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Chapter Forty-ninth I won't let you go

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The moment the door closed, Huang Lingling trembled slightly.

She was not a bold person to begin with, and it took Huang Lingling muster up tens of thousands of courage to come here alone to meet the bald head today.

But when the door closed, all that courage seemed to have dissipated.

"Don't be formal, Officer Huang."

The bald man looked more like a gentleman at this time, "Here, it's like being at home. All these dishes are freshly served, Xiao Huang, here's the wine."

"Okay!"

Huang Mao shouted and walked aside.

"Wine! Wine! I want to drink!"

Huang Lingling's father quickly looked to the side, as if he was looking for a drink.

"Haha, your dad seems to like drinking very much!" The bald head said with a smile, "But you have to drink well so that you won't have any health problems. Let's eat and don't watch!"

"Tell me, why did you call me here?"

Huang Lingling did not move her chopsticks, but held her father's hand and said, "If anything happens, please tell me quickly, I have to go home."

"Don't be so unkind."

The bald man picked up a piece of fish with his chopsticks and said, "Do you know what kind of fish this is? This is grouper, the best grouper."

"I'm not interested in food."

Huang Lingling shook her head.

"This one fish will probably cost you a month's salary."

The bald man said with a smile, "Your current monthly salary is only two thousand, right? This fish, two thousand five thousand, is still a friendly price."

"What do you want to say?"

Huang Lingling said gloomily.

"nothing."

The bald head shook his head and said, "I just want to tell you some social realities. Do you know how much this table of food costs? It's at least 20,000. And according to your salary, if you don't eat or drink for ten months, you can

You can afford to eat once.”

"Then what?" Huang Lingling asked.

"Not urgent."

The bald man smiled.

At this time, Huang Mao brought up a bottle of wine from the side.

"liquor!"

Huang Lingling's father looked at the bottle of wine with bright eyes and wanted to pounce on it.

"Pour the old man a drink!"

Baldhead said.

"Okay!"

Huang Mao smiled and walked to Huang Lingling's father, opened the bottle and poured a glass of wine.

Huang Lingling's father picked up the wine and drank it.

"I got this bottle of wine from a friend. It costs more than 10,000 yuan a bottle." Bald Head said, "The sip your dad drank just now costs at least 1,000 yuan."

Huang Lingling said with an ugly face, "What do you want to say? Do you want to say that you are rich? All your money is black money!"

"Dirty money? Nowadays, who dares to say that he is not making money without conscience? Do you know who makes the most dirty money now? It's you fucking civil servants!" The bald head said disdainfully, "I earn 10,000 yuan.

On average, I have to spend about 3,000 yuan to manage the relationship. Now I have 1 restaurant, 1 KTV, 1 bar, and 1 marinade processing factory. These things require at least 100,000 or 200,000 yuan in benefits every month.

Go out, and the money I make every month is only two to three hundred thousand. You said that the dirty money I make, and the money you make, is the blackest, because you are hacking our money."

"I don't know what others are like, and I can't care what others are like, but I know that those who take too much money will be punished!" Huang Lingling said.

"Retribution? Haha, when I was hanging out with others, I saw that our boss gave a lot of money to the then police chief. Now more than ten years have passed, how is that chief? Now he is in the Provincial Public Security Department, is it possible?

More than ten years have passed, and retribution has not come yet? Or should retribution come after death? Officer Huang, times have changed. Back then, corruption was shameful and honest government was glorious. Now, honest government can no longer survive. For example, you

, the two thousand yuan a month you work so hard for is not enough to pay for one of my dishes. What else are you doing? What’s the point of being a policeman? People don’t live just to live a comfortable life for themselves.

Really? Your dad likes to drink. Do you let him drink that kind of wine that costs a hundred or ten yuan all day long? I'm not saying that if you drink too much of that kind of wine, your body will collapse quickly. If you want to drink, you must drink good wine.

, and you, can you afford it?" Baldhead asked with a smile.

Huang Lingling's face turned ugly. She really couldn't find anything to refute the bald head.

"So, Officer Huang, those who know the current affairs are heroes. If you have money, everyone can make it. You and I are good friends. Today, I feel that we have eyes for each other and are destined. Therefore, it is not disrespectful to say anything small."

, Just think of it as buying some good bars for your uncle!" Baldhead said, looking at Huang Mao beside him.

Huang Mao smiled, took a gift box from the side, then brought the gift box to Huang Lingling and opened the lid.

"This is a little bit of sincerity on our part!"

The bald man said with a smile.

Huang Lingling looked at the cooperation and her expression changed.

I saw piles of banknotes in the box, each pile worth 10,000. No matter how you look at it, there must be about ten piles.

"This is one hundred thousand yuan!"

The bald head said, "I hope you can accept it, Officer Huang, so that we can be friends, right?"

One hundred thousand.

For Huang Lingling, who had never seen large banknotes, this was really a huge sum of money.

Whether Huang Lingling was in high school or college, she was very frugal, because her family had no money, so she could only go to school with the help of her grandparents. However, the old man could only live on his pension, and Huang Lingling's living expenses had always been

The youngest in the class, when she was in college, Huang Lingling had to do many jobs every day, such as serving food in the cafeteria, which could include meals, or delivering express delivery, and she could earn a few cents for each job.

Huang Lingling felt that she might not have spent as much money as 100,000 yuan in her life, so when 100,000 yuan was placed in front of her, Huang Lingling was shocked.

"One hundred thousand, be a friend?"

Huang Lingling's lips trembled slightly as she looked at the bald head.

Does she need money? Very much!

When I was in school, my grandparents borrowed a lot of money from someone. If I had this hundred thousand, I could pay off the debt immediately. If I had this hundred thousand, I could also treat my father.

This box containing 100,000 yuan was like Pandora's box, which made Huang Lingling almost intoxicated.

As long as you nod your head, you can get the one hundred thousand yuan.

"No money, no money!!"

At this moment, Huang Lingling's father suddenly pushed the box on the table and shouted, "I want wine, not money, dirty money, no need!"

Huang Lingling trembled, looked at her father, and said, "Dad, I will work hard to make money for your treatment! I will also pay back the money I owe my grandparents!"

After saying that, Huang Lingling looked at the bald head firmly and said, "I don't want your money, and I don't want to be friends with you. If you can be a good citizen, that's okay, but as long as you commit a crime, don't let me catch you.

, if you catch me, I won’t let you go!”


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