The snowflakes are falling slowly, and there are fewer and fewer pedestrians on the street. Even many shops on the busiest Liming Avenue have chosen to close during the winter break. Occasionally, pedestrians pass by in a hurry. This damn cold weather is really uncomfortable. Perhaps the biggest wish of these passers-by at this time is to cover themselves with blankets on the roadside, drink hot coffee and read their favorite books. book
This kind of weather is really not suitable for work. The owner of the coffee shop has already made plans to temporarily close the business. He used a wooden stick to pound the snow off the parasols, and then closed all the parasols. If Herr Duhring hadn't shown up on time every morning, he wouldn't have opened the door this morning. He felt that he might be a little stupid. How could someone like Mr. Dühring brave the snow and wind to come out to drink a cup of coffee and eat a burrito
He put the stick away and frowned sadly as he packed his things. The death of the man was finally blamed on him. The court held that he was partly responsible for the death of the worker. If it had not been for his long-term and high-intensity abuse of the worker's labor, the worker would not have been too exhausted to cause the fire. For this reason, the court sentenced him to give the clerk's family 800 yuan.
To be honest, he was not willing to pay even 80 yuan, let alone 800 yuan. But continuing to fight the lawsuit would only continue to waste money, so he could only hold his nose and admit it. Perhaps it is because of this lawsuit that he became famous. So far, no one is willing to apply for the job, so he, the boss, can only do it himself.
Just when he was about to close the door after checking all dangerous things, a car slowly stopped on the side of the road. The silver-white body of the car was even more eye-catching in the white snow. He made a manual movement and immediately closed the door. The coffee pot was placed back on the stove and turned on. He hurriedly ran outside, held up a parasol, and wiped off the snowflakes that fell on the table and chairs.
Dulin got out of the car wearing a thick windbreaker, hat and scarf. He glanced at the coffee shop with the lights turned off and smiled apologetically, "Sorry, it affected your rest."
The boss waved his hands repeatedly, repeated "No" a few times, then returned to the kitchen and started making burritos for Mr. Dulin. As he was doing it, he sighed, these are the real rich people, and they are really different from the nouveau riche who don't know how to show off their money. No matter when and where, Mr. Dulin always has a good temper. He seems to be polite to others and never does anything rude.
It is really hard to imagine that such a person is actually one of the richest young people in Ilian.
Perhaps, this is what those rich people often say!
The boss quickly made the burritos and brought them to Mr. Dulin's table along with the coffee. Dulin smiled and handed him five yuan. The boss accepted it with some embarrassment. This wasn't the first time, and it certainly wasn't the last time. He felt a little embarrassed every time. In his opinion, Mr. Dulin's ability to sit here for a while, drink a cup of coffee and eat something every day is actually a kind of alternative propaganda.
Not only does he not need to pay, the boss should even provide free coffee and food.
Soon, the newsboy appeared in Dulin's sight despite the wind and snow. He breathed in the hot air, rubbed his hands, spread out a roll of newspapers and placed it on the table. Du Lin casually put a one-dollar bill into the newsboy's hat. The little guy asked with a smile and ran away. Although it's snowing, the newspapers still need to be delivered.
Dulin flipped through the latest issue of the newspaper, which reported the latest news on the "Fraud Case of the Century." It has to be said that the press release syndicate in the hands of the George family is indeed very good at writing these news. It was originally just a fraud case involving a slightly "larger" amount. It was given the appalling prefix of "Century", which attracted the attention of the entire empire. . Even the news media on the federal side are following and reporting on this matter, and it is said that it has caused and exposed some scandals there.
The report clearly revealed some information. Whether it was public opinion or high-level officials in the imperial government, they were all impatient with the efficiency of the task force. It has been almost two months, and there has been no progress at all. Not even a penny has been recovered. Some people are starting to get anxious. In the report, the task force seems to be defending and explaining, but in fact it is constantly irritating the victims.
Du Lin picked up the coffee and took a sip. He put down the newspaper and looked at the gray sky in the distance. He counted the time and it was almost time for them to arrive.
