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It is actually very simple to get information about Jin Bao.

The fax machine in the hotel spat out papers, Xu Bin looked haggard, his eyes were red, he took a deep breath of cigarettes, and his sluggish eyes recovered a little bit - since Yang Hao disappeared, he has never closed his eyes , Afraid of nightmares.

Looking at Jin Bao and Ye Qingqing's romantic love history in the middle of the night is also a pastime for him to pass the time.And this heavy document in his hand determines the date of Jin Bao's death.

In fact, Jin Bao's background is very ordinary.

Xu Bin turned to the first page and saw the records of a certain number in a certain village in a certain township. There was no birth certificate. His mother hired a village midwife to deliver the baby in her own home. In this photo, an eight or nine-year-old boy is wearing black cotton shoes and grinning foolishly at the camera with his airy front teeth. Behind him is his crooked front door.Then go to junior high school, go to high school.

During the summer vacation after graduating from the third year of junior high school, Jin Bao raised chickens at home with his parents for the whole summer vacation.After three years of high school, she was excellent in character and learning, and then successfully received the admission letter from Qianjiang University.

But then something happened.

The university that Jinbao was admitted to had to pay 500 yuan in tuition fees. Jinbao’s family couldn’t afford that much money. What Jinbao’s father meant was that it was enough for Jinbao to be able to write and do calculations. Work outside to earn money.Jin Bao's mother disagreed, she wholeheartedly hoped that her son would have a great future.

So the Jin family began to raise money for Jinbao everywhere, selling chickens, ducks, walnuts, and peppercorns, but still not enough to pay for the high tuition fees. In the end, Jinbao’s father reluctantly took his own cattle for plowing the land, and rushed to the market to sell them for 800 yuan. As a result, on the way back, he smoked a cigarette from a passer-by, and Jin Bao's father suddenly fainted.The man turned back again, and touched all the money that Jin Bao's father had hidden in his pants.

When Jinbao's father came home, he drank a whole bottle of pesticide. The county ambulance drove around the rural streets around [-] yuan for more than an hour. When they arrived, Jinbao's father had just swallowed his last breath.

Mother Jin is not like her cowardly man, who is worthless. After the man dies and cries to the death, he still has to live his life as usual. He wiped away his tears, sold the house and the field, and brought Jin Bao into the city dragging the pots and pans.The mother and son lived in a basement like a mouse shell, Jin Ma went to work as a nanny for others, and Jin Bao went to the construction site to move sand and sand, and finally managed to make up enough tuition fees before the university started.

Three years, whether it is long or short, depends on how it is passed.

Jin's mother insisted on supporting a college student with her nanny's wages, and according to the information, Jin Bao usually didn't stay in school except for attending classes.It should be going out to work, Xu Bin guessed.

These are all fine, Xu Bin can't find a reason to deprive him of his right to live.

Jin Bao started dating a classmate named Ye Qingqing in his junior year. Xu Bin didn't know the purpose, but the information in his hand was written in black and white. After half a year, Jin Bao harassed female students, and the influence was bad, and he was ordered to drop out of school. .

The person being harassed was not Ye Qingqing, that woman with a complicated name had successfully studied in the United States after her junior year, and there was another page with that female student's information. An ordinary working family would probably not be able to afford a fee of more than 20 yuan. Study abroad fees.

Afterwards, Jin Bao stepped into the society, was disturbed by the old man Ye and couldn't find a job, and was repeatedly frustrated in business.Attached to the information is a photo of Jin Bao being beaten to the point of bleeding in the street, which looks quite miserable.

In short, it was Jin Bao who fell in love with a female classmate from a wealthy family and offended a person he could never afford to offend. The efforts of the housekeeping industry were in vain.

Before he knew it, the cigarette in Xu Bin's hand burned to the filter, and Xu Bin pressed it out with his middle finger. He wanted to light another one, but he threw the cigarette case out again.He doesn't need a cigarette anymore, and he's not sleepy at all now.

There is nothing new in the following content, only a group of men in suits surrounded Jin Bao, taking the opportunity to beat him up twice in three days, Xu Bin searched, but found no useful information, and Jin Bao was acting as a surrogate mother Being found by Mrs. Xu and placed next to Xu Bin, it seems that the possibility of conspiracy is very small.

What to do with this hapless bastard.Xu Bin raised his hand and patted his forehead with the metacarpal bones at the base of his fingers, as if he could make a correct decision by doing so.He thought of Yang Hao again.If Yang Hao was by his side now, Xu Bin could seek Yang Hao's opinion, and he would definitely not be as sad as he is now.

On the third day of the city tour, Xu Bin, surrounded by his subordinates, dealt with the head of a drug company from Iran. Very neat, the money and goods are counted face to face.

The Iranians used the latest US-developed banknote detectors to test, while grumbling, complaining that they have been receiving counterfeit banknotes recently.

"Mr. Xu, the banknotes forged by your China Longteng Society are really difficult to distinguish between real and fake."

Xu Bin grinned brilliantly, making people's eyes hurt, "Do business with our Hunting God, okay."

"Long Teng Ye's family is really a hidden dragon and crouching tiger, everyone is talented!" The Iranian raised a thumb, admiring the powerful cloning ability of the Chinese, and his deep eyes were full of admiration.

Xu Bin sneered, the corners of his mouth drooping.

"Mr. Xu, what's the matter?" the Iranian didn't understand what he meant.

Dragon and crouching tiger hidden in Ye Family of Longteng Club?This is ridiculous, except for Ye Qingqing, Longteng Club is an idiot.Long Teng Club can quickly become an upstart within a few years, almost all thanks to Ye Qingqing, who can carve RMB templates with an accuracy of 90.00%.Old man Ye didn't know what kind of blessing he had cultivated in his previous life to give birth to such a talented daughter.

It's no wonder that old man Ye would pursue Jin Bao so hard, whoever would be willing to marry this daughter who is worth more than diamonds to a poor boy with no power or influence.

The first deal between Hunting God and Jin Xinyue was completed, and the two parties parted ways from the place of the deal.Xu Bin put on the black sunglasses that covered most of his face, and the roadside scenery receded behind him line by line.

Halfway through the journey, a yellow-haired boy suddenly sprang out from the grass beside the road to stop the car. The bodyguard in front wanted to drive him away, but the little yellow-haired guy directly stuffed a small square box into the car window opened by the bodyguard, saying that someone had asked him to deliver it. He came, and before the bodyguards caught him, he turned around and disappeared into the jungle in the mountains on his strong legs.

Xu Bin glanced at the box and guessed that it would not be dangerous—if he wanted to attack him, he only needed to aim at him and give him a bullet.

The bodyguard opened the box, and rolled out two fingers, one of which was covered with a ring, and fell to the ground with a ding.

When Xu Bin saw the ring clearly, his face turned pale.

The ring belonged to Yang Hao, and Xu Bin couldn't be more familiar with it.

There were only ten words in the letter: "Tomorrow at three o'clock in the afternoon, at Ping'an intersection."

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