Chapter 058: I started to use my brain
It was discovered by a fisherman, who was unrecognizable, and was taken away by the police after calling the police, who later confirmed that it was the truck driver. Depending on the extent of the damage to the body and the extent of the area in which it was found, the initial determination of the time of death was seven to ten days.
That night, the truck rushed into the river, and the driver disappeared, and the salvage was fruitless. There is a theory that the driver was afraid of taking responsibility and fled back to his hometown, and Aaron's people also tracked him down and found that he did not go back after the accident.
"The person must have been killed by Ling Zhixu and then thrown into the sea. "Aaron's message.
"If he wanted to kill someone, wouldn't it be more reasonable to directly cause the illusion of drowning? Aaron, you follow this clue and continue to check to see if there are other people behind the scenes. β
"Yes, Master Yue!"
Ling Zhixu must have been involved in that car accident, but today's situation has shrouded the whole incident in a thick layer of mystery.
Donβt wait for prosperity to care for the things important to you!
At this time, the mobile phone rang, and when I looked at the number, it was Ling Zhiwei, which must be fine.
Yueyang connected, and Ling Zhiwei's eager voice came from the other end of the phone, "Yueyang, come to Shuyun Teahouse and bring another 50,000 yuan." β
"Fifty thousand, what do you want so much money for?" Yue Yang asked puzzled.
"Yes, the little money is not enough for me to eat a few meals! I can hear that Ling Zhiwei didn't answer the question, which means that there are still people over there, as always, bragging.
50,000 yuan is not much, not to mention that Ling Zhiwei also allows himself to use the office for free, you must know that if the office is rented out, it will cost 100,000 yuan a year.
For a friend, you can stick a knife in both ribs, not to mention a mere 50,000 yuan!
Yue Yang felt that he could give Ling Zhiwei this money, but he had to ask Ling Ruohan for leave.
The bedroom door is open, Ling Ruohan is painting oil paintings, the wind blows the wheat waves, and the people are more beautiful than the paintings.
"Looking at my paintings, I always feel like something is missing. Ling Ruohan didn't reply, frowning slightly and looking at the painting.
"It's okay to paint, it's just that the cloth is too tight, and there is not enough room left. Yue Yang said casually.
Ling Ruohan was thoughtful and wanted to loosen, but Yue Yang stopped, "It's a little late now, there will be wrinkles, but I like what you paint." β
Ling Ruohan pursed his lips and smiled, "You know what oil painting is, just talk nonsense here." By the way, what's the matter?"
"That, the third uncle is in Shuyun Teahouse, call me over. Yue Yang said tentatively.
"Tea?"
"Uh-huh, hey, hey. β
"This time?" Seeing Yue Yang's cheap smile, Ling Ruohan became even more suspicious, his face was also gloomy, and he said angrily: "You tell me the truth, is it that you two have made an appointment to do something unseemly?"
"No, it's just tea. β
"When you rush over, you're going to close the door, and then you're going to have a foot massage and health care? Yueyang, you are different from the third uncle, he has no family and no job, and he is a rich second generation, and he has time, energy, and money to spend, what can you learn from him, it is nothing more than to be a follower or stand guard and keep an eye on it, and mix up some small benefits! People can have no big ambitions, but they must not be without dignity, and they must not be happy to eat a little scraps from others?"
These words are really harsh, don't look at Ling Ruohan's usual dignified and generous, he launched a rush to pick out ugly words, and every word was heartfelt.
It's not surprising that the Kun Zang Bureau is also a fierce woman.
Heavy color and light friends are Yueyang's consistent code of conduct!
Yue Yang wanted to help Ling Zhiwei secretly, but now that his wife is suspicious and angry, she can't carry it for him anymore, so stick a knife in her ribs and go to the side!
"It's not as cold as you think. To tell you the truth, the third uncle asked me to send him 50,000 yuan. β
"Didn't the second uncle just give him 200,000 yuan, and he spent it so quickly?, then why don't you just say it, what can you do to help him?" Ling Ruohan was surprised.
