"You think I’d be that stupid? Embezzlent? You think I’d leave evidence for you to sue once you got out? Let tell you, you won’t get a single penny back!"
The money from Cheng Biao’s company was squandered in the guise of losses and company expenses before finally making its way through several hands into Hu Dazhi’s secret overseas account.
To say not a penny could be recovered was an exaggeration, but the amount that could be was certainly pitiful.
"It doesn’t matter."
What surprised Hu Dazhi was that Cheng Biao didn’t get angry at all.
"Wealth is an external possession, what’s mine will be mine, and what’s not ant to be mine won’t help even if I yearned for it."
Hu Dazhi was stunned for a mont. How could his views about wealth have changed after a stint in prison?
This detached?
"Ha! Keep pretending in front of ! You are nothing but penniless now that you’re out, but when I get out, I can make a coback!"
"Make a coback? Ha! Do you think I’d give you the chance?"
Weeds that are not removed by the roots will grow again with the spring breeze...
Cheng Biao’s smile sank Hu Dazhi’s heart, but he refused to show any weakness.
"Let tell you, don’t get too smug! It’s still unknown who will have the last laugh!"
Looking at Hu Dazhi, now a prisoner, Cheng Biao couldn’t help but sigh and felt a certain ennui.
The thrill of revenge hadn’t been as gratifying as he had imagined.
"We were brothers, why has it beco like this over money..."
The master was right, my attachnt to money may well be the source of my Troubles...
Brother Biao felt his state of mind elevating yet again.
"Forget it, Ah Xing, let’s go."
...
In the police station, inside the office.
"Captain, here are all the interrogation records. Except for Hu Dazhi’s stubbornness, everyone else has pretty much confessed."
Before long, Qin Xiaoru placed a thick file in front of Wang Zhao Ping.
Wang Zhao Ping smiled as he flipped through the files.
"Well done!"
Things had gone more smoothly than expected, and now it was a sure thing.
Compared to those tightly organized international artifact smugglers, or the agents daring enough to rob a transport vehicle in broad daylight, dealing with this rabble was a walk in the park.
Brother ng had tasked him with this, and he could finally give a perfect report!
And in doing so, he not only returned a favor, he had made a rit.
Nice!
"By the way, there’s soone nad Cheng Biao outside who wants to see you."
Cheng Biao?
Wang Zhao Ping smiled, "Alright, let him co in."
Before long, Cheng Biao entered the room with a beaming smile, Ah Xing accompanying him, carrying a banner in his hands.
"Thanks to Officer Wang for eliminating the evil! You’ve restored peace and order for us!"
"Mr. Cheng, you are too kind. This is all part of a police officer’s duty."
Wang Zhao Ping smiled as he received the banner and unrolled it to look.
"Nesis of Criminals"!
Nice! Well written!
He hung the banner with a beaming smile next to the trophy cabinet, making space to display it prominently in the mont.
It was mainly because he had received so many honors recently that there was scarcely space on the wall anymore...
"Please have a seat, Mr. Cheng. Actually, I have sothing I’d like to ask you about."
"To ask for advice? I dare not presu, but I’ll certainly tell you all I know," Cheng Biao said as he took his seat.
Today, aside from coming to express his thanks, he was also here to familiarize his face.
This was an opportunity to get closer.
"I’ve heard that Mr. Cheng has been... recently gathering Hu Dazhi’s forr underlings?"
Cheng Biao’s heart skipped a beat. This was a pointed question!
"You jest, Officer Wang. I’m not recruiting. Those were originally our company’s employees, who were simply led astray by Hu Dazhi."
"I understand your concern, Officer Wang, but rest assured.
To tell you the truth, ever since my downfall and having experienced a major crisis, I nearly walked through the gates of hell and beca enlightened. I’ve decided to repent and nd my ways completely.
Nowadays, I am ever vigilant and introspect four tis a day, never forgetting the lessons taught by Brother ng!"
"Reflect on oneself four tis a day?" Wang Zhao Ping was montarily taken aback.
Cheng Biao nodded solemnly.
"Yes! Before every action, I ask myself...
This action... is it lawful? Is it righteous? Is it fair? Does it make money?"
Wang Zhao Ping paused for a mont.
I understand the first three, but what’s with the last one?
Does it an making money legally?
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