Traveling through the Eighth Five-Year Plan: Starting from selling fruit at a stall

Chapter 247 Speak carefully, beware that walls have ears

It is not easy for ordinary people to bring down a big man.

Even if He Shaojun gave him advice, Ji Zhongqiu never got the chance.

On the contrary, Feng Aimin already has a sense of prevention because he has been alerting the enemy before.

Although he has not yet reached the point where he has seven or eight bodyguards, there are also many gangsters around him.

This group of youngsters followed at a distance, and they would rush forward and tear each other apart as soon as he gave an order.

After Ji Zhongqiu healed up from his injury, he followed him for a while, and he was keen to discover the clues very quickly.

I can only settle for the next best thing and discuss with He Shaojun what to do next.

He Shaojun has been immersed in the capital for decades, and the Beijing area is only that big in total. The two of them have seen each other without seeing each other. These years have been peaceful, but it doesn't mean that he has no certainty.

He Shaojun pointed out a clear path for Ji Zhongqiu. Feng Aimin has a villa in the suburbs of Beijing that no outsiders know about.

It is not uncommon for celebrities to be assigned villas in Beijing.

Rich bigwigs not only have single-family villas, but also luxury cars for travel.

But the strange thing is that there is a nanny who is so tender that she can pinch water in this villa. She is obviously not a big shot, but she is always followed by two bodyguards when she travels.

This point is incredible.

After Ji Zhongqiu heard the news, his heart became active.

After He Shaojun's guidance, Ji Zhongqiu found the nanny and observed it for two days.

As He Shaojun said, no matter where she goes, there will always be two bodyguards by her side.

After squatting with her for five days, Feng Aimin appeared in the villa on a weekend night.

In order to deceive others, Feng Aimin even disguised himself carefully when he went to find her.

Seeing Feng Aimin's figure, Ji Zhongqiu became excited.

After Feng Aimin entered the villa, he didn't leave until the next morning.

Before leaving, Ji Zhongqiu saw the little nanny personally escorting him out. When the two separated, the nanny tiptoed and kissed Feng Aimin's face.

Seeing this scene, Ji Zhongqiu immediately understood everything.

What kind of nanny is this, she is clearly Feng Aimin's mistress!

It's just a pity that he wandered here for a week and also attracted the attention of two bodyguards.

In order not to startle the snake, Ji Zhongqiu had no choice but to return to He Shaojun's house again.

"Uncle He, you are so unkind, you actually asked me to spy on a mistress."

He Shaojun smiled and said, "As long as there is something to gain."

Ji Zhongqiu sighed: "What kind of gain is this, I don't want to find a breakthrough from a woman."

"I always thought you were smart, why are you confused now?"

He Shaojun had no choice but to break through the screen paper, "As far as I know, Feng Aimin's monthly salary is only 150 yuan."

Ji Zhongqiu's eyes lit up: "You mean Feng Aimin is a corrupt criminal?"

He Shaojun's eyes froze, and he corrected him: "Boy, be careful with your words, be careful that walls have ears."

Ji Zhongqiu looked at him inexplicably, and said suspiciously: "Uncle He, this is at your house, why are you so careful?"

"be careful and live long."

Ji Zhongqiu suddenly understood everything.

He Shaojun is having a hard time right now.

Compared with Feng Aimin, he has even less real power in his hands.

Maybe in the eyes of ordinary people, He Shaojun is a high-ranking state official, but in Feng Aimin's eyes, crushing him to death is like crushing an ant.

He remembered Li Zhonghua monitoring him for Feng Weiwei.

Li Zhonghua was originally a street sneaker just like him.

But he was worse than himself.

But it's such a bad person, every time he goes on a blind date, he can be rich for a month.

Although Li Zhonghua is usually very tight-lipped, for people like them, there is nothing that a drink can't solve.

——Li Zhonghua accidentally slipped his mouth when drinking with a friend and told others where his money came from.

But his brother sold him in the blink of an eye.

"Uncle He, I want to ask you a question, does Feng Aimin's daughter Feng Weiwei have a job?"

He Shaojun sneered coldly: "That dude Feng Weiwei? She has high eyesight, she doesn't care about any job."

Ji Zhongqiu's heart moved, and he said casually: "But as far as I know, she usually spends money lavishly, and she will go to Qingpu City every once in a while, but she has no job, where does her money come from? "

He Shaojun pointed at him with a smile: "Boy, I told you to be cautious just now, why did you turn my words around?"

"This matter can only be felt, not spoken. You should pretend that you don't know."

