City: At the beginning, I saw the black history of school flowers

Chapter 433

Lin Xian said calmly:
"Really? Then tell me carefully why your brother died."

The hard hat said loudly:
"What else could be the reason? It was originally said that the project would be paid, but you just took the money away. We have no wages. My brother, there are old and young, and his wife is disabled and can't work. They all expect him to work alone to earn money to support the family!"

"It's hard to wait for this project, just because you suddenly took away the money, and now there is no work! My brother couldn't think about it, so he committed suicide by drinking pesticide. Now I have a wife and children, and an old mother to support, you say , Is this your fault? Should you be responsible?"

After finishing speaking, the surrounding workers once again made angry discussions and denounced the Third Bank.

The atmosphere at the scene heated up again, and the crowd became more restless.

After Lin Xian glanced at the person in the coffin, he said with a smile:

"Oh, let me ask you, what's your brother's name?"

The hard hat was taken aback, and then said:

"Can you handle it?"

Lin Xian knocked on the coffin, made a crisp sound, and then said:

"You don't say your name, I just want to give money, and I don't know who to give it to? Besides, you don't dare to say it, do you?"

The hard hat frowned, and then said:

"My brother's name is Wang Lung. What's the matter?"

Lin Xian continued to ask:

"Wang Long, where are you from?"

Hard hat replied:
"It's from Jiangnan."

Lin Xian asked:

"Who is he from you?"

Hard hat replied:
"I'm his cousin!"

Lin Xian further asked:
"Then what's his wife's name? What's the child's name? What's the old mother's name?"

The hard hat got impatient and said:

"Are you trying to find fault, aren't you? Why do you ask such a small question? Are you willing to give me money? Let me have a good talk!"

Lin Xian smiled and said:

"You can't answer it, right? I have another question. If you can answer it, I can give you any money!"

Hearing that Lin Xian promised to give the money, he was overjoyed and said:

"Okay! You can ask, but let me tell you, it's just one question! I have to pay after I answer it!"

At this time, Zhang Heng shouted from behind:
"Lin Xian! If you say to give the money, then you can pay it yourself. Neither the president nor I have agreed. Don't add burden to the bank at that time!"

Good guy, if you say give money, you will give money. Your family opened the bank?

Zhang Heng understood that the reason why Lin Xian was so calm might be because he felt that no matter what he did, the bank would cover the bottom line, and even if he lost money, the bank would pay for it.

You think beautifully!

When Zhang Heng thought he had seen through Lin Xian's intentions and was complacent, Lin Xian swore:

"Don't worry, the vice president. I said I will give the money, of course I will give the money myself, and it won't hurt the bank."

The hard hat crossed his hands and asked triumphantly:
"Okay, you can ask, I want to see if you have any questions."

The rest of the migrant workers showed unnatural expressions, and one of them asked the coffin-bearer in a low voice.

"Don't talk too much! Didn't you agree to listen to the elder brother?"

The migrant worker who carried the coffin said something sharply.

Those migrant workers with strange expressions could only shut up and wait quietly.

Lin Xian supported the coffin with one hand, and expressed his doubts:

"You said that your brother's name is Wang Long, but your surname is Zhou. How did you become his cousin? Huh?"

The hard hat was stunned, his hands were slowly put down, and he asked:

"You...how do you know..."

Lin Xian smiled and said:

"Zhou Guowei, don't be nervous, I have time to perform for you."

This time, a few drops of cold sweat flowed out from under Zhou Guowei's helmet.

"What did you say? How did you know me?"

Lin Xian stared at Zhou Guowei, then said:

"Why? I can't make it up anymore? It's only at this level, thanks to your background as a fraudster."

Zhou Guowei was dumbfounded and did not dare to look at Lin Xian.He never expected that Lin Xian would see through his identity and past.

When seeing Zhou Guowei, Lin Xian already knew all about his dark history.

【Name: Zhou Guowei】

【Age: 43 years old】

[Tel: 147xxxx3478]

【Black History:】

[In 1997, he was sentenced to three and a half years in prison for defrauding villagers in the same village and illegally raising funds. 】

[In 2004, he was sentenced to four and a half years in prison for engaging in telecom fraud. 】

[In 2009, he was sentenced to 5 years in prison for engaging in Internet fraud. 】

[In 2014, he was sentenced to 4 years in prison for engaging in overseas casino operations and fraud. 】

【…】

In other words, this is an old liar who entered the palace several times, returned to his old job not long after he was released from prison, and then continued to enter the palace, and the cycle repeated.

It's really a dog who can't change eating shit. He has played all kinds of deceptions in various forms and routines.

Now, he came here again to make trouble as a representative of the migrant workers. Obviously, he also hid a lot of bad news, and weaved another huge scam.

Lin Xian has already seen it.The third bank withdraws the loan in advance, so that these migrant workers have no projects to do, and it is true that they have no wages.

But they have a lot of bitterness, but they don't know how to defend their rights.Just when he thought he was unlucky, Zhou Guowei found them and said that he could settle everything.But these migrant workers need to cooperate with their acting.

Lin Xian reckoned that Zhou Guowei had promised a large sum of money this week, so the migrant workers of the hundred or so would come in droves to build momentum.

Seeing that he had been exposed, Zhou Guowei still pointed at Lin Xian and said:
"You...don't spout blood! Who is the fraudster? Do you have evidence? This Wang Long is my cousin...his uncle is my stepfather, so I have a different surname from his, can't it?"

Now the arrow is on the string and has to be launched.Although it is not clear that Lin Xian sees through his own identity, but now there is no way out, the only way is to continue acting this drama.

Before he came, he had told the migrant workers that if the deception was exposed, they would all be accomplices and none of them could escape.So I can only cooperate with myself to act out this farce.

Regarding Zhou Guowei's denial, Lin Xian laughed:
"Oh? Really? What if your cousin is not dead?"

There was an uproar in the bank.

This person is not dead?

Isn't this a scam?
On the contrary, it was the migrant workers, with a look of uneasiness on their faces again.

Only Zhou Guowei, and the four coffin-carrying men in white turbans, apart from being a little embarrassed, had a much more ferocious expression than before.

"What? The person is not dead? What do you mean the dead person is fake? I think you just don't want to give money!"

After finishing speaking, Zhou Guowei shouted loudly to the crowd:

"Everyone! Neighbors! Look, this third bank is not only reckless, but also talking nonsense! My brother is dead, so he insisted that we lied to him!"

(End of this chapter)