Chapter 275 Social Garbage Dad Irritable Online 30
Chapter 275 Social Trash Dad Is Angry Online 30
In early April, early in the morning, Lu Youming received the news that Wang Jiajun came over, "Mr. Cui has something going on there again, and I want you to come over."
Lu Youming did not respond.
Wang Jiajun also knew about his virtue, so he went to work after reporting the news.
Lu Youming was a little surprised: he and he should have broken up.
I haven't looked for him for more than three months, and now I suddenly look for him again.
In the past three months, I have also been working in that high-end community.
Whenever he encountered his house, Lu Youming always walked around to avoid meeting him.
Now, why did you call him again?
Without much thought, Lu Youming threw the dust to his uncle and went to Mr. Cui's house with the tool box on his back.
When I saw the villa, I felt like it was ransacked or robbed?
The floor-to-ceiling window on the first floor was immediately broken, revealing a large punctured hole.
Mr. Cui was sitting by the balcony window drinking. When he saw him coming, he raised his glass to say hello, raised his head and took a sip.
Lu Youming stared at the person, paid half his salary, opened the door and entered the house with tools on his back.
There is no lock on the door, it opens when you twist it.
Lu Youming had no expression on his face as he walked in and asked, "What needs to be repaired?"
Mr. Cui turned his back to him and turned the quilt holding the wine in a circle, "You can figure it out."
There was no expression in the voice.
Lu Youming looked around and saw that the ground was covered with glass.
There is also a large stone on the tea table. It is covered with mud and the soil is light in color.
Next to the cabinet, the same piece is rolled.
Next to it was a fallen stainless steel vase - a porcelain one, which had been smashed by his wife long ago.
I walked over and saw that there was also a piece hidden behind the TV.
The cover immediately cracked after the TV series.
I turned on the TV, and as expected, I saw blue in one place, and the TV channels were stuck one after another.
This is because someone ran into the house with rocks and threw them at me.
Lu Youming didn't ask too much, just asked, "Are there any upstairs?"
"Um."
"Can I go up?"
"Yeah." Mr. Cui still poured himself a drink and didn't say much.
After getting permission, Lu Youming went up to check.
There is a living room upstairs, which is also covered with glass. The hanging glass lamp above the head was smashed.
When you open the door, you will see several large machines.
desktop computer.
This is a studio.
The windows were also damaged, and there were several small stones on the computer table.
Pressing the screen, the screen displayed red, blue and green discounts, and there were small words next to it: Wanhe Rubber; Daai Automobile; Photosynthetic Green Industry...
After taking a glance, Lu Youming didn't look much further. He knew for sure: Mr. Cui was in finance.
Although I don’t know exactly what I do, I know that this industry is very profitable, very very profitable.
But I don’t know how to make money.
Lu Youming checked the screen and machine. They were basically in good condition. There was nothing serious. Only a small piece of the screen was damaged, and it probably happened to be hit here.
Just replace the screen with another one.
Elsewhere, I didn't see any damage.
I went downstairs and reported the situation, "The most expensive thing is the computer screen. Just replace it. I looked at the brand and I can get a screen of the same brand, but I have to wait two days for the goods to be shipped."
"The two floor-to-ceiling windows on the first and second floors can be ordered directly according to the previous style, and they can be delivered and installed today."
"TV, I brought tools so I can give it a try."
"The tea table depends on whether you want to choose it yourself or make do with it. There is a dent in it, so it's not a big problem."
"There are similar chandeliers. There are high and low prices. If you don't mind, I can help you replace it with a similar one."
"Nothing else. Just clean it yourself."
Mr. Cui waved his hand and said, "It's up to you." He was still drinking his own wine and staring at the dilapidated floor-to-ceiling windows.
Lu Youming would not take care of anyone's emotions.
He wanted to finish the work and get the money early, so he immediately went out to find a phone booth to make a call.
After coming back, I tried to repair the TV.
He had handled this TV twice before (repairing the power and replacing the screen). Before he came, he guessed that it was a problem with the TV. He simply took care of everything.
Squatting on the ground, he kept repairing.
I thought the glass on the floor was in the way, so I kicked it aside and refused to do any small service at all.
Repairing LCD TVs is a job that no one else can do. He doesn't know how to do more.
The chandelier will be shipped over there soon.
Lu Youming directed the workers to carry things and install them. When paying for the bill, he asked Mr. Cui.
Mr. Cui didn't look back and threw his wallet on the coffee table.
Lu Youming opened the coffee table and found several thousand dollars in cash inside.
Lu Youming was not polite and gave the worker two hundred. He took two hundred for himself and the worker found twenty.
Got two hundred and two.
Go out and find a place to eat.
When the floor-to-ceiling windows arrived, Lu Youming went inside.
Mr. Cui was still sitting there, like a dead man, drinking alcohol mechanically, not knowing what he was doing.
The workers leave as soon as they deliver the goods.
The negotiated price does not include installation.
Lu Youming finished installing the second floor quickly and quickly, then ran to install the first floor and took his three hundred yuan from his wallet.
In one day's work, I got five hundred and two.
You can earn another hundred bucks from a computer screen.
He didn't say hello, just took the money and left.
"Let's sit down and have a drink." Mr. Cui in front of the window finally moved, turned around and said something. His voice was weaker than in the morning.
"No." It was already dark. He had to catch the bus back.
"I know how Ms. Liu died." Mr. Cui suddenly said this.
Lu Youming's pace of leaving was stiff.
He didn't know who Ms. Liu was.
But the word "death" stuck in his heart.
Mr. Cui stared at Lu Youming's back and talked to himself, his expression unclear, "I know she was a stingy and sharp person. I also know that she asked you to work on the day she died."
