Chapter 118: Squeeze Yi Zhonghai Dry, Make Him Repay Debt Monthly
In the alley.
Wan Ping'an turned around, smiling as he waited for the person tracking him.
"Did you discover me long ago?"
Fan Jinyou saw Wan Ping'an's sneer and understood instantly.
No wonder Wan Ping'an deliberately came to a remote alley; he was waiting for him to show himself.
"You're not stupid enough to not know; you guessed I discovered you, and you still dared to come?"
Wan Ping'an looked at him coldly.
"You're not a tiger, and you don't eat people, so why wouldn't I dare to come?"
"Surnamed Wan, making me kowtow to you, do you think you're very tough?"
"I'm telling you, you've gotten yourself into trouble, big trouble; I work at the neighborhood office and manage this area, you live in this area, right?"
"You're under my jurisdiction!"
"Do you believe I can play you to death?"
Thinking of kowtowing and calling him grandpa in public, Fan Jinyou's eyes turned red.
When had he ever lost such face?
When he knelt down, there were many guests in the small tavern, most of whom knew him, so this matter would definitely spread.
If it spread to the neighborhood office, he would become a joke in the eyes of his colleagues.
"I don't believe it!"
Wan Ping'an had watched "The Little Woman Under Zhengyang Gate"; Fan Jinyou wasn't an ordinary clerk, he was a functionary, in short, a small pawn.
He was a section chief of the Special Supply Section!
Even if there was no direct subordinate relationship, he wasn't someone Fan Jinyou could move against.
"You..."
Fan Jinyou was furious and was about to slap Wan Ping'an.
Wan Ping'an also raised his hand.
Striking first by striking later!
He struck Fan Jinyou's face first.
Slap!
Fan Jinyou fell down.
He was just an ordinary person.
Wan Ping'an had used gene potion and was a master of Baji Fist; they weren't on the same level, not even close!
There was no comparison!
Wan Ping'an hitting him gave him no sense of achievement; he was too weak.
It was like an elephant, while taking a walk, stepping on a little mouse; what sense of achievement could there be?
Stepping on a lion, a crocodile, or a leopard might give a sense of achievement!
"You..."
Fan Jinyou was dazed.
He fell to the ground, his head buzzing, his ears ringing, and he felt dizzy.
He never expected Wan Ping'an's slap to be so powerful.
"Listen, this slap is just a warning!"
"If you dare to provoke me again, it won't just be one tooth you lose!"
Wan Ping'an pointed at the tooth on the ground.
White mixed with red.
It was the one Fan Jinyou had just spat out.
Wan Ping'an left.
Fan Jinyou cried.
"Wuwuwu, is there such bullying?"
"Forcing me to kneel and call him grandpa, and even knocking out my tooth, wuwuwu, Mom, there's a bad person!"
Fan Jinyou broke down.
At this time.
In the small tavern.
Chen Xueru and Xu Huirong were whispering.
"Wan Ping'an has taken off; his golden rice yield is too high, and once promoted on a large scale, the higher-ups will definitely reward him for his meritorious service."
"I estimate he'll start as a section chief."
Xu Huirong's eyes were shining.
"Just a section chief?"
Chen Xueru frowned slightly.
"He was outside the system before and has no experience; giving him a very important position without experience might ruin things."
"Giving him a section chief position is an opportunity for him to accumulate experience!"
Xu Huirong knew very well.
Within any organization, to focus on cultivating someone, you can't let them reach the sky in one step; there are procedures to accumulate experience step by step.
Letting him reach the sky in one step would be harming him!
Sihe Academy.
Wan Ping'an returned to the Sihe Academy, finished lunch with Qin Huairu, and Qin Huairu went to the six-acre plot.
Wan Ping'an had handed over the management of the six acres to her.
She was full of drive!
Just after Qin Huairu left, Officer Little Song came to the Sihe Academy.
"Comrade Wan Ping'an, Yi Zhonghai wants to see you."
Officer Little Song looked at Wan Ping'an curiously.
What kind of person was this?
He captured three enemy spies with his bare hands without suffering any injury himself, even though the enemy spies had guns, grenades, and explosives, and were fully armed.
Even for them, when making an arrest, they had to carefully plan in advance, otherwise accidents could happen.
"Why does he want to see me?"
Wan Ping'an was a bit surprised.
"I don't know either!"
Officer Little Song shook his head.
Ping'an and Officer Little Song arrived at the police station together and met the deputy director.
"Comrade Wan, I have received instructions from my superiors to hand over the handling of Yi Zhonghai to you."
The deputy director personally received Wan Ping'an.
"What are the results of the investigation into Yi Zhonghai?"
"According to our investigation, he has some problems and has made some mistakes; if we pursue it to the end, he faces about three years of imprisonment."
"Three years?"
"Yes, Yi Zhonghai is actually very timid; he has the heart of a thief but not the guts, and doesn't dare to commit major mistakes!"
"Fine, I'll go see him!"
Wan Ping'an suddenly understood.
No wonder Yi Zhonghai hadn't committed any major crimes; it wasn't that he didn't want to, he just didn't have the guts!
Officer Little Song took Wan Ping'an to the reception room.
Seeing Yi Zhonghai, Wan Ping'an was stunned; was this really Yi Zhonghai?
His hair was messy, and it looked like some had been pulled out.
He looked haggard, as if he had aged more than ten years.
His expression was blank; he was miserable!
Seeing Wan Ping'an, Yi Zhonghai's eyes lit up immediately.
"Wan Ping'an, you've finally come to see me, wuwuwu!"
Yi Zhonghai cried.
Life inside was not for humans.
The first day he came in, he knelt by the toilet and hugged it all night.
The second day, he was stripped naked and had his testicles flicked; they were almost crushed.
The third day was slightly better; he had an empty bed to sleep on, but the bedding was all taken by the boss, and he was going to freeze to death at night.
He swore.
In this life, he would absolutely never come back.
He wouldn't come back even if he were beaten to death!
"Wan Ping'an, I was wrong, I'm sorry, I beg you to let me off, let me out!"
"As long as you let me out, I'll do anything!"
Yi Zhonghai, as a grown man, was crying with snot and tears.
"What can you offer?"
Wan Ping'an looked at Yi Zhonghai coldly.
Yi Zhonghai was too spineless; why was he so timid?
Why couldn't he summon the courage to commit a major crime?
Being locked up for only three years didn't mean much!
"I, I, I'll give you five hundred yuan!"
Yi Zhonghai held up five fingers.
"Yi Zhonghai, am I short of that bit of money?"
"I sell tomatoes, pumpkins, watermelons; aren't they all sky-high prices?"
"I'll give you one more chance; if your compensation still can't move me, I'll turn around and leave, and you can just wait to rot in prison!"
Wan Ping'an sneered.
Either squeeze Yi Zhonghai dry, or let him go to prison.
End of Chapter
