Rebirth 77: From Beachcombing to Becoming a Tycoon and Spoiling My Wife

Two months have passed since Liu Caixia's false accusation, and the first trial has concluded. Not to mention Zhang Fei and Liu Dapeng.

If Director Ren catches in the act, he will be dealt with swiftly and severely.

The two were riding their bikes on the main road.

Zhang Dezhu recounted the verdict of the first instance trial.

"Liu Caixia committed a serious crime, classified as a major negligence accident. She was sentenced to seven years in prison in the first instance. The main reason is that you reminded her, but she still insisted on going to sea, so she was punished to the fullest extent of the law."

"Zhang Fei has been diagnosed with mental illness and has been detained in the county mental hospital for treatment."

"Liu Dapeng was convicted of rape, and if he didn't succeed, he would be sentenced to the maximum eight years in prison."

"These people won't make him feel good in prison either."

Zhang Dezhu specifically pointed out the last sentence.

"This was personally said to the director by Commissioner Chen. You are a great contributor to the tuna fishing. This matter has already caught the attention of the cadres, so you can rest assured."

Zhang Dezhu had never seen anyone achieve such success by fishing, and the commissioner personally supported him.

Yang Bai remained calm; they deserved their fate.

Even if they get out, he will make them suffer a fate worse than death for the rest of their lives!

"Please tell Commissioner Chen my thanks."

Yang Bai pressed harder and harder on the pedals, speeding towards the state-owned hardware and electrical appliance store.

There are no independent shops in the county town that specialize in selling motorcycles, and the county supply and marketing cooperative has fewer motorcycles than the state-owned hardware and electrical stores, and they are not from major brands.

If he's going to buy one, he wants to buy the best and most expensive one.

Yang Bai parked his tricycle in front of the state-owned hardware and electrical appliance store.

The store is extremely large, divided into sections for hardware, electrical appliances, vehicles, electrical supplies, and chemicals and paints.

The county supply and marketing cooperative gets all its electric bicycles from here.

Yang Bai and Zhang Dezhu walked into the store, where the vast majority of salespeople were male.

Most of the goods were heavy; even a woman would be exhausted and out of breath after carrying very little.

Moreover, in the hardware and electrical appliance industry, most of the technicians who are familiar with these areas are men.

"Hello, comrade, what would you like to do?"

A neatly dressed, rough-looking salesman asked.

"I want a motorcycle."

Yang Bai handed the motorcycle coupon to the salesperson.

The male salesman checked left and right, his expression instantly changing as he looked at the motorcycle voucher!

He had worked here for eight years and had never seen such a thing; only those who made extremely significant contributions could receive these vouchers.

His expression immediately became respectful.

"Comrade Yang Bai, please wait a moment while I verify this."

The male salesman immediately went into a small room, opened the ledger, and only left after seeing Yang Bai's name.

The contributions made by the man before me are probably no less than those of a provincial-level model worker.

"Comrade Yang Bai, please come with me."

"Um."

Yang Bai nodded.

The male salesman led Yang Bai and Zhang Dezhu to the backyard of the store, where a row of motorcycles of different brands were displayed under an iron shed.

What kind of motorcycle do you need?

Yang Bai's gaze instantly locked onto a red motorcycle, Happiness 250.

There's another top-of-the-line vehicle next to it, a Changjiang 750 sidecar motorcycle for 3600 yuan. I can afford it, but it requires special approval from the provincial government.

He didn't have enough coupons to qualify.

"How about Happiness 250? What's that?"

The male salesman said, "1880 yuan plus 220 industrial vouchers."

Yang Bai felt a pang of regret; all the industrial vouchers he had painstakingly accumulated had vanished overnight.

Fortunately, he made a bet, otherwise he might not have had enough money.

Yang Bai took out all the industrial coupons from his wallet. He had taken them from home before leaving, and with the remaining industrial coupons, it should be enough.

"Here are some industrial vouchers. Use them up, and then pay."

The male salesman took the industrial vouchers and counted them quickly, finishing in two minutes and taking out four vouchers.

These are the rest.

Yang Bai's lips twitched slightly as he accepted the industrial voucher; his plan to buy the watch would have to be postponed.

Zhang Dezhu laughed and said, "If you're going to give me money, I'll probably do it without hesitation. But if you give me tickets, every ticket you issue is one less available."

"Hehe, yeah." Yang Bai opened his wallet and promptly handed over the money.

The male salesperson took the ticket and the money.

"Comrade Yang Bai, please check the car for any problems first. I'll go get you an invoice and the keys."

"it is good."

Yang Bai stroked the Happiness 250; the paint was smooth and without any abnormalities, and the leather seats were very comfortable.

He fiddled with the handle and said, "I've finally brought you home. It's worth every penny."

My first motorcycle in this second life is just the beginning.

The first tractor and the first car were all arranged.

The male salesperson handed Yang Bai a key, an invoice, and some documents.

"The car can be driven away now."

"Um."

Yang Bai took the invoice and key, put the invoice and materials in his bag, and eagerly inserted the key.

"Special Envoy Zhang got in the car and left."

Zhang Dezhu got on the motorcycle, and Yang Bai stepped on the gas, causing the motorcycle to roar with a crisp sound.

We drove out the back gate and parked where the tricycles were parked.

"Special Commissioner Zhang, I asked someone to help transport the sewing machine by tricycle. Would you like to ride your motorcycle? I can ride it back to the commune on my way."

Zhang Dezhu got out of the car and shook his head.

"No need, how can you let me drive your new car first?"

"I've already asked someone else. You go to the county public security bureau's traffic management department to register the vehicle first, and I'll drive the tricycle back."

Yang Bai was taken aback; he had originally intended to call for help.

He hadn't expected Zhang Dezhu to be willing to help him with this.

"Special Envoy Zhang, isn't this inappropriate?"

Zhang Dezhu frowned and clicked his tongue.

"What do you mean 'good' or 'bad'? I'm on vacation and bored. Also, don't call me Special Envoy Zhang, just call me Brother Zhang."

Yang Bai was slightly taken aback; Zhang Dezhu's words meant that he should be treated as a true brother.

How could a special commissioner possibly help a fisherman like that, even on leave?

Now that he's calling me Brother Zhang, the implication that our relationship has taken a step further is self-evident.

Zhang Dezhu smiled and said, "I'm older than you, I'm not trying to take advantage of you with my address."

Yang Bai laughed and said, "No, Brother Zhang. But why? I'm just a fisherman. Although I have some money, I can't compare to government officials."

There is no pure brotherhood between officials and businessmen.

One side treats you like a brother, while the other side treats you like a pig.

Once the other party encounters a crisis, this fragile, superficial brotherhood will instantly break down.

He never gave Zhang Dezhu a single penny; gifts in this era were only for normal social interactions.

"I think you're a friend worth having. Besides, we public servants should be close to the people. What, do you think that being a special envoy makes me distant from ordinary people?"

Zhang Dezhu said in a very serious tone.

Yang Bai shook his head repeatedly.

"Brother Zhang, stop flattering me. I can't keep up with the praise. By the way, there's a dinner party in town at six tonight. Want to go?"

He invited Zhang Dezhu, but because of what happened yesterday, he thought Zhang would be too busy today and didn't invite him. It turned out that Zhang was on vacation.

Zhang Dezhu nodded in agreement.

"Okay, I'll take you home and wait for you to come back."