Of course, it's not over yet.

The Mr. Zheng in front of him is the vice president of "Hope Education Group".

Teachers, principals, contemporary educators!

To be able to make education a business, the wealth of entrepreneurs, the status of educators, and talents!

Tang Yi once again showed a smile to Mr. Zheng:

"By the way, there's one more thing. Aren't you an educator? How can you educate a driver like Luo? It is said that you beat and scolded Luo at that time, blaming him for not killing the victim, right? Do you think you should not be responsible in this matter?" he asked.

Mr. Zheng could only nod.

"Responsible...... Of course I'm in charge...... The woman who was hit has been lying in the hospital bed for more than a year, and all the medical expenses are paid by me...... By now, it has cost one or two million...... to say the least," he said, weeping.

"Have you been compensated for the medical expenses?" Anyway, you are so rich, why don't you add another 1 million compensation?" Tang Wei asked.

"Good...... 1 million! I ...... I'll arrange it right away, and I'll compensate ......," Mr. Zheng immediately agreed.

With the experience of the last time, of course, he did not dare to bargain.

"Promise so quickly? It seems that this 1 million is like an ordinary person spending 100 fast to you? Then you should pay more and lose 5 million. Tang Lu touched Mr. Zheng's head again.

"......" Mr. Zheng.

You don't play cards according to the routine!

"Good...... 5,000,000 ...... I'll give ...... Please...... You can let me go......" Mr. Zheng has the heart to die.

Tang Yi smiled.

Okay, that should be the case.

He got up, returned to the little God of Wealth, and crouched down.

"What do you want?" the little God of Wealth looked horrified.

Tang Lu stretched out his hand, unbuttoned his suit, and groped in his arms.

？？？

！！！

"What the hell do you want......? My little God of Wealth is not the kind of person you think!" The little God of Wealth's face was already distorted.

But Tang Yi just took out a wallet from the inner pocket of his suit and opened it, and inside was a stack of red Grandpa Mao.

"It's only 2,000, aren't you TOPSALE, aren't you a little God of Wealth, and you only have this amount of money on you?" Tang Lu counted the stack of banknotes and said angrily.

"Now is the era of mobile payment, it's all mobile phone payment, who will go out with so much cash?" said the little God of Wealth.

Then he reacted and asked sharply:

"You're ...... Are ......you trying to rob? You dare to rob my little God of Wealth?"

"I warn you, don't talk nonsense!" Tang Lu patted the little God of Wealth on the face with the stack of banknotes in his hand.

"5% of the business, I talked to you about 15%, then your commission has tripled? Shouldn't you share my points? I only take 2,000 yuan from you, it is already for the sake of your Yunlongtang's face, it is very cheap for you!" Tang Lu said as he stuffed the money into his pocket.

"You...... You ......" The little God of Wealth was already so angry that he couldn't speak.

"Let's go!" Tang Lu beckoned to the old boy.

Only then did Gu Confused Zai retract his chains, let go of Mr. Zheng, and retreated all the way to Tang Xi's side.

"You...... If you have a kind, leave your name!" Seeing that these two "rotten people" were leaving, the little God of Wealth couldn't help but shout and ask.

"Why should I tell you? I'm not stupid!" said Tang Tao.

"Then you just don't have a seed! dare not do it, you ...... You're not a man!" the little god of wealth was so angry that his face flushed.

"Ouch, I'm so grumpy! I don't want to change my name or sit on Brother Leopard, and I want to walk the rivers and lakes, relying on - Oops! Say it! Run!" Tang Lu showed a frightened expression and beckoned to the old boy beside him.

The two of them immediately fled from Mr. Zheng's villa.

The voice of the little God of Wealth came from behind:

"Hahaha...... Hahaha...... You're done...... Hahaha...... You big idiot, you're dead!"

............

Leave Mr. Zheng's 1808 building.

Tang Lu and Gu Chao Boy almost ran away from the "Mid-Levels Villa".

Climbing over the fence and riding a motorcycle, Tang Xuan breathed a sigh of relief.

The first time, it was inevitable that I was a little nervous......

Although he knew that with the presence of Yunlongtang's little God of Wealth, Zheng would probably not call the police, he was still worried that the other party would chase him out.

"Big brother, that person surnamed Zheng is so rich, lives in such a good single-family villa, and is not benevolent to the rich, why don't we rob the rich to help the poor?" asked the old boy.

"I'm from Youlong Hall, I'm here to complete the tasks assigned by the hall, and I'm not a robber or robber!" Tang Lu said very seriously.

"Big brother, then why are you robbing that little God of Wealth again?" asked the old boy.

