Chapter 850: Yuan Yuan, Have You Ever Gotten into a Fight?
Wang Yue nodded seriously. Seeing that Zhou Bingkun was less than pleased, he said helplessly, "From what I can tell, that housing bureau director who pressured you to move will personally bring you the money and apologize. He'll also give you a reasonable amount of time to move. That's already pretty good. What more do you want?" Zhou Bingkun nodded. He wasn't unreasonable; getting his money back was good enough. The same kind of house would cost more now, but that was still better than losing all the money he'd paid. He smiled wryly. "Thanks, Third Brother. I'll hurry up and look for a place as soon as I get back. It can't have been easy for them to come back from the Soviet Union, and I can't just force them out of their own home."
Wang Yue looked at the naïve Zhou Bingkun and said helplessly, "You don't think it's that simple, do you? That family could've moved back from the Soviet Union earlier, or later, but they just had to come back at this particular time. Don't you find that strange?"
Zhou Bingkun froze. Only then did he spring to his feet, before immediately sitting back down. He looked at Wang Yue excitedly. "Third Brother, you mean... someone's setting up Big Brother and you?"
Wang Yue looked at Zhou Bingkun as if he were an idiot. Only after Zhou Bingkun started to feel awkward did he say scornfully, "With Big Brother's incorruptible reputation, and the fact that he's a factory director whose factory is about to go bankrupt, what's there to scheme against? And I'm untouchable. Coming after me in Xijiu City would just be asking for a beating."
Hearing Wang Yue dismiss both possibilities, Zhou Bingkun