Chapter Fifteen: Sito Ho Ran

  Got the Blu-ray, He Ming was about to leave, but Sutu Haoran kept pestering him and handed over another 1,000 yuan. "Compensating you, damn it."

  Before leaving, He Ming didn't forget to take the mop. As soon as he arrived at the door and opened it, he saw three people standing there, with the middle-aged man in front raising his hand to knock on the door.

  A middle-aged man with a worried and bitter face, accompanied by two young people, looked at He Ming and asked: "Who are you?"

  He Mingyizheng said sternly: "I am a government staff member, specially come to issue population red dividends and investigate the house area."

  A middle-aged man smiled wryly and pressed the elevator button. "Great, I'm upstairs. These are my two sons. I have a wife. Four people, how much do you charge?"

  He Mingdao said: "I will go up and distribute the money. Do we need to follow the procedure?"

  The middle-aged man nodded and walked past He Ming into the house, his expression suddenly becoming fierce as he shouted: "Situ Haoran, Situ Dage! It's the new year again, another year has passed! You should return my money now! 500,000 yuan! Give it back to me!"

  He Ming turned his head, only to see Sutu Hao Ran pretending to be extremely surprised and said: "Ah, I think it's still who, isn't this my benefactor Wang Ge? Ah, my dear brother, you are even more dear than my own brother. It's not that I, Hao Ran, don't want to pay back the money, it's just that there is no money. On this New Year's Eve, brothers haven't even eaten dinner yet."

  "Brother Wang grabbed Cai Hou Ran and scolded: 'You son of a bitch, you borrowed my money to gamble. You're paralyzed from gambling! You don't even have food to eat, do I have money to eat?! You've been gambling every day for three years now, with my money!'"

  Situ Hao Ran spread out his hands and lay on the ground like a dead dog, saying: "No money, only one life, you see what to do."

  "Brother Wang was furious and laughed: 'You're playing this trick again, you little brat. Good, good, good, indeed ruthless.'"

  Then he looked at Liu Xue and said, "How about this? Your wife is so beautiful, my eldest son is not married yet. You get a divorce and marry your wife to my son! The debt will be written off!"

  Wang Ge's eldest son looked at Liu Xue with a red face, while his younger son was consumed by jealousy.

  Situ Haoran got up, shook his body and said: "This idea is great, Wang Ge. This way we'll be in-laws. Ask my wife. My wife agrees, I'll divorce immediately and marry your eldest son."

  Liu Xue shook her head, she had long been used to such things.

  She finally spoke up: "Uncle Wang, we will pay you back. This is the 600 yuan that was just sent over, take it first." As she took out 600 yuan, Sutu Hao Ran wanted to grab it, but was stopped by the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man took the money and looked at Liu Xue with a complicated expression, saying: "Let you off on New Year's Eve today. You despicable person! Let's go."

  Wang Ge's two sons were reluctant to part with her, and as soon as they came in, they kept staring at Liu Ju.

  Wang Ge passed by He Ming and said to him: "Hurry up and come to my house. I'm waiting for the money to celebrate the New Year."

  He Ming nodded, and after Wang Ge left, He Ming also prepared to slip away. Just as he reached the door, another seven or eight people rushed in. The leader, a fat man with an evil aura, bumped heads with He Ming again.

  What's going on? So many people? He Ming was speechless, and the fatty asked: "Who the hell are you?" As he spoke, he went to push He Ming.

  He Ming put on a righteous and confident look and said: "I am a government official, let go of your hands, please respect me."

  Fatso didn't push He Ming, and said: "So it wasn't Sito's bastard after all. Sorry about that."

  As he spoke, he led the way in, and Fatso was more ruthless, or perhaps more familiar with Sutu Haoran, and directly came up to punch him in the face. "Bastard! What about my money? 300,000 yuan! It's New Year's, brother! Everyone needs to give out red envelopes today! If you don't give me an explanation, I'll give you one!"

  Situ Haoran saw eight people surround him, not afraid at all, and said: "No money, just one life, you kill me and I'll go to jail. Another day I'll turn my luck around, definitely swap with you, fatty, who's better than whom..."

  He Ming is speechless, and Shi Tu Hao Ran is indeed a rare talent. No wonder he's a Green Light talent. What a pity for a woman like Liu Xue who is also a rare talent.

