Ice is not averse to deception

Knowing that Dongmei would go to the hotel to pick up her phone the next day, Liu Qiang waited at the hotel entrance early in the morning to avoid Dongmei and Liu Ruo running into each other. He even specially subscribed to a video membership and selected a movie that both Liu Ruo and Sun Xiaoni liked to watch.

Sure enough, not long after, Liu Qiang saw Dongmei come to the hotel to pick up her phone.

Liu Qiang followed Dongmei all the way and quickly solved the most difficult problem. After four days in Yanji, he finally found Dongmei's home.

But Liu Qiang felt he had been clever. Now that he knew Dongmei's family, he could certainly rely on those text messages to confirm the relationship between Sun Bing and Dongmei, but it would be better to have better evidence.

Thinking about this, Liu Qiang admired himself even more. In yesterday's text message, he had actually paved the way for the occurrence of the evidence.

He's absolutely brilliant!

While Liu Qiang's situation was booming, Sun Bing's condition had also reached rock bottom.

Not only did they fail to find the source of ice, but after spending half a day at the seafood market, they still didn't get any information about it.

None of that matters. What matters is that when Sun Bing turned on his phone, he saw several text messages from Liu Ruo. He hadn't had time to read them before, but now that he had time to reopen them, he saw the messages that filled him with despair.

"Sun Bing, stop hiding. Make things clear. We're getting a divorce."

"We've run out of things to say. Can we face this like men?"

"..."

Seeing the series of hurtful text messages, Sun Bing's emotions had reached their lowest point. But Sun Bing didn't reply to the messages, and even turned off her phone, just like before.

Sun Bing agreed with Wu Dayong. Even if he wanted to divorce Liu Ruo, it would be after he had finished this matter and let everyone know that he, Sun Bing, was not a coward. He would then divorce Liu Ruo in a dignified and manly manner.

Instead of being like this now, full of despair, begging for respect like an infant begging its mother to feed it.

Respect is something you earn, not something given to you by others!

Suppressing her grief, Sun Bing tried to maintain a smile, but what appeared to be a bitter one.

Wu Dayong suddenly received a text message from the bank notifying him of a transfer. Upon closer inspection, he discovered that his mother had transferred a sum of money to him. It wasn't much, only three thousand yuan, but for Wu Dayong at that moment, it was clearly a godsend.

Not knowing what happened, I quickly made a phone call and learned that when my mother was packing her things today, she accidentally discovered that the gold pig that Wu Dayong bought was fake. She guessed that her son might not be doing well, so she immediately transferred some money to Wu Dayong.

Wu Dayong gave a lengthy explanation, which barely managed to explain things away, but his mother insisted that he leave the money behind. Unable to argue, Wu Dayong temporarily accepted the money.

I had just hung up the phone when my neighbor, Aunt Zhang, called to say that my mother was complaining of leg pain and wanted to go to the hospital.

Wu Dayong immediately said that money was not a problem and he wanted to ask Aunt Zhang to take his mother to the hospital for a check-up. Aunt Zhang was also very polite and kept reassuring Wu Dayong, saying that Wu Dayong had given his mother a lot of money over the years and that she was not short of money, but she needed someone to take care of her when she went to the hospital.

I could tell that Aunt Zhang had something to say, and when I asked, I found out it was about her son's job.

Aunt Zhang has a son who is over thirty years old. He has never been to school, has no skills, and is introverted. For many years, he has been supported by his parents.

Aunt Zhang didn't expect her son to get married as soon as possible. She was thinking about solving his employment problem first. Even if he was just a doorman, she and her husband would be content with having a proper job.

Hearing this, Wu Dayong understood what Aunt Zhang meant. Regardless, he readily agreed.

"It's nothing, leave it to my nephew. I'm often away working, so I'll have to ask Aunt Zhang to take care of things back home. I'm in Yanji now, but I'll definitely help when I get back."

"What are you saying? Why are you talking like this among family? In my eyes, Sister-in-law Ailing is like my own sister. Actually..." Aunt Zhang hesitated for a moment before continuing, "Auntie knows you're in Yanji. Don't you have a classmate named Zhao Pengyao? He's in Yanji now, and he owns his own store. I saw that the store was hiring the other day. I think it would be great if your brother could get a job there."

"Oh, I see... Okay, I'll contact Zhao Peng as soon as possible and definitely resolve this matter. As for my mother's situation..."

"Don't worry, don't worry, I've already said we're sisters. I'll take Sister Ailing to the hospital right away."

Ultimately, Wu Dayong's biggest worry was his mother, who had difficulty walking, was in poor health, and wasn't very sociable.

