Chapter 142

Zhou Anbin didn't expect that just after two left, so many people came again, but since they were here to send money, he naturally wouldn't refuse.

And growing up, in Tanghezi, really not many people looked down on him. Now whoever sees him has to be polite.

Before, one "Big Binzi" after another, now asking him for help, calling him "General Manager Zhou" one after another, the heart is not to mention how beautiful it is.

"Everyone is a fellow villager, looking down and not seeing up. No matter how much money, I will definitely handle the matter for you. Let the children come to find me tomorrow morning, go to the factory together."

"Thank you, General Manager Zhou!"

"Thank you, General Manager Zhou!"

In the sound of thanks, people left. Zhou Anbin took a thick stack of money, threw it to Zhao Guifen very dashingly, and said triumphantly, "Mom, take this money, buy a big color TV tomorrow."

Zhao Guifen smiled and took the money, spat, spat on her fingers, and started counting money.

At first she refused, she didn't see the money, now she saw so much money, and she was still thinking, how good it would be if so many people came to find Zhou Anbin to arrange work every day.

"Squeak!" Zhou Anbin squeaked, took a sip of wine. "Mom, if anyone comes to find me to arrange work, agree to it, but the money can't be less."

Zhou Xiaode frowned. "Can your factory arrange so many people?"

Zhou Anbin picked up a dish, snorted and said, "Fire those who didn't pay, then you can arrange it."

"Seven..." Zhao Guifen's voice was a bit trembling. "Seven, son, we are rich."

Zhou Anbin said disdainfully, "This is just where, there will be many times when your son makes big money in the future."

Zhao Guifen picked up the wine, filled Zhou Anbin's wine glass, and her face was blooming with a smile. "My eldest son is really capable."

More than a dozen people walked out of Zhou Anbin's courtyard. The fat woman stopped at the gate of Zhou Andong's house, looked inside, and spat again.

"What's so great about it? Without you, Zhou Andong, my child can't find a job?"

"That is!" Another woman also spat, with a face full of jealousy. "Look at Zhou Anbin, also a big manager, people remember our fellow villager feelings, but Yuan Liying is good, doesn't give any face at all, the gap in being a person is so big."

"Go, go, go!" Another woman said. "Standing at her door, I feel unlucky."

"Mom, mom, mom!" Zhou Anbei ran into the room from outside. "I saw many people coming out of Uncle's house."

Zhou Xiaoxin was smoking with a quilt roll, looked at the eldest daughter cleaning the table, and then looked at Yuan Liying mending pants, sighed and said, "This afternoon, you could have talked to them harmoniously. Why did you drive them out and throw away the things? Isn't this offending everyone?"

"You know a fart!" Yuan Liying bit the thread with her teeth. "These people don't have any contact with us at all, don't even nod when they meet. Offend if you offend. If the neighbors who have a good relationship with me come tomorrow, what do you do? No matter how you refuse, you offend people."

Zhou Anqin took the bowls and chopsticks out, and then came in with a rag, wiping the table skillfully. "Dad, my mom did this to show others, let them not open their mouths, so as not to make everyone look bad."

Zhou Xiaoxin opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but after thinking about it, he swallowed the words back, shook his head slightly, and stopped talking.

Touyu Village Zhao family shop, boss Zhao Shui, over forty, thin figure, chin left a wisp of beard, sheepskin hat on his head, eyes not small, eyeballs protruding from the eye sockets, just like a toad becoming a spirit.

"Quick, quick, load those Jiangzhou Yugong wines onto the car and throw them away." Zhao Shuili rushed into the room like a wind.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Shuili's wife, Yang Congxiu was watching TV, glaring at Zhao Shuili dissatisfiedly.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Shuili's face was white. "Something big happened, Zhang Kuili called 120 for an ambulance at our house because he was poisoned by drinking Jiangzhou Yugong Wine bought at our house."

"What?" Yang Congxiu stood up from the chair fiercely. "Why poisoned?"

Zhao Shuili didn't care, hugged two boxes of Jiangzhou Yugong Wine and walked out. "Quick, hug the remaining two boxes out."

Yang Congxiu hurriedly hugged the remaining two boxes of wine and ran out, putting them on a donkey cart two miles away.

Zhao Shuili complained. "I said this wine can't be wanted, you are greedy for cheap, now something happened."

"What to do!" Yang Congxiu asked without a soul.

"What else can be done!" Zhao Shuili said. "Bite to death, this wine was imported from Jiangzhou Winery. If Zhang Kuili and the others come to find, let them go to the winery to find, it has nothing to do with us."

"Yes, yes, yes!" Yang Congxiu nodded fiercely. "Our wine was imported from Jiangzhou Winery. If there is a problem, of course, go to the winery."

This couple rode the donkey cart sneakily, threw the wine at the mass grave two miles away, returned, closed the door, and spent the night in fear.

The next morning, just as the sky was bright, the door was knocked, and the two people who were confused were suddenly awakened, turned over and sat up, and then heard the noisy shouting outside.

"Zhao Shuili, open the door!"

"Open the door!"

"Open the door quickly!"

Yang Congxiu's face turned white, she knew trouble was on her body.

Zhao Shuili comforted. "Don't be afraid, according to what was said last night, push it to Jiangzhou Winery. Anyway, our family has no money, if you want to blackmail money, go to Jiangzhou Winery."

The two put on their clothes, Zhao Shuili went to open the door first. "Coming, coming, what are you knocking for."

With a "creak," the door opened. Before seeing who was outside, the collar was grabbed, and then a great force came, and the body was pulled out uncontrollably.

"What are you doing, what are you doing, let go quickly." Zhao Shuili finally saw who was in front of him, it was Zhang Kuili.

Zhang Kuili was in the hospital all night, nine people, six of whom are still in a coma. If it was a little later last night, these six people would probably be at the crematorium by now. Especially on the day of his son's wedding, such a thing happened, how could he not be angry.

"Zhao Shuili, why are you so wicked, fellow villagers, actually selling fake wine to pit me?"

"Zhao Shuili, you bastard." The young man who didn't drink much last night went up and kicked. "Old man went to the hospital last night, washed my stomach, hung a drip, spent more than 100, you must compensate me."

"That is!" Others who drank wine last night but were not serious. "Must compensate us for the money, otherwise it won't end with you."

"Oh, don't hit the face, I fuck, why are you still hitting the face, ah... don't hit, everyone listen to me!" Zhao Shuili was punched by this one, kicked by that one, all over with footprints, and his face was also bruised.

"What's good to say, bastard." I don't know who, kicked Zhao Shuili again.

"Let him speak!" Zhang Kuili stopped the excited crowd, looked at Zhao Shuili and said, "Give you a chance, you speak."

Zhao Shuili climbed up from the ground, said with a face full of grievance. "The wine was really imported from Jiangzhou Winery. If there is a problem, what's the use of finding me? Let me compensate for the money, I can't take it out, you have to go to the winery."