"Rob your size! I have a colleague relationship with him, and my colleague helps my colleague do performance, and he voluntarily gave me the 2,000 yuan!" Tang Tao said.

"......" Crazy Boy.

"It's 10 o'clock, ......" Tang Lu took out the pink mobile phone that Gu Chao boy gave him, and it was still difficult to accept this bling-bling shape.

It's a pity that the 2,000 yuan I just "earned" can only buy a domestic mobile phone at most......

"Big brother, where are we going next?" asked Crazy Boy as he rode his motorcycle.

"I went to the 'Peach Blossom Community' surnamed Zheng and found his driver Luo. I'll finish this two-point task tonight!" Tang said.

"Okay!" Crazy Boy excitedly raced the motorcycle to 70 miles, and his mood was free.

............

An hour later, they arrived at their destination, the "Taoyuan Community" on the outskirts of Xincheng.

Generally speaking, suburbs are developed later than urban areas, so facilities should be a little more advanced.

But this Taoyuan community is obviously an exception, even older than the Gongfu New Village rented by Yang Wei.

After parking the motorcycle, Tang Lu and Troubled Boy entered the community.

Because Mr. Zheng only gave the address of a peach blossom community very roughly, telling them that the driver Luo had hidden in his father's house, but in the face of the more than 30 six-story old buildings in the community, which one is Luo's father's home?

"It's time for you to unleash the skills of 'uniting working people', go to the security guard on duty and ask. Tang Lu said to the old boy.

"Big brother, not this time!" Crazy Boy shook his head.

"Why not?" asked Tang Xuan.

"The 'Mid-Levels Villa' just now is a place where rich people live, so deep in the hearts of the security guards, there is a grudge against the residents inside. As long as they arouse their hatred of the rich, it is easy to find out the address of the surname Zheng.

But this is different, it is basically a slum, so deep down in the hearts of the security guards, they are sympathetic to the residents inside. Not to mention that it is a scumbag like Luo, even if it is a powder eater and a murderer, even if it is in the face of police interrogation, they will try their best to cover it up, let alone ask us. Crazy Boy said.

"What then?" asked Tang Xuan.

"Big brother, don't worry! I, Freeman, have been in the Yangtze River Gang for so long, but I am not a fool of nothing!"

So Tang Lu followed the old boy to the security room at the door - nominally as a supervisor, but actually wanted to learn.

"Uncle, let's smoke a cigarette!" Tricky Boy skillfully handed out a cigarette to the security guard on duty.

"Who are you, what's the matter at such a late hour?" asked the security guard on duty, an old man, a little wary.

"Uncle, my friend asked me to help him pay the property fee, surnamed Luo. You check to see how long he owes on the strata fees. Crazy Boy looked sincere.

"Oh oh oh - pay the property fee! Wait a minute, I'll see!" the uncle immediately came to his senses and took out a thick ledger from the drawer.

"Which unit does your friend live in?" asked the uncle.

"I don't know, he just asked me to come here to help him pay the property fee, and nothing else. As far as I know, this seems to be his father's home, and his father, of course, has the same surname as him, and his surname is Luo. Tricky Boy shrugged.

"What kind of friend are you, I asked you to pay the property fee, and I didn't even know which unit I lived in......" The uncle muttered, but he still carefully flipped through the ledger in his hand.

After all, in an old community like this, there are too many owners who are in arrears in property fees, and even if the security guards go door-to-door to collect them, they may not be able to receive them - of course, the uncle can't let go of those who take the initiative to pay the property fees.

So the uncle carefully flipped through the records in the book:

"I'll see...... Look at it...... The surname Luo......

Yes, there is a family surnamed Luo in Building 3 503, but it is an old woman who eats fasting and recites Buddha, and has no children and no daughters under her knees...... This old woman hasn't paid the property fee for 3 years, and she still believes in Buddhism...... Shouldn't this be......

Oh, there is, 11 buildings 201 is also surnamed Luo, and I owe 2 months of property fees...... But this family lives a young man and woman, most of whom have not even married, and the house is also rented...... In your uncle's time, they lived together illegally and would have to go to jail......! This is obviously not ......

I'll take a look at it...... Again, the owner of Building 404 of Building 14 is surnamed Luo, an old man in his seventies...... But their family doesn't owe property fees! His son came to pay the parking fee last week, and he is a driver who drives for the big boss...... This is not willing to give......

......”

After 10 minutes, the uncle finally flipped through the thick ledger and found 12 families surnamed Luo - 2 of them looked like these two young people who wanted to pay the property fee on their behalf.

It's a pity that when the uncle took off his reading glasses, the two young people in the duty room were gone.