this blueprint from the Lanhua Automobile Factory. It is genuine factory information. How could it be useless? Is there something wrong?"

At this time, he still had a little doubt in his mind, that is, Comrade Zheng was going to speak out of turn.

Comrade Zheng sneered and said with disdain: "Huh, you made a mistake? Do you think I don't understand? The blueprints are all about irrelevant technologies. The real core technology is not on them. It can't achieve our expected goals at all. You are still arguing with me here!"

When Zheng Damao heard this, he began to have doubts in his heart. He felt that this matter was not that simple. He suspected that Comrade Zheng wanted to cheat and did not want to give him the two thousand yuan, so he said this deliberately.

So, he frowned and said boldly: "Comrade Zheng, I don't quite believe what you said. Are you trying to cheat and not want to give me the money?

I followed your request and went through a lot of trouble to get this blueprint. Now you say it's useless. How can it be so easy?"

When Comrade Zheng heard what Zheng Damao said, she flew into a rage, and her originally calm face instantly turned ferocious. She quickly pulled out a pistol from her waist, loaded it with a "clack", and pointed it directly at Zheng Damao's forehead. Her eyes were filled with murderous intent, and she cursed viciously: "Zheng Damao, you are a fool! How dare you question me?

I think you are tired of living! I have worked so hard for so long, just for this little money? If this blueprint is useful, can I deny it?

You don't even know your own worth, and you dare to play tricks on me here, believe it or not, I will shoot you dead!"

Zheng Damao was so frightened by this sudden change that his face turned pale, beads of sweat kept rolling down his forehead, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably. He said tremblingly: "Comrade Zheng...Comrade Zheng, I...I was wrong, I...I shouldn't have said that, please...please calm down, forgive me this time, I...I won't dare to do it again."

Comrade Zheng's eyes were wide open, and he still pointed the gun at Zheng Damao's forehead, and continued to curse: "Humph, do you think you can get away with just apologizing?

You're lucky this time. I'm counting on you to continue working for me. Otherwise, today would be your death! Listen to me, you have to find a way to get the blueprints with the core technology within a few days. If you can't do it, you'll have to wait for your own death!"

Zheng Damao nodded repeatedly in fear, his voice almost tearful: "Yes... yes, Comrade Zheng, I... I will definitely find a way, I will definitely do it, you... you must not shoot, my... my life is in your hands."

Comrade Zheng then snorted coldly, slowly put away his gun, looked at Zheng Damao's embarrassed appearance, and said with disgust: "What are you still standing here for? Go and do your work, don't let me down again, otherwise, you will be in trouble!"

Zheng Damao felt as if he had been pardoned. He tumbled out the door, his heart filled with fear and regret. He regretted that he should not have taken on this matter out of greed, and should not have questioned Comrade Zheng. But it was too late to say anything now. He could only bite the bullet and think of a way to remedy the situation.

In fact, Zheng Damao’s fault is not this. When Wang Weidong first designed the printer, he had already considered the importance of preventing leaks and had put in a lot of effort to do so.

He specially arranged for the drawings retained by the repair department to be unimportant structural drawings. The truly critical core technologies were all strictly controlled and airtight.

It was also because of this that Zhao Shuya was able to relatively easily obtain the drawing that appeared to be technical information about the printer but actually did not have much substantive content. If it involved core secrets, it would not be so easy to obtain.

But Zheng Damao was not aware of this. He thought that Liu Guangqi had used fake drawings to fool him and deceived him.

The next morning, the sunlight shone through the mottled leaves onto the ground. Liu Guangqi was in a particularly good mood. He rode his bicycle, humming a little tune, and slowly went to work at the steel rolling mill.

He was so happy when he got a hundred yuan from Zheng Damao yesterday. He thought he would reward his wife well. After all, Zhao Shuya had contributed a lot to this matter.

So, he spent fifty yuan to buy Zhao Shuya an exquisite gift. When Zhao Shuya saw the gift last night, she rarely smiled and praised him a few words. This made Liu Guangqi feel so happy and he felt that his life was becoming more and more hopeful.

