Lin Xiaofeng couldn't help but feel speechless. That guy Liu Cang was indeed in the hospital himself.
It was okay to run out and start a fight, but because of drinking, I had to go back and lie down for a while.
Lin Xiaofeng sat on the bed and fell asleep.
…
Early the next morning.
Chengdu Bus Station.
Lin Xiaofeng and Xiang Zhu carried their bags and bought two tickets to Meishan Town.
Otherwise, Meishan Town is remote. There is only one bus bound for Meishan Town at the bus station in the early morning every day.
Moreover, this bus looks like a product from the last century, the 1980s and 1990s. It is covered in rust and creaks when running.
Lin Xiaofeng was afraid that if the car was driven a little faster, it would fall apart.
There were not many people on the bus, only half full.
Because they got up too early, they both leaned on their chairs and fell asleep.
The car drove for a full two hours before finally driving into a run-down town.
After the car stopped at the station, the driver greeted the passengers to get off.
Lin Xiaofeng and Xiang Zhu were naturally woken up.
The two of them took their bags and got off the bus.
Meishan Town looks really remote, with only two streets and the tallest building not exceeding five floors.
Xiang Zhu frowned and said, "It's such a remote place. Why would that wealthy businessman named Tong Lin you mentioned come back to live here?"
Lin Xiaofeng smiled and said: "When people get old, they all pay attention to returning to their roots. Since the roots are here, they will naturally come back to take care of themselves."
Speaking of which, he asked: "Do you know where Tong Lin lives?"
"I only know that I have returned to my hometown. How can I know the specific location?" Xiang Zhu shook his head.
After hearing this, Lin Xiaofeng found a small shop on the roadside.
"Boss, get Bao Yuxi." Lin Xiaofeng said.
The boss, who looked to be in his fifties and limped, came to the counter and took out a pack of cigarettes.
Lin Xiaofeng handed over the money and asked at the same time: "Uncle, I want to ask you something. I heard that there is a wealthy businessman named Tong Lin in Meishan Town. I wonder where his home is?"
The boss looked at Lin Xiaofeng strangely and said, "Why are you looking for Brother Tong?"
"I came here specially to visit him." Lin Xiaofeng said.
The boss laughed and understood immediately. This was not the first time this happened to him.
Since his shop is close to the station, many people come to him to inquire about things.
This year, there were not ten but eight people who visited Tong Lin. Most of them were businessmen in their thirties and forties. He had never seen anyone so young.
"Hey, you've asked the right person about this."
"Brother Tong is a capable man. I remember when I was young, I followed him and beat sparrows." The boss said proudly.
Meishan Town is remote and poor, which is almost the first impression of many people.
But there was a rich man like Tong Lin, and what was even more unexpected was that this rich man actually moved back here after he got older.
Moreover, he was kind-hearted and built many roads for people from all over the country.
"Brother Tong is a kind person. Some time ago, they couldn't get enough money to build a road in Zhangjiagou in the north. When Brother Tong found out, he directly asked someone to help them build the road."
"Wang Gouzi in town doesn't have a serious job, but his grandfather often treats Brother Tong to eat roasted corn. No, Brother Tong directly lets Wang Gouzi work in a big company outside."
The boss kept talking about Tong Lin's good deeds, and Lin Xiaofeng did not interrupt him. After all, if he knew more about Tong Lin, he could find a way to get blood from him with the demon knife.
After talking for a while, the boss came back to his senses and patted himself on the back of the head: "Look, I accidentally made a mistake. If you walk along this road, you will see a small building in about ten minutes."
Broken building, Brother Tong lives in the door on the left on the fifth floor."
Lin Xiaofeng opened the cigarette and handed one over: "Thank you, boss."
"No thanks, no thanks."
After the two left, Xiang Zhucai followed Lin Xiaofeng and said, "It seems that Tong Lin is a good person. I don't want to lie to him anymore."
"kindness."
Lin Xiaofeng nodded. If Tong Lin was a ruthless guy who wanted to get rich, he would have cheated.
But this Tong Lin is a very kind person.
"Let's go visit first and then take a closer look."
The two walked for about ten minutes and arrived at what the shop owner said was a small shabby downstairs.
This small shabby building seems to be the tallest building in the entire Meishan Town.
Even so, it was in dilapidated condition.
"This Tong Lin is really rich. He usually builds a luxurious villa and can be regarded as a glorious ancestor. Instead, he lives in such a shabby place." Xiang Zhu blinked.
Lin Xiaofeng said: "Maybe it's because I'm older and I don't want to be too public."
The two of them came to the fifth floor while chatting.
Lin Xiaofeng came to the door of the security door and knocked gently.
After a while, the door was opened.
The person who opened the door was a middle-aged bodyguard in his thirties and wearing a suit.
He shaved his head, glanced at the two people at the door, and frowned slightly: "Who are you?"
"Hello, we two are reporters from the Chengdu Evening News, and we are here specifically to visit Mr. Tong Lin." Lin Xiaofeng then said.
"reporter?"
The bodyguard's vigilance had obviously relaxed a bit.
After all, Lin Xiaofeng and Xiang Zhu are too young and indeed look like reporters.
"come in."
The bodyguard opened the door and the two of them walked in.
The interior of the house is very simple. Most people may put some fancy decorations in their homes, but this house is very simple.
Although the house is simple and plain, it is also clean and tidy.
The bodyguard made an inviting gesture: "You two sit down on the sofa first, and I'll ask Mr. Tong to come out."
After saying that, he turned around and walked into a room inside.
Not long after Lin Xiaofeng sat down, a man walked out of the study, wearing a black T-shirt, a pair of coarse trousers, with his trouser legs rolled up, dressed like a farmer who was going to work in the fields.
Even though he was dressed like this, he still looked energetic.
"Are you two reporters from the Chengdu Evening News?" The old man generously sat in front of them and asked, "Your editor-in-chief Liu just came to meet me half a year ago. Is he in good health?"
Lin Xiaofeng followed his words and said: "Editor-in-chief Liu is in good health recently and is thinking about you, so he asked the two of us to come over and pay you a visit on his behalf."
Tong Lin frowned slightly, then asked with a smile: "Are you coming here for an interview or something else?"
Lin Xiaofeng was suddenly in trouble. He said that he was a reporter, but he was just making it up. Tong Lin asked the question, but for a while, he couldn't think of how to answer it.
On the contrary, Xiang Zhu said with a smile: "Old sir, this time we are going to do a column on antiques in the Evening News. You always have a lot of antiques in your collection. This time the two of us are here just to take some photos of antiques."