Chapter 70: The Extravagance of the Rich Second Generation
"Yes... it was my leader who pulled me over. Brother Shen is an important client of our company, and the leader asked me to accompany him..." The girl lowered her head, as if she had made a mistake, and was still a little nervous: "The leader told me that Brother Shen and I are about the same age, and we are both young people who can play together, just eating and singing. Just now, Brother Shen suddenly said that he wanted to go to another place to play, so the leader pushed me to Brother Shen and told me to go with Brother Shen first, and he would be there soon. But when I walked out, Brother Shen hugged me."
"It seems that your leader has given you up. It's a good thing you ran into us this time, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous." Yu Miaomiao said, and she was a little angry: "How can there be such a leader? I think you should change your job this morning. Following such a leader with a distorted outlook, something bad will happen sooner or later."
"I just realized it too. Thank you so much for today." The girl bowed to Yu Miaomiao, then turned and ran to the side of the road, hailing a taxi.
"I looked at the girl and she should have just graduated from college. In today's society, there are traps at every step for girls." Yu Miaomiao sighed as she watched the taxi driving away.
"It's also unfair to boys." Han Yun said thoughtfully, then walked towards Haoye KTV with his hands in his pockets. Yu Miaomiao followed, and after the two of them entered, Yu Miaomiao went to the bar first, showed his identity to the waiter inside, and asked: "Which private room is Mr. Zheng in?"
Haoye KTV fully embodies the word "luxury". The hall is decorated magnificently and the various decorations don't look cheap. Yu Miaomiao, who asked Zheng Zicai's box number, came over and said to Han Yun, "3rd floor, the innermost box ."
The two of them came to the elevator and took it up to the third floor. There were many private rooms on the third floor and the corridor was very long. Han Yun and Yu Miaomiao found a waiter standing in the corridor and asked again. They were led by the waiter to the private room for Zheng Zicai. At this time, there was a hot DJ dance music playing inside. Han Yun walked forward and pushed open the door of the private room.
In the private room, there were more than a dozen people sitting on the sofa. On the coffee table and in front of the screen, there were about five or six girls dancing and posing. These girls were all wearing revealing clothes and were having a great time. Zheng Zicai was sitting in the middle of the sofa. He was staring at one of the girls with blurry eyes and didn't notice that someone had come into the room.
Han Yun winked at Miaomiao, who immediately understood and walked to the screen to unplug the music. The music stopped instantly, and the dancing girl and the person sitting on the sofa all looked at Han Yun and Yu Miaomiao. At this time, someone stood up from the sofa and cursed, "Who the hell are you? Do you know whose box this is? How dare you come here and act wild?"
Yu Miaomiao took out her ID and slapped it on the speaker's chest without saying anything. Then Han Yun walked over to Zheng Zicai and said, "Can we talk alone?"
The man behind him looked at Yu Miaomiao's ID and hurried over and said to Zheng Zicai, "Brother Zheng, this is someone from the Beidu Police Department's serious crime unit."
Zheng Zicai was not panicked. He curled his lips and smiled, then picked up the bottle, took a sip, and said to the people around him: "It seems that this is the only way tonight. You go back first, I want to talk to the serious crime team."
"Boss Zheng is so amazing. He even knows people from the serious crime squad." Some brainless girl whispered in the background.
The girl and the people around Zheng Zicai left one by one, and soon only Han Yun, Yu Miaomiao, and Zheng Zicai were left in the room. Yu Miaomiao walked over and turned the flashing lights in the box back to normal mode, while Han Yun looked Zheng Zicai up and down. Zheng Zicai was already a little unsteady at this time, and it was obvious that he had drunk enough. He sat down on the sofa, smiled and said, "What do you want to talk about? I'll accompany you."
Yu Miaomiao secretly took out her cell phone and switched it to recording mode to use as evidence for the future.
Han Yun sat down, looking at the various famous wines on the coffee table, and snorted: "It's not cheap for Master Zheng to spend this night, right?"
"That depends on who you are with. For you, you may never be able to afford this one night in your lifetime." Zheng Zicai waved his hand randomly with the bottle in his hand and said, "For me, it's just pocket money."
"That's right. Not many people can compare to Master Zheng." Han Yun straightened up, turned to look at Zheng Zicai and said, "Even if you spend your whole life eating, drinking and having fun, you won't have to worry about having no money. After all, you have a capable father."
"Mockery, you are obviously mocking me." Zheng Zicai pointed at Han Yun, picked up the bottle and took a sip, leaned back on the sofa and said, "But I'm not angry. Yes, I spent my father's money, so what? I earn money for my son."
"Yes, you are the only son of Zheng Li. All the wealth will be yours in the future." Han Yun also picked up a bottle of wine, took a look at it, and said to Zheng Zicai, "But it's really strange. Now that the third child is allowed, your father has a great family, why didn't he think of giving you a brother or sister?"
"Pfft." Zheng Zicai clapped his thigh and laughed for a few seconds as if he had heard a very funny joke, and then said: "It's hard to say whether that old guy can stand up now, and he wants to have a second child. Don't tease me."
It seems that Zheng Zicai was really drunk and dared to say that about his biological father. Han Yun curled his lips and smiled, got to the point, and said, "That's right, maybe Zheng Li has already completed the second child quota, and you are the second child."
Zheng Zicai, who was originally smiling, suddenly fell in dismay when he heard this. He put the bottle of wine in his hand on the coffee table, turned his head and stared at Han Yun and said, "You can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want."
Han Yun took out his phone from his pocket, found Qian Feng's photo, and handed it to Zheng Zicai to take a look. Zheng Zicai squinted his eyes and looked at it for a long time before he recognized it said, "Isn't this brother Qian Feng? What's wrong with him? He looks dead."
"So you admit that you know him?" Han Yun asked.
Zheng Zicai suddenly realized something, shook his head and said, "No, how could I know such a person?"
It seems that although Zheng Zicai was drunk and his mind was a little confused, he did not completely lose his mind. However, he did not know that Qian Feng had been murdered. Han Yun smiled and said, "But this Qian Feng knows you. A while ago, you entrusted him with the project of installing plastic steel windows in the hot spring town, and he was very generous."
"He... sold me out?" Zheng Zicai raised his hand and scratched his hair, as if trying to sober himself up.
"This kind of person is unreliable. It's fine when there's nothing wrong, but once something goes wrong, do you think he will keep his mouth shut?" Han Yun continued to guide Zheng Zicai: "Otherwise, why do you think the serious crime team would come to you? What does the serious crime team do?"
