Therefore, Wang Wenwu went to the police station early in the morning. He hoped to find the parents of these children in the police station. Those who lost their children had already arrived at this time. Most of them didn't care whether the police did anything or not.

I went to the police with hope.

At least I brought back a lot of parents’ names this time. I don’t know if they match up with these children. After all, many families just call them by their honorifics at home in order to avoid being obscured by their elders. Many children don’t even know who they are.

By the full names of the parents, one will only know that this person is the father and that person is the mother.

There were also a few children who were not welcomed by their original families because of their mothers. They were lost and they were lost without even thinking of looking for them. Wang Wenwu just sent them to his doorstep.

The child also never expected that his father would not recognize his child at all. When he asked his mother, there was no such person. Even though the child cried heartbreakingly at the door, the door was still closed.

Ma Enxin walked in cheerfully when Wang Wenwu had a splitting headache. As soon as he entered the door, he said loudly: "Master, master, there is news about the young master again!"

Ma Enxin completely sang this as good news. If it was the first few, Wang Wenwu would still be willing to believe it, but as more and more children appeared in the yard, Wang Zhangping still could not be found.

If Wang Zhangping is still not found among the good news mentioned by Ma Enxin, maybe a few more children will come out. Wang Wenwu will lose his initial enthusiasm.

Wang Wenwu said: "Okay, tell me, where did you get the news?"

Ma Enxin knew it when he saw Wang Wenwu's expression. Just look at the children in the yard and he knew that no one was happy. But what could be done! Can these poor children really be ignored?

Ma Enxin's tone was not as cheerful as before. After all, the information was provided by himself, but not once was it correct. Ma Enxin himself was also very embarrassed.

Ma Enxin said: "This time the news was also provided by Mr. Zhao from the west of the city. I am very confident about the news this time. The people are in his wife's courtyard. He had been watching these people for several days and confirmed them before telling me.

.You can’t make a mistake this time!”

Wang Wenwu said: "You can't be wrong?"

"You can't go wrong!"

Wang Wenwu said: "When did you fail to say that you couldn't get out! Tell me!"

That is to say, you, Wang Wenwu, are the master. If it were anyone else, you would really be the guy in Mr. Ma’s arms, and you would have to burn a fire stick!

Although he was a little embarrassed when he said this, Ma Enxin still said: "I showed him the portrait of the young master! He saw this with his own eyes! It can't be wrong!"

After hearing this, Wang Wenwu thought that this time was really different from before. In the past, he only said that there were many children locked up in the yard, but this time someone saw them. This gave Wang Wenwu a lot of hope.

Wang Wenwu immediately said: "Okay, hurry up and lead the way!"

Wang Wenwu led a group of people to Mr. Zhao's house, because Mr. Zhao of Ma Enxin wanted to see Wang Wenwu in person. Because Mr. Zhao said that he had seen Wang Zhangping locked up in his wife's yard, Ma Enxin

After grinding there for a long time, Mr. Zhao refused to let go!

Wang Wenwu was not polite when he saw Master Zhao. He asked directly: "Master Zhao! I have long admired your name. Please tell the truth about your son, and I will give you a generous gift!"

Mr. Zhao was really happy to see that Ma Enxin's boss was really Wang Wenwu. Although he was not the most powerful among the donors, he was the one with the most reputation.

When Wang Wenwu heard what Mr. Zhao said, he also felt very difficult. Or maybe it was not a difficult problem, nor was it that Wang Wenwu couldn't do it, but that it would take a lot of effort. But for Zhao Yu to spend so much effort,

Is it worth it?

If Mr. Zhao knows the news, he will be tortured. Although if people find out about this, Wang Wenwu's reputation will be reduced. Just like being a good person, you have to be a good person all your life, even if you only do a small thing.

If he does a small bad thing, then who would say he is a good person?

The same goes for word-of-mouth. No matter how good you are at what you do, if you do one thing poorly, your reputation will collapse. After all, what Wang Wenwu does relies heavily on credibility and reputation.

Wang Wenwu didn't hide it either.

I opened the matter up with Mr. Zhao directly. It was not that Wang Wenwu couldn't do it, but that the cost was too high. After all, Wang Zhangping was not Wang Wenwu's only son, but one of them.

After hearing what Mr. Zhao said, he also knew that Wang Wenwu was difficult to do, but what does this have to do with Mr. Zhao himself? He said unceremoniously: "Master Wu! This is your son! If you don't care, then I

There’s nothing we can do! No!”

Since when have there been so many meat knives in the city of Peiping? When discussing with people before, they were always polite, which made Wang Wenwu suspicious of returning to modern society. But I also let Wang Wenwu know, this Republic of China is really

It's the Republic of China.

The upper class are all rich people, and the courtesy, wisdom, benevolence, righteousness and faith are all back here. The lower class is competing on who is brutal, who has more guns and more people. As for reason, whoever is reasonable will suffer.

In this case, Wang Wenwu was not polite and threatened directly: "Zhao, do you still want to hang out in this city of Beiping? I just called you Mr. Zhao, and you really think you are the master! I slapped him on the nose.

Face, shameless face.

If you still follow the old saying just now, then you have to be careful when you walk! You are not young anymore. I wonder if the coffin is ready at home now! If someone shoots you in the street one day

.Wouldn’t it be tragic if we couldn’t buy a coffin at once?

It’s okay this winter, but if it were summer, wouldn’t it stink?”

Faced with this naked threat, Mr. Zhao deliberately said a few harsh words and said: "I don't have to worry about it now, Mr. Wu. I, surnamed Zhao, can live such a long life in Peiping, but I can't do anything for a living."

It's just a pity that the young master met such a bastard father at such a young age. What a pity! What a pity!

But who can I blame? It’s not my own father. Giving birth to pigs is like pigs, litter after litter, and I don’t feel bad if one is missing. If this was placed in my home, then I would be heartbroken! This man!

!It’s just incomparable, incomparable!”

Wang Wenwu looked at Ma Enxin, and Ma Enxin whispered in Wang Wenwu's ear: "The family surnamed Zhao only has two bean sprouts, which are very sick and crooked. He has been married for several years, but now there is no movement.

No, they say his wife is a widow!"
Chapter completed!