Siheyuan: coveting my wife, you still want to retire

Chapter 222 What kind of person is Xiaohua's father?

After these two days of fooling around, Cheng Jianjun and others completely believed in Li Xiangdong.

in the afternoon.

Cheng Jianjun and Xu Damao began to raise money.

In order to get more benefits, Yan Jiefang also mortgaged his house to the bank.

For this, he begged in a low voice for a long time before Cheng Jianjun and Xu Damao agreed.

Cheng Jianjun thought to himself, it is necessary for people like Yan Jiefang to stay by his side.

So, wouldn't it be better to give him some sweetness and make him work harder.

in the hotel room.

Li Xiangdong and Zhou Shufen have already celebrated happily.

"These bastards are waiting to die."

Li Xiangdong said with a smile.

"By the way, Xiangdong, did Han Chunming find Cheng Jianjun's porcelain manufacturing den?"

Zhou Shufen asked eagerly.

"When I was making porcelain yesterday, Han Chunming told me that I had found it, that kind of small workshop without any certificates." Li Xiangdong said excitedly, "When we collect the money tomorrow, let Han Chunming report them for illegal profits. , operating without a license."

"That's great, so that we can confiscate all the fake antiques they bought from you, so that they can't cheat people anymore."

Zhou Shufen said happily.

"Yes."

With that said, Li Xiangdong and Zhou Shufen clinked glasses of wine.

"It's a pity that all your hard work has been confiscated."

Zhou Shufen let out a long sigh.

"It doesn't matter. Even if you make it look like it, the fake is fake."

Li Xiangdong said optimistically.

He thought to himself that what Han Chunming said yesterday was correct, he had this skill.

It is completely possible to create your own porcelain, and there is no need to imitate this or that.

In order not to arouse the suspicion of Cheng Jianjun and others, Li Xiangdong and Zhou Shufen had to stay in the restaurant for one night.

On this last night.

Li Xiangdong and Zhou Shufen chatted everywhere.

"Master, the secret language you wrote to me before, you made it up, right?"

For a long time, Li Xiangdong wanted to ask him personally.

"Oh, there is indeed an element of making up that." Zhou Shufen smiled awkwardly, "But I can't blame me, my father taught me. Although he has done underground intelligence, his main job is to deliver letters. That three-legged cat's kung fu taught me."

"Let me tell you, it feels a bit messy. However, it really stumped me, and I also found someone to solve it."

Li Xiangdong scratched his head embarrassedly.

"really? Haha"

Zhou Shufen covered her mouth and chuckled.

I didn't expect Li Xiangdong to spend a lot of effort on making it up.

In fact, she hoped that Li Xiangdong would not decipher it.

Because, she originally wanted to leave him as far away as possible.

While chatting, Li Xiangdong thought of Xiao Hua.

After pondering for a while, he tentatively asked: "By the way, Master, what kind of person is Xiao Hua's father?"

Hearing this question, Zhou Shufen's heart skipped a beat, "Xiaohua's father, that me."

"Don't you know?"

Before Zhou Shufen could finish speaking, Li Xiangdong asked again.

"Of course. Know some."

Zhou Shufen faltered and said.

"Master, then you can talk about it."

Li Xiangdong clings to Zhou Shufen, with a hint of coquettishness in his tone.

Immediately afterwards, Zhou Shufen casually made up: "Oh! It's been a while, I can't remember."

Li Xiangdong heard, "Well, how did that Xiaohua's father die?"

"How did he die? I heard from the dean that he died under a curse." Zhou Shufen babbled nonsense without raising her head.

"Curse?" Li Xiangdong shook his head, "Who cursed? This is too feudal superstition. If it is really a curse, it is too pitiful."

"It's quite pitiful." Zhou Shufen said awkwardly.

After finishing speaking, the two of them did not speak again for a long time.

Suddenly, Li Xiangdong said lightly, "However, I think Xiaohua must miss her father very much."

