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Chapter 64: Help me recognize someone.
Hearing that familiar accent, Wang Jian was quite surprised.
"Oh? You're also from H Province? Fellow townsman!"
Wen Yan still wore a smile on her face. "Strictly speaking, I'm not, but my grandmother is from H province."
In the dialect of H province, "阿婆" refers to one's maternal grandmother.
Upon hearing this, Wang Jian smiled and said, "Then you can also consider yourself one-fourth from H province. When we're away from home, we tend to be more friendly towards fellow townsman. By the way, what did you want to talk to me about? I have some time now. I just finished visiting a sick friend and was preparing to go back when I unexpectedly ran into you."
"That's great. Why don't we find a quieter place to talk?"
"Sure, when I was taking my friend out earlier to get some fresh air, I noticed that the environment around this hospital is nice. There are benches downstairs, and it's quite peaceful."
As Wang Jian said, the environment of the hospital's building for inpatients was nice, with lush greenery everywhere.
The two of them chose a quiet bench and sat down.
Wen Yan quickly initiated a conversation with the man next to her. "Uncle Wang, which city in H province are you from?"
"Z city."
"Really? What a coincidence! My grandmother is from there too."
"I don't speak the dialect very fluently, but I feel like the way you speak has the exact same accent as my grandmother. She's from Dijiu County, what about you?"
"What a coincidence indeed!" Wang Jian slapped his thigh excitedly and said, "I'm also from Dijiu County, from the mountains."
"My grandmother is also from there. She's from Sishui Village on the other side of Baishan. How about you?"
"Sishui Village! I know it, but I'm not from Sishui Village. Sishui Village is at the foot of our Baishan Mountain. My hometown is inside the mountains, I'm from Team Three. We have six teams total, from one to six. The higher the number, the deeper into the mountains."
What a coincidence! Such an incredible coincidence!
This really proved the saying "without coincidence, there's no story."
Wen Yan thought to herself, this world is truly a world of novels.
"Well, Uncle Wang, I wanted to ask you about something."
"What is it?"
"It's about that day when we first met at the supermarket. You suddenly asked a young girl if she was Mr. Zhao's daughter. What was that about?"
"Oh, that. Actually, I wasn't too sure afterwards. It just looked like it at first glance. She said she wasn't, so I must have mistaken her for someone else."
"Can I ask who this Mr. Zhao is? Is he a man or a woman?"
"She's a woman."
"What's her name, do you know? Is it Zhao Jing?"
"Zhao Jing? I'm not sure about that. All I know is that she's called Mr. Zhao. I saw her six or seven years ago, maybe even eight years ago. Back then, I was still living in the mountains and hadn't come out to work."
"This Mr. Zhao came to our mountains to recruit workers. She said she owned a clothing factory and brought along a beautiful daughter who looked about fifteen or sixteen years old."
"She said she wanted to let her child experience life during the winter vacation. She wasn't familiar with the villages in the mountains since she wasn't from there, so she found me through someone's introduction."
"She asked me to help her contact people and if I managed to recruit workers, I would be paid a commission per person. It was a good job, so I agreed."
"Later on, I did manage to arrange for about twenty people for her, but I haven't seen her since then. You seem to be very interested in this Mr. Zhao?"
After listening to all of this, Wen Yan couldn't help but frown.
Her expression gradually became serious.
Because everything Wang Jian and Aunt Zhou from Sishui Village had told her coincided completely.
In other words, they were talking about the same incident.
Wen Yan looked at Wang Jian, her face becoming more serious.
"Well, Uncle Wang, I want to ask you one more thing. Those one or two dozen female workers that you helped recruit, they were all female workers, right? Did they end up making money?"
"Yes, at a clothing factory, of course they only recruited female workers. I don't know if they made money because many of them didn't come back."
"Why is that? Do you know the reason?"
"I don't know, how would I know? But they all have one thing in common, which is that they come from poor families. Some of them are widows. Maybe after they made money outside, they didn't want to go back to their poor mountain villages. There aren't many people left in the countryside now, everyone is making a living outside."
"But some of them have families and children. Are they really willing to abandon their own children and parents?"
