Chapter 9 Can I Cut in Line in My Reincarnation?
Chapter 9 Can I Cut in Line in My Reincarnation?
"Speak slowly, drink some water first." Tan Wenjie poured a bowl of water for Hua Laojiu.
“Gudong, gudong! Ha——!”
Hua Laojiu wiped his mouth with his sleeve, then looked up at Tan Wenjie's leisurely appearance and said, "Master Tan, Boss Tan is dead! He was beaten to death by Zhang Dadan!"
"How is Zhang Dabing?" asked Tan Wenjie.
His calm reaction made Hua Laojiu more certain of his previous guess.
"He's been detained by the government. After we deal with Boss Tan's funeral, he'll be beheaded!"
"Yeah," Tan Wenjie nodded.
Seeing that he was still thinking, Hua Laojiu said, "Master Tan, those local gentry and elders, as well as the police chiefs in the yamen, want to divide up the Tan family's property!"
Hua Laojiu wants to take a gamble and place his bet on Tan Wenjie.
They are competing for millions of wealth. If Tan Wenjie wins, he will be one of the first people to join him and will be able to rise to the top in the future.
On the other hand, a country gentleman would not spend a dime on wine if he won.
And he didn't think Tan Wenjie would lose.
Others may not know, but Hua Laojiu knows it very well. From Zhang Dabing returning home to catch the adulterer to himself coming to report the news, everything was within Tan Wenjie's expectations. Young Master Tan is meticulous and scary.
"Don't worry." Tan Wenjie said, "Eat something first. You must be tired from the journey."
……
Tanjia Town.
With the death of Boss Tan, it is only right and proper that his millions of fortunes be handed over to his only blood relative, Tan Wenjie.
At this time, a group of people had gathered at the Tan Chang Longevity Inn.
The mayor shook his head and said, "We all watched Wenjie grow up. This child is usually reckless. If we give him all our property, he will easily squander it. We have to take care of him, otherwise he won't even have enough food to eat when he is old."
Immediately, a squire nodded, "Yes, Wenjie came to my rice shop a while ago to ask about the price of rice. He doesn't know the difference between grains and livestock, and the burden of the Tan family is on his shoulders. The child has suffered too much. We, as elders, must help him. Captain Lin, what do you think?"
Captain Lin held a knife in his arms, and behind him were a dozen detectives, who were also his supporters: "I want the share that was promised to me before."
He was too lazy to beat around the bush with these people.
This sentence revealed the true thoughts of everyone present, but no one was angry and everyone laughed.
"Those fields need to be cultivated by people who know how to farm, otherwise it would be a shame if they were left to waste."
"Someone has to look after the oil shop, too."
"Leave the inn business to me."
Everyone present here is a local gentry of Tanjia Town. When Boss Tan was still alive, they had to be humble and subservient. But now that Boss Tan is dead, only a dissolute young man is left. It is easy to deal with him.
A group of people were happily distributing their supplies when they suddenly heard a voice.
"I'll leave the inn business to you? Uncle San, I remember you run a brothel, right?"
The voice was familiar, and everyone looked outside the door. They saw Tan Wenjie walking towards them with his hands behind his back, but he stopped at the lobby door of Changsheng Inn, a certain distance away from the detectives with knives.
Hua Laojiu followed behind Tan Wenjie with his head held high and chest puffed out, demonstrating what it means to take advantage of the power of another.
The man called Third Uncle stroked his mustache and said, "Wenjie, I'm sorry for your loss, but you came back just in time. Our fellow villagers were thinking of helping you, and Captain Lin is here too. Let's sign together as witnesses."
They have people, fame, and knives, but they are too lazy to act.
When Captain Lin heard his name, he waved his hand and immediately asked the constable to walk towards Tan Wenjie.
One of them drew his knife and rushed forward, clearly intending to "accidentally" hack Tan Wenjie to death and then force him to sign the contract.
But before he could get close, he saw Tan Wenjie suddenly raised his right hand, and then there was a loud bang, like a bolt from the blue, and the first constable who pounced on Tan Wenjie fell to the ground with a thud.
There is a bloody hole between the eyebrows.
"This thing is still useful." Tan Wenjie looked at the gun in his hand and couldn't help but sigh. "Gun!!" The elders and gentry present were horrified.
Captain Lin slammed the table and said, "Tan Wenjie, you actually dared to kill someone! This captain..."
There were more than a dozen police officers present, but Tan Wenjie only had a gun. He...
There was the sound of footsteps coming from behind, and a group of armed soldiers in military uniforms rushed in. Dozens of guns were raised, and the muzzles of the guns looked like deadly black holes, pointing at everyone present.
When he came back, Tan Wenjie spent a lot of money to borrow people, and the money was not wasted.
"The Qing Dynasty is already dead, and you dare to control the officials of this dynasty with your sword from the previous dynasty?"
The detectives immediately dropped their knives, indicating that they had absolutely no intention of resisting. They would only get one or two dollars at most, so why risk their lives?
"Wenjie, Wenjie! This..." The gentry present were so nervous that their legs were spinning. They had lived a life of luxury all their lives and had never had a gun pointed at their heads. What's more, there was a corpse that was not yet completely cold on the ground.
Tan Wenjie: "You said before that you would help me, how? I remember someone said that I don't know the difference between grains?"
"I mean, I feel that my rice shop is not well run, so why not give you one?" someone said first.
“I heard that some people say I don’t know how to farm?”
"I mean, you don't know how to farm and need practice. You need to ensure the harvest, right? I'll give you fifty acres of land."
"I heard that some people say that I'm not very smart and will lose everything if I do business?"
"I, I deliver to the foreign goods shop. They are all genuine French goods. They are all good stuff!"
"I……"
Everyone rushed to participate, much more actively than before when the Tan family's property was divided slowly. Tan Wenjie couldn't help but sigh that the folks were so kind to him, which was really great.
Tan Wenjie turned his head and looked at everyone he caught his eye, and immediately told them what they could give as a gift.
Until Uncle Three.
"Wenjie, don't you like Xiaocui? I'll give Xiaocui to you!"
Tan Wenjie's face suddenly turned dark.
"I'll give Ruyi House to you!" Uncle San said in a crying voice.
Unlike others, although Uncle San earns a lot of money, he only has one Ruyi House.
Hearing this, Tan Wenjie's complexion improved slightly.
But his next words almost frightened everyone present to the point of peeing their pants.
"If you all die here, won't all of them be mine?"
He glanced at the crowd and sighed, "There are so many corpses."
"Wenjie, stop joking."
The country gentlemen had sad faces.
It's tempting but impossible to kill people casually. As for the constable just now... he only makes a few dollars a month, why would he risk his life?
"My uncle just passed away, and all the elders came to help. It is reasonable for me to thank you all. How about this, you all stay at the Changsheng Inn for a while, and we will talk about it after you sign your names?"
The words sounded familiar.
But looking at the gun, no one dared to refuse.
Tan Wenjie was too lazy to pay attention to these gentry. He turned to look at Captain Lin, whose expression changed: "I..."
"Before, my uncle and you were in cahoots with each other. As soon as he died, you were eager to share his property. Are you worthy of him?"
"Catch them, the remnants of the previous dynasty, causing trouble to the village, kill them first and then try them!"
(End of this chapter)