Chapter 117: Disaster to the Pond Fish

The truck's headlights shone on the metal railings on both sides of the road, reflecting a pale metallic glow. In the area illuminated by the headlights, you can see strings of rain lines, as if they were countless strings of crystal silver pearls.

"Many newspapers and newspapers have reported on this incident, and there have been some scattered news on the Internet. Sooner or later, they will be arrested and put in prison, today and tomorrow, if nothing else. Zhuang Zhaoyang frowned and said worriedly.

The bearded head in the back seat moved. The truck driver's story seemed to have finally piqued his interest, and he slowly turned his face, picked up his yellow backpack again, and asked, "The two of them were arrested, and it has nothing to do with you?"

Zhuang Zhaoyang stared at the road ahead, drove the car intently, and said without looking back: "Do you know what is the most important thing in this society? Money is the most important." Don't talk about money like dung, it's all kids' stuff. My daughter attends a key primary school, and she has to pay a lot of tuition every year, plus her hobbies, almost all of the money I earned that year. Although my salary is high, I don't actually have much savings. It doesn't matter if she goes to prison, what matters is that the embezzled funds are recovered. If she can't take it, she'll have to get it from me. That's what I've been worried about. ”

"She's him, you're you, why do you need to pay back the money she owes?"

Zhuang Zhaoyang snorted coldly and said, "It's true that the law on the official document stipulates this, but that's just for the public. How many companies are going to think that, and if they owe money, they're going to chase you to death. They've caught you and they're going to do everything they can to get money out of you. If it is only a figure of hundreds of thousands, I will first take out a loan, and then drive a truck for a few years, and I can still afford to pay it back with a few years of frugality, but it is close to 100 million, and I am just busy all my life, working 24 hours a day, and I can't plug this astronomical hole. ”

"What about the misappropriated money?" asked the bearded man.

"It's long gone. According to the two of them, it is to enjoy when it is time to enjoy. Gambling, drug abuse, lottery, jumping, how many tricks do the two of them play every day? One day, when I opened the closet, I found several bags of erotic underwear underneath, which had not yet been opened. Although I don't know much about fashion, I can recognize it as an expensive brand that is definitely not cheap. I asked her where the money came from, and she didn't answer, but said that I had no mood and didn't understand the amorous feelings. ”

"I was so angry that my mouth was crooked, and I wanted to kick her a few times. But I didn't hit her. Her expression was still the same as that of wood, and she didn't look like she wanted to anger you at all. I'm already deflated, I don't have anything to do with her. ”

"She and her pretty boy in her sixties went everywhere, and there was no place she hadn't been to, and you had to ask her name in any hotel, and the other party would keep it or oh and point out who she was. No way, she's a rich man, and it's always impressive to spend money like this. ”

"They also like to tip. The two of them were nestled in a tavern, watching live channels on TV. As soon as a certain broadcaster makes them laugh, a large bounty will be spilled out like water. So they are also celebrities in the live broadcast circle, and the anchors of major platforms also know them, and as soon as they see their IDs entering the live broadcast room, they begin to frantically curry favor. In order to please the two, a broadcaster drank ten bottles of liquor in one go. It was a genuine pure liquor, and the broadcaster didn't react at first, but in less than three minutes, he suddenly fell to the ground and never woke up again. ”

"In their opinion, money is the same as paper that wipes their butts, there is no difference. They feel that money is inexhaustible and inexhaustible, when in reality it is not. Just the other day, when they wanted to have a drink in the bar, they checked their cards and wallets and found that there were not many banknotes left. ”

"I had no money, and the matter was about to be revealed, so she came to tell me. But what's even worse is that she tried to put all these faults on me. She said I didn't understand the amorous feelings, but that shouldn't be an excuse for her indulgence. I run on the road more than 300 days a year, and I can't be romantic even if I want to. ”

Xiong Chou took out a business card from his pocket and played with it over and over again. He interjected and asked, "Does your daughter know about these things?"

