Such a rich man Zhang Baotong 2016.3.18

One afternoon about three years ago, Zhao Jie's father suddenly came to the school to look for me. Seeing the old man's distressed and worried expression, I asked him what was wrong. He said that Zhao Jie was missing, could not be found, and had not been heard from for two years.

Zhao Jie turned out to be my apprentice when I was working in the railway station, and he was the same age and had a very good relationship. But later, I left the unit for the entrance examination, and Zhao Jie also left his job without pay and went to Weinan to open a bookstore to help his brother sell printed materials. We hadn't seen each other for almost 30 years, but we had met in the community a few years ago, and we had met twice since then.

As soon as I heard that he had been missing for more than two years, I was so surprised that I didn't say anything for a long time, so I asked him if he had called the police. He shook his head and said no. I asked why I didn't call the police?" he sighed, and said, "Let's look for it first." ”

I was puzzled by this, and I couldn't figure it out. But I think there must be something strange here.

One morning shortly after, a brand-new Mercedes sedan pulled up in front of the school, blocking just half of the school gate. Because our school is right in the community. The doorman was very angry, so he called me to the school gate and asked me what to do.

At this time, an old man who sent his children to school said, "This is the car of the eldest son of the old Zhao family in the hydropower section." "Of course I know that the old man is talking about Zhao Jie's brother Zhao Rui. In the past, I went to Zhao Jie's house with him, met his brother, and knew that he had contracted the small printing house that had closed down, printed books, workbooks and various learning materials for various primary and secondary schools, made a fortune, and bought a villa in the southern suburbs.

I asked the old man, "How do you know this is Zhao Rui's car?" The old man said, "Who in our community can afford such a car?" His parents live in the same door hole as me. He drove this car every time he came over. I said, "His brother and I are good friends." I heard that it is gone. The old man said, "It was his brother who beat him to death." When I heard this, I was shocked and felt incredible, so I said, "It can't be, brothers are like each other, how can this be?" The old man said, "I haven't listened to his father, I have been old colleagues with his father for decades." We used to live next to each other in the family area of the old railway on Erma Road, and I watched both of his brothers grow up. "I immediately remembered why Uncle Zhao refused to call the police, perhaps because he was afraid that if the police found out, his eldest son would have to be tortured and imprisoned.

Then, the old man told me that Zhao Rui had opened two or three printing factories in the southern suburbs, printed books and materials for schools, and also printed pirated books, and asked Zhao Jie to help sell them. However, the second child saw that the boss made a lot of profits from opening a factory, and he made little profit from selling books, so he also wanted to open a factory to print books. Therefore, he withheld the money for helping his brother sell books, about two or three hundred thousand, plus the money he had earned over the years, and also set up a printing house.

The eldest saw that the second child did not pay back the money he owed, and set up a factory, not only withheld his money, but also cut off a large part of his sales channel, so he forced his younger brother to pay back. But the younger brother had already used the money, so he said that he would pay it back after two or three years of earning it. But the eldest refused, so he sent a few people to drive over, beat the younger brother, and threatened that the younger brother must pay back the money within ten days, otherwise, he would be unkind to him. Ten days later, the eldest sent someone to ask for money from his younger brother. Since then, my brother has not been heard from.

Lao Zhao saw that the second son had not been heard from for two years, so he went to Weinan to find someone and found the daughter-in-law of the second family, but the second daughter-in-law also said that she didn't know, because they had been divorced for more than a year. He went to look for his granddaughter again, but her granddaughter was studying in another place and could not be contacted. At this moment, Lao Zhao suddenly received a thousand yuan from the second child from other places. Lao Zhao checked according to the address and found that the address on the remittance slip was a fake address. Lao Zhao thought that the second child's bookstore and factory were still there, and he couldn't leave the factory and bookstore there, so he suspected that the second child had the boss send someone to kill him. Therefore, people think that maybe the boss doesn't want the second child's life, or he wants to scare the second child and force him to pay back the money, but he misses.

As I was talking, I saw Zhao Rui hurriedly walking towards this side, so I turned my back and pretended not to see him. He was about to open the car door when the security director blocked him from leaving. Zhao Rui said, "I know the secretary of your school. "The security director came and asked me. At this time, Zhao Rui saw me, waved to me, and shouted, "Baotong, it's me." I am Zhao Jie's brother. "If I were to be polite to my friend's brother, I wouldn't have been able to forgive him for killing my best friend. So, I sank my face and said, "You can ask our security director about this." Then he turned around and went into the school gate.

About a year later, Zhao Jie's father passed away, a large wreath was placed in the community, and some people from the unit came to help handle the funeral. After that, when I went out for a walk every day after dinner, I saw an old woman in her last years feeding a group of homeless stray cats on the side of the road. A large group of cats were huddled around her and scrambling to eat.

Seeing this, I said to the old man, "Mother Zhao, why do you have to trouble so much every day?" The old man said, "Your Uncle Zhao is gone, I am alone at home, no one pays attention to me, I will find something to do for myself, let these cats accompany me." Then he said, "These cats know human nature, and when they see me, they run to me and bark around me." I said, "Isn't there a boss, who doesn't care about you?" said the old man, "he only comes once every two weeks, and when he comes in the afternoon, he has to ask me to cook for him, and when he is done eating, he goes to play cards, and when he finishes playing cards, he sleeps and goes away the next morning." ”

One week-long afternoon, I was watching someone play chess in front of the building. Someone said, "The white-eyed wolf is here again." So, everyone raised their heads and looked over there, and it turned out that Zhao Rui was driving over. Before he could get out of the car, a retired old man said, "This dog has come to look for his wife's property again." I said, "His father is gone, and his mother has no job, so what else is there for him to find?" The old man said, "His father finally saved 100,000 yuan, which was originally used to provide for their old family to care for the elderly, but as soon as his father died, the passbook was taken away by the eldest daughter-in-law, and said Mom, I will help you keep the money, so that his wife doesn't even have money to buy vegetables every day, and he only gives as much as he spends every month." You don't see his wife begging like a beggar all day long, and in the afternoon she goes to the market to pick up the rotten vegetables that people have thrown away. So I asked, "Now that all the money is gone, what else is there to find?" said the old man, "and the house, and he wants the old lady to live with them, and then sell it." However, the old lady did not want to live with them. ”

A middle-aged man next to him accosted and said, "This miscellaneous came to the mahjong parlor to play cards that night, and we were originally three missing one, but as soon as he came, he sat down at the card table of the three of us, and the three of us got up to leave, and finally the boss hurriedly called the three of us to another card table." He found three more people from outside the neighborhood to play cards with him. Then, the middle-aged man said, "Don't look at this miscellaneous family fortune, the door is slammed ruthlessly, the cigarettes smoked are all two or three yuan cigarettes, and the mobile phones we take are all lost and not used by us a long time ago." I asked, "Then why does he want so much money?" the middle-aged man said fiercely, "It's not that he is dead to be buried with him." Someone next to him said, "This kind of person might as well be strangled to death at birth." ”

Listening to everyone's discussions, I thought, as for how he lived, it was his own choice, but since he had so much money, why did he take away the money that his parents had saved for pension and medical treatment, and still think about selling the house where his parents lived? The most incomprehensible thing is that he can beat his own brother to death for the sake of money. Could it be that he only recognizes money in his life, not even his parents and brothers, and he really wants to live with money for the rest of his life?