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Chapter 26
“Director Shi, if we continue to do this, this kid might not be able to survive. If he dies on the farm, we will completely offend Lu Desheng.”
Shi Jinghong’s military advisor came over and whispered.
Liu Hongbo was lying on the ground dying. He was taken directly from the hospital to the farm. The wound on his anus had not yet healed, but it split on the way. He was bleeding all the way. People who didn’t know would think he had a miscarriage.
After arriving at the farm, Shi Jinghong tried all the ways that the Cutting Tail Society used to torture people on him one by one. It took nearly two hours. It was because his men were concerned about Lu Desheng that they didn’t do it too hard, otherwise Liu Hongbo would have died long ago.
“Would I be afraid of Lu Desheng?”
Shi Jinghong shouted with his neck stiff, looking very unconvinced.
“You have the third brother to protect you, so of course you don’t need to be afraid. What I mean is that it’s not worth it for the third brother to waste time for a small figure like Liu Hongbo. The third brother wants to do great things for you. Don’t you think so?”
The military advisor carefully considered his words. Shi Jinghong was ambitious, moody, greedy, and brave but not wise, but the biggest advantage of this guy was that he was easy to control.
He had no background and no backing. Over the years, he relied on giving advice to Shi Jinghong to get along like a fish in water, and his family also lived a good life. He wanted Shi Jinghong to be the director more than anyone else.
Zheng Aidang was not as easy to fool as Shi Jinghong.
Shi Jinghong thought about it and felt that it made sense. Liu Hongbo was such a small figure, it was really not worth the third brother to come forward. Forget it, let this kid live a cheap life!
“Lock up this stinky hooligan, arrange for him to do the hardest work tomorrow, and reform him well!”
Shi Jinghong explained in a stern voice, and the farm manager responded timidly, complaining in his heart.
Liu Hongbo is the grandson of Commander Lu. How can he afford to offend a small farm leader!
It’s really a fight between gods, and the little devil suffers. Alas!
After Shi Jinghong and his gang left, the farm leader sent someone to send Liu Hongbo to the infirmary. After the wound was treated, he was arranged to rest. He also said some good words in front of Liu Hongbo, meaning that he had no choice but to ask Liu Hongbo not to hate him.
Liu Hongbo was already in a state of confusion due to the pain. Since he was stabbed in the anus in the restaurant that day, his life has become dark and he has not lived like a human being for a single day.
What made him most sad was that his biological mother actually pushed him out to take the blame for his eldest sister.
Shi Jinghong originally arrested his eldest sister, who had nothing to do with him, but he was stabbed by the person he loved most. Liu Hongbo’s heart was broken. His mood was very complicated now, with hatred, resentment and pain, but no love.
If Ruan Qiqi was in front of him, he would definitely give him a nickname – Niu Hulu Hongbo.
Shi Jinghong returned to the city from the farm with great pride. He did not go back to the office building, but asked the driver to drive directly home.
The lights were on at home, which looked particularly warm at night. Shi Jinghong got off the car in a particularly good mood. He wanted to tell his son about Liu Hongbo’s miserable situation and make his son happy.
“I’m back. How is Xiaojun?”
Shi Jinghong asked loudly while changing his shoes at the door.
Usually at this time, his wife would watch TV on the first floor and knit a sweater.
“Are you deaf? Didn’t you hear me asking you?”
Shi Jinghong asked twice, but did not get a response from his wife. He suddenly became angry, did not change his shoes, and walked into the house with a dark face, but saw an empty living room. The food on the table was eaten cleanly, and the dishes were not put away.
He frowned. His wife loved cleanliness the most. She would clean up the dishes immediately after dinner and clean up the kitchen. The TV was gone, and a half-knitted sweater was placed on the sofa, but his wife was not there.
After all, he had worked for the Tail Cutting Society for many years, so Shi Jinghong immediately became alert. He picked up a shoulder pole from behind the door and went to the kitchen first.
No one was there.
Nothing was left.
Shi Jinghong blinked, thinking he was dazzled. It was as if bandits had come to the kitchen and even the pots were taken away. Not only were there a lot of bacon, fish, and sausages hanging on the wall, but not a single one was left.
Not to mention the rice, flour, and oil, even the salt jar was gone.
“Damn you! You gave birth to a son without a care. Someone died in your family and you need salt for salting, right…”
Shi Jinghong went upstairs, cursing, but still no one was there. He was also rummaged through his boxes and cabinets, and even his newly made woolen coat was gone.
