Reborn at 90, taking space to counterattack and become rich

Zhang Zhiyi stood up immediately and said with great enthusiasm: "It's no joke to lose a child. I heard that there are photographers coming here recently. I'd better call the police immediately!"

Several people who came with him nodded: "Yes, we need to find the police quickly."

"Uncle Gang, I'll drive you to the countryside. Don't waste time." Xia Yan took his coat and was about to go out.

How dare Xia Zhigang call the police?

Stopped him immediately: "No need. Maybe the child was naughty and hid somewhere."

"It's such a cold day, so we need to find him quickly."

Xia Yan looked anxious, "Why don't we call the police? Someone from the government will come to help, so we can find him faster. What should I do if the child is frozen?"

Xia Zhigang really couldn't sit still anymore and stood up to leave: "No, I'll go back and look for it first. If I really can't find it, I won't bother you again."

"Okay, Uncle Gang, if you need help, come to me anytime." Xia Yan saw Xia Zhigang out of the courtyard.

As soon as the door closed, Xia Yan's mother seemed to have lost all her strength.

He immediately collapsed on the sofa and patted his chest: "I'm scared to death! I look at Xia Zhigang as if he wants to eat people!"

"Mom, he didn't make things difficult for you, right?" Xia Yan felt sorry for his mother.

Xia's mother shook her head, with lingering fear: "He didn't make things difficult for me, it's just... I saw that he was holding a shovel, as if he wanted to kill someone."

"Auntie, I don't think he dares to mess around."

Zhang Zhiyi answered with a smile, "If you really dare to take action, you won't break up with us."

If you are really ready to take action, you won't bluff.

Xia Yan also comforted his mother: "Mom, don't worry. He has no evidence. Even if he doubts us, he can't break his face."

Xia's mother calmed down a little and asked, "Where is the child? Where was it sent?"

"It's been given to the child's mother," Xia Yan replied.

"That's good! Just hope the child is safe."

Xia's mother patted her chest, pulled her son and said, "Xia Yan, come with me to clean up the cabin, otherwise your colleague won't be able to rest."

Knowing that his mother must have a lot to ask, Xia Yan stood up apologetically: "Brother Yi, I'm going to help my mother."

"Go ahead and leave us alone." Zhang Zhiyi waved his hand.

While Xia Yan's mother was asking her son to question him, Xia Chutang received a message from Zhang Zhiyi's walkie-talkie.

After explaining the situation, Xia Chutang asked Wang Zhi to withdraw first.

I'm busy with official duties, so it's not easy for me to stay here all the time.

As for Xia Yan's family, Xia Chutang wanted Zhang Zhiyi and the others to stay overnight in case Xia Zhigang came back.

"Don't worry now?"

Song Xu waited quietly for Xia Chutang to finish the arrangements, and said with a smile: "Your dad won't be stupid enough to do it himself, right?"

Xia Chutang shook his head, "That's not necessarily the case. He is a person who does things without considering the consequences. Especially after drinking too much. My mother and I don't know how many times we were beaten!"

Hearing this, a chill rose in Song Xu's eyes, and the corners of his lips curled up: "Then he really deserves to die."

"Hey--"

Xia Chutang sighed, "Forget it, I don't think about it anymore."

She had no choice but to keep away from her father.

Xia Yan was guarded by Zhang Zhiyi and others, so Xia Chutang returned to the city first.

"Uncle Cheng, I still need to trouble you with something."

Before Xia Chutang got out of the car, she spoke with some embarrassment.

Cheng Dehai was amused by Xia Chutang's politeness: "Miss Xia, you are the most important person to the young master, so I will let you do what you want. If you need any help, you are welcome."

Cheng Dehai heard what Song Xu said in the car just now and remembered it in his heart.

After returning from the New Year, the relationship between Song Xu and Xia Chutang warmed up.

He had informed Mrs. Song that she was happy to see the outcome.

The implication is that Xia Chutang is a member of the Song family. As long as she makes a request, Cheng Dehai will naturally do her best.

"I would like to ask you to install a phone for Xia Yan's family as soon as possible."

Xia Chutang said, "It's best to get it done tomorrow."

Xia Yan usually works in a food factory. What if Xia Zhigang or the Qiu family retaliates against his parents?

There is a phone, so at least I can be notified at any time, which is a little safer.

It's a pity that monitoring is not widespread now. Otherwise, Xia Chutang will definitely install a monitoring system to rest assured.

"This is easy to handle. I'm quite familiar with the people at the communications company."

Cheng Dehai agreed: "Tomorrow morning, I will take care of this matter."

Xia Chutang felt at ease: "Then let Zhang Zhiyi wait until the phone is cleared before coming back."

"Okay." Cheng Dehai nodded.

On the other side, Xiajiacun had a peaceful night.

Early in the morning, when it was still dark, someone took pictures of the iron gate of Xia Yan's house.

Xia Yan's mother thought it was Xia Zhigang who came to the door again, and her legs went weak with fear.

Finally, Zhang Zhiyi opened the door.

"Hello, we are from a communications company."

Four workers stood outside the door, wearing the work clothes of the communication company, holding telephone lines in their hands: "I will install a landline for you."

Normally, only one person can install the landline phone. This time, the superiors gave instructions to install the family's phone as quickly as possible. Four people were sent at once.

In Xiajia Village, apart from the village committee having a telephone, no one in the villagers has a landline phone in their home.

Xia Yan's family is the first.

"Comrade, who sent you here?"

Xia Yan was a little confused after hearing the intentions of several staff members.

"The director of your food factory." the staff member replied.

Without wasting much time, the workers quickly started working.

Xia Yan's mother stared blankly at the workers climbing the telephone poles, wondering: "Is this someone sent by factory director Xiao Xia?"

"should be."

Zhang Zhiyi took out his pager and handed it to Xia Yan: "Take a look."

There was a message on the pager in the middle of the night: [Please come back after the phone call at Xia Yan's house is connected. I have already talked to Cheng and Song. Miss Xia stays]

"It's Factory Director Xiao Xia!" Xia Yan looked at the message and it was a lie that he wasn't moved.

Zhang Zhiyi patted Xia Yan on the shoulder and said meaningfully: "Brother, follow Tangtang and work well. She will not treat you badly."

"I know, I know!" Xia Yan nodded repeatedly.

Before noon, Xia Yan's phone number was set up, and the installer left his business card with a very nice attitude: "If you have any questions, please contact me."

After the phone was installed, Xia Yan made his first call to Xia Chutang.

Seeing that nothing happened, Zhang Zhiyi said goodbye and left without even eating.

This polite and polite behavior completely changed Xia's mother's view that dyeing hair is a bad person.

After everyone left, Xia's mother looked at the brand new landline phone on the table and couldn't suppress the smile on her lips: "I said two days ago that we didn't know when we would be able to use the phone, but I didn't expect... today. Got it."

Xia Yan patiently taught his mother how to make a phone call, and carefully taped the phone number of the food factory, the alarm number, and his pager number next to the phone with tape.

"Mom, if Xia Zhigang and the others cause trouble while I'm away, call the police first and then contact me." Xia Yan warned his mother.

Xia Yan's mother nodded in agreement and said happily: "I didn't expect that your little factory director Xia looks young and is really capable."

"Then, how about our food factory be able to come back to life?" Xia Yan looked proud.

"Xia Zhigang's daughter is so powerful, why don't they seem to know about it?" Xia's mother asked curiously.

If Xia Chutang was her daughter, she would be extremely precious.

Why does it feel like the old Xia family doesn't know this at all?