OBS Chapter 105 A kind, simple, timid, and cowardly ordinary person
Chapter 105 A kind, simple, timid, and cowardly ordinary person
"I don't know where Uncle Zhao is. Can you help me see him?" Deng Xiuzhen quickly asked as Zheng Ying seemed to be about to leave.
“Okay, find a place to stay first. We’ll meet here again tomorrow at noon.” Zheng Ying said, taking out a pen and paper, writing down a number, and handing it to Deng Xiuzhen, saying, “This is my phone number. Don’t tell anyone, and don’t call me unless there’s a special reason!”
Deng Xiuzhen obediently found a place to stay. Tired from the train journey, she fell asleep as soon as she lay down on the bed and slept soundly until dawn.
After breakfast, with nothing to do, I didn't dare go to the teahouse early, for fear of attracting attention.
I stayed at the hotel until 11 o'clock before checking out and rushing over. I found Zheng Ying already sitting in the same spot as yesterday, dressed the same as yesterday, quietly drinking tea. Deng Xiuzhen walked over, and Zheng Ying didn't even look up. She pointed to the pastries on the table and said, "Freshly baked, have a taste."
Deng Xiuzhen picked up a rose cake, took a small bite, and chewed slowly. She couldn't help but close her eyes in relaxation; she loved its soft and sweet taste.
"Is it good?" Zheng Ying put down her teacup and smiled at Deng Xiuzhen.
"Mmm, delicious!" Deng Xiuzhen nodded repeatedly, thinking that she would bring some back for the children when she went home.
Zheng Ying stood up and sat down next to Deng Xiuzhen, handing her something and saying, "Take this. You can use it to call me if anything happens in the future."
Deng Xiuzhen took it and exclaimed, "A cell phone?" Although this cell phone was far less sophisticated and aesthetically pleasing than those of many years later, it was still quite good.
She picked up the phone and pressed a button, only to find that it had no password and the screen had very few functions, basically just the ability to make calls. Her expression shifted from initial delight to disappointment.
When Zheng Ying heard Deng Xiuzhen say the word "cell phone," she already had some guesses in her mind. Seeing Deng Xiuzhen operate it skillfully, she was certain of her judgment: Deng Xiuzhen, like her, had been reborn, and she herself had only lived to the recent period in her previous life.
But Deng Xiuzhen is different; she must have come from many years later.
She had some doubts when Deng Xiuzhen bought the stocks.
Who is Deng Xiuzhen? A kind, simple, timid, and cowardly ordinary person!
Buying stocks based on a dream without knowing anything is already a pipe dream. For a conservative person like Deng Xiuzhen, such a thing is simply out of the question, not even worth discussing; it would never happen.
The fact that she came and invested all her money in those stocks can only mean one thing: she knew those stocks would go up!
At that time, she had an idea to keep Deng Xiuzhen behind and ask her about things that would happen in the future.
She even worried that others would find out and seize the opportunity before her, and even considered secretly "keeping" Deng Xiuzhen to control her.
Later, it was discovered that she didn't want the money and ran away like a timid rabbit.
Looking back, she didn't even know how to buy stocks, so she must have just been an ordinary housewife in her previous life, probably only knowing about some major social changes.
Furthermore, Deng Xiuzhen gave her Zhao Shuliang's manuscript, which she then showed to others. She realized that if she could overcome some of the difficulties in these studies and put them into production, her wealth would be immeasurable.
There's absolutely no need to repay kindness with enmity and make things difficult for this timid, kind, and ordinary housewife.
Instead of arresting her, it's better to build a good relationship with her, scare her a bit, and keep her holed up in Pucheng so she won't dare to do anything.
In this way, others won't notice her, but you can contact her and take advantage of her.
For example, she could persuade Zhao Shuliang to give up his desire to die.
I'll get him out of there and bring him into my research and development team.
The manuscript is his; he understands it better than anyone else. Moreover, he was able to conceive of these things, take this step, and write these invaluable manuscripts. If given the opportunity, he could certainly do even better!
"You can go see Zhao Shuliang this afternoon, but there's something I need to tell you beforehand." Zheng Ying pretended not to notice Deng Xiuzhen's unusual behavior and continued the previous topic.
"What's wrong?" Deng Xiuzhen responded to almost every question Zheng Ying asked. She was afraid—afraid that Zheng Ying would be unhappy and punish her, and also afraid that it would affect her child.
"Zhao Shuliang is in a similar state to his son-in-law now, he doesn't want to live anymore. I understand that his son-in-law has a terminal illness and doesn't want to live, and I'm willing to respect his choice, after all, living is very painful."
But Zhao Shuliang is different. He's in better health and not even sixty years old yet. I think it's a pity that he'd give up his life like this. Besides, he's not a bad person at heart; he only injured someone by accident while trying to save you." Zheng Ying stopped there and turned to look at Deng Xiuzhen.
“But he killed someone, so he won’t get a light sentence. He’ll be in jail for many years.” Deng Xiuzhen didn’t know much about the law, but she knew that even excessive self-defense was punished severely in this day and age.
"Murder is not necessarily a serious crime. If he killed a vicious and habitual criminal, and it was an accidental killing while trying to save someone, then the nature of the crime is completely different. In this case, the sentence can be very light, or even an acquittal."
"But Uncle Zhao has already admitted it, is there still a chance?" Deng Xiuzhen looked at Zheng Ying expectantly. After she figured it out that day, although she couldn't forgive Zhao Shuliang, she no longer hated him.
"Zhao Shuliang's case has not been closed because some issues have not been resolved. For example, you and I both said that Zhao Shuliang killed that person to prevent him from harming us. But Zhao Shuliang told the police that he killed the person intentionally, saying that it was not to save us, but because he didn't like the person and wanted to kill him."
"Uncle Zhao, does he not want to live anymore?" Deng Xiuzhen thought Zhao Shuliang was telling the truth, and that he would be sentenced for murder.
"Yes, he is now desperate to die, taking all the blame upon himself. He will admit to any crime, just hoping to be sentenced and executed as soon as possible."
To be honest, if I were you, I probably wouldn't save him. I wouldn't save someone who has hurt me.
But I think you will. You're a soft-hearted person, and if you don't save him, you might regret it in the future." After saying that, Zheng Ying leaned back in her chair with a relaxed air.
She wasn't worried that Deng Xiuzhen wouldn't fall for the trap, because as long as Deng Xiuzhen knew the situation, she would definitely find a way to save Zhao Shuliang, not because she was provoked by her words, but because of Deng Xiuzhen's own personality.
“But he doesn’t want to live anymore, he has no relatives left…” Deng Xiuzhen had a headache. She put herself in Zhao Shuliang’s shoes and felt that if she were in his shoes, she might do the same thing.