Hearing this, Zhou Shufen nodded, but said nothing.

In fact, there is always a truth buried in Zhou Shufen's heart: Xiaohua is not Li Xiangdong's child, and has nothing to do with him.

She knew that Li Xiangdong's misunderstanding was because he was drunk one night many years ago, but in fact he just washed his alcohol-smelling clothes, and nothing else really happened.

however.

She couldn't explain why Li Xiangdong and Xiaohua's toes looked exactly the same, let alone why the man in the wallet looked exactly the same as Li Xiangdong.

She couldn't explain these things clearly, even at the level of future technology.

Therefore, it wasn't that she didn't want to explain to Li Xiangdong, but that explaining would only deepen his misunderstanding, so she always chose to avoid it.

Unless she really has to say something one day, she will try to explain it.

now.

Seeing that Master Mistress didn't seem to want to continue discussing this topic, Li Xiangdong didn't bring it up again.

Right now, he only expects Wagla to bring back the results of the DNA paternity test to himself sooner.

The second day, afternoon.

Cheng Jianjun and others gave the raised money to Li Xiangdong.

"Boss Li, we had a great time cooperating this time. I hope we can cooperate more often in the future."

Cheng Jianjun smiled and stretched out his hand.

"Yes, I also sincerely hope to cooperate with you often."

This time, Li Xiangdong shook hands with him.

After all, facing someone who is about to go to jail.

He also didn't want to be mean.

"I'll finish dealing with the matter here in two days, and I'm still waiting for Boss Li to take me to the international auction platform."

There was a lot of expectation on Cheng Jianjun's face.

"no problem."

After speaking, Li Xiangdong and Zhou Shufen left the hotel.

To be honest, seeing Cheng Jianjun's innocent appearance, Li Xiangdong couldn't help but continue to lie to this poor child.

soon.

Li Xiangdong and Zhou Shufen returned to the restaurant.

Immediately, Li Xiangdong wiped off all the makeup on his face.

"Brother Xiangdong, how are you doing? Did you succeed?"

Han Chunming asked eagerly.

"What do you think?"

Li Xiangdong lifted a heavy bag with both hands.

It goes without saying that it is filled with money.

"Brother Xiangdong, I really have you. Now, my marriage with Su Meng seems to be settled."

Han Chunming said excitedly.

"Look at your potential, hurry up and report Cheng Jianjun for illegally manufacturing porcelain."

Li Xiangdong urged.

"Okay, I'll go right now."

Then Han Chunming left the restaurant.

in the afternoon.

With the sound of sirens, two police cars came to the courtyard.

And this moment.

Xu Damao was happily drinking wine with Yan Jiefang.

"Brother Xu, if I follow you, I'm about to make a fortune. Come, I'll toast you a glass of wine."

At this time, Yan Jiefang picked up the wine and drank it down.

"Good job, I'll hang out with Brother Xu from now on, and I'll guarantee you hot and spicy food." Xu Damao drunkenly picked up an empty bottle, "Jingru, I'm out of wine, go and buy two bottles."

"Okay, I'll go buy it now."

Qin Jingru knew that her husband had made a lot of money recently, so she obeyed.

In response to a sentence, if a man has money, he will be tough when speaking.

As soon as he went out, the police stopped Qin Jingru and asked, "Xu Damao, are you at home?"

"Comrade policeman, why are you looking for him?"

Qin Jingru asked cautiously.

"He is suspected of producing and selling porcelain without a license."

said the policeman sternly.

Hearing the noise outside the house, Xu Damao came out crookedly, and asked unhappily: "Jingru, if you don't buy wine, which man are you chatting with?"

At the same time, Yan Jiefang also came out.

next second.

The police glanced at the photo in their hands, and immediately handcuffed Xu Damao and Yan Jiefang.

The sudden action made Xu Damao completely sober.

"Hey, comrade policeman, what are you doing?"

"I'm a good citizen who obeys the law."

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