C201 I will Return the Money as Soon as Possible

In the days after his wife's accident, Fan Wenbin was in an extremely bad mood, locking himself in his room, drinking alone non-stop, but the more he drank, the worse his mood got. It could be said that he was extremely bad.

Fan Xuehua and his girlfriend Zhang Ling came to accompany his father and say comforting words after half a day. However, the result was very little. His youngest son, Fan Xueli, was still in his hometown and was taken care of by his grandfather, Fan Youmin's grandmother, Wang Fang. The house was empty, and he was the only one left. He was alone, and it was very difficult to endure.

After drinking a few cups of wine, he looked at his wife's last photograph. Fan Wenbin could not help but shed two streams of tears. A living person, and the mother of two children. A good teacher who was very popular and loved by the students left miserably just like that. With endless regret and nostalgia, as well as a body covered in bloody knife wounds, Just like that, he left this family's world in such a miserable state, leaving just like that.

Up until now, he had thought back and forth for many days. No matter how he thought about it, he still couldn't understand why this type of thing would happen. From Yan Guifang's narration, it was not difficult to guess that the murderer seemed to have been prepared. That night, he wanted to kill Duan Xiangmei.

His actions were so vicious and his blade was bleeding. Could it be that the murderer had a deep grudge with his wife? Impossible. Fan Wenbin firmly denied this point. Duan Xiangmei was only a very ordinary middle school teacher. He taught and raised people, and his social relationship was very simple. How could he have such a deep grudge with people?

"Could it be that the wolf howls in my hometown at midnight foretell that this tragedy is going to happen?" At this moment. . . He suddenly recalled the bizarre death of two generations of the Fan family's ancestors. "The second generation's ancestor, Fan Jinggeng, paid a large sum of money to invite the expert who solved the case in the provincial capital, Chief Guan, to investigate the case. Not only did he not capture the murderer, but. . . Not long after Chief Guan was bitten to death by the wild wolf, he also died mysteriously.

In the hazy drunkenness, Fan Wenbin seemed to have heard the long and mournful wolf howl that came from a very distant and deep space and time. It sounded very clearly by his ears, and his entire body couldn't help but shiver intensely. The wine cup in his hand fell onto the floor with a bang, and it shattered into pieces, turning into a pile of broken glass.

In this faintly terrifying wolf howl, a memory that had been sealed for a long time gradually surfaced in his mind. Even though more than thirty years had passed, at this very moment, when he recalled it once more, it was just like what had happened yesterday. It was still vivid and clear in his mind.

At that time, in the early 1980s, Fan Wenbin, who was twelve or thirteen years old, had just graduated from the Fan family's primary school and entered Mei Beach Junior High School, becoming a middle school student. There was only one elementary school in Mei Beach Village, and it gathered all the junior high school students in the village. There were more than a thousand of them, unlike now, including the teachers and students. There were only about a hundred of them.

However, Mei Ban Middle School was about five to six miles away from Fan Jiadu. It was neither too far nor too close. At that time, the property had just arrived. The villages were generally very poor, and there were very few people who had a bicycle. Most of the students had to carry their schoolbags and walk back and forth to school every day.

On a Saturday afternoon, Fan Wenbin happened to be cleaning up the Mei Yi Group. At that time, a six-day system was implemented a week, unlike the five-day system now. Winter days were originally very short. When they finished cleaning the classroom, the sky was already completely dark, and there was even a strong wind.

Fortunately, the moon was very bright, allowing them to see clearly. There were two other students who were also from the Fan family, and they were travelling together with Fan Wenbin. Although the wind was very cold and lonely, he did not feel afraid. When they walked to the village entrance, the three of them naturally separated and returned to their respective homes.

When they were almost home, Fan Wenbin suddenly felt a sound behind him. It was very clear. He hurriedly turned his head and saw a dog following behind him. He immediately felt relieved in his heart. However, after a moment, when the dog came closer, he used the bright moonlight to realize that it was a wolf. Its green sparkling eyes were emitting a frightening cold light.

Like the other members of the Fan Clan, Fan Wenbin had been very bold since he was young. Moreover, he was still at the door of his house, so he did not feel much fear. He quickly thought of something and picked up a stone the size of a bowl. It reflected the moonlight and confronted the wolf closely.

After the incident, Fan Wenbin felt very strange. That night, he had confronted the wolf for a long time, about half an hour. During this period of time, not to mention meeting people walking, even the dog, including the very tall and mighty four-eyed yellow dog raised by his family, did not hear a cry. The entire village was dead silent. There was no sound at all.

Just like that, a wolf and a child, who was half an adult, quietly confronted each other at the entrance of the Fan Family's village. After half an hour, the wolf howled in a low voice, turned around and walked into the bleak moonlight, and very quickly disappeared into the river bank. Fan Wenbin only felt that his entire body was drenched, and was stimulated by the cold wind. He had just returned home and fainted.