Damn!
Shi Jinghong cursed even more, but he was not panicked, because he didn’t care about the little things at home. The big head was in his treasure room!
At this time, he was particularly proud. Fortunately, he had foresight and hid most of his belongings, so that no one could find them.
Shi Jinghong searched the house, and was more ruthless than the bandits who entered the village. He even removed the door panels of his house, and his wife’s dowry box was missing. He had never seen such a poor thief.
After searching for a while and not finding anyone, Shi Jinghong felt a little uneasy, and then he heard someone shouting downstairs: “Director, something happened!”
It was his driver.
“Why are you shouting? Is the sky falling?”
Shi Jinghong went downstairs and shouted.
“Director, your wife and son were arrested by Director Zheng. They said that Xiaojun was a hooligan in the street, and the target of the hooliganism was your wife. In addition, your wife promoted feudal superstition in the street, and many people saw it.” The driver said in embarrassment.
He had just returned to the unit and heard such explosive news. He had not digested it all the way when he drove here. He understood every word, but why couldn’t he understand it when it was put into a sentence?
“Zheng Aidang, I hate you!”
Shi Jinghong shouted angrily, and the voice resounded through the sky. The driver was frightened and turned his head away in grievance.
Leaders always like to set fires themselves and not allow their subordinates to light lamps. It’s really unfair!
Shi Jinghong hurried back in a hurry and asked the driver to pick up other people. He was going to have a big fight with Zheng Aidang tonight. Damn it, they even dared to arrest his wife and son. He was impatient with his work!
Although he was furious, Shi Jinghong still calmed down and went back to the office to wait for people. He definitely couldn’t beat Zheng Aidang alone. He would wait until his men came together before doing it.
But.
Shi Jinghong saw the cut padlock, and his heart sank suddenly. He quickly opened the drawer, and his eyes suddenly went dark. The paintings and calligraphy disappeared, as well as the loose change and food coupons he had put there.
He suddenly thought of the treasure hiding place, and a strong sense of uneasiness surged in his heart, but he comforted himself that nothing would happen. Even his wife didn’t know about that place, and the thief would definitely not be able to find it.
But he still felt uneasy. If he didn’t see it with his own eyes, he might not be able to sleep well.
So, Shi Jinghong asked the driver to take him to the vicinity of the treasure hiding place. He even took a detour on purpose, just in case someone knew about it. Then he ran to the house panting, and saw the intact lock on the gate, and couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.
He knew everything was fine.
Now that he was here, Shi Jinghong was going to see the treasure before leaving. He opened the door, entered the house, and turned on the light, and then he saw the empty living room, without even a stool left.
The style of stealing things was exactly the same as the bandits who robbed his house. They must be the same group of people.
Shi Jinghong went to the basement in a panic. He still held a glimmer of luck, maybe the thief didn’t find it, or maybe the thief took so many things in the living room and left.
However, after seeing the empty basement, his heart was completely dead.
His body shook a few times, and he had to hold on to the wall to avoid falling.
Shi Jinghong bit his tongue hard, and he became much more sober. He breathed heavily, and his heart was broken. So many treasures were gone, and he had worked hard for several years!
Suddenly, he thought of something and broke out in a sweat.
The little notebook!
It’s okay that the treasure is lost, but the key is that little notebook. If someone gets it, it can cost him his life!
“Who is it? Which bastard did it? I will never forgive you!”
Shi Jinghong’s angry cry echoed in the basement.
The culprit, Ruan Qiqi, went back to the compound with Lu Ye. This time she didn’t get mad. She was very nice and brought a gift to Lu Desheng, a Conkering gold pen, which she got from Shi Jinghong.
Shi Jinghong must have snatched it from someone else. This kind of gold pen was made in the Republic of China and has been discontinued.
Kang Keling Gold Pen
“Uncle Lu, I was ignorant and offended you a few days ago. This gold pen is my apology to you. You must accept it. If you don’t accept it, it means you are still blaming me. I will feel very uncomfortable. I can’t eat or sleep at night. I would rather die than live…”
Ruan Qiqi handed over the gold pen which was about 70% new with both hands respectfully. Her words were very pleasant to the ears, but a little too long-winded. Lu Desheng didn’t want to accept it, but she was so annoying that he had to interrupt her.
“Don’t say anything. I’ll take it.”
Lu Desheng took the pen. He thought it was just an ordinary pen, worth only two or three yuan at most, so it would be okay to take it.
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