But Liu Guangqi never expected that his good mood would be broken soon. Before he even reached the gate of the steel mill, he was blocked by two burly thugs. The two thugs were dressed in shabby clothes, with cigarettes in their mouths, and looked carefree.

One of the hooligans squinted at Liu Guangqi and said in a muffled voice, "Hey, isn't this Liu Guangqi? Big Brother Mao wants you to come with us."

When Liu Guangqi heard this, he was shocked at first, but then he thought, Zheng Damao had promised to give him the remaining 400 yuan in a week, so could it be that he wanted to give him the money in advance? Thinking of this, he suddenly became happy again, and without thinking too much, he said with a smile on his face: "Oh, it's Damao who is looking for me, okay, let's go."

Liu Guangqi happily followed the two men and walked towards the grove they had been to before. Along the way, he was still thinking about how to spend the 400 yuan, whether to buy something nice for his wife or keep it for himself.

When they arrived at the grove, Zheng Damao was sitting on a big rock with a dark face. His face was so gloomy that it seemed as if water could drip out of it. There were a few thugs surrounding him, each of them had a unfriendly look on their face and looked at him fiercely.

But Liu Guangqi was so concerned about the remaining four hundred yuan that he didn't even notice that Zheng Damao's expression was strange. He walked up to Zheng Damao with a smug smile on his face. He stretched out his hand arrogantly and said, "Brother Damao, you agreed yesterday that you would give me one hundred yuan first and the remaining four hundred yuan would be given to me in a week. I counted on my fingers and it's only been a day and you're looking for me. Do you want to give me the money in advance? Hehe, then I won't be polite. Give me the four hundred yuan quickly." When Zheng Damao heard this, he was furious. He stood up from the stone and glared at Liu Guangqi with wide eyes, shouting, "Liu Guangqi, you still dare to ask me for money? You are fucking cheating me, aren't you! What a crappy blueprint you gave me. It's useless. I lost face in front of others. And you still come to ask for money with a shameless face. It's lucky that I didn't settle the score with you. How dare you be so arrogant here!"

Liu Guangqi was startled by Zheng Damao's sudden anger, and the smile on his face froze instantly. However, he quickly came to his senses and felt very aggrieved. He quickly explained, "Brother Damao, you can't say that. My wife took a lot of effort to get the blueprint from the factory. It's serious information. How can it be useless? You can't just lie and deny it. You know how much risk I took for this matter."

Zheng Damao snorted coldly and said with gritted teeth, "Hmph, stop trying to make excuses. I asked someone to look at it. It's all irrelevant stuff. It's not the core technical drawings I want. You must have used this broken thing to fool me on purpose and try to cheat me out of my money, right? I'm telling you, forget about the four hundred yuan today. I didn't ask you to return the one hundred yuan from yesterday, so I gave you a bargain!"

When Liu Guangqi heard that Zheng Damao not only didn't want to pay, but also wanted to return the 100 yuan from yesterday, he immediately became angry. He stiffened his neck and shouted, "Zheng Damao, you are being unreasonable. We agreed at the beginning that I would give you the drawings and you would give me 500 yuan. Now you want to default on your debt? I don't care. You must give me the 400 yuan today, otherwise I will never forgive you!"

When the thugs around saw this, they all gathered around, rubbing their hands together, with ferocity in their eyes.

Liu Guangqi was not afraid at all. He firmly believed that Zheng Damao was deliberately playing rogue and trying to confuse right and wrong. He stiffened his neck and shouted loudly: "Zheng Damao, don't think I'm afraid of you just because there are so many people. You must give me an explanation for what happened today. Don't think you can get rid of me so easily!"

When Zheng Damao saw that Liu Guangqi not only refused to pay him back but also wanted more money, his anger was like a surging tide that instantly overwhelmed him. His face flushed, veins popped on his forehead, and he roared, "Liu Guangqi, you are a fool!" Then, like a mad beast, he rushed forward, raised his right fist, and smashed it towards Liu Guangqi's face with a whirring sound.

