Spy Wars: I can get rewards by being a bully!

Chapter 234 Where is the Son?

It was almost noon, Lin Ze stood up to take a break, and looked out the window. Most of the people on the street had pale faces, their cotton-padded jackets were generally tattered, and they walked with their hands tucked into their sleeves and their heads down.

From time to time, there were a few people who looked quite wealthy, either strolling around or riding in rickshaws.

There are still few cars. I didn't see more than two passing by in half a day.

Just as I was thinking about what to eat for lunch, Niu Saner came in and said, "Sir, Manager Duan from Xinhuisheng Silk Shop wants to see you for something urgent."

Shopkeeper Duan is an old acquaintance. Last time he helped him rescue his son, he immediately gave him a house. Tang Wan'er still lives there now.

"Let him come up."

"Hey."

Shopkeeper Duan, who was standing at the door, looked anxious.

The last time I asked Director Lin for help, he was only a deputy director. Now he is the director. He is in charge of such a large area at such a young age. Can he still take me seriously?

Shopkeeper Duan pinched the promissory note in his sleeve and felt slightly relieved.

Don't give too much consideration to others, but consider the Buddha's face. I have a acquaintance with the director, and he will definitely help me.

Niu Saner opened the door and said, "Manager Duan, when the director heard you were coming, he asked me to take you in. Shall we go?"

"Hey, thank you very much."

After entering the office, Lin Ze did not sit in the office, but waited for Manager Duan on the sofa.

"Shopkeeper Duan, you are a rare guest. Come, take a seat."

When Shopkeeper Duan heard this, he felt relieved and was even moved.

Look at Director Lin, he never forgets his old friends even though he is rich and powerful!

When Lin Ze saw that he was wearing the emerald green ring and ring on his finger again, it seemed that business should be good during this period.

"Hey, Old Duan, you're doing great. You look so radiant. Is business good lately?"

When Old Duan heard this, his heart skipped a beat.

What does it mean?

What does this imply?

In fact, Lin Ze didn’t mean anything at all, but with your status, you can’t resist other people’s interpretations.

Why do some people say that noble people speak less and poor people talk more? In fact, it is not because they speak less that they are noble, but because noble people must speak less, otherwise it will bring unnecessary trouble.

"It's all thanks to you, Director. Ever since you rescued my son, everyone in the business knows that I, Duan Huaiguang, have a good relationship with you, so they are willing to give me some money in business. As a result, I can continue to run the business. I have already made up my mind to give you 30% of the shares. I will have someone send the account books to you regularly tomorrow."

Lin Ze smiled, "No, Lao Duan, that's not what I meant. Why do I need your shares? The house you gave me last time was good enough."

When Lao Duan heard this, he wondered what this meant.

Do you still want a house?

"Director! Director, that house is too remote. It's nothing. I'll ask someone to find a better place when I get back. At least one with three courtyards. It will be convenient for you to arrange someone."

Lin Ze was speechless, and simply said: "Old Duan, that's enough, no need to do that, just say it quickly, what do you want from me?"

Shopkeeper Duan had a sad face, "Director, is this still about my son?"

Lin Ze was surprised, "No, your son was arrested by the headquarters again?"

Shopkeeper Duan was about to cry, "He wasn't caught, but he's missing!"

"Lost? I've met you, you're a grown man. How could you just lose it?"

Shopkeeper Duan hesitated and dared not speak, he only said: "Director, I came here this time to ask you to give a call to the local patrol station, or other police stations, send photos, and ask them to help look for my son and see if they can find him back."

When Lin Ze saw him like this, he knew something was wrong. "Old Duan, tell me the truth. Is your son missing or did he run away?"

Shopkeeper Duan was shocked, "Director, this... this..."

Lin Ze patted his shoulder and said, "If you don't want to talk, I won't ask you. We are old acquaintances. I understand why you came here. Don't worry. Even if I know about this little thing, I won't report it. Just go about your business peacefully. Who knows, one day your family may have to rely on your son to bring honor to the family!"

When Old Duan heard this, he fell to his knees and burst into tears. "Director! I only have this one son, this unfilial son, he left a letter at home and left, saying he was going to the west. Think about it, Director, he can't even go to the south, let alone the west? If the Japanese knew about this, would my whole family still be alive?"

Old Duan is indeed a businessman, he has gone through too many twists and turns. His visit this time is not to look for his son at all.

He gave Lin Ze a gift. If Lin Ze helped him find his son without asking for clarification, then this matter would be endorsed. If his son did something in the west and the Japanese knew about it, he would have an explanation: his son was missing at the beginning, and we searched for him with great fanfare. Who knows where he went? If we knew he went to fight against the imperial army, how could we still find him?

If Lin Ze got to the bottom of the matter, I'm afraid that Shopkeeper Duan has already prepared an excuse, just like what he said just now when he was crying. After crying for a while and giving some gifts, even if someone goes to the headquarters to report in the future, Lin Ze will cover up for their family.

"Alright, alright, Lao Duan, hurry up and get up. It's not okay for a grown man to cry. I mean, did you burn the letter you left behind? Don't think of keeping it as a souvenir. If you keep it, it's like a bomb. No one can save you when the time comes."

"Don't worry, Director. I will burn him after I see him. This rebellious son, this evil beast! He is going to roast the whole family on the fire! My poor mother has been crying day and night at home these past two days, shouting for a grandson. Tell me, tell me, this little beast is going to force the whole family to death!"

Whether he was acting or he was sincere, it was just a piece of cake for Lin Ze. He walked to the desk and took out a pen and paper. "Come here and write that your son disobeyed his parents and ran away after an argument. Today you sever ties with him. Whether he is dead or alive, he has nothing to do with your family anymore."

Shopkeeper Duan stopped crying, wrote on a piece of paper, put his fingerprints on it, and then couldn't help crying again.

Alas, after all, I only have this one son.

I heard that people in the west are extremely poor, with nothing to eat or drink. I don't know if this young master can adapt to the environment if he goes there.

Shopkeeper Duan cried for a long time, and finally vented his anger. He pulled out a promissory note from his sleeve. It was issued by Citibank, worth one thousand dollars, and would be redeemed on sight.

"Master Lin, I'll buy you two kilograms of tea. Please don't despise me."

Lin Ze did not refuse and took it. "I'm serious. I'll take the money without you. I don't want any shares or houses. Do you hear me? Don't make me unhappy."

Shopkeeper Duan's eyes were filled with tears. Director Lin is really loyal!

[Ding! Detected that the host illegally accepted money from others, reward: Shopkeeper Duan's gratitude]

[Gratefulness of Shopkeeper Duan: You can make a request to Shopkeeper Duan, and no matter what it is, Shopkeeper Duan will complete it unconditionally.]

Well, this reward might come in handy at a critical moment.