Zhou Ze sent this crowdfunding message to Lin Wanqiu via WeChat.
Ten minutes later, Lin Wanqiu replied with a message:
"knew."
Then,
That's it...
These three simple words made Boss Zhou feel that this morning's cat poop coffee didn't even smell like poop.
Everything seems a little bland.
"What's wrong, boss?" Yingying, who got up later, asked the old Taoist.
"Those who are loved are fearless, but those who cannot get what they want are always in turmoil. Now the situation is reversed, and I am not used to it."
"Why are you talking strangely?" Yingying was a little confused.
"You are still young. You will understand when you grow up." The old Taoist said, stroking his goatee.
"You are older than me?"
"You are still cold. You will understand when you get warm."
Zhou Ze, who was staring at his phone in a daze, noticed that the coffee cup in front of him was vibrating slightly. He looked up and saw Yingying chasing the Taoist priest and beating him up.
The monkey standing nearby was squeaking, but as an old Taoist, he just kept squeaking and didn't dare to actually stop the zombie.
"Why are you arguing so early in the morning? It's so annoying!"
Little Loli walked downstairs,
No hair combed,
Wearing pajamas.
The bookstore was bustling early in the morning. Boss Zhou stretched and saw a police car parked outside the bookstore out of the corner of his eye.
Get up and walk out.
The little girl noticed that Zhou Ze had gone out and was about to follow him out to take a look.
"Hey, you're going out like this without washing your face, brushing your teeth, and changing your clothes!" Bai Yingying came over and asked.
"What is it to you?" The little girl has been annoyed with this stupid and cute zombie for a long time.
"This is a bookstore, the boss's execution ground. You are the boss's person, and when you go out, you represent the boss' image. If you go out casually like this and someone sees you somewhere, the boss will be very embarrassed!"
“… … ” Little Loli.
"You took the wrong medicine today, you stinky zombie!"
The little girl made a face at Bai Yingying and stuck out her tongue.
When she turned around again, she found that Zhou Ze had already got into the police car and left.
"Where is he going so early in the morning?"
"Let's investigate the case." Bai Yingying said.
"Mysterious."
The little Loli pouted and shouted:
"The boss's image is hungry and needs to eat!"
"Okay, wait."
Seeing that she had successfully kept the little Loli, Bai Yingying went along with her wishes and made breakfast for her.
The little girl looked outside again, then looked at Bai Yingying's back.
Hold your chest with both hands,
Muttered:
"Stupid zombie, you'll be sold out sooner or later and you're still helping people count money! If they don't let me go, then I won't go."
The little girl sat down on the sofa angrily, holding her chin with one hand, watching the little monkey playing with the Yin-Yang book, rolling over and over.
"Damn Zhou Ze, am I not even as good as a monkey?"
… … …
“Youtiao.”
Zhang Yanfeng handed a fried dough stick to Zhou Ze.
"I've eaten." Zhou Ze waved his hand.
Zhang Yanfeng nodded and ate while driving.
"Is this a police car?"
"What's wrong?"
"You are using the bus for personal purposes."
"I just happened to be going to the prison to submit some materials today, so I'm on my way." Zhang Yanfeng glanced at Zhou Ze, "If you haven't come out after I submit the materials, I won't wait for you, you can take a taxi back by yourself."
It was nine o'clock in the morning when the car arrived at the prison. Zhang Yanfeng arranged a visit, and the two separated after entering the prison.
Zhou Ze sat alone behind the glass panel waiting, feeling a little bored, but smoking was not allowed here.
After waiting for about a quarter of an hour,
A tall man with a thin face walked in accompanied by a guard. When he saw Zhou Ze sitting outside, he was a little surprised. He turned around and asked the guard beside him something. After confirming that he was not mistaken, he sat down.
Pick up the phone and ask directly:
"Who are you?"
"I'm a friend of Officer Zhang, and I need to know something from you."
“Are you a reporter?”
"I am not."
"What good will it do me to tell you about things?"
"Maybe I can find a way to help you get away with this."
"Oh."
The other party smiled.
"I've been in prison for five years and I only have one year left before I can get out. Why am I going through all this?"
"If it is proven that you were wrongly accused, you can get compensation."
"I'm sorry, first of all, I firmly believe that I am innocent, but my wife and my two children are dead, this is a fact.
I have to thank these five years in prison. If I were outside, I would have committed suicide because I couldn’t bear the mental pressure. Here, I have found peace again.”
Zhou Ze was really speechless about the other party's attitude. He nodded, stood up, and signaled that the visit could end.
"it's over?"
The other party was a little surprised, but still put down the phone, stood up, and prepared to follow the guard back.
Zhou Ze looked at his back as he disappeared behind the door. His originally warm and smiling face slowly turned cold.
Zhou Ze had seen the other party's previous attitude in some ascetic monks before. They regarded all the sufferings given to them by the world as experience given to them by the Buddha, and thus they could enjoy it.
But this is a prison.
It's not a church.
A middle-aged man whose wife and children died,
I was able to achieve such a great enlightenment and let go of everything in prison.