After all, this is a fraud case involving more than 70 million yuan, so we have to make a final effort, right
Just as Du Lin thought, there has been no breakthrough progress so far, and there are already some anxious and restless people within the task force. There was no way, public opinion and public opinion put too much pressure on them. Those all-pervasive reporters got their identity information from nowhere and actually published it. This caused many members of the task force to be harassed, from those who were victims.
They called all day long to inquire about the progress of the case, and some even cursed. Some team members had already written transfer reports and were ready to leave at any time.
In this case, Anpu knew that if he waited, he might cause greater trouble, and even let the senior management directly use Hordok as the end of the case, completely closing the case.
Anpu, who had never failed before, would not be willing to return without success. He discussed it with Clark and decided to go to Ilian. The reason he used was that Juan, an important person involved in the case, was suspected of committing suicide, and they wanted to investigate whether someone was manipulating behind Juan's suicide.
The upper-level authorities, gradually losing their patience, immediately approved their opinions, but at the same time gave them a deadline. If there is no further progress or clues within a month, this matter will be over.
Just like Dulin's plan for the entire case, they planned to use Hodok to silence everyone. As for when investors' funds in the stock market can be recovered, that is another matter. They need to find someone to deal with this case first. Let’s move on to the case.
So Anpu, Clark, and five team members immediately set out and arrived in Ilian by sea boat under heavy snow.
The ship slowly docked, and there were no other people disembarking except them. Most of the people on the ship were going to warmer places in the south to spend the winter, and this was not their destination. An Pu and other entourage members walked down the gangway here. Not a single pedestrian could be seen on the deserted streets. The whole city seemed to be asleep, without any life at all. The shops on both sides of the street are also closed, which is a common thing during the winter break, but for Anpu and his party who came here, it was too deserted.
"I remember... wasn't it said that Ilian is one of the most prosperous cities on the east coast?" Clark walked down the last step carrying a heavy suitcase. He looked at this seemingly uninhabited city, a little confused. , “I think even in the west there are more people than here.”
Anpu smiled, put on his hat and walked towards Liming Avenue. As he walked, he said, "Because the temperature here changes greatly in winter and there is often snow, there are no tourists after winter. Tourism is the mainstay industry of the local economy. , it is normal for the core area of the city to be temporarily closed after losing tourists. If you want to see people, go to the back districts, there are still many people on the streets in the fourth and fifth districts.”
"You know so much!" Clark complimented.
Anpu didn't respond. When the group of people walked to Liming Avenue, Anpu still had sharp eyes. He immediately saw the only open shop on the roadside. He pointed over there and said, "Let's go get something hot first." Warm your stomach and go to the hotel. I'm afraid the hotel won't prepare anything at this time, it's still some time before noon." He raised his wrist and rolled up his sleeve with his hands that were red from the cold, revealing a watch.
"It's still four hours until lunch time. Even if we find a hotel now, I'm afraid they won't prepare breakfast for us."
Naturally, no one disagreed with Anpu's suggestion. In such a cold weather, it would probably be the most enjoyable thing to drink a cup of hot coffee or hot milk and eat some freshly made food.
There were new customers to greet, which forced the owner of the coffee shop to turn on all the electrical appliances. When he walked out and took a look, a smile suddenly appeared on his face. With seven people, he could earn at least a dozen dollars, and in this weather, it was really surprising.
These people divided into two groups and asked for two tables. When they curiously looked at Du Lin, a weirdo who came out to "have fun" on a snowy day, Du Lin also looked at them.
An Pu's eyes were always focused on Du Lin's face. Du Lin gave him a very strange feeling. He seemed to have seen Du Lin somewhere, but he had no impression of it. When he noticed that Du Lin was also looking at him, he smiled and nodded, and Du Lin also nodded to him.
"Do you know him?" Clark asked quietly.
Anpu shook his head slightly and looked elsewhere, "I don't know him, I just feel a bit strange. His temperament is very unique."
Clark also glanced at Dulin, and when their eyes met, they nodded to each other.
"I don't think there's anything wrong. Maybe it's because he's richer. You know, rich people just like to cause trouble!" When Clark said this, he didn't forget to glance at the luxury car parked on the roadside. , even in the imperial capital, not everyone can afford to drive such a luxury car.
In his eyes, it is normal for these rich people to be different. He would not be surprised if they ran out without clothes. After all, they are rich!
(End of chapter)