"As soon as she died, I guessed it was you."
"I even went out of my way to check what you did that day."
"It was discovered that your daughter had food poisoning and was admitted to the hospital for emergency treatment."
Mr. Cui smiled softly and said, "I casually told her that milk powder can be used to pay off the debt."
"There may be something wrong with the milk powder she gave you."
"Although she has a child, no one has lived in that house for a year. If she finds the milk powder from before and gives it to you, it seems like it's not something she can't do."
all hit.
Lu Youming turned around, his eyes flat. "What do you want to say."
He has many tools in his toolbox that can help him kill the opponent.
Mr. Cui held the teacup with both hands and smiled, "You are special, I knew it from the first day."
"I thought that when you came here, you would at least ask what happened. Then I told you not to mind your own business. But you didn't ask anything. I felt uncomfortable. Instead, I wanted to see your expression when someone poked your mind.
"
Lu Youming had no expression on his face and stared straight at Mr. Cui, with a coffee table in between.
Only three meters away.
"Sit down and have a drink with me." Mr. Cui made a "please" gesture.
Relaxed look.
Lu Youming walked slowly over.
Mr. Cui stood up.
Lu Youming immediately took precautions.
Mr. Cui was stunned and laughed out loud, "So timid?"
With that said, he got up and went to the kitchen.
Lu Youming stared at Mr. Cui and went to the kitchen. He pressed a button and the shelf next to the kitchen opened. Mr. Cui brought over a bottle of wine, a bucket of ice, and two glasses.
It turned out that place was a storage cabinet.
Lu Youming stared straight at the person.
Mr. Cui poured the wine as if nothing had happened, "Try whiskey. See if you can get used to it?"
The wine in the glass turns orange and translucent under the reflection of the ice.
The road was clear but he didn't know where he was coming from, so he didn't take any action.
Mr. Cui picked up a glass himself, drank it, lay on the chair, closed his eyes, and breathed a long sigh of relief, "Oh, it feels good."
ill.
This is Lu Youming’s judgment.
"Drink. I won't do anything to you. I don't have any proof of what you did, so I can't do anything to you."
There is no evidence, but that doesn't mean there will be no trouble if you tell the police.
"As for me, my wife is divorced." Mr. Cui said, then said to himself, "I thought it would be better for my son to stay with my mother, so I gave it to her. As a result, she took her son abroad and got married. Ha."
Mr. Cui shook his head.
I don’t know what I’m feeling.
This is not the point, it is just a feint. The key point is to smash his house. Lu Youming knows it very well.
"Come on, let's drink. The wine worth tens of thousands of yuan is better than the milk powder you drink." Mr. Cui raised the wine glass to Lu Youming.
Lu Youming was startled and looked at Mr. Cui.
Mr. Cui laughed, somewhat proudly, "You look at milk powder more brightly than money. I don't believe you can't drink it yourself."
Mr. Cui then continued to seduce him, "Ten thousand yuan is hard to buy even if you have money. Take one sip and it will be worth your while."
These words really hit the heart of Youming Zhonglu.
He likes wine.
I can barely be considered an alcoholic. Although I don't drink that much in the dark, I do leave my children behind and drink by myself from time to time.
One day when he was drunk, he didn't know that Fuchen was taken away by someone. This kind of thing was absolutely possible.
Lu Youming took the wine glass, shook it, and poured it away.
Pour yourself a drink.
Who knows if the cup has been filled with medicine in advance.
Mr. Cui looked at the wine on the floor and laughed, "You are so interesting. You are not tactful at all. You are not like the people around me."
"Here, let's have one." Mr. Cui happily picked up the wine glass and clinked one.
Lu Youming felt bored.
It felt very smooth at first. Immediately I felt a burning sensation on my chest.
"Hahahaha!" Mr. Cui pointed at him and laughed, "country bumpkin, this is not liquor. It has a high alcohol content! Hahaha!"
Lu Youming suspected that the other party was doing it on purpose, so he didn't lose his temper. He poured a glass and drank slowly.
The taste is soothed under the pressure of ice. If no ice is added, the taste will be too mellow and it will feel bitter and overpowering.
The memory begins to blur.
When the sun was shining high on his head, Lu Youming woke up with his head pressed.
I found myself on a big bed. The bed was very soft and the quilt looked like high-end goods.
There are also rooms that are so exquisite that you can tell at a glance that they are not your own empty home.
Covering his head, Lu Youming remembered that Mr. Cui took him to drink a lot. The other party took him and talked a lot.
It seemed that I knew what the other party was doing, but I forgot about it.
Clothes and everything are there.
My hand hurt a little. When I raised my hand, there were several cuts.
It must have been that when I was trying to move to the floor to sleep after drinking, I threw it on the floor and hit the glass on the floor.
When I got up to wash up, I saw an extra thing on the ground - Cui Hangxing.
This is the name he remembers in his mind. Maybe he was told it yesterday.
He was lying on the ground with a quilt on his body.
The floor was not cold, and there was a Persian wool rug on it.
Lu Youming estimated that he might have kicked him out of bed because he thought he was in the way.
Fuchen would also be kicked to a corner to sleep by him from time to time after drinking.
Thinking of last night's farce, and then thinking about how the other party could still ask me to do work like no one else after knowing that he had killed someone.
abnormal.
keep away.
Lu Youming simply washed up, ran downstairs, made sure he had enough money, opened the door and left.
The sound of the door opening woke up Mr. Cui.
Mr. Cui stood up and the quilt slipped down. His pants fell down as well.
Mr. Cui picked up his pants and staggered to the window, just in time to see Lu Youming leaving in a hurry.
He looked down at Lu Youming, as if looking at a prey.
