Chapter 303

The next day, Chang Wen went to the bank to withdraw 200000 yuan in cash. He made a mark on the first banknote of each stack, signed his name on the last banknote, and then sent the banknote to Regal Garden Villa.

As soon as I entered the villa, I met my father-in-law Dou Dagui.

Dou Dagui looked at Chang Wen's backpack and asked, "what did you send to soymilk again?"

"Dad, soymilk called Dousha and said she wanted to eat cake. She bought Dousha for grandma and asked me to send it to her."

With that, Chang Wen quickly went upstairs.

Dou Dagui yelled: "son in law, what are you doing? Let me see what kind of cake it is. If it's delicious, buy one for me

Chang Wen turned his head and said, "Dad, I'll buy one for you tomorrow."

Changwen's voice was heard by dounai. She opened the bedroom door and said with a smile, "son in law, it seems that you have gained something."

Chang Wen went into the bedroom of soybean milk. He closed the door and said mysteriously, "grandma, yesterday I went to beg the boss and kowtowed him. The boss agreed to lend me 200000 yuan when he saw my pity."

Chang Wen took out 20 stacks of 100 yuan bills from his backpack and asked, "grandma, where are they?"

"It's still in that bag. I don't believe it. This time it can be changed."

Chang Wen said: "grandma, it's only 200000 yuan in total. It's a bit bluff to put it in that big bag. I think it's in my backpack. It's easy to carry it."

Soymilk opened the backpack, took out all the twenty stacks of cash, looked at them one by one, and muttered, "I have to check it carefully this time."

Chang Wen suggested: "grandma, I'll accompany you this time. If I carry this backpack, I don't believe it. Who can change it on my back?"

Soymilk nodded and said, "son-in-law, it's not too late. Let's go now."

Chang Wen put 200000 cash back in his backpack, picked up the bag, and went out with soymilk.

Dou Dagui looked at Chang Wen and douru and asked, "Mom, where are you going?"

"I want my son-in-law to send me to my friend's house. Some of our friends have made an appointment to sing together today."

Dou Dagui said, "Mom, the cake you asked Dousha to buy is not for you."

The confused color of soymilk's face.

Chang Wen said quickly, "grandma just said that she likes the cake she bought from Dousha, and her friends also like it. So, let's carry the cake back to grandma's friend's house."

Soya bean milk understands and smiles at Chang Wen.

A villa door, dounai asked: "son-in-law, just now your father-in-law asked you back what?"

"Yes, my father-in-law always likes to ask questions. I lied that Dousha bought you a cake in my backpack."

"Ha ha... I didn't expect that you are a coward. At the beginning, we all thought you were a coward. It seems that we are all blind."

"Grandma, I'm a loser."

Chang Wen drove the soymilk to the wonton stall on Shengli road.

Soymilk sitting in the car, to sell wonton sister-in-law said: "you call your son, let him come right away."

The wonton seller's sister-in-law took out her mobile phone and called her son. In less than half an hour, the hammer came by motorcycle.

Hammer is wearing a helmet, so Chang Wen can't see his face.

Soymilk said to the hammer, "you ride your motorcycle to lead the way. We'll go to your house."

The sister-in-law who bought wonton waved to her son and whispered a few words.

Hammer nodded, got on his motorcycle, led the way ahead and drove home.

Half an hour later, the car stopped in front of a shabby courtyard.

Soybean milk did not get off the car, said to Chang Wen: "you follow him home, let him count the money again, and then write a receipt."

Chang Wen got out of the car with his backpack on his back and followed the young man into the yard.

Chang Wen accosted: "your name is hammer. It's a good name."

"How do you know I'm called a hammer?"

"Your mother told me that."

The hammer took off the helmet, put it on the back seat of the motorcycle and said, "come in."

Inside, the hammer turns on the light.

Chang Wen took off his backpack, took out 20 stacks of 100 yuan bills from it and said, "this is 200000 yuan. If you click it, you can write me a receipt."

The hammer sat down on the stool and began to count. After counting for half an hour, he finally counted 200000 yuan.

He sighed and murmured, "I didn't expect that some money would be so tiring. Could those rich people hire some money?"

"Right?"

"That's right, 200000 yuan. This time, I finally got real money. Last time, I got 100 stacks of white paper. It's not so deceitful."

"Hammer, no one cheated you. That bag of money was changed. Now, the person who changed the bag has not been found out."

The hammer took out a crumpled piece of paper from the drawer and wrote on it: received 200000.

"Hammer, sign your name and press your fingerprints."

The hammer signed his name, pressed his fingerprint, and handed the receipt to Chang Wen.

Chang Wen looked at the receipt and asked, "how many years have you been reading?"

"Three years."

"Why did you read only three years?"

"My family has no money, and I can't read it. It's enough to read it for three years. As long as I can write my own name, I can also understand the names of shops on the street, and the names of bus stops on the bus stop board. That's enough."

"Enough, enough indeed. Hammer, I ask you: How did your father die? "

"My father stole other people's grain at night, and was found. They let two dogs chase my father. My father ran desperately, fell off the cliff, broke his head, and died on the spot."

Chang Wen sighed and asked, "do you know what 200000 yuan is for?"

The hammer shook his head and said, "my mother told me to take the money, and then..."

The hammer said half a word, and then swallowed the words behind him. He said, "why do you ask these questions? My mother said, "I can't tell anyone about the money."

Chang Wen didn't go on asking. He looked up at the room. There were only two beds, a table and several benches in the room. It was really a house in vain.

Chang Wen went out of the yard and got into a taxi. He handed the receipt to douru.

Dounai looked at the receipt carefully and muttered: "it's written like a dog crawling. Douye is so sad that he gave birth to such a stupid son. Fortunately douye died. Otherwise, seeing his son so bear, I'm afraid he'll get into a mouse hole."

Chang Wen saw a head in the corner of the wall from the rearview mirror. He recognized that the man was a thin monkey.

Chang Wengang drove his car out of the alley and found a man in a straw hat sitting at the entrance of the alley. Judging from his figure, he should be a Hercules.

Wang Xiaoman has laid a net here, waiting for the backstage manipulator to take the bait.