Novel Bin Chapter 12: Chapter 12 My Husband Is Very Picky~
But the evidence provided by the police dragged her back to reality.
Her three million yuan, gone!
She had not even warmed to the sum when she handed it over to Xiong Denghui. And now, this was the outcome. Oh heavens, are you trying to ruin us, the Su family!!!
Seeing Zhao Junxia\'s near fainting expression, the police quickly tried to soothe her and then began recording her statement on the scene.
After it was over, Zhao Junxia, with a pained expression, struggled to ask, "Young comrade, can we still recover our money?"
"This..." The young police officer who was recording the statement was at a loss for words.
The older police officer sighed and said solemnly, "Based on our experience, fraudsters typically squander the funds they\'ve swindled as soon as possible... They know they can\'t keep the money, so it\'s very likely that your funds have already been spent by Xiong Denghui..."
"Bang!"
Zhao Junxia collapsed beside the mahjong table.
Three million yuan, a lifetime of savings, all gone...
All gone...
This money was even acquired by mortgaging her house. If she couldn\'t pay back the bank... her own home...
Thinking of this, Zhao Junxia couldn\'t help but cover her face and weep bitterly.
The two police officers seemed accustomed to such scenes. They exchanged glances, and for a moment, only Zhao Junxia\'s sobs filled the room.
"Sigh... Such a large sum of money, and you dared to hand it over to a stranger..."
The young police officer had only uttered half of his words when he was interrupted by the older officer. This was a time for consolation, not to agitate the victim.
He patted Zhao Junxia\'s shoulder and spoke gently, "Given the amount Xiong Denghui has scammed, if he is caught, he could be sentenced to more than thirty years. That\'s at least one good outcome, I suppose..."
Sentenced to more than thirty years?
Even if they sentenced him for life, what use would it be? My money would still be gone. Thinking about the monthly loan she needed to repay the bank, Zhao Junxia felt a tightness in her chest and fainted on the spot.
But as her body barely touched the ground, the pain from her previous fracture was pulled again. Unable to faint, she could only lie there, crying in agony.
Meanwhile, elsewhere.
Inside the Lamborghini 4S store.
Su Jun meticulously chose the configuration for the sports car, finally settling on a model that cost thirty million yuan after modifications.
Song Yun looked at his triumphant expression and asked curiously, "Did you win the lottery? Even if you hit the jackpot, it can\'t be that much, can it?"
"Who do you think you\'re belittling! I\'m telling you, without you, the unlucky star, our family is doing very well. We even have a project that lays golden eggs! Don\'t even mention thirty million yuan, even three hundred million, in half a year, that will be just a drop in the bucket for me!"
Seeing Su Jun\'s resolute appearance, the female salesperson was overjoyed. If she could close this deal, it would be enough for her to put down payment on a house in the Magic Capital!
"Even if you have a project, you don\'t have the money, and nowadays there are a lot of fraudsters who can swindle a lot of funds just by talking. I hope you aren\'t dealing with such a person."
Hearing Song Yun\'s words, Su Jun stomped his feet in anger.
He pointed at Song Yun\'s nose and coldly sneered, "Don\'t think everyone\'s like you, society hasn\'t gone bad to that extent!"
After finishing his words, he took out his phone, wanting to call Xiong Denghui. Now that he had invested, as a minor shareholder, it wouldn\'t be a problem to take some dividends in advance, right?
"Dial tone... Dial tone... The number you\'ve dialled is not answering, please try again later..."
No answer?
Su Jun\'s brow furrowed as he dialed again.
A few minutes later, after dialing more than a dozen times, Su Jun was drenched in cold sweat.
What\'s going on? Why is there no answer? When the money hadn\'t been paid, a secretary would take the call instantly. What\'s happening now?
I\'ll definitely complain to Uncle Xiong and get him to fire this irresponsible secretary!
Several more minutes passed, and still no one answered the phone.
The people present were already getting a bit impatient, even Xiaojie\'s eyes carried a trace of disgust in their depths.
"Hold on, I\'ll call my mom to ask about the situation..."
Su Jun wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, his fingers trembling slightly as he dialed Zhao Junxia\'s mobile phone.
Connected!
"Mom! Can you call Uncle Xiong for me? I can\'t get through to him!"
The familiar voice of his mother did not come through; instead, after some rustling sounds, a male voice spoke, "Hello, I\'m a police officer from the Economic Crime Division of the Magic Capital Criminal Investigation Brigade. Are you Ms. Zhao\'s son?"
"Huh?"
Su Jun was bewildered; why was someone from the police looking for his mom?
What was going on?
He tried to maintain his composure as he walked away and asked quietly, "What did my mom do?"
"Here\'s the thing..."
The police recounted the matter regarding Xiong Denghui again and concluded with, "It seems that your mother has been injured; she is now lying on the ground motionless. We don\'t know what\'s wrong with her, so we\'ve called an ambulance. You should head directly to the Magic Capital Third People\'s Hospital."
After speaking, the other party hung up the phone.
Listening to the busy tone beeping on the phone.
Su Jun panicked...
In all his calculations, he only considered the profits he could gain, never expecting that Xiong Denghui, who seemed so decent, would turn out to be a fraudster!
He could no longer remain calm and felt dizzy, collapsing onto the ground.
"A fraudster... Uncle Xiong turned out to be a fraudster..."
Just like that, three million was gone...
Even if you threw three million one-yuan coins into the Huangpu River, you\'d at least hear a splash, but now, there was nothing...
That three million was money obtained by mortgaging the house, the interest and principal that had to be paid every month...
At this thought, Su Jun almost fainted.
Seeing Su Jun sitting on the ground from a distance, Xiaojie walked over with a furrowed brow and asked, "What\'s wrong? Are you going through with the car deal today?"
Hearing this, Su Jun couldn\'t help but burst into loud sobs, "It\'s gone, all gone, I\'m broke... three million... I might never earn that in my whole life, and now it\'s just gone..."
Xiaojie frowned deeply, not feeling the slightest pity for Su Jun, only a sense of embarrassment.
She gave Su Jun a disdainful look, turned her head to open her WeChat contacts, and with a smile said to Song Yunmei, "Handsome, let\'s add each other as friends and go for a drink sometime~"
Su Jun, sitting on the ground and pounding the floor in tears, heard that his goddess had betrayed him and had thrown herself into the arms of Song Yun, which made him cry even harder.
"I\'m sorry, my husband doesn\'t add random women to his contacts, and besides, my husband is very picky. He doesn\'t include unattractive people in his diet," said Ye Qingqing, standing with hands on hips.
Xiaojie, who was about to retort, felt hesitant upon seeing the other woman\'s delicate face and explosive figure.
But with things as they were, she could only pin all her hopes on Song Yun. She looked up at him with pitiful eyes, hoping the man before her wouldn\'t let her lose face.
But Song Yun seemed as if he hadn\'t seen her at all, frowning as he looked at Su Jun\'s back.
"Crap..."
Xiaojie left in a huff, her high heels clacking angrily, and when she passed by Su Jun, she gave him a kick.
"Idiot... going out with you was just embarrassing. Watch how I make you socially dead at school!"