After finally announcing Mr. Ba's name before entering, Su Zheng looked at the middle-aged man with accusations in his eyes.
"Hahaha, because there is no property management, anyone can enter this building casually. If anything happens, a salesman will come. I am also afraid of being tormented."
The middle-aged man explained embarrassingly, and by the way, he was busy asking everyone to sit down and pouring water.
It's really annoying when the salesman keeps pestering me. It is even more tragic when you have a married woman and a wife who is an avid shopper at home.
The most painful experience for a middle-aged man was that he went on a business trip for a week, and then came back a week later to find that his bankbook had shrunk by half - a sheath that would not hurt his fingers when cutting vegetables, a knife specially designed to cut apples into six pieces, and an apple corer. Glass cutting boards that are clear but completely unbearable, various plates specially for fish, specially for meat, specially for snacks, etc...
But in fact, these things have not been used a few times since I bought them. Forget it, just thinking about them makes me cry.
The young man helped his friend Yan Si to sit down on the sofa. Su Zheng sighed: "Brother Cao is too vigilant. Don't put so much cash at home, and then find a bank far away from home to deposit the money." ? In that case, even if my sister-in-law wants to buy something on impulse, she will have to withdraw money first, and she will probably not be in the mood to go back and forth. "
"Let's forget it." The middle-aged man sighed even more sadly, revealing an indescribable bitterness and haggardness: "Now salesmen have portable POS machines. Even if they don't have them, you can still transfer money online. At least you can pay the cash with one hand and there will be no future problems. , it will be more troublesome if someone else copies the bank card information... By the way, who are these three?"
The middle-aged man looked at Ye Shuang and the others in confusion.
Ye Shuang Xiaoxiao first introduced herself: "My surname is Ye, and Xiao Su is in my team now." Then he pointed at Yan Si and the other young man: "These two can be ignored. They have never seen the market to open their eyes."
Yan Si and the young man agreed to look at Ye Shuang patiently, but they could not refute this introduction.
The middle-aged man shook hands with Ye Shuang and smiled: "This is also the first time I have met Xiao Su, but I have known her for a long time and heard about her being with a team. Do you three need help with anything?"
Su Zheng went straight to the topic without any nonsense, took out her mobile phone and pulled up a few photos: "Brother Cao must have read the recent newspapers. Do you know about the theft of the Yan family's safe?"
On the phone was a photo that Su Zheng had taken professionally when he discovered the scene. The middle-aged man took it and looked at it carefully for a while, frowning: "This technique is very unfamiliar. It doesn't look like it was done by a master."
"Brother Cao is right." Su Zheng gave a thumbs up and praised: "I also saw that the technique was not very sophisticated, so I guessed that there should be several different people doing it, at least two people, one to dismantle the alarm , a cracked safe... I’m not familiar with the ground in Shanghai, so I can only ask Brother Cao to find out who might have done it.”
The middle-aged man turned over and over and looked at the photos on his phone for a long time, and stared at Yan Si thoughtfully for a few times: "Why do you think the young man looks familiar? Is this the young master of the Yan family?"
Yan Sihu nodded with a sullen expression, a perfunctory greeting and acknowledgment.
Recently, he found that his name was becoming more and more street vendor-like. Although Yan Si's reputation was not that good in the past, it was at least worth mentioning. At least attention means value, but since he met Ye Shuang, Yan Si found that he was just a cabbage in the eyes of others.
Regardless of Ye Shuang, Su Zheng or the other people around them, even the middle-aged man in front of them who looked completely featureless as soon as he blended into the crowd, everyone had a bland reaction when they saw Yan Si, as if he had nothing to do with the street. The passers-by are no different... This really makes Yan Si very depressed.
The middle-aged man rubbed his hands and thought: "Actually speaking, I shouldn't care so much, but after all, Master Ba is also an old-timer who everyone admires. Since you are his apprentice, Brother Cao will rely on his elders for a while... Our rules cannot Those who are trying to undermine each other, especially if this involves business inheritance rights, it’s really not good for you to get involved in these things.”
If it's a technical job... For example, someone was hired to break a safe at someone else's house... Of course it doesn't matter to this extent. After all, it's just work and no grudges are involved - you ask me to steal something, and I'll steal something for you. As for what you do with it after stealing it, that has nothing to do with me.
But Su Zheng now clearly wants to investigate, which will inevitably involve conflicts with his colleagues.
Destroying people's wealth is like killing their parents, and if you can betray your colleagues for the sake of your employer today, will this kind of thing continue to happen in the future
There is competition in any industry, but there are also hidden rules in every industry to jointly maintain the industry environment. Everyone can be against each other, but everyone can't murder each other... That's what the middle-aged man meant. If Su Zheng really wants to track down and even find out the colleagues who attacked him before, it will be tantamount to being a murderer in the eyes of his peers. Betrayal.
