In the evening, Lin Zhenhai came home from a long journey and brought back Chen Hui's handling results.

As Lin Lan expected, Lin Zhenhai took the loss of more than 1000 yuan on his head, and the police station only temporarily detained Chen Hui without conviction.

And Lin Zhenhai's words are almost what Lin Lan expected.

Grandma Liu Yingqi burst into tears: "it's not easy to say other people's homes. Is it easy for our family? Is the wind blowing more than 1000 yuan? It's easy for you to work hard from morning to night? Why should you carry it alone?"

"Mom, I'm a middle-level cadre. They are all workers. My salary is higher than theirs, so..."

Lin Zhenhai was interrupted by Liu Ying before he finished his words: "how much higher can your salary be than others? You earn all the money in this family? If you feel that the money is too much, you might as well lend Xiuxiang to open that shop!"

Lin Xiuxiang quickly shook her head: "no, no! I don't want it!"

"Why not! It's better to lend you money than to let your brother make money cheap to others!" Liu yingchong looked at Lin Xiuxiang.

She really wants her eldest son to take out the money! She is angry. Her eldest son makes his own decisions!

If you say no for more than 1000 yuan, don't! What family, so generous?

Liu Ying was so distressed that she wanted to scold again, but she didn't say much in front of Lin Lan. Finally, she had to glare at Lin Zhenhai: "just be stubborn! Have a virtue with your father! More than 1000 yuan will be wasted. What a black sheep!"

Lin Mingtang is also a character who would rather suffer losses than take advantage of others.

Speaking of this, Lin Zhenhai is quite a true legend of Lin Mingtang in this regard!

Poor Liu Ying lived frugally and managed to make a living for her family, but she couldn't prevent the two men from wasting their money.

Seeing grandma angry and sad, Lin Lan quickly came forward and hugged her arm and advised: "Grandma, that more than 1000 yuan can't be counted as a waste of water. Didn't Chen Hui send a thousand yuan home? If Chen Hui's family knew that they didn't pay the money and Chen Hui would be sentenced, they would certainly return the money. Moreover, Chen Hui didn't receive his salary last month. Combined, it's almost enough to fill the hole!"

Liu Ying looked suspiciously at Lin Zhenhai: "is that so?"

Lin Zhenhai was most afraid of my mother's tears and nodded: "yes! Can you fill it in!"

Originally, Lin Zhenhai really didn't think of this, but when he saw my mother crying, he had to bite the bullet and promise.

Originally, Lin Zhenhai thought he was lucky to be able to recover more than 6000 yuan. He didn't expect to ask Chen Hui for money at home, nor did he expect to take Chen Hui's salary last month, but now his daughter has put forward it, and he has to try anyway.

What if I can come back?

Lin Lan saw that his father listened to his words, so he took the opportunity to give advice: "Dad, anyway, Chen Hui is now detained at the police station. You can go to the public security comrade to help contact his home and recover the remittance!"

Remittances are still money orders these days. It takes several days to mail them from Harbin to Qingzhou.

If you're lucky, maybe Chen Hui's family hasn't taken out the money to spend.

Lin Zhenhai nodded thoughtfully.

Lin Lan then said, "Dad, you can talk to the workshop leader about Chen Hui's salary. After all, special treatment for special circumstances! Otherwise Chen Hui will be detained and the workshop will not be able to pay him."

At that time, it's not certain who will get the money into his pocket. Why cheap those moths?

Of course, Lin Lan didn't say these words directly.

She believed that her father was not a pedantic person and should be able to understand what she meant.

In the next few days, Lin Zhenhai went to find someone to get the money back, while Lin Lan continued to summarize the knowledge points of each subject in the three years of junior high school.

This could not be accomplished overnight, so she squeezed all the available time like a sponge.

Inside the machinery factory, a rumor about director Xiao Qiang's wealth and more than 40000 accounting bracelets spread quietly.

When Xiao Qiang heard the news, the rumor had almost spread all over the factory, and even the leaders of the general factory were alarmed.

During the day, Xiao Qiang was called by the Minister of personnel to have a talk.

After returning home in the evening, Xiao Qiang was startled to sum up with his daughter-in-law Xu Caixia: "why do all the good factory people know that you have a bracelet of more than 40000 yuan? Shouldn't you wear it out to show off?"

Xu Caixia immediately denied: "where dare I wear it? I've kept the bracelet at the bottom of the box since it was sent. Even if I like it, I'll take it out and wear it at home. I haven't been out of the door once!"

"That's strange! Today, the Minister of personnel talked to me and asked about the bracelet." Xiao Qiang wondered in his heart and discussed, "this bracelet can't be kept. You should find a way to deal with it quickly!"

Xu Caixia was reluctant: "the bracelet is so beautiful. I want to keep it as an heirloom and pass it to Xiao Ying!"

Xiao Qiang frowned: "when is it, and still reluctant to give up a bracelet? When this is over, do you want to buy anything good?"

Xu Caixia hesitated: "is it really so serious?"

"It's hard to say!" Xiao Qiang was upset and lit a cigarette. "I don't know who fanned the flames behind him! If I know, hum!"

Xu Caixia also scolded: "who is so wicked? It's too insidious! Lao Xiao, did you say it could be the ghost of your deputy director? Didn't you say that the deputy director of this outsourcing activity didn't want to take it?"

Xiao Qiang took a puff of smoke and spit it out. Then he slowly shook his head: "I shouldn't. Dong Jianguo doesn't have such a heart."

After working together for so many years, he knows the old opponent very well.

Although Dong Jianguo is a good hand in his work, he is too straight tempered, so he has always been the deputy director of the machining workshop.

Lin Zhenhai has the same temper, and he didn't deal with himself a while ago because of Mei Wenling

Thinking of this, Xiao Qiang was so upset that he couldn't help complaining about Xu Caixia: "tell me about you. What did you run when Mei Wenling had an accident? You ran into it. Anyway, it was the driver who hit the man. It doesn't matter to you! You just ran away and didn't deal with the bike!"

"Who could have thought that Lin Zhenhai was so treacherous and even knew how to take photos and collect evidence!" Xu Caixia was angry when she mentioned this. "On the surface, Lin Zhenhai seems quite honest and responsible. I didn't expect so many eyes! Lao Xiao, do you think Lin Zhenhai is the ghost this time?"

Xiao Qiang's eyes flashed slightly, frowned and fell into meditation.

Although Lin Lan took out the photo that day, Xiao Qiang and his wife never thought it was done by a teenage junior high school student from beginning to end.

So Lin Zhenhai took the pot for Lin Lan and left a treacherous impression in the eyes of Xiao Qiang and his wife.

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