Rural Shennong

Lei Jialan pushed Chen Ping violently, picked up his coat and quickly put it on, wiped his mouth in a panic, then went to the door and opened it: "What's the matter?"

The security guard who came to knock on the door replied: "Captain, we caught a man who was violent in the street."

"Victims are also brought in, their situation is a bit special, we don't know how to deal with it."

Lei Jialan said indifferently: "Bring me to have a look!"

A moment later, two security guards escorted Ai Dacheng into Lei Jialan's office.

Ai Dacheng is in his 40s, with a fierce look on his face, wearing handcuffs and not showing any signs of cowardice.

After entering the room, he sat down on the sofa carelessly, and turned to look at Chen Ping.

Then he took out a cigarette from his pocket and raised his legs in a very arrogant manner.

Before Ai Dacheng lit his cigarette, Chen Ping slapped his cigarette and lighter away: "This is not your home!"

"Damn it!" Ai Dacheng didn't expect Chen Ping to dare to make a move, and suddenly aroused his violent temper, stood up and kicked Chen Ping.

Both Lei Jialan and the security guard were stunned, they didn't expect this person to be so rampant.

"Oh!"

After a muffled sound, the few people around did not see how Chen Ping made a move, so Ai Dacheng knelt down in front of Chen Ping with his belly in his arms.

Chen Ping grabbed his hair, and hit the coffee table with a "bang dang", which made him scream and his head was bleeding.

It was only at this time that several security officers realized that they were about to step forward to stop them.

Lei Jialan waved her hand and said, "You guys go out first, I'll take care of it."

The boss had already spoken, and the security guard had no choice but to go out and close the door.

Chen Ping threw Ai Dacheng aside with a cold expression.

Ai Dacheng raised his arm and wiped the blood on his face, and spit bloody spit: "Fuck, you're going to kill me!"

Lei Jialan took out his gun and pointed it at Ai Dacheng: "You dare to act wild here, believe it or not, I will kill you with one shot!"

She is just as obedient as a cat in front of Chen Ping, but she won't spoil others.

Facing the cold Lei Jialan and the black muzzle of the gun, Ai Dacheng hesitated: "I... I haven't committed any serious crimes, what are you doing?"

Lei Jialan snorted coldly: "Tell me your situation clearly, how did you get caught here."

Ai Dacheng pouted: "I just beat my wife up."

It turns out that Ai Dacheng is a junkie who eats, drinks, whores, gambles, and is full of five poisons.

He just finished fooling around with a few cronies yesterday, ran out of money in his pocket, and was detained in a nightclub.

So he called and asked his wife to pick him up with money.

Unexpectedly, her wife didn't bring enough money, and finally put her ID card in the nightclub to get him out.

Ai Dacheng felt that his wife had made him lose face, so he went out of the nightclub gate and beat up his wife violently in the street.

I happened to meet a security guard on patrol and arrested him.

It is reasonable to say that beating his wife is still unreasonable, and ordinary people must find it hard to talk about it.

But Ai Dacheng said it all without skin and face, and he didn't mean to be ashamed at all.

"Sentence whatever you want, anyway, I'm not guilty of death!"

"It's best to lock me up for ten days and half a month. It happens that many people outside want to chase my debts. I don't mind spending a few days in prison."

Lei Jialan was furious: "You bastard!"

Chen Ping stepped forward and patted Lei Jialan on the shoulder: "Don't be angry, look at him like that, he's just a hob, and it's not worth getting angry with this kind of rubbish."

"Make yourself so angry, he's still acting like a normal person."

Lei Jialan opened the door and called the security team to come in, and ordered Ai Dacheng to be taken to prison first.

"Where is the woman who was beaten? Take me to see it."

The security guard took Lei Jialan downstairs, and Chen Ping followed.

When they arrived in an empty room downstairs, they saw a middle-aged woman sitting in a corner with her eyes blackened and the corners of her mouth broken.

"Sister Liang, is that you?" Seeing this woman, Chen Ping was slightly taken aback.

The woman raised her head and was slightly taken aback when she saw Chen Ping: "Brother Chen, why are you here?"

Lei Jialan asked suspiciously, "You guys know each other?"

Chen Ping nodded, and told the story about Sister Liang hitting his car.

Lei Jialan stepped forward and took Sister Liang's hand: "I didn't expect that we are still fellow villagers. I am also from Lingnan, and my family is from Yuncheng."

Sister Liang smiled slightly, pulled the wound on the corner of her mouth, her expression was a little unnatural: "Hello, hello, I am causing you trouble."

"No trouble at all!" Lei Jialan asked: "Sister, it's not that I talk too much, a scum like your husband deserves to be struck by lightning every day, so what are you going to do with him? Leave now and forget it."

A look of pain flashed in Sister Liang's eyes: "I can't help it either!"

She and Ai Dacheng have been married for more than ten years, and their children are 12 years old, and they will start junior high school next year.

The cost of living and education in Haicheng is high.

When she married to Haicheng, Ai Dacheng signed a prenuptial property agreement with her.

If divorced, she can only leave the house.

"I don't care about any property. We only have a small cosmetics factory left in our family, and we can't make much money all year round."

"But the question is, what will happen to my children after the divorce?"

"You've all seen him like that. He doesn't care about children at all. I can't afford to support him alone!"

"Ai Dacheng is on the stall, I also admit it, this is my life."

Chen Ping hated his misfortune and was angry with him, but at the same time felt pity in his heart.

Seeing Sister Liang like this, he thought of Lin Yuru from before.

At the beginning, Lin Yuru also had a submissive character, and was tortured to death by Chen Mingliang.

Lei Jialan also felt compassion and wanted to help Sister Liang, but she didn't know how to help.

Ai Dacheng is like that, it seems that he has been arrested many times, and he doesn't know how many times he has entered the palace.

Just because of the domestic violence, the family members didn't want to get into the details, so they locked him up for two weeks at most, and then they had to release him.

When the time comes, he will be messed up and have to beat Sister Liang, Lei Jialan can't send someone to watch him all day long, can he?

She turned her head and looked at Chen Ping: "Your brain is full of seeds, think of a way to help eldest sister, okay?"

Chen Ping touched his chin and thought for a moment: "Sister, I have a way to help you."

"But I want to make sure first, do you still have feelings for your husband?"

"Is it because the child can't do without him, or because you can't bear him?"

Sister Liang smiled wryly and said, "I'm not born mean. If it wasn't for the child, I would have left him long ago."

Chen Ping said loudly: "This matter is easy to handle."

"I will take a sum of money to buy his cosmetics factory, and then you will divorce him, and I will hire you as the factory manager."

"I'll give you a high salary, and if you do a good job, I can also give you dry shares and dividends."

Sister Liang shook her head: "Although the profit of that factory is not very good, it is still in Haicheng, and the area is not too small. The land alone is worth more than 3000 million. You..."

She didn't have the nerve to go on, but she made it clear enough that Chen Ping couldn't afford it.

Lei Jialan patted Sister Liang's hand: "Sister, he is a local tyrant, he is not short of this money, so don't worry, I will decide this matter and help you."