Ye Shuang smiled: "Brother Cao, don't worry too much. If we want to investigate, we won't find a hired pawn to vent our anger. Xiao Su just wants to find out who has the documents in the safe now."
"That's not very good." The middle-aged man shook his head and sighed: "A first-rate actor, a second-rate pusher, a third-rate bastard, a fourth-rate turtle, five shaved heads, six wiped backs, seven prostitutes, eight thieves, and nine blowjobs... Theft, theft, and prostitution are the worst. The lowest-ranking people are not just casual people on the road, let alone talking about them, but those who are truly on the road, the less low-ranking they are, the more professional reputation they have. Especially those who do crafts, betraying their employer is the biggest stain, and their skills are not as good as others. It’s also embarrassing.”
When the young man and Yan Si heard this, their outlook on life was refreshed, as if they had opened the door to a new world.
Su Zheng didn't have time to pay attention to the two people's jealousy. She smiled and said to the middle-aged man: "Brother Cao, why do you have to worry about others? Help me find out who did it. This is actually equivalent to an exchange of information between colleagues. Information. I'll go find that person and ask who hired them. Then they will say it's their character. What does it have to do with you?"
The middle-aged man sighed again: "If you didn't bring anyone here today and just said you were curious and hid it from me, maybe I would have told you. But now I know that you want to find clues from your colleagues. I If I help you find out who did it, doesn’t that mean I’m in cahoots with you?”
Yan Si's eyebrows twitched, he couldn't hold back and just wanted to speak.
Ye Shuang glanced over and seemed to be speaking slowly. He just stopped talking and got ahead of Yan Si: "We thought it would be more convenient for Brother Cao. You can bridge the gap and let everyone get to know each other. What can be said and cannot be said belongs to others. It's happened... Of course, if Brother Cao feels that it's hard to speak up, it will only take a little effort for us to find out. But since we can't get to know him through gentle methods, our method of catching him may be rude. Little bit…”
Is this a threat? The middle-aged man felt a little uncomfortable.
Su Zheng knew how to wink and hurriedly gave away the gifts with a smile: "I heard that Brother Cao's son is still in elementary school. I didn't know what children like when I came here for the first time, so I just bought some snacks and toys. Brother Cao has tens of millions of dollars." Don’t be polite to me.”
Is this an inducement? The middle-aged man always feels gloomy when looking at this group of people now. The kindness he felt when seeing his colleagues coming to visit him before is gone.
The young man looked around and felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere. He thought about it and said, "My eldest uncle has shares in Shanghai Century Primary School..."
By the way, Modu Century Primary School is the top-ranked key school in Modu. Not only does it offer secondary education, but it also has specialized hobbies and a variety of very rich and advanced teaching facilities. It is hard to find in Modu. , it is as difficult to get admitted as a high school student to get admitted to Beijing University.
Ye Shuang glanced at the young man in surprise, and then gave him an appreciative look - it seems that the second generation of rich people are not all playboys, at least they are quite skilled at using public affairs for personal gain and exploiting people's weaknesses.
Young people are seen to have a strange sense of pride.
The middle-aged man finally wavered, and he resorted to threats and inducements. More importantly, his children's education was extremely important. If he could really get a key elementary school certificate through the back door, his son would not be lost at the starting line... He sighed deeply. The middle-aged man struggled and gritted his teeth: "Okay, okay. I'll help you find out who stole it."
After thinking about it for a while, he seemed to feel that it was not good for him to compromise so easily. The middle-aged man quickly added: "But as agreed, you can't play tricks or force your comrades. Although Xiao Su, you I’m no longer a Taoist, but I still want to think about Master Ba’s name.”
Su Zheng pouted: "Okay, okay, just hurry up and find someone for me."
The middle-aged man had no choice but to pick up Su Zheng's mobile phone again and look at it. After thinking for a while, he called up the photo: "This safe is not produced by the manufacturer... You see, this lock is indeed a German brand, but in fact only the lock cylinder is from the original safe. The whole thing was dismantled, but the rest was modified.”
Su Zheng leaned over with interest: "Really? I haven't had time to steal this new model, so it turns out it's not genuine."
The middle-aged man nodded: "The thickness and material of the steel plate are different from the original safe. This is a model of a home safe, but the locks for home safes are actually not complicated. Generally, there are only two types: mechanical and electronic. There are no multiple locks. More No alarm will be added... Of course, the modifications should also be made by professional manufacturers. It may be that the insurance performance is not satisfactory after buying it, or it may be that the second-hand processing place made it with German locks and sold it.”
Ye Shuang went straight to the point: "Cao Ge specifically mentioned this. Is there something wrong with the person who made this safe?"
The middle-aged man looked over with admiration and then said: "If this is correct, the person who picked the lock must have something to do with the person who modified it." (To be continued)