Mid-autumn season is clear.

He let himself pretend not to know, but in fact he wanted to investigate himself.

"Uncle, I know what to do, so I'll take my leave first."

Coming out of Baoshaojun's house, Ji Zhongqiu counted the few money in his hand, he was heartbroken, spent one yuan to tear a piece of floral cloth, and then went to the small commodity market to buy small commodities worth tens of yuan.

How Ling Yue got rich, he knows better than anyone else.

He doesn't want to contact Ling Yue now, let alone Ling Xiaohua.

He knew what he was doing, and for some things, the fewer people who knew about it, the better.

What he didn't expect was that even if the goods he bought in the small commodity wholesale market in Beijing, he just made a profit of 50 yuan on the first day he set up a stall.

This is much better than in Qingpu City.

So, he set up stalls in different places every day, and seemed to forget about finding Feng Aimin.

But only he himself knows best what he is doing.

He wanted to find out Feng Aimin's routine and what kind of people he was in contact with every day.

The only thing that gave him a headache was that He Shaojun refused to tell him Feng Aimin's address, so he could only rely on himself to move from one street to the next and search slowly.

But the capital city is too big, it took him another month just to find the street where Feng Aimin lived.

At this time, Ling Yue, who was far away in Qingqing City, had already bought the No. [-] Garment Factory.

After finding Feng Aimin's residence, the money in his hand was almost 2000 yuan.

After spending 1000 yuan to rent a shop, Ji Zhongqiu went back to his old job of selling clothes.

It was also thanks to him being a gangster in Qingpu City, within a week, he got involved with the gangsters on this street.

He is a man of righteousness, and never asks Feng Aimin in front of these gangsters.

Until one day, Feng Aimin's lover, Sun Huanying, came to his store to buy two shirts, and subconsciously chatted with the gang leader.

Ji Zhongqiu saw it in his eyes and was happy in his heart.

Consciously or unintentionally, he began to talk about the boss.

The leader of the hooligans cut a cut: "You don't know her daughter, her daughter is rich, but I don't know where she died in the past two months, so we brothers can't even afford food. .”

Ji Zhongqiu became interested: "Her daughter must be very beautiful, right?"

"What's so beautiful about her? No one here dares to provoke her, she's like a tigress."

Ji Zhongqiu laughed: "Tigress? How can you say that about other girls?"

"You don't know, she has learned Sanda, and most men can't get close to her." The gangster said helplessly, "Her record of bravery is [-]v[-], and she still won."

Feng Weiwei's ability to play Sanda was something that Ji Zhongqiu did not expect.

In his impression, Feng Weiwei had always looked pitifully innocent.

Not to mention fighting, even if other people's voices were a little louder, she always looked frightened.

"Then everyone in their family should be able to play Sanda?"

"That's not true. There are three children in her family, and this girl will."

Feng Weiwei has two older brothers. When they were in Qingpu City, they used to be picky about Ji Zhongqiu, and they always couldn't understand him.

But at that time, he and Feng Weiwei were purely friends, and the few of them lived in peace.

After getting this almost useless information, although Ji Zhongqiu felt a little disappointed, it also sounded the alarm for him.

Since Feng Weiwei can play Sanda, maybe her two older brothers are even better.

And I have never learned fighting or anything like that, so my chances of winning against the three brothers and sisters are almost zero.

Ji Zhongqiu had to open a clothing store in the capital to make ends meet, but what he didn't expect was that it was his decision that brought Mo Chi's clothing to the capital by mistake after he overthrew Feng Aimin.

In particular, Xiao Jun had stayed in Shenzhen City for many years, and he was familiar with the clothing styles in Shenzhen City. When the clothing of Mo Chi Garment Factory came into the market, it won the favor of customers in the capital.

In order to collect more useful evidence, Ji Zhongqiu opened a shop during the day, and at night, he and his friends either went out to eat, or bought vegetables and cooked them in the shop, and soon became the second-in-command of this group of gangsters.

Sun Huanying comes to the store to buy clothes very frequently, and she will come to patronize whenever there is a new one.

Coupled with this group of gangster friends, not only did Sun Huanying have no suspicions about Ji Zhongqiu, but she felt that this big boy was more motivated than anyone in the capital she knew.

The longer he came to the capital, the more lonely Ji Zhongqiu felt.

But even so, he still did not forget his mission.

Opportunities are always reserved for those who are prepared.

In the third month after Ji Zhongqiu opened the store, that is, at the beginning of October of [-], he finally got in touch with Feng Aimin's eldest son, Feng Zhengyi.

