Chapter 904 Talk about it

"Zhuang Rui? What's the matter?"

Miao Feifei is clear that Zhuang Rui will never call her when she has nothing to do, but a few years have passed, and Officer Miao is not so persistent and accepts the fact that the two are still friends.

Miao Feifei now spends all her energy on her work, but her career is booming, but her family is very dissatisfied with her emotional problems. She arranged several blind dates, but Miao Feifei didn't like it.

"Officer Miao, I have something to consult with you, a professional..."

Zhuang Rui originally told Miao Feifei what happened to Lao Si, and then asked, "Has anyone ever reported something like this? Can the police deal with it?"

"Someone has reported the case, but the police can't accept it. First, it didn't happen in China, and Macao gambling is legal, and it can't be convicted by crowd gambling. Second, your friend gambled by himself, which can't constitute fraud "............"

Miao Feifei's words were actually expected by Zhuang Rui. This matter was not clear at all. Although she knew that it was a thousand tricks, she had no evidence and couldn't do anything about others.

"Officer Miao, thank you. I'll invite you to have tea some other day..." Zhuang Rui said and was ready to hang up the phone.

"Wait, Zhuang Rui, don't gamble. Gambling is like drugs, and addiction is difficult to get out..."

Miao Feifei reminded Zhuang Rui that she knew that Zhuang Rui was once very lucky. He won tens of millions of Hong Kong dollars and some calligraphy and paintings in Hong Kong. She was afraid that Zhuang Rui would find a place for his friends and gamble by himself.

But she doesn't know that for Zhuang Rui, gambling knows what the bottom card is, and there is no excitement at all, and it is impossible for him to have pleasure at all.

"Ap, I know..."

After Zhuang Rui hung up the phone, he fell into meditation. If the police could intervene in this matter, it would be the best. When the state machine operated, all thousands of masters would run away, but Officer Miao's reply broke Zhuang Rui's mind.

Go to bet by yourself? Zhuang Rui shook his head secretly. "The last time he took action, there was a big disturbance. He didn't come up with this limelight. In addition, the other party may not be willing to gamble with himself. Now those guys don't know which corner of the world are happy?

After thinking about it, Zhuang Rui didn't think of any good way. He couldn't help frowning, but looking at his brother's great loss, he also posted more than 100 million yuan. Looking at the group of people happily, Zhuang Rui couldn't hold his breath in his heart.

Seeing that Zhuang Rui was embarrassed, Lao Si stood up, walked to Zhuang Rui and said, "Lao, the one surnamed Liu has a property in Guangzhou. Give me another 40,000 yuan." I will solve this matter by myself..."

Chaoshan people are not only good at business, but also extremely brave and ruthless. The big circle represented by Ye Huan, who used to fight with the Hong Kong Flying Tigers, was specially referred to Chaoshan people at a certain period of time.

Chaoshan people have business all over the world" and are more united than Wenzhou people, but in Chaoshan area, there are still many poor people, not a few people, and a group of people regard Ye Huan as an idol.

Lao Si has lived in that place since he was a child. He knows that as long as you are willing to pay, there are some people who can relieve your worries. 1 million is enough to buy several lives.

"Bullshit, what's wrong, is your brain still hot? Do you want to cool down a little more?"

Zhuang Rui stared at Lao Si. "Even if Huā money killed the man, what can he do? What is lost or lost" and can't be recovered, which is the stupidest way to do it.

After thinking about it, Zhuang Rui took out his mobile phone and called out again. This time, he called Uncle De.

Uncle De has no family since he was a child. He hanged around in Shanghai Beach at the age of seven or eight. He knows a lot of people from the three teachings and nine streams. Now these old people who are in China, Hong Kong, Macao and Taiwan are also inherited from the old Shanghai. Maybe Uncle De has nothing to do.

"Zhuang Rui, what you said was done by thousands of people!"

After hearing Zhuang Rui's introduction of the whole story, Uncle De said affirmatively on the phone.

"Uncle De, do you know these people? Can you ask someone to agree and refund some money? After all, they have done this matter too unnaturally. According to what you said before, this is a taboo..."

Zhuang Ruizhi [Dao] Uncle De used to be a person with an identity in the gang, and his generation was very high. He spoke on some occasions, but it was better than [police].

"Hey, Zhuang Rui, nowadays, it's useless for us to talk. Besides, I've been fooling around in the antique industry for years, and outsiders don't buy it at all..."

Uncle De sighed on the phone. In the past, although those old white people were also cheated, they never cheated ordinary people. On the contrary, some people would take out some money to help the poor.

And today's young people don't pay attention to these at all. They are simply proud of the so-called morality in the world, and all kinds of means are used to the extreme.

"Uncle De, what do you say about this..." Zhuang Rui and Uncle De have a very good relationship. He also knows little about Jianghu means and wants Uncle De to come up with a constitution.

"Alas, you are really bold to take your friends. Fortunately, he can take out hundreds of millions to bet. These people must have made this ticket. Just wash your hands one by one, one by one...

