Chapter 118 The 118th day since I stopped running...

Chapter 118 The 118th day since I stopped running...

Lin Dayong sighed inwardly when he saw that Lin Xin was silent.

He had arranged to meet his friend at Bianyifang to eat roast duck, and the friend was also going to let him know the results of the ingredient testing.

Upon arriving at their destination, Lin Dayong said to Lin Xin, "Don't look so gloomy. If my friend sees us like this, he'll think we have a problem with him."

Lin Xin hesitated, then said, "Master..."

"Alright, I promise you, if the investigation doesn't find anything wrong, I absolutely won't do anything against my conscience, okay?" Lin Dayong said.

Lin Xin immediately smiled and said excitedly, "Okay, I believe Brother Chen and the others definitely won't tamper with the building materials."

"Old Lin, over here."

Bianyifang was bustling with business. Although it was afternoon and not yet dinner time, the place was still packed with people.

This is understandable. Beijing is now a popular tourist destination for people all over the country. In addition, Peking duck is famous. Although Bianyifang is not as famous as Quanjude, it is still quite well-known. Plus, the prices are slightly cheaper. It is common for it to be packed with people at this time.

"Old Xi, how's life at the research institute?"

When they reached the table, Lin Dayong tossed a cigarette to his classmate, Lao Xi.

Old Xi glanced at it and shouted, "Good heavens, how come you're getting worse and worse, and now you're even smoking Daqianmen cigarettes?"

Lin Dayong glanced at it and realized it was true. He looked embarrassed and pulled out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket. "Sorry, I'm used to it. If I smoke too much while working on the construction site, people will get suspicious."

Old Xi opened his cigarette pack without ceremony, lit one, and looked Lin Dayong up and down: "Everyone says that you reporters are glamorous, but it seems that it's not easy to do it. The investigation results are out, take a look."

He took a document out of the black plastic bag next to him and handed it to Lin Dayong.

Lin Dayong took it, flipping through it as he asked, "How is it? Is there a problem with the building materials?"

"No, there's absolutely no problem." Old Xi tapped his fingers on the table. "The building materials in Jingyun Community are of such high quality; they're truly the best materials in all of Beijing."

Lin Dayong paused in his work of flipping through the documents. "Really? You're not kidding me, are you?"

"Why would I lie to you?" Old Xi laughed. "Take a look back yourself, the information is all there. This neighborhood is nice. Are there any apartments left? I'd like to buy one too."

"If you're interested, go buy it." Lin Dayong said, putting away the documents and calling the waiter to order, but a thoughtful look appeared in his eyes.

Hu Cheng arrived at the Sichuan restaurant with great excitement.

He waited patiently for many days, all for this moment.

But once inside the private room, he saw two stacks of banknotes on the table. Hu Cheng paused, looking at Lin Dayong and his apprentice, "What... what do you mean by this?"

Lin Dayong said, "Boss Hu, we'll return the money to you. Let's pretend we never agreed to this."

He looked at his apprentice: "Alright, things have been settled, let's go."

The apprentice was overjoyed and stood up to leave with Lin Dayong.

Hu Cheng was furious and blocked their way. "Explain yourself before you leave. What do you mean by 'explain'? I asked you to investigate the shady dealings in Jingyun Community. What the hell do you mean by giving me back my money?"

Hu Cheng's appearance might scare others, but it wouldn't scare Lin Dayong.

Lin Dayong, a reporter, has made a lot of dirty money now, but when he first entered the industry, he couldn't survive by just writing a few articles. In order to write an article about beggars, he actually pretended to be a homeless man and infiltrated the beggar community, and almost had his arms and legs broken.

"Boss Hu, do you understand what I mean? Jingyun Community has nothing to fear, they are upright and honest. I, Lin Dayong, am not a good person, but I would never do something like slandering someone! Take the money or leave it."

Lin Dayong rolled his eyes at Hu Cheng and was about to leave with his apprentice.

Hu Cheng grabbed his shoulder, "You son of a bitch..."

Before he could finish speaking, Lin Dayong turned around and looked at him, saying only four words, "scrap steel bars..." Hu Cheng's expression changed, and he subconsciously let go of his hand.

"Why did Lin Dayong and his team leave so suddenly when they were doing such a good job?"

Hua Lingfeng held the boxed lunch, complaining incessantly.

He and Lin Xin were about the same age. Although Lin Xin was a migrant worker, he was very knowledgeable and knew a lot of things that Hua Lingfeng didn't know. When they had nothing to do, the two would get together to chat and joke around.

Hua Lingfeng and Lin Xin had almost become brothers. He originally wanted Lin Xin to change his clothes and become a real estate agent at the sales office. After all, real estate agents don't need much education. Although a primary school education was a bit of a stretch, Lin Xin spoke quite fluently and people, so he figured it wouldn't be too difficult for him to do this job.

Who would have thought that he would leave so suddenly after not coming all day yesterday?

Hua Lingfeng was devastated.

Wang Jianquan said helplessly, "I didn't see you getting along so well with Young Master Lin and the others before. How come you and Lin Xin get along so well?"

Hua Lingfeng rolled his eyes. "What do you know? Young Master Lin and his group are just fair-weather friends. They're all black-hearted and have said countless bad things about me behind my back. Do you think I'd be so stupid as to be on their side?"

Wang Jianquan was somewhat surprised: "How did you know?"

Hua Lingfeng sneered, and was about to speak when Liang Wenxuan came in from outside, holding a newspaper, and ran quickly, "Look, look at this newspaper!"

Liang Wenxuan was covered in sweat from running. Hua Lingfeng put down his lunchbox and said, "Brother Liang, didn't you go home for dinner? Why are you back?"

Liang Wenxuan pointed at the newspaper, trembling with excitement: "Look at the newspaper, we're in the newspaper!"

"Huh?" Hua Lingfeng was shocked to hear this. As everyone knows, things that make the newspapers are usually not good news. Wang Jianquan was also worried. Could something have happened in their neighborhood? But he racked his brains and thought about it. Everything had been peaceful lately. Even the neighboring Jingyang neighborhood hadn't come to cause trouble.

"Reporters Lin Dayong and Lin Xin went undercover in Jingyun Residential Area to conduct an on-site investigation..." Hua Lingfeng's eyes widened when he saw these two names. He rubbed his eyes, unable to believe it. "Lin Dayong and Lin Xin?!"

"Xiao Hua, who are you talking about? Those two who just left our construction site?" Wang Jianquan asked in surprise.

He squeezed next to Hua Lingfeng, each holding a newspaper.

This is even the front page headline!

The report about Lin Dayong and Lin Xin described how the two of them sneaked into the construction site to work and investigate. It also said that after investigation, the quality of the building materials used in their community exceeded the national standards, and the wall thickness and other standards were also exceptionally reliable. They even invited architectural experts to review the data and said that the community could withstand earthquakes of very high intensity.

Next to this report are several privately taken construction drawings of the Jingyun residential complex. Even a layman can see that the construction site is up to standard.

The migrant workers were all wearing safety helmets. The construction site wasn't perfectly tidy, but it was still quite organized. In addition, the canteen was also filmed, showing the workers' three meals a day clearly. Each meal included two meat dishes and one vegetable dish, and there was plenty of rice.

"What... what's going on?"

Wang Jianquan scratched his head, his brain completely blank.