Seeing this, Liu Guangqi instinctively dodged to the side, and Zheng Damao's fist brushed his cheek. Liu Guangqi was not to be outdone, and took advantage of the opportunity when Zheng Damao's punch missed, quickly raised his left leg, and kicked Zheng Damao in the abdomen, cursing, "Zheng Damao, you dare to start with me, don't blame me for being rude!"

Zheng Damao groaned from the kick and staggered a few steps back, but soon regained his balance. His eyes were red as he stared at Liu Guangqi viciously and roared, "Liu Guangqi, you are quite capable. I will beat you to your knees and beg for mercy today!" As he spoke, he rushed forward again, this time punching Liu Guangqi in the chest and head like raindrops.

While Liu Guangqi was blocking with his arms, he was looking for an opportunity to counterattack, shouting: "Zheng Damao, you want to kill someone! I tell you, if you dare to do anything to me, my wife will definitely not let you go. She has a lot of connections in the factory!"

Zheng Damao ignored Liu Guangqi's threats and attacked more fiercely. He hit Liu Guangqi on the shoulder with a left hook. Liu Guangqi screamed in pain, but he endured the pain and rammed his head towards Zheng Damao, which hit Zheng Damao's chin. Zheng Damao's teeth were almost knocked out and he screamed in pain.

The hooligans were watching from the side, not idle either, and they would shout from time to time: "Brother Da Mao, beat him! Beat him to death!" "This kid dared to fight back, he really doesn't know his own limitations!"

Although Liu Guangqi fought hard, Zheng Damao was a street stalker and was strong and had more fighting experience. He was no match for Zheng Damao.

After several rounds, Liu Guangqi gradually lost his strength and Zheng Damao found a flaw and kicked him in the knee. Liu Guangqi fell to his knees with a plop. Zheng Damao then hit him in the back with a heavy punch. Liu Guangqi could no longer hold on and fell forward to the ground.

Zheng Damao was still not satisfied, so he strode forward, sat on Liu Guangqi's body, and punched Liu Guangqi left and right, hitting him in the face and body like raindrops, cursing as he beat him: "I told you to lie to me! I told you to play tricks on me!"

Liu Guangqi tried to raise his hands to resist, but was easily suppressed by Zheng Damao. He could only passively take the beating and groan in pain.

Soon, Liu Guangqi was beaten black and blue, his face was covered in blood, and his eyes could hardly open. Zheng Damao stopped beating him, stood up, and gasped for breath. He wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hand, then took out a shiny dagger from his waist, and with a "swish" the blade popped out. He walked up to Liu Guangqi again, squatted down, and pressed the dagger hard against Liu Guangqi's neck.

Liu Guangqi suddenly felt a chill on his neck, and the cold touch was like the call of the god of death. His body froze instantly, and his heart seemed to stop beating. He stared at Zheng Damao with wide eyes, and said in a trembling voice: "Brother Damao, don't be impulsive. We can talk it over. I... I really don't know why the blueprint is useless..."

Zheng Damao's eyes were red as he stared at Liu Guangqi viciously, gritting his teeth and saying, "Liu Guangqi, if you don't return the 500 yuan to me today and get me some really useful drawings, I will kill you! Don't think I don't dare!"

Liu Guangqi was so scared that tears and snot started to flow. He shook his head desperately and said, "Brother Damao, I... I really don't have any money. I don't know how to get the blueprint. I... my wife will definitely not help me anymore. You... please let me go..."

Zheng Damao sneered and pressed the dagger against Liu Guangqi's neck again. A trace of blood oozed out along the blade. He said, "Hmph, no money? Then find a way to borrow it! As for the blueprint, I don't care what method you use, you must get it for me within three days, otherwise, you can wait to collect your own corpse!"

Liu Guangqi was so frightened at this time that he could only nod mechanically and said, "Okay...Okay, Brother Damao, I...I will definitely find a way..."

Zheng Damao then slowly put away the dagger, stood up, spat at Liu Guangqi, and said, "Humph, you'd better behave yourself for the next three days. Don't even think about running away. My people are watching you!" (End of this chapter)