Chapter 62 Situ Bing who refused to be fooled

Ding Yi laughed with shame. I just started singing for a moment. I haven't been to karaoke for a long time. It's weird, so I can't help singing. It's not what I really mean. I'm sorry."

Knowing that he was not really going to see his father, Grandpa seemed to be relieved. He said, "Then what are you going to do?"

Of course, Ding Yi will not tell Grandpa what he really thinks. Fortunately, after the training of the prison, he naturally knew how to tell lies, which was natural, decent and in line with the requirements of the leader.

"If I knew the person who framed me, I would rely on the government, society, public opinion, and social justice. I will expose this ugly behavior to the world, let everyone spit on him, despise him together, condemn him together, hate him together, let us knock him to the ground, step on 10,000 feet, and let him Never turn over."

It seems that Ding Yi has no intention of revenge, and Grandpa is quite satisfied with his answer.

"What if it turns out that Situ Bing wants to cheat your money?"

Ding Yi entrusted the author to copy the text above, paste it, and say according to the script: "If Situ Bing wants to cheat my money, I will rely on the government, society, public opinion and social justice to make this ugly act public, let everyone spit on him and despise him together. Condemn him and hate him together. Let's knock him to the ground and step on 10,000 feet, so that he will never turn over.

There is no risk in doing so. Grandpa acquiesced in Ding Yi's plan.

"Then what do you want me to do? Did you transfer the money to his account?" Grandpa asked.

Ding Yi really wanted to do this, but he was afraid that Situ Bing was lying to himself. It's not good for Grandpa to be cheated. So he said, "No, you go to an investigation company first, that is, you should be the crotch - the legendary detective office, to investigate this Situ Bing. Investigate his life, oh no, his work unit before he was imprisoned: 'Catch Rape in Bed' Consulting Management Co., Ltd. Look at his details, and then make a final determination.

"Good."

Ding Yi has been thinking about what Situ Bing said these days, and also wondering whether Grandpa has investigated Situ Bing clearly outside. Grandpa may not know much about investigating new things like the company, but Grandpa should be a smart person and will not be slaughtered by others.

I'm not afraid of not knowing the goods, but I'm afraid of the comparison of goods. Even if grandpa doesn't know the market, find a few more companies to compare prices and you will know how the market is. This is not difficult.

Ding Yi finished his own business and sometimes went to Situ Bing. After chatting with him for a while, it's better to get some more words out of him.

Situ Bing will always ask him: Has the money been remitted? If it is remitted, the next time he gets the exact collection information when he is met by his family, he will tell him all the shocking secrets.

Ding Yi told him that Grandpa was doing it. But money is not very convenient now. It may take a few days. Anyway, as long as you don't see the money, you just don't tell me the inside story of this matter. The two don't owe each other.

Situ Bing didn't believe his words. Is it inconvenient for your grandpa? Will it be less than 30,000 yuan? I don't believe it. According to the statistics of Jianghu Xiaosheng, your grandfather's personal wealth has reached the third place in the list of the city's rich. My data is quoted from the famous wealth magazine "Fac", which can't be wrong. Tell me, isn't it a joke that the third richest man in the city's rich list can't even take out 30,000 yuan? Jokes, jokes, believe it or not. Besides, the sign of your donkey brand is more than 30,000 yuan, and it doesn't look like a lie. It's too unsented."

Ding Yi sighed. It seems reasonable, but it's not the same thing at all. Can you believe all the words of Jianghu Xiaosheng? I'm a star. I rely on my hair. He is called unworthy because he is unworthy. Why isn't he Xiao? It's because he always talks nonsense. Can you believe the words of a person who always talks nonsense? Besides, the "Fuke You" magazine, which is notorious, is a B nonsense and uneducated magazine. Isn't it funny that you actually use this as the basis?

"Facco" magazine is an emerging wealth magazine. Its founding slogan is "Develop social productivity, overcome all difficulties, and the peak of innovation". The editor-in-chief took down the first three words of the three sentences in the slogan as the title of the magazine, so the name of the magazine is called "Facyou". ".

Seeing what Ding Yi said, Situ Bing believed his words. But on second thought, Ding Yi's donkey brand car, a donkey head logo alone is far more than 30,000 yuan. It is really not easy to say that Ding Yi's grandfather lacks 30,000 yuan turnover.

Ding Yi knew what he was thinking as soon as he looked at his expression, so he explained, "Although my grandfather has some money and strength, his cash flow is very small, and most of his assets are not assets that can be realized immediately. Even my donkey card, although it is valuable, as long as it is not sold, it can't be used as cash. Isn't it? So, he really doesn't have cash now and is raising money outside.

