Reborn a day later, I emptied my enemy's possessions beforehand.

"Zhou Fuxiang, lie down on the ground and go to sleep."

Zhou Fuxiang slid off the stone bench and slowly lay down on the cement ground in the courtyard.

His white shirt was stained with dust from the ground, his hair was disheveled, and his leather shoes had rubbed against the legs of the stone bench, leaving a black mark.

In less than ten seconds, his breathing became even and deep, and he fell into a deep sleep.

Zhou Haibing glanced down at him, took out the key from his pocket, locked the villa's gate, and put the key back in his pocket.

Then he walked to the gate of the courtyard, glanced back at the villa that had been completely looted and the old man lying on the ground, and then turned and walked out.

The person he was going to take revenge on next was his father-in-law, Sun Deming.

Sun Deming was quite a figure when he was young. He served as the village head and village party secretary for many years. He was the only one who could do what he wanted in the village, and even the township officials had to give him some face.

When Zhou Fuxiang wanted Zhou Haibing to marry Sun Guiying, Sun Deming didn't think much of Zhou Haibing.

At that time, Zhou Haibing worked as a barefoot doctor in the village clinic, earning very few work points throughout the year.

Sun Deming's daughter was considered the most beautiful girl in the village, so of course he wanted to marry her off to a good family in the city, preferably a worker or a cadre.

But things backfired.

Sun Guiying was not young at that time, and she asked someone to introduce her to several men in the city, but either they thought she was not good enough or she thought they were ugly.

Having no other choice, Sun Deming reluctantly nodded in agreement to the marriage with Zhou Haibing.

He nodded, but Zhou Haibing could sense that Sun Deming had never truly considered him one of his own.

After Zhou Haibing achieved success in his career, Sun Deming's attitude changed, but not with respect; rather, it became one of taking him for granted.

You are my son-in-law, what's yours is mine. Isn't it only right that you do something for my Sun family?

Over the years, Sun Deming has used various pretexts to send people into Haibing Pharmaceutical Company.

His older brother's son's wife's younger brother, his cousin's daughter's husband's nephew, his distant relative's classmate's nephew—all these connections somehow made him a part of the Sun family.

Few of these people have any real skills; they just come here to occupy a position and collect a salary for nothing.

Zhou Haibing disagreed, so Sun Deming went around the village saying that he was ungrateful, a snob, and disown his father-in-law.

Sun Guiying cried, made a scene, and threatened to hang herself at home, cursing him for being heartless, an ingrate, and forgetting that he would be where he is today if it weren't for her father's approval.

Zhou Haibing was so annoyed that he had no choice but to make the arrangements.

He placed all these people in non-core positions within the company.

The logistics staff, security guards, drivers, receptionists, and warehouse managers are paid decent salaries, allowing them to coast along.

Fortunately, he is capable and his company is large. These people may leech off him, but they won't drag the company down.

But every time he thought about how he had worked so hard to earn money to support such a large group of people who had nothing to do with the company's business, he felt suffocated.

And this villa.

When this house was built, Zhou Haibing was at a critical stage of business expansion and was very short of funds.

When Sun Deming suggested building a villa, he politely declined.

As a result, Sun Deming immediately turned hostile and berated him on the phone for a full half hour.

They say things like, "My daughter has been with you her whole life, what's wrong with building me a house?" "I'm so old, how many more years can I live? Can't you just grant me this little wish?"

Sun Guiying was also crying beside her, saying, "You can't even meet this small request of my father, are you even a man?"

In the end, Zhou Haibing compromised and squeezed out four million from the company's working capital to build this villa.

After the villa was built, Sun Deming held a grand banquet in the village and invited everyone in the village to eat.

After a few rounds of drinks, someone asked who built the house. Sun Deming, raising his glass with a ruddy face, replied:

"This was built for me by my daughter Guiying! My daughter is capable and filial; my life has been worthwhile!"

Zhou Haibing was not mentioned once throughout the entire process.

Zhou Haibing was sitting at the table at the time, and when he heard this, he almost crushed the wine glass in his hand.

But he said nothing, picked up his glass and drank it all in one gulp, swallowing his words along with the wine.

As night deepened, no one was walking on the paths of Chenjia Village.

Zhou Haibing walked under the moonlight, his footsteps particularly clear in the quiet village.

He walked east along the cement road in the village, passing by the gates of several houses. A dog barked a few times from its yard, but after he glanced at it, the dog tucked its tail between its legs and scurried back into its kennel.

After walking for less than ten minutes, a three-story villa appeared ahead, more impressive than the surrounding houses.

The exterior walls are off-white, the portico is made of Roman columns, and several climbing roses climb the wrought iron fence. The courtyard is paved with bluestone slabs, and in the center is a small fountain with water that shimmers in the moonlight.

This is Sun Deming's house.

Zhou Haibing funded the construction, and from the foundation to the roof, from the exterior to the interior, it cost several million yuan.

Zhou Haibing stood outside the wrought iron gate, looking through the railing into the room.

The lights were on in the courtyard, and an elderly man with gray hair but a sprightly spirit was practicing Tai Chi, his movements slow and graceful.

Wearing a white training uniform, he looked like a hermit; someone who didn't know him might mistake him for a retired senior official.

Sun Deming is almost eighty years old this year, and he is still very healthy. He is a little hard of hearing and his eyesight is a little blurry, but this does not prevent him from putting on a dignified and respected air in the village.

Zhou Haibing reached out and patted the door knocker of the wrought iron gate, the sound echoing in the night.

Sun Deming stopped his attack, turned his head to look at the door, squinted for a while, and finally saw the face of the person who came in.

He paused for a moment, then strode over, pulling a remote control from his pocket as he walked. He pressed a button, and the wrought iron gate slowly opened.

"Hai Bing? Why are you back at this time?" Sun Deming's voice was filled with doubt as he looked Zhou Hai Bing up and down.

"You didn't even call beforehand. Where's Guiying? Didn't she come back with you?"

He was unaware that his two daughters, Sun Guiying and Sun Guixiang, had been hypnotized by Zhou Haibing, and that all of their money had fallen into Zhou Haibing's hands.

Zhou Haibing walked into the courtyard with a polite but distant smile on his face. He had been wearing this smile for Sun Deming for decades and had long since mastered it.

He said, "Dad, something came up at the company, so I came back alone. Guiying is at home; she didn't come with me."

Sun Deming said "Oh," stepped aside to let Zhou Haibing go inside first, and followed behind. He closed the wrought iron gate again, pressed the remote control to lock it, and then slowly walked in.

The two entered the living room one after the other.

The living room was very large and decorated in a magnificent style. The floor was covered with imported marble, a huge crystal chandelier hung from the ceiling, and several paintings and calligraphy works were hung on the walls. I didn't know if they were originals or prints.

But the most eye-catching feature of the entire living room is not the decorations, but the row of fish tanks placed against the wall.