Chapter 183 The 183rd Day of No More Running Away The First Day of No More Running Away...

Chapter 183 The 183rd Day of No More Running Away The First Day of No More Running Away...

Liang Wenxuan's words stunned everyone.

Chen Bo looked at Liang Wenxuan and asked, "Brother Liang, are you really quitting?"

Liang Wenxuan touched his nose. "Yes, I'm not young anymore, and my son often complains that I don't spend enough time with him. I've been thinking about it these past few days, and I want to spend more time with my family in the future."

Liang Wenxuan's decision was too sudden.

Hua Lingfeng and the others were at a loss for words.

Seeing Liang Wenxuan's expression, Chen Bo realized he seemed to be having some unspeakable trouble, so he decided to cancel the meeting first. When Liang Wenxuan walked out, Chen Bo caught up with him and said, "Brother Liang, let's find a place to talk."

Liang Wenxuan looked at Chen Bozheng, hesitated, took the cigarette out of his mouth, and sighed: "Alright, let's go."

A Sichuan restaurant near Jingyun Residential Area.

Chen Bozheng and his group often came to this place. After arriving, they ordered a few dishes at random. Chen Bozheng looked at Liang Wenxuan and said, "Brother Liang, there's no one else here. Tell me the truth, do you really not want to do this anymore? You've always been a daring and hardworking person. I don't believe you're quitting to go home and be with your kids."

With Liang Wenxuan's family fortune, he had already achieved financial freedom by reselling houses, owning several properties.

Liang Wenxuan ate some peanuts and sighed, "Chen Bozheng, I can't hide anything from you. Fine, I'll tell you the truth, I don't dare to continue working with you guys."

"Why?" Chen Bo put down the teapot in his hand and asked, "We've been working together for so long, and we've never had a falling out, nor have we ever treated you unfairly in terms of money."

Liang Wenxuan said, "I know, I know everything. To be honest, I'm not stupid. I can see that all of you are destined to be extraordinary people. Xiao Hua goes without saying, but Chen Bozheng, you're willing to put in the effort and work diligently. You're destined for greatness. But—"

He picked up his teacup and took a sip: "There are some rumors circulating outside about Lin Qingfeng."

"What does this have to do with Fengzi?"

Chen Bo frowned, sensing that something was amiss.

Liang Wenxuan looked up at him, his hand on his thigh. "Now everyone outside is saying that Lin Qingfeng's drug trafficking is also related to you. You two are good brothers, you used to be inseparable, and you even had a history with the underworld. Who knows, you might also be involved in drug trafficking."

"This is blatant slander! Who started this rumor?!"

Chen Bo was furious and his face darkened.

He looked at Liang Wenxuan and said, "Brother Liang, don't tell me you believe in this nonsense."

Liang Wenxuan, of course, did not believe it.

He's not stupid.

But the key question is who is behind these rumors, who can spread these rumors so widely, and whether this person has any connection with drug dealers.

Just by looking at Liang Wenxuan's expression, Chen Bozheng knew what he was thinking.

He took a sip of tea and said, "I understand, you're afraid of implicating your family."

Liang Wenxuan clasped his hands in a respectful gesture to Chen Bozheng and said, "You're a wise man. I only have one son, and all I want to do is run a business and make some money. I really don't dare to offend anyone."

Chen Bozheng said to Liang Wenxuan, "I understand. Don't worry, I'll have Hua Lingfeng calculate your money and transfer it to your account later."

Liang Wenxuan hesitated and said, "There's no need to rush. I don't need the money. You can use it first. Consider it a loan from me. Even if we can't be business partners, we can still be friends."

Chen Bo felt a warmth in his heart upon hearing this.

Liang Wenxuan decided not to eat and was about to leave. Before leaving, he whispered to Chen Bozheng, "I asked an old friend about it, and it seems that this matter is somewhat related to Wang Xun. Be careful."

Chen Bozheng gave a faint "hmm" and patted Liang Wenxuan on the shoulder.

After Liang Wenxuan left, Chen Bo was holding a cup with a serious expression. He picked up his mobile phone, thought for a moment, and then dialed Lin Zhiyong's number.

Wang Hui and his men have had Wang Xinghai captured for three days.

During those three days, Wang Xinghai either remained silent or claimed he didn't know where the drugs came from when asked.

"Boss."

Xiao Sun and the others were having lunch when they saw Wang Hui come out of the interrogation room. He greeted him, "What did you get out of him?"

"Damn it, that bastard is like a clam, you just can't pry his mouth open."

Wang Hui irritably threw down the notebook, picked up the lunchbox on the table, and started eating.