"Ah!" Wang Jian sighed and suddenly lowered his voice. "At that time, people in the village also speculated about this and suspected that they had joined some kind of pyramid scheme or something. But I had nothing to do with it, I just helped them make contacts. I told them from the beginning that it was completely up to them. I only got a 50 yuan referral fee per person, and I didn't get much benefit from it."
With so many people disappearing, Wen Yan couldn't help but suspect that something fishy was going on.
"In that case, Uncle Wang, although you don't know the name of the boss Zhao, if you saw her again, would you be able to recognize her?"
"I should be able to. Honestly, I have a deep impression of her. She gave me a referral fee of over 2,000 yuan that day. Within a day, she made over 2,000 yuan. She personally handed it to me, and I definitely won't forget her appearance."
"Okay, then I'll send you a red envelope with 2,000 yuan. Can you help me go upstairs and identify her?"
"Who is it?"
"Boss Zhao."
Although tempted by the 2,000 yuan, Wang Jian, being a shrewd person, became alert immediately.
"Why do you want me to identify her? What did she do wrong? Are you investigating her? Girl, I won't get involved in your affairs."
"No, no." Wen Yan quickly reassured him, "I just need one word from you, Uncle, yes or no, one or two words. You don't need to do anything else. Let's add each other on WeChat, and I can transfer the money to you now."
In the end, Wang Jian was persuaded by Wen Yan.
The two exchanged WeChat contacts, and Wen Yan immediately took a screenshot of his WeChat ID and saved it, in case he blocked her later and she couldn't find him.
Then the two of them left the bench.
It was quiet around this time, and there were hardly any patients wandering around.
But neither Wen Yan nor Wang Jian noticed.
There was a person hiding behind the dense greenery.
The two soon arrived outside the ward of Shen Zhirou's adoptive mother, Zhao Jing.
The door of the ward was closed at this time.
But through the glass on the door, they could still see the person inside.
After giving Wang Jian enough time to observe carefully, Wen Yan led him to a safe passage.
"So, Uncle Wang, did you see clearly? Is the person on the hospital bed the Boss Zhao you had dealings with six or seven years ago?"
(End of this chapter)
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Chapter 64: Help me recognize someone.
Hearing that familiar accent, Wang Jian was quite surprised.
"Oh? You're also from H Province? Fellow townsman!"
Wen Yan still wore a smile on her face. "Strictly speaking, I'm not, but my grandmother is from H province."
In the dialect of H province, "阿婆" refers to one's maternal grandmother.
Upon hearing this, Wang Jian smiled and said, "Then you can also consider yourself one-fourth from H province. When we're away from home, we tend to be more friendly towards fellow townsman. By the way, what did you want to talk to me about? I have some time now. I just finished visiting a sick friend and was preparing to go back when I unexpectedly ran into you."
"That's great. Why don't we find a quieter place to talk?"
"Sure, when I was taking my friend out earlier to get some fresh air, I noticed that the environment around this hospital is nice. There are benches downstairs, and it's quite peaceful."
As Wang Jian said, the environment of the hospital's building for inpatients was nice, with lush greenery everywhere.
The two of them chose a quiet bench and sat down.
Wen Yan quickly initiated a conversation with the man next to her. "Uncle Wang, which city in H province are you from?"
"Z city."
"Really? What a coincidence! My grandmother is from there too."
"I don't speak the dialect very fluently, but I feel like the way you speak has the exact same accent as my grandmother. She's from Dijiu County, what about you?"
"What a coincidence indeed!" Wang Jian slapped his thigh excitedly and said, "I'm also from Dijiu County, from the mountains."
"My grandmother is also from there. She's from Sishui Village on the other side of Baishan. How about you?"
"Sishui Village! I know it, but I'm not from Sishui Village. Sishui Village is at the foot of our Baishan Mountain. My hometown is inside the mountains, I'm from Team Three. We have six teams total, from one to six. The higher the number, the deeper into the mountains."
What a coincidence! Such an incredible coincidence!
This really proved the saying "without coincidence, there's no story."
Wen Yan thought to herself, this world is truly a world of novels.
"Well, Uncle Wang, I wanted to ask you about something."
"What is it?"