"Her life hasn't started yet, how can I let her know these things. Although the relationship between the two of us has come to an end, this little tacit understanding is still there. She fooled around with the old man and avoided her daughter's eyes. I can't think of any good way to do it in the future. When I went back this time, I was going to run away with my daughter. I knew it was the next step, but I had no other choice. ”

Xiong Chou said: "Since this is the only way, it is the best way. ”

Zhuang Zhaoyang didn't notice what the card in Xiong Chou's hand was, he was already immersed in talking. "When the money is spent like flowing water, the public funds that have been naturally embezzled do not exist. Such a huge sum of money weighed on me, and if I didn't run away, I would be crushed to death. From now on, our father and daughter will embark on the road of escape, and just thinking about it makes me feel uncomfortable and frightened. I'm afraid that the driver of this truck will not be able to do it, and my superior leader has already talked to me. It's too big for him to protect me. The earthworm scar on his neck twitched, and he seemed to feel sorry for his master.

There is neither financial resources nor a fixed residence, and there are people behind who want to catch them, just thinking about it, Zhuang Zhaoyang felt the cold in his heart rising up. His tired sleepiness was no longer there because he was talking, and his eyes were full of worry as he looked at the road ahead.

On the right-hand side of the road, a small two-story building appeared, and the red marquee handwriting was the promotion of all kinds of snacks. Next to the commissary is a gas station, which is obviously where the long-distance drivers rest.

Zhuang Zhaoyang slowed down, made a right turn, and slowly drove into the gas station.

On the opposite side of the gas station is the men's and women's toilets, on one side of which is a small red figure with her skirt and legs together, and on the other side is a small blue figure standing straight with her legs spread apart. These two little icons tell almost all the stories of the human race.

Zhuang Zhaoyang spoke with a dry mouth, but he had the urge to urinate. He wanted to relax, but was a little worried about the homeless people in the car. There were nothing precious in the car, and there was a gift for his daughter in front, which was not worth a few dollars. The back seat is also some toiletries, which can be bought anywhere. As for the things in the car, they have been firmly locked, and they are all big guys, and the homeless man just wants to take them, but I'm afraid they can't take them.

The only thing that worries him is that the wallet under the driver's seat contains a lot of documents, bank cards and other information. If you lose it, it's a little difficult to do.

He wanted the homeless to go to the toilet with him. But there is something wrong, in case he doesn't want to go, and you want him to go, isn't this a disguised way to tell him, I'm worried that you are a thief?

He thought about it, and felt that there was no big problem, the card was lost, and he could get another one out of the bank, and if he lost his driver's license, he could get it again at the vehicle management department, which was just a bit troublesome. And looking at his honest appearance, I'm afraid that the idea of "stealing" has never even appeared.

"Do you want to go to the toilet?" Zhuang Zhaoyang turned around and asked the passengers in the back.

Xiong Chou opened his confused eyes and shook his head slightly.

Zhuang Zhaoyang understood what he meant, so he didn't ask anymore, and went to the public toilet opposite without looking back, leaving Xiong Chou alone in the car.

After finishing things quickly, when Zhuang Zhaoyang returned to the car, he didn't see the homeless man. Thinking about it now, he thinks that this homeless man is quite stylish, although he is a little silly, but his whole body is full of masculinity. But on second thought, is he really stupid? He just didn't want to speak.

Zhuang Zhaoyang looked around, and even went back to the toilet, but he didn't see the yellow figure. It seems that he really left. He got back into the car and checked it out a little. The daughter's toy gun and teddy bear have not been moved, and the toiletries in the back are still there. The carriage is still locked and there is no sign of being picked.

The wallet was tampered with, and it was obvious that someone had turned it over. Bank cards, identification, driver's licenses, these important things are all there. Zhuang Zhaoyang looked at it for a long time, but he didn't notice what was missing, until he saw the big keychain in the back compartment, and then he realized what was missing.

There are two sets of keys in the wallet, one for the family and one for the van. The keys to the house are missing.

There is no doubt that the lost set of keys was taken by the homeless. Didn't he look down on these things in the car, and went straight to his home? His money was stored in these bank cards, and there was no cash at home, so he couldn't find anything of value when he went.

Maybe the homeless man was just looking for something memorable. Zhuang Zhaoyang thought so, bought some snacks and other things in the commissary, and then got back on the road. When he turned, he looked at the ramps on both sides to see if there was still a yellow figure standing with a yellow bag on his back.

There was no one under the ramp, and it was empty except for the continuous autumn rain. The homeless man has gone nowhere.

Zhuang Zhaoyang shook his head and raised the car to a medium speed. For some reason, he seemed to have a faint memory of birdsong in his mind.