A trace of confusion flashed across Ouyang Mengqi's face, and she stared at the old Taoist priest without saying a word.
I thought that my father must have a reason for asking this.
Seeing that the old Taoist priest was asking someone, the cunning old man lowered his guard and said, "There is no such person in our village."
The old Taoist priest shook his head and said nonsense: "To tell you the truth, I just came back from Hong Kong.
I haven't seen Wang Feng in sixty years.
He was my best friend in childhood.
I remember him."
My family lives in this Zhouzhuang Village, and he and I went to Sanhe Town Middle School.”
An old woman shook her head and said: "I have lived so long, and there is really no one named Wang in our village.
We all have the surname Zhou in Zhouzhuang Village, and there are very few people with surnames other than Zhou."
As she said that, she got up and walked into the village.
"Yeah, I haven't heard of it either.
I have to go back for dinner."
Another old man picked up the small stool and walked tremblingly towards home.
At this moment, the old Taoist priest discovered that there was something in the old man's trouser pocket.
There was a wad of hundred-dollar bills.
It looks like at least about 10,000 yuan.
The corners of the old Taoist priest's mouth turned up slightly, and a hint of joking flashed across his face.
He had guessed a little bit at this time.
An old man from the countryside actually had so much money sitting here chatting with others.
Is this showing off his wealth?
It seems so-called The Cultural Relics Bureau or other departments must have given a lot of benefits to the people in this village.
When the cunning old man heard that the old Taoist priest had returned from Hong Kong, a glint suddenly flashed in his eyes and his face was full of curiosity.
At this time, the old Taoist priest suddenly took out his phone and said: "Hey, yes, it's me.
I'm in the mainland now.
I just got off the plane three hours ago.
Why don't I call you 10 million?
I'll call you in a minute."
I’ll call you, don’t worry, it’s okay if this business goes bankrupt, I’ll give you another 10 million, um, godfather, I support you.”
After saying this, the old Taoist priest hung up the phone.
Ouyang Mengqi wanted to laugh at this time, but she still held it back.
"Meng Qi, my godson is bankrupt again.
Let me give him another ten million."
A hint of helplessness flashed across the old Taoist priest's face.
Seeing the cunning old man's mouth hanging open at this moment, he was already overjoyed.
Ouyang Mengqi was startled, but quickly cooperated: "I think your billions of assets will be lost to him sooner or later."
"Oh, who makes me have no son?
This time I plan to come back to Wang Feng, my best friend from my youth.
If he has a son, I will give his son 100 million."
As he said, the old Taoist priest took out a wallet from his pocket and just I saw that all of them were bank cards and hundred-dollar bills.
The cunning old man's face was filled with greed.
Suddenly, a bad idea came into his mind.
He sneered and said, "I wonder if you have Wang Feng's phone number or something?"
"No, if there was him, he would probably greet me at the entrance of the village.
I haven't seen him for sixty years, and I don't know if he has changed.
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I haven't contacted him for sixty years."
As he said this, the old Taoist priest's face was filled with emotion.
He said anxiously: "You really don't know Wang Feng" "I've heard of it, but I don't know if it's true."
The cunning old man said with a smile.
Suddenly, a hint of joking flashed across the face of the old Taoist priest, thinking to himself that people are really trying to make money and birds die for food.
This Wang Feng is just a name he made up, and coupled with his first-class acting skills, now the fish has taken the bait.
"It's true that you didn't lie to me."
The old Taoist priest grabbed the cunning old man's shoulders, his face full of excitement.
The cunning old man smiled and said: "It's just that he doesn't live here anymore.
He's in a village far away from here, and it's all on mountain roads.
How about I take you to find him tomorrow?
You can rest at my house tonight." ” The old Taoist priest nodded excitedly and said, "This is for you.
He took out a dozen hundred-dollar bills from his wallet and stuffed them into the cunning old man's hand."
The cunning old man suddenly pretended to be embarrassed and said: "This, how can this be so embarrassing?"
"It's a small amount of money, but I won't be happy if you don't accept it.
I'll stay at your house at night."
The old Taoist priest's face instantly became serious.
"Thank you very much."
The cunning old man took the money, with a flash of excitement on his face.
The old Taoist priest smiled and said: "If you help me find my friend Wang Feng tomorrow, I will give you another million."
As he said that, he took out a bank card and waved it in front of the cunning old man.
He is still a rich and generous man.
He only needs one million for someone.
If he gets this one million, his children and grandchildren will no longer have to farm, and he will also be a millionaire in the future.
But thinking of his bad idea, the cunning old man's heart I felt excited again.
If it works, I can get 100 million.
He said: "Then come to my house first."
The old Taoist priest nodded and turned to Ouyang Mengqi and said, "Go back to the hotel first.
The car is still parked on the road.
Drive back.
I'll call you then."
Ouyang Mengqi understood immediately, nodded, turned and walked out of the village.
"Hey, let's go."
The old Taoist priest said to the cunning old man: "I don't know your surname yet."
"My surname is Zhou.
My name is Zhou DaDa.
People call me Da Da."
"Oh, then I'll call you Mr.
Zhou."
The old Taoist priest wanted to laugh at this time.
Mr.
Zhou, that’s what rich people call him.
Zhou DaDa thought in his mind and responded: "I don't know what you always call me."
"In Hong Kong, people call me Boss Zhao.
You should call me that too."
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"Yeah, okay, let me tell you, Boss Zhao, if you rest at my house at night, if you hear something you shouldn't hear in the middle of the night, just pretend you didn't hear it."
"You shouldn't hear what you mean.
I usually sleep very hard at night."
A trace of humor flashed across the old Taoist priest's face.
He guessed correctly.
There was indeed something fishy hidden in this small village.
"It's nothing, it's nothing.
Just sleep as hard as you can.
Just sleep as hard as you can."
Zhou boldly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, thinking that he almost spilled the beans.
At this time, a green-faced woman in red stood on a camphor tree not far behind the old Taoist priest, and she was holding a pale-faced child.
Suddenly, the old Taoist priest seemed to feel something was wrong.
He suddenly turned his head and looked behind him.
Unfortunately, the two figures on the tree had disappeared.
It's resentment.
Are there resentful spirits haunting this village in broad daylight?
It seems that this time it is not easy.
"Boss Zhao, you will live in the backyard of my house later.
My old woman and that unsatisfactory son have never seen the world.
I'm afraid they will disturb you.
Then I will go to the backyard to buy you a few bucks myself.
Then we’ll have some drinks.”
"Okay, okay, I also like to be quiet."
The old Taoist priest smiled secretly in his heart, huh, this Zhou Dare is afraid of asking himself.
"If you like quiet, that's good, that's good."
Zhou DaDa's face was full of excitement.
He seemed to be taking the old Taoist priest on a detour, and they were all taking uninhabited paths.
In fact, he wanted to avoid the village. human gaze.
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