He originally planned to install a surveillance camera at home, but Wu's mother refused to waste the money, so Wu Dayong could only ask Aunt Zhang to take care of him.

Although he readily agreed, Wu Dayong began to worry.

Knowing his mother's poor health, Wu Dayong had no heart to look for Bingyuan at this moment. He wouldn't feel at ease if he didn't help Aunt Zhang's son find a job. He immediately took out his phone and contacted Zhao Peng. To his surprise, it went very smoothly, and the other party readily agreed to meet.

Just as Wu Dayong himself said, he can easily get things done in his area of ​​expertise, but when it comes to using connections, his shortcomings become very obvious.

Over the years, Wu Dayong has almost exhausted his network of connections. For example, Sun Bing was once one of his closest friends, but they eventually became estranged over a loan of two thousand yuan. Although he has gradually salvaged some of his image recently, Wu Dayong still clearly distinguishes between the importance of money and friends.

Around 2 PM, Wu Dayong met Zhao Peng.

Zhao Peng used to be Wu Dayong's underling, following him for several years. However, Wu Dayong's career declined, while Zhao Peng, with his excellent coordination skills, got into a store and worked his way up to the position of manager, enjoying a very prestigious life.

Wu Dayong booked a private room at a very ordinary restaurant, saying that the old restaurant had a unique flavor that hadn't changed in decades. But Zhao Peng knew very well that Wu Dayong just wanted to save money.

Wu Dayong's style has always been to achieve great things with minimal expenditure.

The saying "A tiger fallen into the plains is bullied by dogs" is not just a state of mind, but a social reality. The once high-ranking leader has now fallen to such a state. Having been in high circles for so long, and being a store owner himself, Zhao Peng naturally recognized Wu Dayong's high-quality counterfeit goods at a glance.

Having no money but still trying to save face is just like trying to be a big brother when you have no ability. Zhao Peng's contempt for Wu Dayong is already very strong.

It wasn't about suppressing Wu Dayong, or even about venting his emotions; Zhao Peng simply couldn't stand Wu Dayong's behavior and was determined to give him a good beating.

Zhao Peng didn't come alone; he brought another of Wu Dayong's former underlings. This guy wasn't doing so well, but he was still the manager of a chain store, overseeing more than a dozen people.

"Brother Yong, is that really you?!"

Upon meeting, Zhao Peng greeted him warmly, and when shaking hands, he even lowered his posture as if he still carried the same respectful demeanor he had a few years ago.

But after he sat down, Zhao Peng's tone became somewhat strange.

"Brother Yong, who has such a big face that you can get me to introduce you to a job? A relative?" Zhao Peng lit a cigarette. These guys who had been through the underworld actually valued the order of seating, but he plopped down in the head seat, completely ignoring Wu Dayong's surprised look.

His former glory was gone, and although Wu Dayong felt a pang of sadness, he didn't show it at all.

"He's not really a relative, just the neighbor's kid. He's a bit introverted, over thirty and still sponging off his parents. As for his brain... I just can't stand it anymore." Wu Dayong habitually started boasting, "I originally wanted to bring him down south to work with me, but he can't travel far. He's practically family, so I couldn't just abandon him, right?"

Wu Dayong specifically mentioned that he was Zhao Peng's brother, thinking that Zhao Peng would definitely help him out of consideration for their past brotherhood, and then showed off the freckles on his arm.

To show off his wealth, Wu Dayong deliberately flicked his Rolex on his wrist.

Rolex watches and BMWs might impress the neighbors, but they were clearly ineffective in front of Zhao Peng. As a man with experience in the underworld, Zhao Peng obviously knew the tricks of the trade.

"Let's eat first."

The mere mention of Zhao Peng left Wu Dayong speechless, leaving him no choice but to continue chatting while eating.

Zhao Peng's attitude was also very clear: he chatted with his friends the whole time, without giving any consideration to Wu Dayong, his former elder brother.

It wasn't until Wu Dayong stood up to offer a toast that Zhao Peng seemed to suddenly realize Wu Dayong's presence.

He kept saying that if it weren't for Wu Dayong, Zhao Peng wouldn't be where he is today, but when Wu Dayong offered him a toast, Zhao Peng didn't even get up.

Fortunately, Zhao Peng got down to business.

"Qiangzi, do you have any empty seats over there? Big Brother has already spoken, we have to help him."

The man named Qiangzi immediately understood Zhao Peng's meaning and said with a troubled expression, "There is a position, but..." He looked at Wu Dayong and reached out to ask, "Do you have a photo? Let me see it."

Wu Dayong felt that things were going well, so he immediately showed his phone to Qiangzi.

Then I heard Qiangzi's mocking laughter.