When he woke up, the first thing he saw was that the room was brightly lit, and it was full of warm sunlight. After a moment, he understood that it was noon of the second day. Facing his grandfather, father, and mother's questioning gazes, Fan Wenbin only smiled slightly and said that he had caught a cold.

The matter of meeting a wolf on the way home after school on Saturday, which he hid in his heart for more than a week, he found a very good opportunity and used a very mysterious tone to tell Duan Ling Tian. Xiangmei was alone. Because he felt that only Duan Xiangmei could help him keep this very bizarre secret.

Seeing that Fan Wenbin spoke very mysteriously, Duan Xiangmei pouted her small mouth, glanced at him, and asked in disbelief, "Is what you said true? I don't believe it. Fan Wenbin, you are a person who likes to brag. Now, you are bragging again.

" It's true, what I said is all true. " Seeing that Duan Xiangmei didn't believe him, Fan Wenbin hurriedly swore with a serious expression. "Why should I coax you? It's not like you're cleaning for me. If there's one sentence that's false, I'm willing to be punished. How are you going to punish me? I admit it. " After a moment, he said in a solemn tone: "If I coax you. . . I'll clean the classroom for you for a week. What do you think? You should believe me, right?"

Thus, Duan Xiangmei nodded. She believed Fan Wenbin's words. However, after she returned home, She told this matter to her family members. Her father laughed loudly and said, "My silly girl, The kid surnamed Fan is coaxing you. Now, don't say that there are wild wolves. Even if you want to pick up wolf dung, you won't be able to pick it up.

After that, the two of them married and became a family. On a very hot summer night, they talked about this matter again. Duan Xiangmei couldn't help but ask her husband: Was he coaxing her back then? Unexpectedly, Fan Wenbin said very seriously, There was indeed such a thing. Now that he thought about it, he also felt very strange. He did not know what was going on. That wolf actually took the initiative to leave quietly.

More than thirty years later today, his wife Duan Xiangmei suffered a calamity and died. Fan Wenbin drank alone, and when the distant and mournful wolf howl rang in his ears, he could not help but remember this long-sealed past. He thought to himself, Could it be that the misfortune of Fan Shi's ancestors once again descended upon his descendants?

At the same time, he also clearly remembered. On the night of Fan Jia Du getting drunk, after the phone call with his wife, He fell asleep and had a very strange dream. He dreamt that he was alone in the snow, walking on a desolate plain with great difficulty. The wind was very heavy, and the snow was also very heavy. The snow that filled the sky almost swallowed him, this pedestrian.

Just as he was struggling to move forward step by step, a group of wild wolves appeared. Moreover, they even closely chased after him. They bared their teeth and bared their fangs. They circled around him a few times, and after a little, they actually sat on the snow. They rushed towards the dark and heavy sky and released long and unbalanced howls. The wind blew far and far away.

And at this moment, a sharp and ear piercing ringtone rang, waking Fan Wenbin from his deep sleep. Then, he heard the doctor say that his wife, Duan Xiangmei, had been stabbed heavily, and was currently being rescued in the county hospital's emergency room.

"Sigh, could it be that this is the will of heaven? As long as a wild wolf appears, Something bad will happen to the Fan family?" Thinking up to here, Fan Wenbin could not help but heavily sigh. Immediately after, a very heavy sorrow surged into his heart. It was so oppressive that he almost could not catch his breath. "Life and death are determined by fate. Wealth and nobility are in heaven. Could this be my, Fan Wenbin's, fate? Unable to escape calamity?

Just as he was sighing about his own misfortune alone, a few crisp knocks sounded on the door. A little. Fan Wenbin got up and opened the door. He was actually shocked. He could not help but ask, "Director Huang, why are you here?" Then, He repeatedly said, "Please come in, please come in. " Today, the appearance of Huang Weidong and Zhenyang Yangzi. . . It was beyond his expectations.

"Brother Fan, I'm late. Please forgive me. " As soon as he entered, Huang Weidong tightly grabbed Fan Wenbin's hands, and with a solemn expression, he repeatedly said, "I'm really sorry, brother, I'm really sorry. "

Zhen Yangzi also said in a tight voice, "Director Huang, I've already told Director Fan the reason why you can't come and hang yourself. " He then stared at Fan Wenbin and said, "Director Huang was indeed unwell a few days ago. Today, he was sick and specially came to visit you. "

The moment he received the news of Duan Xiangmei's accident, Huang Cheng Zong was first stunned. After confirming that this was true news, he gave his father a call. With a very excited tone, he recounted the entire incident. In the end, he said with a gloating tone, "This time, Fan Wenbin is going to be in big trouble. "

After hearing his son's words, Huang Weidong was silent for a moment. He sighed softly and said, "Natural and man-made disasters. No one can avoid it. Go to the county hospital now and represent me to visit Fan Wenbin. Remember. It's best to speak less. " The reason why he kept reminding his son was because he was worried that his son would be young and unstable. He was worried that something bad would happen again. In the end, for his son. . . He was still worried about his son.

