Journey 1995:Non-Stop

Chapter 225 Notification of Court Hearing

By the end of June, Yan Hui had closed four or five construction site deals, none of which were large-scale. The old problem persisted: it was difficult to build trust.

He can only supply the construction site with readily available goods now, which he buys from Geng Zhongxing and then has transported there.

After a while, Geng Zhongxing also became a little suspicious. He found that Yan Hui was not the big customer he had imagined. The first order was not a "sample", but a genuine order of this kind of sales volume.

Geng Zhongxing knows a lot of clients who only come in a few dozen square meters a month, but he doesn't usually pay them much attention.

Fortunately, this is the nature of Shandong Province. Once you're polite from the start, you'll stay polite. They're still customers, big or small, and you can't just push them away. Even if the profit is low, there's still profit. Business people are good at setting different prices for different customers.

After a while, Geng Zhongxing got used to it.

By the end of June, Yan Hui's assets had reached around 40,000 yuan. The temperature in Jinan was already frighteningly high, frequently reaching 40 degrees Celsius during the day, which was unbearable.

At the same time, Yan Hui also received a call from Jianye.

The first trial of Teng Xunbo and Yan Wentao is about to begin, and Yan Hui, as the victim, is required to attend the trial.

During the phone call, Yan Hui also discussed the issue of assets with the police.

Yan Hui can now seriously address this issue.

“Teng Xunbo’s finances are currently negative. His wife and children don’t have much money either. We’ve investigated, and it’s not that he transferred assets; he just gambled it all away. He even went to Macau at the end of last year, and it’s said he lost a lot. He gambled your money again in Shanghai, and we can’t find out exactly where it went. That gambling den is gone too.” The police officer knew this was somewhat cruel, and after thinking for a moment, he said, “However, Yan Wentao’s parents contacted us, saying they want to talk to you about forgiveness. They can talk to you in person when you come to Jianye.”

“His family isn’t well-off, what makes them think of forgiveness?” Yan Hui sighed, thinking of Lao San’s parents. “Forget it, just refuse for me, I don’t want to talk about it.”

"If you ask me, Yan Wentao is an accomplice. You happen to be short of money right now. I heard from his parents that they should be able to scrape together tens of thousands of yuan. Are you sure?" The police officer meant well.

“That money his family has is what his parents saved for him to get married. I’m forgiving him for that money, but when he gets out in a few years, he might come back to bother me, which is unnecessary. In short, if Teng Xunbo comes up with enough money, whether it’s mortgaged, sold, or even if he sells his daughter, I won’t care, as long as he comes up with enough money, I can forgive him. But Yan Wentao is out of the question. He should be dealt with according to the law. I don’t want to have anything to do with him anymore, and I won’t see his parents!” Yan Hui said through gritted teeth.

If he hated someone, he hated President Teng more, but if he was angry, it was the third brother who made him angrier!
The third brother is incredibly stupid! Will he ever be able to go back to the village again? His life is practically over!
"Alright, I understand. We're not responsible for seeking forgiveness; that's a matter for the courts. It's just that the other day, the leader mentioned you, saying you're a good person, donating money and goods... Sigh... Anyway, I also feel a bit sorry for you. One last thing, Teng Xunbo's wife and children don't plan to take care of him anymore. They're barely surviving themselves, and we can't do anything about those debt collectors. In short, that's all I can tell you." The policeman had done all he could.

"Thank you. I know I take responsibility for everything I do," Yan Hui said, as if he were venting his anger on Lao San.

Although he still feels heartache when he thinks about it, now that he's starting over, he wants to take responsibility for everything he did in the past.

The mistake he made was so utterly naive that outsiders probably wouldn't believe it. He wished it hadn't happened more than anyone else, but it was no use.

Enough talk, let's get to work!
After hanging up the phone, Yan Hui prepared for his trip to Jianye.

The court hearing was scheduled for July 24th, and Yan Hui still planned to go.

Criminal cases are public prosecution cases, and the prosecuting party is the procuratorate. As the victim, Yan Hui can choose to attend or not. Alternatively, he can hire a lawyer to represent him. The third child's parents are relatives of the defendant and can choose to attend the hearing, but they cannot make noise in the audience. Therefore, Yan Hui's presence can completely isolate the third child's parents.

Yan Hui really didn't want to face this couple, because they had a really good relationship since childhood. So he would avoid them if he could; he wouldn't ask the court for a harsher sentence, nor would he plead for leniency.

Criminal cases cannot be mediated, but they can be resolved through forgiveness. Forgiveness means that the victim has pardoned the perpetrator, which reduces the perceived harm and can lead to a reduced sentence or a lighter punishment.

As for criminal reconciliation, the initiation process is quite rigorous, so I won't go into details.

According to Yan Hui's previous assessment, the third son should be sentenced to 5-10 years, or 3-5 years if he is forgiven. As for Teng Xunbo, the starting sentence is 15 years, and if he is unlucky, he will die in prison.

Yan Hui learned all of this on his own. In recent months, he has been reading law books frequently, which can be seen as paving the way for his future.

As I said before, he can only rely on himself now.

During the past few months in Jinan, my brother-in-law and sister have given me a lot of care, which I never felt in Jianye and Fengtian.

Unfortunately, my brother-in-law isn't in this industry, and he doesn't want to leave the timber industry, so he has to rely on himself more.

My sister recently learned about Yan Hui's "Spider-Man" story and has been very worried about him. My brother-in-law also talked to Yan Hui, wanting to borrow tens of thousands of yuan to start a business, but Yan Hui has always refused.

He still couldn't calm down; the two months of high-altitude construction had been a test for him. Yan Hui told his brother-in-law that once the court hearing with Jianye was over, he would stop doing high-altitude construction so he could run around doing business every day.

As the weather got hotter, Yan Hui found it increasingly difficult to bear, but he was short of money, so he worked every day and even suffered from heatstroke.

"Brother, don't work in this heat. The construction site doesn't care about us. Unless you die, you won't get any compensation. You need to be careful." Jianlei fed Yan Hui a bowl of mung bean soup, showing some respect for Yan Hui.

At first, he just thought Yan Hui wouldn't be able to keep going because something always seemed to happen.

After Yan Hui stopped installing and repairing air conditioners, he became extremely diligent whenever he had work, and when there was no work, he would go out and seek out new business. Although Jian Lei didn't know what kind of business Yan Hui was seeking out, he always felt that Yan Hui was incredibly hardworking, even more so than him.

Even with weather like today, he was slacking off, but Yan Hui was still working.

"I'm fine, I'm fine," Yan Hui said, he just didn't want to be idle.

He talks too much, which annoys outsiders. They don't like to listen and think he's always going back and forth and can't seem to move on. Only he knows that this constant thinking, this constant torment, this constant forcing himself to be rational—ultimately, he feels better when he's busier.

"Wait until around 5 o'clock, when it gets a little cooler in the evening, then continue." Yan Hui leaned against the wooden stake, ignoring the mosquitoes, and fell asleep.

(The update schedule should be back to normal tomorrow.)
(End of this chapter)