"This kind of thing, you must be in a hurry when you know it, I'm not afraid of affecting you. I have some savings, so I'll borrow some from a friend and make it up for him first. β
"Rely on your income, when will you save enough 50,000. Forget it, take it from my card. Ling Ruohan waved his hand helplessly.
Yue Yang went downstairs at this time, changed his clothes and was about to walk out of the house, but found Ling Ruohan looking at him upstairs, and waved his hand: "Xiao Han, you sleep first, I'll be back soon." β
"Well, I'm sorry I misunderstood you. β
"It's okay, I scolded Ling Zhiwei and balanced my psychology. β
As he spoke, Yue Yang walked out of the living room, and Ling Ruohan couldn't hold back his laughter. If Yue Yang is powerful and powerful, maybe he can really subdue the third son of the Ling family.
When Yue Yang drove over, the teahouse was already empty, and he learned that Ling Zhiwei was chatting with the boss Fang Shuyun in the private room upstairs.
Led by the waiter, Yue Yang came to the private room.
The interior decoration is Jiangnan style, and this Fang Shuyun is just like the woman who came out of the painting, the modified version of the cheongsam in ink and color is not stunning, but the facial features are exquisite, especially the slightly pursed thin lips and raised chin, which always gives people a haughty temperament.
"Yueyang, you are here, what time is it? If I hadn't forgotten to bring my card, I wouldn't have waited here stupidly for a long time!" Ling Zhiwei pretended to be angry, and did not forget to put gold on his face.
Yue Yang was very disdainful, didn't he count how many children he had in his pocket? snorted: "If you forget my mobile phone number again, it will be called trouble." β
"Ahh Ling Zhiwei put his hand on Yueyang's shoulder, and whispered between his teeth: "Give face!"
"Yueyang? I remember, it's the new aunt of the Ling family, right? Hehe, Zhiwei, your generation is a bit messy. Fang Shuyun chuckled.
"I'm tired of waiting, I've forgotten it. Boss Fang, take out the baby. β
Ling Zhiwei urged hurriedly, which surprised Yue Yang. When he came, he was still thinking that Ling Zhiwei was over-consuming, but now that he looks at it, it is more like a collection.
The Prodigal Son Wants to Turn Back?
Fang Shuyun got up, took down a brocade box from the antique shelf in the room, and after opening it, Yue Yang saw a teapot inside.
"Boss Fang, can you let me take a look?" Yue Yang asked.
"Yes, tap it. The corners of Fang Shuyun's mouth raised, with a little warning, he couldn't afford to pay for it.
A clay pot with a birthday pattern, a green leaf pink peach at the lid and handle, and no bottom. Gently shaken, the inside clanged, and it turned out that there was a small metal ball inlaid at the spout. It is said that when the water is poured, the metal ball spins, and the sound is lowered, but the sound is more pleasant.
When Yueyang was young, he went south and north, and saw countless treasures, this workmanship is relatively rough, and it is by no means an official kiln.
"Third Uncle, do you want to buy this teapot?" asked Yue Yang.
"yes!"
"You don't seem to drink tea. β
"If you don't drink tea, you can't do a collection?" Ling Zhiwei tried his best to winkle, in fact, this kind of small action couldn't hide from Fang Shuyun.
Yueyang suddenly realized that Jiapin Auction House was going to be held next week, and Ling Zhiwei wanted to pour a teapot and make some money along the way. Being poor is really an inspirational phenomenon, and it can make swinger brother start to use his brain.
Although the teapot is in average condition, it is a real thing after all, and it can also be worth some money, Yue Yang of course supports Ling Zhiwei's behavior, and nodded: "Well, it's not bad, it should be okay to keep it for a drink." β
"Haha, I think so too. Boss Fang, write a receipt. Ling Zhiwei said with satisfaction.
"Okay. β
Fang Shuyun agreed with a smile, and after the dragon flew and the phoenix danced, he handed the receipt to Ling Zhiwei, and he was stunned when he saw it, "Boss Fang, what I said was 100,000, how did it become 200,000?"