  It's true that beautiful women love scumbags.

  He Ming didn't expect what happened next, he reached the middle of the stairs, looked around and saw no one, then violently tore open the mop, dropping out 5 green glowing objects, picked them up and took a look, they were about the size of glass beads from his childhood, precious pearls.

  Wild pearl.

  Worth 5 dollars.

  Not bad, got the first batch of pearls, and there's a rolled-up paper, He Ming spread it out to take a look, on which was written:

  My son, behind my portrait there are five precious blue stamps and a piece of jade in the usual yellow rosewood cane. Worth tens of millions, enough for you to squander. If you haven't found my clue, it's also fate.

  Finally, if you return from your wandering ways, don't forget the eight characters: "crazy wild mountain", and eighty-eight steps. This is the last thing I've done for you as your father.

  What a pity that Situ Haoran couldn't see it, He Ming chuckled to himself. Looking at the thing sandwiched between the pages of the book, earlier there was no time, He Ming didn't have a chance to take a look.

  These are five blue and red star stamps protected in a plastic sheet. Information:

  Modern postage stamp, valued at 20.

  Haha, the stamps are all here. According to that book, they're worth over 10 million. It's easy to imagine, if Sī Tú Hàorán knew that He Ming exchanged 1,000 yuan for 10 million, wouldn't he vomit blood? But Sī Tú Hàorán will never know, sometimes even when wealth is right next to you, you can't discover it, and someone quietly takes it away.

  He Ming had a thousand yuan in his hands and five wild pearls, he was extremely happy. He arrived at Wang Ge's home, where the whole family was preparing to eat dinner. He Ming gave them some red envelopes as gifts and took the opportunity to look around the room. A painting on the wall caught his eye, shining with a green light.

  "What is this painting? A majestic and powerful tiger."

  "Brother Wang stroked his chin and said, 'It was left by my old man. It's a New Year's painting from the past.'"

  The information has been investigated and is now out.

  Green light object, Ming Jing Tai's fierce tiger descending mountain picture.

  The quality is average.

  Worth 10.

  It seems like I'm going to get a bargain again. He Ming clapped his hands and said, "Ah, my leader especially likes this fierce tiger painting. I was worried that I wouldn't have anything good to visit him with during the New Year. Can you sell this painting to me?

  "Brother Wang stroked his chin, looking troubled: 'This was left to me by my old man. I quite like reading it usually, and it would be a shame to sell it.'"

  "Five thousand!"

  "10,000!"

  "12,000, if you don't sell it then forget it!"

  The brother Wang was very hesitant, at this time, his wife came over and heard that the broken painting in her eyes was worth 12,000 yuan, immediately said: "Sell it, this broken painting has been uncomfortable to look at for a long time. It's worth selling for 12,000 yuan!"

  So the deal was done, He Ming went out and went to issue "red envelopes", but didn't find anything good. Finally came down, looked at his watch, two hours had passed.

  Within two hours, he got so many good things, it's already past 10 o'clock, time to make a move. He dialed Yingqun's phone number, originally he wanted to call Huang XueXiong first, but Yingqun's old man is the big brother of this province, still have to please him first.

  "Hello, is that Sister Ying?"

  "It's little brother. You're particularly popular online, and your speeches on TV are also particularly wonderful. Also, your abs are especially great. And... hehe."

  "It's too much of an honor." He Ming borrowed the light from the stairwell to examine the five blue military stamps. He didn't understand stamps, but he could tell that these blue military stamps had a unique beauty and artistic feel, with excellent workmanship.

  "Hey, Ying Jie, I got some good stuff, want it?"

  "You discovered the ape-man skull yesterday, and what did you discover today? You're really a god! However, let me make one thing clear: I absolutely dare not accept anything that's too exaggerated, such as Shang Dynasty bronzeware or ape-man skulls. Quickly tell me, what have you gotten?"

  "Five Blue Army Mail." He Ming thought, Blue Army Mail is the most valuable, right? Sell the Blue Army Mail first.

  "Blue Mail, five pieces! You... you're not human! Ordinary people can't even get one piece, and you got five at once. What a talent! I'm at the reception office in Malan City, come over, let's make a deal now, I have to fly back to Songjiang tonight."

  "Alright, alright."