Xiao Sun said, "Boss, we can't rush this. Anyway, he's in our hands. Even if Wang Xinghai didn't traffic drugs, he definitely smuggled electrical appliances. He hasn't paid taxes yet, so it's legal for us to detain him for as long as we want."

Wang Hui glanced at Xiao Sun, ate a few mouthfuls of rice, and thought to himself, things are not that simple.

Generally, the first three days after a criminal is apprehended are the golden period for obtaining information. The longer the time drags on, the weaker the suspect's fear of the police will be, making it more difficult to extract information.

Wang Hui looked at Xiao Sun and asked, "Have our people been keeping an eye on Zhou Damei? Has she made any moves?"

Xiao Sun said, "No, but she hasn't been doing that kind of work these past few days."

Zhou Damei is actually a pimp, responsible for pimping; you can arrest her if you want.

But Wang Hui detained her for a day and then released her.

The aim was to lure the snake out of its hole.

Upon hearing this, Wang Hui frowned. Just as he was about to say something, the phone rang. He picked it up and said, "Hello, sis, I'm free tonight, but I—"

Before Wang Hui could finish speaking, the call was disconnected.

Wang Hui stared wide-eyed at the phone.

Xiao Sun chuckled and said, "Boss, it's your sister calling you home for dinner again."

"What, isn't your mom calling you home for dinner?" Wang Hui said irritably.

Everyone else couldn't help but laugh.

For Wang Hui, Wang Rong was truly like an elder sister, like a mother.

Upon learning that Wang Hui was free tonight, the housekeeper instructed the nanny to prepare chicken soup, steamed grouper, and a whole table of delicious dishes for Wang Hui.

When Zhao Qun and his two brothers got home and saw the table full of food, they knew that their uncle must have come over for dinner that night.

Zhao Heng said, "Mom, you're so biased. Uncle is coming, and you prepare such a good meal for him. Oh, is that ginseng chicken soup?"

He took a sip of the soup, and Wang Rong slapped his hand. Wang Rong gave him a reproachful look, "You have no manners. You want to drink soup but you don't even bring a bowl. It's so inconvenient for Auntie to clean up the spilled soup."

Zhao Heng grinned at Wang Rong, "Mom, I can just clean it up. Isn't Uncle very busy lately?"

Zhao Qunhe glanced at him, then handed Wang Rong a bag of pastries: "I ran into that old shop on the way and it was open, so I bought you some donkey rolls."

Wang Rong happily accepted the things and said to Zhao Heng, "No matter how busy they are, they still need to eat. Besides, their work is sometimes busy and sometimes not. By the way, you're good with words, so you can tell your uncle later to take some time to go on a blind date. Aunt Zhou's daughter got divorced recently, and she's about the same age as your uncle. She seems to have a crush on your uncle, it just depends on whether your uncle is oblivious..."

When Wang Hui came to visit, he brought several books, all of which he bought at Xinhua Bookstore.

He knew that Wang Rong was in poor health and had developed a love for reading over the years, and had even written quite a few articles.

His brother-in-law was very supportive; one floor of their house was dedicated to Wang Rong's bookshelves.

After happily eating two bowls of rice, Wang Hui asked about his brother-in-law: "Is my brother-in-law not home again?"

Wang Rong said, "You know he's very busy with official duties. He went to Yunnan for an inspection yesterday and won't be back for a few days."

Zhao Henghe sipped his red wine, looking at Wang Hui with a half-smile: "Uncle, are you afraid my parents will nag about your wedding?"

"Hey, stop it, don't bring up things you don't want to talk about." Wang Hui made a pause gesture.

Zhao Heng said, "What's wrong with that? If you don't want to get married, you can still date. In this day and age, we should be more open-minded."

Wang Hui chuckled, both amused and annoyed: "Is disrespecting feelings what you call being open-minded? Your generation is really messing things up. If you're going to date, then you should aim for marriage."

“That’s perfect. Do you remember Aunt Zhou, our old neighbor? Her daughter is about your age and has been transferred to Beijing. You two know each other well; you were even deskmates in elementary school. Why don’t you give it a try with her?”

Wang Rong immediately seized on Wang Hui's words and said.

Wang Hui was speechless for a moment, "I...I don't have time."

"Uncle, is that an excuse? Are you really busy or just pretending?" Zhao Henghe said, "If you're really busy, you can always find the time to have a meal."

Wang Hui waved his hand: "No, no, I just happen to have time today, but I really don't have time afterwards, we're busy over there."

A knowing glint flashed in Zhao Henghe's eyes.

After a satisfying meal, we were full and had plenty of food and drink.

Wang Hui accompanied Wang Rong for a walk. Wang Hui had something important to do today, which is why he came here specifically.