Regardless of whether others believe it or not,
Anyway, Zhou Ze didn't believe it.
After walking out of the visiting room, Zhou Ze called Zhang Yanfeng.
"It's over so soon?"
"right."
"I'll be here for a while. Go wait for me at the prison gate."
"good."
After leaving the prison, the outside was a bit desolate. Zhou Ze squatted beside a stone on the side of the road and silently lit a cigarette.
If it was just a suspicion before, Zhou Ze now had a hunch in his heart that the female writer's husband must know something.
As for more in-depth,
Zhou Ze didn't think about it.
Because it’s kind of scary just thinking about it.
Regardless of whether the pen is in the other person's hand or not, meaningless verbal probing and questioning are meaningless and will instead alert the enemy.
You could say Boss Zhou is a bit of a coward.
But as a salted fish, you have to put yourself in the safest position so that you can leisurely bask in the sun for a day.
I took a few steps back, looking at the prison gate and the towering prison building.
Zhou Ze was wondering if he should find an opportunity to sneak in and take a look
If the pen is really in the other person's hand,
Then I must not give him the chance to react.
When a little girl says "I will squat beside you and draw circles to curse you", it is very likely that she is being cute.
But if the person holding the pen really writes a story tailor-made for you and gives you a minor role, then you are really selling your life.
The cell phone rang at this time, Zhou Ze answered the call, it was the Taoist priest.
"Hey, boss, someone has bought the bookstore next to ours, and the renovation team has already moved in. I asked, and it was Dean Lin who sent them."
"oh."
Zhou Ze remembered that Lin Wanqiu said she wanted to open a pharmacy next to Zhou Ze's bookstore, because she always felt that the mentor in her memory was too unprofessional to sell books full-time.
"The decoration team comes to ask you, what style do you want?"
The Taoist priest shouted on the phone.
"Let's follow the bookstore format."
"Following the format of a bookstore?" The old Taoist was stunned. Is there a pharmacy like this
"That's it."
"Oh, okay."
After hanging up the phone, Zhou Ze thought that he still had to call Lin Wanqiu to ask about it. After all, he was the one who sent the injured person over yesterday, and the injured person's brother's behavior of defrauding donations and money in this way in an attempt to make a fortune has caused great discredit to the image of Lin Wanqiu's hospital.
"Hey, what's up?"
Dean Lin answered the phone.
“How are you going to handle the crowdfunding issue?”
"I have asked my lawyer to sue the crowdfunding website. At the same time, the hospital's official Weibo account also released a video from yesterday from the time the injured person was admitted to the end of the operation."
"Can it be saved?" Zhou Ze asked with some guilt.
They haven't divorced yet. Even if they are divorced, a man would always feel a little guilty for cheating on his ex-wife, right
"I knew about the crowdfunding message released by the injured person's brother last night," said Dean Lin.
"Um?"
"Then I helped him by buying internet trolls and retweets from big Vs to help him get a lot of exposure. Of course, his crowdfunding also raised 500,000 yuan, and he was very happy."
"Did you do this on purpose?" Zhou Ze suddenly realized.
“Yes, when this incident became well-known and many people began to criticize my hospital for only caring about money and not human lives, I took advantage of the situation and bought more marketing accounts to help me forward the truth, publish videos, and condemn the incident.
Now the public opinion online is praising my hospital. Actually, it didn’t cost much money, just as advertising fee. The effect is surprisingly good. Both the public opinion and the higher authorities have praised the hospital. ”
"Then I worried for nothing."
"Do you think I've changed?"
“A little bit.”
"I am the dean now. Everyone in the hospital depends on me for their livelihood. I am no longer the little girl who followed you around during my internship."
"Um."
The phone was hung up.
Boss Zhou looked at his cell phone, threw down the cigarette in his hand, and stepped on it with his shoe sole.
"Hey, get in the car, what are you daydreaming about?"
Zhang Yanfeng had already driven out and honked at Zhou Ze.
Zhou Ze got in the car.
"Did you find out anything?"
Zhou Ze shook his head.
No matter what the truth is, Zhang Yanfeng is not suitable to be involved in this matter anymore.
"Okay, I'll go back to the police station and I can take you back to the bookstore on the way."
"Thank you."
"On my way, on my way. I won't use the bus for personal purposes."
Zhang Yanfeng patted the steering wheel, and a book that was previously placed on it fell down.
Because he was driving, Zhou Ze bent down to help him pick it up.
"The Road to Redemption?" Zhou Ze glanced at the title of the book. "You're reading this?"
"It was written by my brother-in-law. It's the one you visited in prison before." Zhang Yanfeng said proudly.
"He wrote it?"
"Yes, he actively reformed himself in prison and wrote several books based on prison life. Some of them have been published, and some have not yet been published. Because of this, he even received a commutation of his sentence."
Zhou Ze took the book in his hand with some seriousness.
Cover,
This is a panoramic photo of Tongcheng Prison.
Zhou Ze leaned out of the car window and looked at the Tongcheng Prison behind him.
Somehow,
He suddenly felt that
This towering prison,
And the haunted villa that Bai Yingying bought before,
A little bit.
resemblance… …