Chapter 165

rpses.">Auntie Hong also looked at the coffin and nodded, clearly agreeing with the big boss's opinion.This pitch-black, somber wooden coffin had five bronze coffin nails. Third Brother counted them t..."Are you serious Is the boss really there What's his name"

"I wouldn't lie to you, right The other day, the boss treated everyone to a fancy dinner and wanted some fresh king crab. My uncle sent me over with the crabs. I even saw the boss's driver there!"

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Then, Dou Zai said that since I told you such important information, you should also tell me what's going on with your side, right

After much deliberation, I chose to believe Douya and told him the whole story.

All the bean sprouts were dumbfounded. He kept slapping his own face and saying, "Holy crap, Yunfeng, you said you put those two large wooden boxes on the fishing boat, and they're all filled with antiques! Are you grave robbers!"

I smiled wryly and nodded.

"Also, you said that someone named Chen Hong stabbed your boss and then disappeared with a 5.5 million cash check, right Now your boss is in the hospital, and you're short over 20,000 yuan, isn't that right"

"Yeah, Yázi, right now I don't know what to do either."

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"Is that anything special Just wait."

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He crouched under the bed and rummaged for a few minutes, pulling out a locked metal box.

Using the key to open the iron box, inside was neatly packed with a pile of cash, at first glance, there were tens of thousands.

"Dou Zai touched the iron box and said sadly, "This is borrowed from you, Yunfeng. When you have money, you must pay me back. I've been saving for two and a half years, and even my uncle doesn't know about it."

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Looking at the neatly arranged banknotes in the iron box, I couldn't help but feel touched. Although we had only known each other for a few days, he was willing to give me all the money he had earned by working hard at sea....... There were also five and ten dollar bills in the box...

There are 27,650 pieces.

I remembered Dòuzhā's goodness and vowed to repay him tenfold when I have money in the future.

Today you lend me 20,000, later I will return you 200,000.

Before leaving, Douzi slipped me a piece of paper with an address written on it.

Local Street Qingyuan Garden Building 11.

Doubger said that the boss of Hongxing Fishery might still be around. He could only tell me the address because it was inconvenient for him to take me there due to his uncle's connections.

person.

I went to the hospital first to pay, and before my head was clear, the doctor said that my age wasn't young anymore, this injury was very serious, and whether I could wake up depended on a bit of luck.

I can only pray that he wakes up soon and makes a full recovery.

Hong Kong is known for its expensive real estate, and Ching Yuen Garden is a rare standalone villa complex. It's home to celebrities and wealthy individuals. The high-end community has strict security, and at first, I wasn't successful in getting in.

Then I came up with a solution.

There was a garbage truck, I gave the driver one hundred yuan. The driver lied to the security guard saying that I was new here for work, and so, I followed the garbage truck into Qingyuan Garden.

A 11-unit villa with a large iron gate was closed. The lawn in the yard was neatly trimmed, and the owner had built a luxurious dog house on the lawn. Two black dogs with shiny fur were napping on the lawn.

In a moment, the door opened and a pretty girl of seventeen or eighteen came out carrying a bowl of rice.

The girl had fair skin, a ponytail, and wore designer clothes. As soon as she stepped onto the lawn, two large dogs barked incessantly.

The girl took a bite of meat, spat out the bone and said: "What are you calling for Didn't I just feed you all Are you still eating You'll become pigs!"

"Xuan Xuan, stop feeding it," said a middle-aged man as he walked out of the villa.

This man is wearing a black suit and has a crew cut, looking very energetic. There's a scar about an inch above his left eye, and he's probably in his early forties.

"Dad, you're nagging me again!" the girl retorted. "I just want to feed him!"e wooden boxes will be revealed underneath.The nails we hammered into the wooden crate are still intact.The landlady of the guesthouse is a woman in her fifties. Because she often receives tourists fr...