"Oh. Then when will he be able to raise it?" Situ Bing asked anxiously.

"I don't know about this." Ding Yi replied. If he can raise 30,000 yuan a day, he only needs one day; if he can raise 15,000 yuan a day, it will take two days; if he can raise 10,000 yuan a day, it will take three days... If he can raise 100 yuan a day, it will take 300 days... If he can raise one yuan a day, it will need three days. Ten thousand days... If he can only raise a penny a day, it will take three million days."

Situ Bing was dizzy, his limbs were weak, and he almost fell down: "Three million days? What's the concept?"

Ding Yi calculated: "About... ten thousand years."

"What?!" Situ Bing coughed violently. Ten thousand years?"

"Yes, yes, it's not long. I will wait for a thousand years and love you for ten thousand years. So in order to show that you have perseverance, it's worth waiting for 10,000 years.

Situ Bing threw out a mouthful of blood with a "pump".

"Brother, spit blood slowly." Ding Yi stopped him. I have good news for you.

"What good news?"

"I calculated carefully that three million days are not ten thousand years, only 8219.18 years."

Situ Bing shouted and wanted to continue to spit blood. He was pulled by Ding Yi again: "Slow down, wait, there is a better news for you."

"What...what...good...news?" Situ Bing is dying.

"The year 8219.18 I just said is not accurate. It's just a rounded number. The exact number of years should be: 8219.17808219178, which is less than the year 8219.18 I just mentioned. To be precise, it takes 0.700000000388172 days less, so you can wait for a shorter time.

Situ Bing vomited several liters of blood and fell to the ground, with his legs and feet struggling a few times.

Ding Yi quickly held him and sat up and said, "Brother Situ, are you all right?"

Situ Bing said weakly, "I'm almost... can't do it."

Ding Yi was secretly happy, but he suppressed his mood and pretended to be sad and said, "You won't die, you won't die." But there is always a death, either heavier than Mount Tai, or lighter than Hongmao. Even if you die, you will definitely die more than Hongmao. Oh, no, no, no, more than Mount Tai. Do you have anything important to entrust to me before you die?"

Situ Bing said intermittently, "You... want to know... what's the matter? I can... to tell...you."

It seems that people are about to die, and their words are also good. Although Ding Yi was ashamed that he used this trick to lure him to spit blood to death, he could immediately get the truth of the matter and couldn't help but feel nervous.

"I want to know who wants to hurt me." Ding Yi said.

"Really...do you want to...know...?"

"Really." Ding Yi is very sincere.

"Do you... really want to... know?"

"I really want to know, you can say it quickly." It seems that there is not much time for Situ Bing. The key is to get his words out as soon as possible. A little later, maybe he will die and report to the martyrs. If you ask him again at that time, it will be too late. Ding Yi began to worry.

"You want...you know...who wants to...frame you...it's not... difficult, but...but...but..."

Situ Bing was so weak that he couldn't go on with breath.

Ding Yi's last few words to him were puzzled. Eggs and balls? What kind of balls?" Is there any mystery hidden in these eggs?

"But...but...but..." Finally, Situ Bing said the word completely.

"Damn it, I thought it was some kind of egg, but it turned out to be 'but'." Ding Yi almost laughed out loud. Situ Bing turned around like this. It seems that he still has a request and listen to what he said. So Ding Yi asked, "But what is it?"

As expected, Situ Bing said, "But you have to... agree to my... request."

"What are the requirements?"

Situ Bing became serious. It's very...simple, just...give me...30,000 yuan."

Ding Yi almost punched him in the face.

"I'm willing to give you 30,000 yuan, and it takes so much trouble to induce you to vomit blood to death? I'm a star, I'm on my hair." Ding Yi was so angry that he almost said what he thought. Fortunately, he restrained his endless emotions that were about to erupt in time.

Situ Bing suddenly became energetic, which was very different from the dying image just now. He wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, stood up and said coldly, "Ding Yi, do you think it will work for you to use this trick to induce your opponent to spit blood and die against me?"

Ding Yiqiang smiled and said, "No, what's the matter? How can I mean that? Who said I wanted you to vomit blood and die?"

"Is this a writing routine or a very vulgar writing routine? Do you think I don't know? Isn't that how Liu Guan vomited blood and died?"

Ding Yi was almost speechless. However, fortunately, he turned his mind quickly and found a reason to prevaricate: "That's because the author is not satisfied with Liu Guan and deliberately wrote him to death, which has nothing to do with me. Besides, the author and you have no grudges. How can they write you to death? You are over-hearted."