  He Ming hung up the phone, relaxed and at ease, as if a million dollars were already in his pocket.

  He went downstairs and passed by the house of Sito Ho Yan, a woman suddenly rushed out and bumped into him. He Ming was startled, it was Liu Xiu.

  Liu Xue's beautiful face was slapped with a palm print, and she turned back to say: "Situ Haoran, you bastard!"

  "I'm a bastard!" A man with a gloomy expression walked out of the door, it was Sutu Haoran. His eyes were red and he looked emotional. Behind him, an old woman followed, her expression was wooden. The old woman had not rested yet even though it was already past 10 o'clock.

  Except for New Year's Eve, this scene is really desolate. However, He Ming didn't feel anything because being affected by others' misfortunes is a meaningless thing in itself. In this world, someone dies every minute; must He Ming cry every minute?

  He Mingzheng was about to flash away, but remembering those eight words, he said: "Wild mountain and wild mountain, eighty-eight steps!"

  Situ Hao Ran was taken aback for a moment, pointing at He Ming Dao: "Damn you! This has nothing to do with you, get lost!"

  He Ming didn't get angry, thought for a moment, took out an unopened pack of Huanghe Lou, and Shi Tu Hao Ran's eyes lit up, wanting to grab it immediately.

  He Ming smiled and said: "Wild mountainous land, eighty-eight steps, tell me what it means, and this pack of cigarettes is yours."

  "Sister Hao Ran smiled bitterly: "Big brother, are you f**king crazy? Madly galloping in the wild mountains, eighty-eight steps, you ask me, I should be asking you!"

  Doesn't he know? Shi Tu's old man is too smart, his son is too stupid, the puzzle set by him, his son forgot it all. He Ming hesitated for a moment, and Huanghe Tower was snatched away. Shi Tu didn't even have a lighter on him, he went back to use gas to ignite, but unexpectedly, there was no gas!

  He turned back and said, "Lend me a light."

  He Ming still didn't give up, lit a cigarette for him and asked: "Brother, you really don't know. Think carefully."

  Situ Haoran's eyes flashed with a sly glint as he gazed at He Ming's LV leather jacket, saying: "Brother, LV, you're quite wealthy, your corrupting abilities are pretty good. Let's swap jackets with my Tian Jue. It's too cold outside, maybe if I wear the LV leather jacket I'll remember something."

  He Ming glanced at Liu Xue beside him, her face expressionless, almost used to Si Tu Hao Ran's behavior.

  He Ming took out his mobile phone, glasses case, RMB and the five new pearls. Then he took off the LV that had been worn for less than 4 hours and changed into a tattered down jacket. And indeed, Si Tu Hao Ran looked like a completely different person wearing the LV, with a height of 180cm.

  "That tells me."

  Situ Haoran looked as worried and unhappy as Wang Ge had just now, but He Ming saw through it at a glance, pretending to be so.

  He rubbed his chin, "Wild grass wild mountain, eighty-eight steps... Wild grass wild mountain... I think I've thought of something?"

  "What is it? Speak quickly." He Ming asked as he drew near.

  Situ Hao Ran patted his head and said, "I'm too hungry, my wife and mother haven't eaten yet. It's still New Year's Eve, it's really miserable, isn't it?"

  He Ming finally understood the trait of extortion. He Ming sighed and said, "Alright, I'll invite your whole family to have dinner on New Year's Eve. But you little brat, after eating, don't tell me, trust me, I'll make sure you spend the new year in bed!"

  "That's great, I'm full and I'll definitely remember what it means. Let's go, New Era Grand Hotel, Emperor Standard."

  On New Year's Eve, no taxi was available, so He Ming's old Suzuki carried three people. Sito Ho-yin and his wife, mother-in-law, and the elderly lady sat in the front, followed by Liu Xu, and finally Sito Ho-yin.

  Willow's plump and delicate body was tightly attached to He Ming. At this time, He Ming thought of a line from a movie: "Heaven, you see I'm very strong, but in fact I'm very weak. I have to go to the bathroom several times at night. Suddenly, you give me a big wave of sisters..."

  I'm speechless. He Ming, a bachelor, absolutely didn't dare get hard because in front of him was an old lady over sixty years old.

  He's afraid of scaring the old folks, even though they're already postmenopausal and have Alzheimer's, probably having long forgotten their past "passionate life".