Mao Ruirui glanced at the chicken breast and was instantly left speechless by his words.
She had absolutely no way to retort...
Might as well.
She just started eating it in big bites, muttering under her breath:
"It better be exactly like you said!"
...
After a pleasant dinner.
Lin Yu took a casual stroll down the commercial street.
He had originally wanted to drop by Aunt Qimeng's flower shop to see if she needed any help.
Surprisingly, the flower shop closed early today!
It wasn't even seven o'clock yet, and it was already closed?
Aunt Qimeng hadn't mentioned having anything to do during the day.
The sudden closure made Lin Yu a bit curious.
However.
Lin Yu didn't have any serious business to attend to anyway.
Lately, Aunt Ruxue had been staying at home.
Perhaps.
She went out with Aunt Ruxue to grab a bite or go shopping.
Calling or messaging to ask would only disturb their rare leisure time together.
Normally.
Aunt Qimeng didn't have many friends in her life to begin with.
She used to have a best friend, He Jing, who calculated against her at every turn.
Now, that woman was still lying in the hospital, kept alive by IV drips.
Aunt Ruxue's arrival was like a shot in the arm for Aunt Qimeng.
It allowed her to find the joy of spending time with a friend amidst her dull daily routine.
From this perspective.
Lin Yu truly thanked Aunt Ruxue from the bottom of his heart.
Partners and friends always serve different roles.
Even with Lin Yu's company, there were many things he just couldn't do.
But a friend could.
Seeing Aunt Qimeng go out and have fun instead of being cooped up in that small flower shop.
Made Lin Yu very happy inside.
There was still some time before the Ghost Market Street opened.
Lin Yu went to a KFC near the Ghost Market Street, ordered a cola, and leisurely scrolled through his phone.
He wasn't watching videos or playing games.
Instead, he was doing a series of operations on his phone, investigating the center of this current storm of public opinion...
Huang Daoqi!
The successive hints from Shen Jiuyi and Wang Biao all pointed the Huang family's recent mess toward this person.
Before heading to the Ghost Market Street.
He needed to have at least some understanding of this figure.
Since he was a member of the Huang family and part of the antique circle.
He definitely wasn't a nobody in Pingchuan City.
Lin Yu didn't even use any special methods; he just simply searched the name.
And successfully found some public information.
Huang Daoqi was the largest shareholder, and thus the actual boss, of a business called Jinguang Pawnshop.
The pawnshop industry still had strong vitality in 2014.
Many years in the future, with the rise of online lending.
The borrowing methods for ordinary people would gradually become simpler.
Which would cause a massive impact on this industry, eventually leading to pawnshops going out of business one batch after another.
In the era Lin Yu was currently in, Huang Daoqi's business was booming.
Mentioning the name Jinguang Pawnshop, he actually had a very deep impression.
It was the only pawnshop in Pingchuan City, and it even had a bus stop named after it.
More than half of the citizens in Pingchuan City had basically heard the name Jinguang Pawnshop.
Among the names of the shareholders, Lin Yu also saw Sister Hong's name, holding a 15% stake.
Practically speaking.
This percentage was not low at all.
It's just that no matter how booming the pawnshop business was, how could it compare to Guihang?
Sister Hong probably didn't even take this income seriously.
After reading the public information.
Lin Yu employed some minor tricks to investigate the hidden information about Huang Daoqi.
Huang Feirong's father, named Huang Daocheng, was the eldest in the family.
Huang Daoqi was the third child, making him Huang Feirong's third uncle.
His family also had only one daughter, named Huang Feiya.
Surprisingly, she was the same age as Huang Feirong!
It seemed that Sister Hong and Huang Feirong's father belonged to the late childbearing demographic of that era.
Looking solely at Huang Daoqi's personal information and financial transaction records, there were no suspicious points.
The entire focus should be locked onto Huang Feiya!
A girl in her twenties, yet there were multiple large financial transactions under her name.
Moreover, five of these million-level transactions were all concentrated within the past week.
Huang Feiya was not some young female corporate executive.
Her identity information showed that she had almost no connection to the antique circle.
Instead, it was somewhat related to Lin Yu's major; she was actually a voice actress!
Looking at her works, there were no special representative pieces; she was just a nobody in that circle.
Where would a voice actress get such a high income?
This made it seem even more outrageous!
So...
Didn't the problem lie with Huang Feirong's third uncle's family?
He originally thought the matter would be much more complex and difficult to find clues for.
It made Lin Yu want to channel Young Justice Bao and thoroughly investigate it.
Unexpectedly.
Before he even exerted much effort, he easily discovered the key information?
Why wasn't real life like novels and TV shows?
There was no sense of crisis at all, and the case was solved just like that!
Lin Yu didn't continue to dig for too much more information.
Speaking of which.
This matter didn't have much to do with him personally; it was an internal affair of the Huang family.
There was no need for Lin Yu to interfere with how this matter should be handled.
He just needed to notify them about Huang Daoqi's situation when necessary.
The rest could be left for Sister Hong to handle as she saw fit.
It was easy and pleasant, and he could even earn some goodwill.
The only difficulty was nothing more than the timing to bring this up.
Suddenly running to someone's house and saying, "There's a traitor in your family, and I've already figured it out."
Would truly be too presumptuous!
Secretly investigating someone else's family affairs.
For wealthy families, it was absolutely a huge taboo.
If he didn't control the boundaries well, he might even end up being disliked by Sister Hong.
He would rather not show off or ask for this favor than do something that would end up costing him more than he gained.
In short.
Everything would depend on the scene and atmosphere at Guihang tonight, and whether it was suitable to bring this matter up.
...
At nine o'clock in the evening.
Lin Yu strolled over to the Ghost Market Street.
He didn't rush straight to Guihang but wandered around the street for a while first.
He picked up two or three small trinkets, intending to give them as gifts to the people around him later.
At the same time.
He also wanted to listen and see if he could gather any useful inside information from the stall owners on the Ghost Market Street.
Knowing more in advance wouldn't hurt, after all.
Guihang was an important part of the Ghost Market Street.
With such a major incident occurring, it would generally spark widespread discussion.
Even if it wasn't any crucial intelligence.
At the very least, he could learn the stall owners' perspectives on the matter.
Of course.
For this kind of internal industry affair.
People certainly wouldn't openly and loudly discuss it.
They would only whisper in small groups of two or three to avoid being overheard by others.
With Lin Yu's hearing, the more gossipy a stall owner sounded on this street, the more he needed to concentrate on listening to them.
The reality was pretty much as Lin Yu had imagined.
There really were quite a few people discussing the Guihang incident!
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