At this time, Feng Zhengyi was married and had children, and also had a decent job.

He came here to buy clothes in Mid-autumn Festival, but he couldn't stand Sun Huanying nagging in his ear every day, so he came here to have a look.

As soon as Ji Zhongqiu saw him, he knew the opportunity had come.

He pointed to Feng Zhengyi and said, "Why do you look so familiar to me, as if I've seen you somewhere before."

Sun Huanying smiled and said, "Boss Ji, what are you talking about? This is my eldest son. He has never been to your shop before."

Unexpectedly, Ji Zhongqiu called Feng Zhengyi's name on the spot: "You are Feng Zhengyi, right?"

Feng Zhengyi looked at him in astonishment: "How do you know that I am Feng Zhengyi?"

Ji Zhongqiu patted his thigh, and said to Sun Huanying: "Auntie, I said why do you look so familiar, do you remember Ji Shiming?"

Sun Huanying frowned: "I seem to have heard of it somewhere."

"I am Ji Shiming's son Zhongqiu. You all called me San'er when I was young!"

Feng Zhengyi came to his senses, looked him up and down, and said, "Ji Zhongqiu? So it's you!"

He excitedly said to Sun Huanying: "Mom, Weiwei always liked to follow his ass around when she was young!"

When Feng Weiwei was mentioned, Sun Huanying finally realized: "I remember what you said. Weiwei has liked to play with you since she was six or seven years old."

Ji Zhongqiu looked very embarrassed: "Auntie, I'm a little embarrassed by what you said. I was ignorant when I was a child, and I always liked to bully Weiwei."

"San'er, are you married?"

Ji Zhongqiu hesitated for a moment, but still shook his head: "No."

"I remember you have an older brother, where are they now?"

Ji Zhongqiu's expression darkened, and he said, "Auntie, I'm the only one in our family now. My sister and my brother didn't make it through the years when they went to the countryside. My mother left after two years."

Sun Huanying's heart ached when she heard that, tears fell down her cheeks.

"How could this happen? How could such a good person like your parents leave so suddenly?"

"Auntie, don't say that, I've survived all these years, and I'm living well now, aren't I?"

Sun Huanying nodded, "Okay, as long as you live well."

Feng Zhengyi also had a look of regret: "When I was in Qingpu City, your brother was my best friend. It's really a trick of luck."

That night, Feng Zhengyi came to invite Ji Zhongqiu to his house as a guest.

If you have any difficulties in the capital, you can go to him.

This was exactly in Ji Zhongqiu's arms, so he didn't hold back at the moment, and followed him to his house.

Before going, Ji Zhongqiu specially bought a few bottles of malted milk and a pack of cigarettes.

Feng Zhengyi refused to let him buy it, but he couldn't resist him, so he had to let him go.

When we arrived at Feng's house, Feng Weiwei was not at home. When Feng Aimin saw Ji Zhongqiu, his face turned cold.

Ji Zhongqiu handed over the things he bought: "Hello, Uncle Feng, do you still remember me?"

Feng Aimin's face was extremely unnatural, but the so-called stretching out his hand and not hitting the smiling face said, "San'er, right? Your aunt told me that you will come and visit often when you have nothing to do, and treat this place as your home."

As soon as Ji Zhongqiu put the things down, Sun Huanying came out of the kitchen and complained: "You child, you just came here, what else do you want to buy?"

Ji Zhongqiu said honestly: "Auntie, it didn't cost much."

"Mom, don't listen to his nonsense." Feng Zhengyi sat down on the sofa, "If I didn't stop him, he would still want to buy two bottles of Moutai."

Ji Zhongqiu said: "But I haven't been here for so many years. If I come to the door empty-handed, if my parents find out, they will jump out of the field and beat me up."

Feng Aimin loves to ignore the arrival of Ji Mid-Autumn Festival.

Hearing what he said, he asked subconsciously: "San'er, what do you mean by that? What happened to your parents?"

Sun Huanying glared at him, stopped him and said, "Old Feng!"

Immediately said to Ji Zhongqiu: "San'er, don't take it to heart, you will treat this place as your own home from now on, and we welcome you to come over anytime."

After finishing speaking, she confessed to Feng Zhengyi: "Justice, you chat with San'er, I'm going to cook."

Before leaving, he took Feng Aimin away with him.

When Feng Aimin came out of the kitchen, he looked at Ji Zhongqiu with a little more pity.

(End of this chapter)