Uncle De also scratched his head about this matter. He asked himself that he didn't have the face to say it. After thinking about it for a while, he said, "Well, I'll ask Uncle Eighth to see if I can find someone to talk about it and let the other party spit out the last 180 million..."

The eighth uncle mentioned by Uncle De is a big-class figure in old Shanghai. He is now in his nineties, and there are countless disciples and grandchildren in China. When he was first liberated, even the government needed him to come forward to maintain order.

According to the generation, Uncle De will call him Uncle Eight, but even if Uncle Eight comes forward, Uncle De is not sure. Those bastards are not recognized by six relatives, and they may not be able to buy Uncle Eight's account?

"Okay, then I'm sorry to trouble you, Uncle De..."

Zhuang Rui has no other way to get back 180 million yuan, which is almost half of the money. At that time, he will use this money to help Lao Si make up for the family's deficit.

If this kind of thing happens, Lao Si must no longer be able to work in the family business. Even the right to manage funds by name has been assigned to be recorded and taken away by him. Zhuang Rui wants to let Lao Si stay in Beijing to help himself in the future.

The fourth brother is not addicted to gambling, but is tricked by others. At most, don't let the fourth brother take care of the money in the future.

Things got a little bit, and Lao Si's mood was much better. At noon, the second brother Yue Jing also rushed to the manor. Several brothers had a drink, and Zhuang Rui returned to the courtyard in the afternoon.

"Dad...Dad..."

Looking at his one-year-old children sitting on his knees, Zhuang Rui was very satisfied. Both little guys were very healthy and especially liked animals. Whether it was the white lion golden eagle or King Kong, he loved the two little guys very much.

However, what made Zhuang Rui feel a little pity was that the snow masturge failed to hold the baby last year, and the young masturge of the year before last was taken away. Zhuang Rui decided that if the snow mastus held another nest this year, he would leave one for Fang Fangyuan anyway.

"Zhuang Rui, won't you go out this time?"

I haven't seen my husband for more than ten days, and there is some resentment in Qin Xuanbing's words.

"I don't think so, stay at home with my wife and children..." Zhuang Rui pulled Qin Xuanbing, who was sitting next to him, and his big hand was a little unhest.

"You are in the daytime now..."

Qin Xuanbing was shocked by Zhuang Rui, especially when her children were around, and she couldn't pull down her face.

"Fang Fang... Tongyuan, let's go to see the white lion..."

Zhuang Rui picked up one with a bad smile and walked out of the house. He knew that as long as the two little guys played with the white lion, they would not want to go back to the house for a few hours.

Zhuang Rui's father, who was very irresponsible, returned to the room after handing over Fang Fang Yuanyuan to the white lion. Naturally, the room was full of spring, and he gasped for a long time.

"At the way, Zhuang Rui, next year, I want to send Fang Fang Yuanyuan to kindergarten. What do you think?"

Qin Xuan's face still had an unfading blush, and she drew a circle on Zhuang Rui's chest with her fingers.

"Kindergarten?"

Zhuang Rui was stunned when he heard the words. He seemed to have never been to kindergarten when he was a child. He said, "Forget the kindergarten. There are many children in this alley. They can play with them when they are older. Besides, her mother is also lonely at home. She is a teacher, and we don't have to worry about enlightenment education

Zhuang Rui's childhood in his memory was played. He went up to the tree to dig birds, went down the river to touch shrimps, and there are still many happy memories.

Now the children in the city can no longer have access to these. They have been enrolled in interest classes since kindergarten to cultivate the so-called children's skills. In Zhuang Rui's view, it's all bullshit. If you don't play when you are a child, is it difficult to play when you grow up?

"But..."

Qin Xuanbing is a little hesitant. As a mother, she always thinks about her children and wants them to learn more skills.

"There is nothing, Xuanbing. In the future, Fang Fang will be poor, so that he can understand that everything can only be obtained by hard work, and Yuanyuan should be rich, so that she can see everything, and she will not be subject to material when she grows up..."

Zhuang Rui interrupted Qin Xuanbing's words. He checked a lot of information about the education of his children. In the end, he felt that it was particularly reasonable for boys to raise children in poverty and girls to raise richly.

"Okay, just do as you say..."

Qin Xuanbing's little hand slid down, which made Zhuang Rui, who had not know the taste of meat for more than ten days, suddenly moaned. When he turned over and waited for another round of fighting, the phone rang unsly.

"Wait, I'll answer the phone..."

Zhuang Rui saw Uncle De's phone call and hurriedly picked it up.

"Zhuang Rui, what you said has been found out. It was done by a group of people from Hong Kong and Southeast Asia. Uncle Eight handed over the message for you, but they said they would not reply until tomorrow..."

Uncle De treated Zhuang Rui like a nephew. At noon, he took a few boxes of snacks to visit Uncle Eight. Uncle Eight still had a lot of face. He told several people on Shanghai Road, and there was news immediately.

PS: I don't owe any debts. There is still a chapter, but it's going to be too late. Let's read it tomorrow. Brothers who don't sleep, vote for the guaranteed monthly ticket, and get some monthly tickets to stimulate the spirit.