After hanging up the phone, he let out a long breath. He said to ZhenYangzi Zi, "Fan Wenbin's wife, Duan Xiangmei, was stabbed to death by a knife last night. " Then, a very complicated bitter smile appeared on his face. He said with sympathy, "Duan Xiangmei is a good wife and a good teacher, at such a young age. It's such a pity to be stabbed to death just like that.

On the day of mourning, Huang Weidong thought about it again and again, and let Zhenyang Yangzi represent him to go to Fan Wenbin's house. Moreover, he also instructed Zhenyang Yangzi to say that he was not feeling well and could not come personally to apologize to Fan Wenbin. Of course, Fan Wenbin also understood that this was only because Huang Weidong did not want to come.

However, he did not expect that today, Huang Weidong would personally pay him a visit. Furthermore, as soon as he entered, he repeatedly apologized, which surprised Fan Wenbin. At the same time, he could not help but feel deeply touched in his heart. He tightly held onto the other party's hand, and with a choking tone, he repeatedly said, "Thank you. "

On his wife's funeral, Zhenyang Zi represented Huang Weidong and Han Hongelectrical appliances. Not only that, but all the Taoist priests of Baiyun Monastery also gave him a generous gift. He also gave him a pair of couplets. Fan Wenbin still clearly remembered that pair of couplets. Not only did it write well, it was smooth and smooth. The words were also very unique. The Prime Minister's godson's soul returned to the Nine Heavens of Sorrow, while the Saintly Orchid Tree, Hui-Fang, flowed like the spring breeze of a hundred generations.

From this pair of couplets, it could be seen that even though Huang Weidong made up an excuse that he was sick and did not personally come to mourn, his heart was still very sincere. Regarding this, Fan Wenbin faced the long friendship in the white background and black characters and felt very grateful in his heart. After all, he was an ambitious and ambitious person in the business world who had experienced the Jianghu for a long time. He was still very magnanimous and had the bearing of a great person.

"Brother Fan, you have to hold on at this time. " At this moment, he looked around the deserted room. Huang Weidong took a sip of hot tea and comforted him with concern, "Teacher Duan is a good person and also a very good teacher. When such a good person leaves, it makes many people sad and heartbroken.

This was indeed a big truth. Duan Xiangmei's accidental death made many people sigh in sorrow and sigh at the fact that fate was unpredictable. They also really could not figure it out. A very good person, a very outstanding teacher, just like that, he left forever?

Fan Wenbin could not help but sigh deeply. He nodded and did not say a word. At this moment, other than feeling grateful that Huang Weidong was a good friend, he was also thinking nervously. Huang Weidong's personal visit this time was probably not only to console him, but it was also very likely that there were other things. What exactly was it that made this Director Huang pay him a visit personally?

As expected, after a short while. . . Huang Weidong took advantage of the opportunity to drink some water and gave a meaningful look to Zhenyang Yangzi. When ZhenYangzi Zi received the look, he smiled slightly. After a moment, he said carefully, "Director Fan, Director Huang and I have come to look for you today. We still have some matters to attend to. " Then, He added: "Director Huang has no choice but to look for you personally"

There was indeed something. Fan Wenbin glanced at Huang Weidong and laughed bitterly. After pondering for a moment, he asked coldly, "Do you want me to return the loan as soon as possible?" From the expression of ZhenYangzi Zi, who spoke very cautiously, He finally remembered that he had borrowed six million yuan from the Yellow River Pearl Club, and his heart could not help but thump. In the name of visiting me, they actually came to collect money.

Then, he quickly thought about it. Rather than making it difficult for them, why don't I take the initiative to say it? It would give both sides face. Hence, Fan Wenbin said very frankly, "Director Huang, Don't worry, I will return the money. I will return you a portion of the money. However, I will have to wait a few days. I'll think of a way to collect sixty million yuan and return it to you immediately.

"Director Fan, it's not that I'm forcing you to return the money. "Seeing that Fan Wenbin is so straightforward, Huang Weidong felt a little awkward, and laughed self-deprecatingly. He repeatedly explained," The villa in Longyuan Jiayuan is not selling well, and we owe a lot of money for the materials. If I can't pay off the debt, It will be very difficult to start construction next year. When he thought of this, My head hurts.

Fan Wenbin understood very well what Huang Weidong had said. In the current real estate market, Building houses everywhere looked magnificent. It was a profit-making industry, but it was sour, sweet, and spicy. As a senior developer in the industry, Fan Wenbin was very clear. At this moment, Seeing Huang Weidong pour a lot of bitter water in front of him, he could only smile bitterly as if he understood. Then, with a very firm tone, he said, "I will return the money as soon as possible. "