In any case, I haven't seen my bicycle since I arrived at his house.
Later on, for some reason, Yan Bugui even publicly said that my bicycle was stolen by a thief.
The bicycle parked in front of his house was bought with his own money.
"I knew that I would go to him and reason with him in the future. In the end, Yan Bugui threatened me and said that if I continued to mess around, he would call the police and send me to prison.
Because I had no parents since I was young, and now that my grandfather has passed away, I have no one to rely on to help me. And that Yan Bugui is a teacher himself. In addition, he has a glib tongue and is also very cunning. Therefore, I am not his match at all...
As time passed, this matter was left unsettled.
Then, early this morning, I was in a hurry to go out and register my marriage with my wife, so I ran to his house and planned to borrow my bicycle from him.
However, I shouted at his door for a long time, but no one answered.
I was afraid that I would be late, so I rode my bicycle away.
Who would have thought that when I came back at night, this Yan Bugui would directly bring a group of people to my house to hold some kind of criticism meeting.
But this bicycle was mine to begin with. What right does Yan Bugui have to do this?”
Wang Baolin held his breath and told her everything that had happened.
Beside him, Yan Bugui's face was pale and his body was trembling.
TMD！
Did this kid completely expose me?
This would work?
Yan Bugui immediately denied it." Security Officer Zhao, don't listen to Wang Baolin's nonsense. This little brat has liked to lie since he was young, so don't believe his nonsense.”
"What do you mean by 'wind' and 'wind'? Who knows if he secretly carved it on my bicycle when I wasn't at home?
"Therefore, the word 'wind' near the key and keyhole doesn't mean that this bicycle belongs to Wang Baolin.”
"So if you want to prove who the bicycle belongs to, you have to look at the receipt of the car. The bicycle belonged to whoever had the receipt.”
Zhao Qing's expression was a little complicated. He felt that his brain cells were not enough?
Because what both parties said seemed to make sense?
But it couldn't be that the bicycle was shared by the two of them, right?
Wang Baolin rolled his eyes at Yan Bugui and said," Yan Laoxi, stop it!”
"I don't know where you got those tickets from. What can they prove?”
"You have to know that I didn't buy this bicycle.”
Hearing this, Yan Bugui's expression became even more excited." Comrade security, did you hear that? Wang Baolin admitted it himself!"
"Since he didn't buy this bicycle, didn't he steal it?”
"That's why I'm reporting Wang Baolin as well! He stole things, insulted me, a teacher of the people, and damaged my personal property…These are all crimes. Please send him in to eat a bullet!”
After saying that, Yan Bugui felt that he was very awesome.
It had to be said that he was still better.
He only needed to move his mouth to make Wang Baolin confess.
When he went to school at dawn, he would go to the higher-ups to discuss the matter of raising his salary.
With his eloquence, the leader might really agree.
……
However, just as Yan Bugui was feeling smug, Wang Baolin's sudden words made his heart turn cold.
"Hehe, Yan Laoxi, who told you that my bicycle is stolen just because I bought it?
One had to know how precious a bicycle ticket was. My family is a farmer for three generations. My parents died early, and my grandfather is a farmer who can't even read. Where do you think my grandfather got a bicycle ticket?
So this bicycle was actually a gift from my father's old comrade. Back on the battlefield, my father used his body as a shield to cover the retreat of his entire team…
Two years ago, I had just graduated from high school and was about to enter society. It was also my eighteenth birthday. So, when my father's old leader in the army found out about this, he immediately gathered his former subordinates and gathered some money to buy a bicycle for me. It was also to express his gratitude to my father back then.
The old leader even found a lot of connections and spent a lot of effort to get such a bicycle ticket…He even asked me to go to the bicycle shop in Wangfujing to get a bicycle on my birthday…
In addition, the word "wind" near the handle and keyhole of my bicycle was personally carved by the old leader! After my father's old leader retired, he fell in love with calligraphy and even won a national calligraphy competition!! If you don't believe me, you can look for the newspapers from back then. There are relevant reports on them. Then, look at the font on the car and see if it's the same style as the old leader's font!
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