Chapter 1005

Tea city.

Years ago, Chen Liang and Gu Hengbo came to her house for employment. With a big hand, he directly bought a three bedroom house with a total area of 150 square meters in the newly-built high-end community in Chacheng.

At that time, Gu Hengbo's mother, Zhou Siping, wept with joy. She was glad that her daughter met a lover and was luckier than her,

The wedding is getting closer and closer. The new home is decorated with lanterns. Due to etiquette and customs, Chen Liang can't meet Gu Hengbo before the wedding, so he can only stay in the hotel.

"Sister, it's nice of my brother-in-law."

Ouyang Qing, who lives in a spacious house, came from the bottom of his heart. The changes Chen Liang brought to their family are obvious and easy to see.

"Then you should study hard and try to be like your brother-in-law in the future, you know?"

Gu Hengbo's stepfather Ouyang Zhen has a long focus on Chinese. Looking at the red happy words posted on the doors and windows, his face is also full of smiles.

People are doing, the sky is watching.

He regarded Gu Hengbo as his own, and finally reaped a return. In the future, his uncle not only bought them a new home, but also specially set up a new store of more than 100 square meters for him.

He is very satisfied with this.

Zhou Siping secretly sat beside her and wiped her tears. She didn't know whether she was happy or whether she thought that her daughter would be married in a few days,

"Why are you crying? It's a happy day for our family. We should be happy."

Ouyang Zhenhua comforted.

He can understand his wife's mood.

How difficult it is for a woman to remarry with her daughter is difficult for outsiders to understand.

"Mom, I'm still your daughter."

Gu Hengbo hesitated for a moment. After all, he gently took his mother's hand.

Zhou Siping was stunned, seemed more excited, and burst into tears.

"Mom knows, mom knows, mom is happy for you."

The mother and daughter, who have a deep gap, have finally cleared up their old grudges.

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Human pessimism does not make sense.

Wen Dehua.

Over the past few days, Wen Bijie has been running around, exhausted.

In order to rescue Jiang Xin, she spent a lot of money to hire the most famous local lawyer, but she didn't know that after the other party knew the context, she was frightened by the obscenity of the hell angel, returned the money to Wen Bijie and terminated the employment relationship.

Jiang Xin, who is suspected of endangering public safety, will be tried in court next week, but no lawyer is willing to file a lawsuit for herself. Wen Bijie is worried.

What worries Wen Bijie most is that the police have no news about her kidnapped son until now. Lin Dakun has asked her to leave 15 million, but she just keeps trying to keep her waiting.

At night, Wen Bijie came to Lin Dakun's house again, crying: "Uncle Lin, it's been five days. I'm afraid of my son..."

Lin Dakun, sitting on the solid wood sand, picked up the tea cup, crossed his legs, took a sip of tea slowly and said slowly, "I've heard that your grandson is in Cruise's hand. You should also know who cruise is. If we force him to release people in the big circle, he may tear his face. When we fight and kill, the loss will be great."

"Uncle Lin... What do you mean?"

Wen Bijie asked anxiously.

"It's not interesting. Money can make the devil push the mill. When the head of the family speaks, you give another 10 million, and our big circle will come forward."

Lin Dakun made it clear that he took advantage of the fire.

Wen Bijie was speechless.

Another ten million.

Plus the $15 million given before, I'm afraid it's enough to redeem people with this money.

And Lin Dakun only made verbal promises and delayed from beginning to end. Isn't this playing her like a monkey?

What's more, she can't afford so much money.

"Uncle Lin, do you think it's ok? You return the money to me. You don't have to return it all. It's no trouble these days. Just return 12 million to me, and the remaining 3 million will be your labor fee. I'll take the money and go to the cruise Redeemer."

Even though she knew that she might have been cheated, Wen Bijie still dared not turn her face and lowered her voice, hoping to get the money back.

Old man Lin refused, pulled down his face and said, "what do you mean, don't believe me?"

Wen Bijie hurriedly explained: "Uncle Lin, I don't believe you. I want to take a chance on myself. If I can't, I'll find you again."

"Then we have nothing to say. I won't help you with this. Money... To tell you the truth, I can't return it. No one can ask for the money that has entered the big circle account."

Lin Dakun coaxed the cow, drank tea himself, and looked at Wen Bijie.

In fact, Wen Bijie gave him $15 million three times, of which $12 million had been deposited in his own account, and only $3 million was given to the top leaders.

The old thing used a big circle to scare Wen Bijie, just to steal the money.

Lai pangzi was constantly blackmailed by gangs in wendehua. Each blackmail was no less than one "sun", that is, 100 million Canadian dollars.

Boss Lai, who founded the largest smuggling group after the founding of the people's Republic of China, transferred overseas assets of no less than 10 billion yuan. He was stunned that he could not stay blackmailed and would rather go back to prison.

Gangster, it's really dark enough.

Wen Bijie had a deep understanding of this and asked Lin Dakun in pain: "Uncle Lin, we have known each other for several years. Don't you often say that it's not easy for Chinese people to take care of each other overseas? Why do you lie to me?"

"Pay attention to your words. I didn't lie to you. You should slander me again. Don't blame me for turning my face and not recognizing others."

Lin Dakun's face was gloomy. He seemed to eat wenbijie. He was strong and overbearing: "if you want to save your son, take another 10 million. There's no money. I'm sorry. We can't help in the big circle. Ah Mei, see off the guests."

Lin Dakun got up leisurely and walked to the study.

"You..."

Wen Bijie stood up angrily, shivering with anger.

"I don't want much money to avoid disaster. Lai fat man was almost drained in those years. If you are wordy again, I promise you will follow in the footsteps of Lai fat man."

Lin Dakun put down a cruel word.

Wen Bijie almost fainted with anger, but she was helpless. Her face was very white. She staggered out of Lin Dakun's house and stood on the roadside. Finally, she couldn't help crying.

A woman, in this foreign country, helpless, even if bullied, what can she do?

When Wen Bijie came home, she even wanted to die, but when she thought of her son, she wiped her face and forced herself to cheer up.

Desperate, she can only call her ex husband who has started a marriage again. She doesn't expect the other party to help, but just wants the other party to borrow money.

But men are best at turning their faces ruthlessly, not to mention that the other party has got a son. When she put down her dignity and made a phone call, as soon as she opened her mouth, her ex husband didn't even ask what had happened and said coldly that she had no money.

Wen Bijie was stuffy in her chest, endured humiliation and planned to pray, but she hung up the phone directly over there.

Under the continuous impact of stimulation and blow, Wen Bijie finally collapsed and cried on the sofa.

All the money was cheated by Lin Dakun, and her ex husband died. What should she do?