"It's about that day when we first met at the supermarket. You suddenly asked a young girl if she was Mr. Zhao's daughter. What was that about?"
"Oh, that. Actually, I wasn't too sure afterwards. It just looked like it at first glance. She said she wasn't, so I must have mistaken her for someone else."
"Can I ask who this Mr. Zhao is? Is he a man or a woman?"
"She's a woman."
"What's her name, do you know? Is it Zhao Jing?"
"Zhao Jing? I'm not sure about that. All I know is that she's called Mr. Zhao. I saw her six or seven years ago, maybe even eight years ago. Back then, I was still living in the mountains and hadn't come out to work."
"This Mr. Zhao came to our mountains to recruit workers. She said she owned a clothing factory and brought along a beautiful daughter who looked about fifteen or sixteen years old."
"She said she wanted to let her child experience life during the winter vacation. She wasn't familiar with the villages in the mountains since she wasn't from there, so she found me through someone's introduction."
"She asked me to help her contact people and if I managed to recruit workers, I would be paid a commission per person. It was a good job, so I agreed."
"Later on, I did manage to arrange for about twenty people for her, but I haven't seen her since then. You seem to be very interested in this Mr. Zhao?"
After listening to all of this, Wen Yan couldn't help but frown.
Her expression gradually became serious.
Because everything Wang Jian and Aunt Zhou from Sishui Village had told her coincided completely.
In other words, they were talking about the same incident.
Wen Yan looked at Wang Jian, her face becoming more serious.
"Well, Uncle Wang, I want to ask you one more thing. Those one or two dozen female workers that you helped recruit, they were all female workers, right? Did they end up making money?"
"Yes, at a clothing factory, of course they only recruited female workers. I don't know if they made money because many of them didn't come back."
"Why is that? Do you know the reason?"
"I don't know, how would I know? But they all have one thing in common, which is that they come from poor families. Some of them are widows. Maybe after they made money outside, they didn't want to go back to their poor mountain villages. There aren't many people left in the countryside now, everyone is making a living outside."
"But some of them have families and children. Are they really willing to abandon their own children and parents?"
"Ah!" Wang Jian sighed and suddenly lowered his voice. "At that time, people in the village also speculated about this and suspected that they had joined some kind of pyramid scheme or something. But I had nothing to do with it, I just helped them make contacts. I told them from the beginning that it was completely up to them. I only got a 50 yuan referral fee per person, and I didn't get much benefit from it."
With so many people disappearing, Wen Yan couldn't help but suspect that something fishy was going on.
"In that case, Uncle Wang, although you don't know the name of the boss Zhao, if you saw her again, would you be able to recognize her?"
"I should be able to. Honestly, I have a deep impression of her. She gave me a referral fee of over 2,000 yuan that day. Within a day, she made over 2,000 yuan. She personally handed it to me, and I definitely won't forget her appearance."
"Okay, then I'll send you a red envelope with 2,000 yuan. Can you help me go upstairs and identify her?"
"Who is it?"
"Boss Zhao."
Although tempted by the 2,000 yuan, Wang Jian, being a shrewd person, became alert immediately.
"Why do you want me to identify her? What did she do wrong? Are you investigating her? Girl, I won't get involved in your affairs."
"No, no." Wen Yan quickly reassured him, "I just need one word from you, Uncle, yes or no, one or two words. You don't need to do anything else. Let's add each other on WeChat, and I can transfer the money to you now."
In the end, Wang Jian was persuaded by Wen Yan.
The two exchanged WeChat contacts, and Wen Yan immediately took a screenshot of his WeChat ID and saved it, in case he blocked her later and she couldn't find him.
Then the two of them left the bench.
It was quiet around this time, and there were hardly any patients wandering around.
But neither Wen Yan nor Wang Jian noticed.
There was a person hiding behind the dense greenery.
The two soon arrived outside the ward of Shen Zhirou's adoptive mother, Zhao Jing.
The door of the ward was closed at this time.
But through the glass on the door, they could still see the person inside.
After giving Wang Jian enough time to observe carefully, Wen Yan led him to a safe passage.
"So, Uncle Wang, did you see clearly? Is the person on the hospital bed the Boss Zhao you had dealings with six or seven years ago?"
(End of this chapter)
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