Spring Breeze Twenty Years

Chapter 1240 Let's have a meal

The finance department brought over the form, Song Yidong signed it, and Zhang Fu followed the finance department downstairs to the bank to transfer the money.

Boss Li and the others were quite happy and seemed a little restless.

The bank transfer was a bit slow right now; I had to go to the counter to process it, fill out a bunch of forms, and it took almost an hour. I finally got it done just before the bank closed.

"Brother, I've taken the money." Zhang Fu perked up again.

Xiao Wei said, "Let's go then, I'm a little hungry. How about we stay at Wu Palace tonight? It's close by." He turned to Chen Hui and asked.

Chen Hui nodded: "It doesn't matter. What about these two?"

Xiao Wei said, "Take it with you, we'll go back and ask."

The ten men left with the chubby guy and the 1.8-meter-tall man, and Song Yidong's group was immediately surrounded by Boss Li and his men.

Song Yidong's heart was bleeding.

He made his fortune by getting a batch of imported drugs. He used to be a poor kid, but he made several million in one go. He bought a house and a car in Shanghai. Then he figured that the profit margin for health products was huge, and since franchising was also a hot business, he started this company.

Actually, if he had invested and run his business normally, his company might have really become a hit, since people in China are quite superstitious about health products.

However, he didn't have enough money. Even with his partners, he could only scrape together 500,000 yuan. The cost of operating a company in Shanghai was quite high. Rent and labor costs alone amounted to tens of thousands of yuan a month. So, he had no choice but to take a risky approach and try to raise some money by deception and trickery.

He also wants to play TV games, but according to him, that really costs money.

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Xiao Wei and his men went downstairs. Zhang Fu asked, "Brother, are we just going to ignore this company's affairs? Won't he just keep cheating people?"

Xiao Wei glanced at Zhang Fu and said, "You're covered in shit yourself, and you're concerned about others? I want to slap you a few times." Zhang Fu pursed his lips, lowered his head, and remained silent.

Chen Hui said, "It's useless. He's making such a fuss all over the country with all these people coming to protest, and it's still running. If anyone cared, they would have done it already. It's not like we can't see it. Reporting it won't help either. At most, he'll be fined ten or twenty thousand yuan. That's how it is now. Just pay your taxes."

Xiao Wei said, "Let's report them anyway, just to put our minds at ease. Let them go." He pointed to the chubby guy.

The chubby guy said, "Okay, bro, I promise I'll get things done smoothly."

Xiao Wei looked at him and asked, "Where are you from?"

"He's from Longjiang. I'm from a rural area near Harbin, and he's from Mudanjiang. We came here looking for food." Zhang Fu asked, "Didn't you say anything about SYS?"

The chubby man gave a wry smile.

Xiao Wei said, "Making money here? What for? Okay, that's enough. How do you want this settled? If I hadn't come today, you would have swindled my brother out of 20,000 yuan. You have to give me an explanation, right?"

The chubby guy bit his lip: "Brother, I admit my mistake. We're out here to make money, and who would miss an opportunity? I didn't believe Zhang Fu when he talked about how great his brother was. I thought, how could a brother as awesome as you end up like this? Turns out you really are awesome. I admit it, I'll accept whatever punishment you give me."

Xiao Wei glanced at Zhang Fu: "He ran away secretly, wanting to do something to prove himself. I had no idea he was doing this, or that he was in Shanghai. I understand what you're saying, but things have come to this point, so tell me your plan, I'll listen."

The chubby guy was also suffering inside. Coming from the Northeast to make a living here wasn't so easy. Even though he was dressed smartly, if he really had money, he wouldn't be staying in a small state-run hotel.

He wanted to lose money, but how much? If he lost all his money, he'd be out of work, let alone make a living here, he wouldn't even have any money left to go home.

Chen Hui said, "Don't just stand here, let's go. They don't look like they have any money, it's not worth a meal, damn it. Do you have money for the meal? Let's have a meal, it won't cost much, three or two thousand should be enough."

The chubby guy said, "Okay, I have a few thousand dollars. Can you open this first, bro?"

Xiao Wei nodded, and the soldier went over and removed the handcuffs.

Zhang Fu said, "Brother, my things are still at the hotel over there. They're staying there too."

Xiao Wei asked, "Is it far?"

Zhang Fu said, "It's not far, just in the alley ahead, about 500 meters away."

Xiao Wei looked over there: "Get in the car. Do you know any decent restaurants around here? Where do you usually eat?"

Zhang Fu said, "At first it was just a small restaurant or something, but then I ran out of money and started buying a few steamed buns a day. I still owe you my lodging fees. Did you guys drive here?" He turned to look for his car by the roadside.

Xiao Wei said, "I borrowed it from the garrison here. I drove here like a madman."

The chubby guy and the 1.8-meter-tall man exchanged a glance, their hearts sinking. They were really lucky to be able to borrow several cars from the garrison area so easily.

After getting in the car, they turned around and headed towards Yan'an Road. The car couldn't go into the alley, so they stopped at the entrance. Xiao Wei and Zang Yuanwei accompanied Zhang Fu inside, while Chen Hui didn't get out of the car.

As soon as Xiao Wei entered the hotel, he frowned. It wasn't that he was spoiled, but it was just that he hadn't been to such an environment in many years—dark, damp, and cramped.

Zhang Fu went inside to get his things, which were nothing much—just a small suitcase and a few pieces of clothing.

The waiter kept watching and said, "302, are you leaving? We need to fill up by this time today."

Xiao Wei asked, "How much?"

The waiter said, "It's thirty yuan a day, you owe three days, plus today, it's one hundred and twenty yuan."

Xiao Wei looked at Zhang Fu: "You don't even have a hundred yuan?"

Zhang Fu lowered his head in humiliation, tears welling up in his eyes. He had been feeling utterly miserable these past few days.

Xiao Wei took out his wallet to pay the lodging fee, then pulled out a wad of cash and handed it to Zhang Fu: "Here you go. Give that money to the old lady, every single penny, understand?"

Zhang Fu nodded, wiped away his tears, and took the money from Xiao Wei: "Thank you, brother."

Xiao Wei said, "You've learned your lesson this time. Now you know what the outside world is like, right? Now you know how difficult it is to get things done, right? You never listened to me before."

Zhang Fu said, "I'll go back and work hard."

Xiao Wei said, "Grandpa has opened a few more shops. What's the point of you going to work? Go back and help Grandpa run the shops. It's his own business. Besides, don't you think he earns a lot? You little brat. Let's go."

The three of them came out, and Zang Yuanwei said, "I can't even stay in this place, what is this smell?"

Zhang Fu said, "There are also rats, running around in the house in broad daylight. Every household here keeps cats, and the hotels keep them too."

We got back in the car and found a local restaurant. Everyone got out and went in to eat.

The restaurant is called Benbang Cuisine.

The main entrance feels somewhat underground, with half of it below the roadbed, and the second floor is only about two meters higher than the outside road surface. The decoration is decent, mostly made of wood, and it feels alright.

The dishes here are all small, not very generous in portion, and quite expensive. The chubby guy was sweating profusely after the meal, which cost over two thousand yuan. And that was without even drinking alcohol.

(End of this chapter)