The Beautiful CEO's Close Bodyguard

Chapter 677: Chapter 0679: Wealth Without Kindness

It was already nine o’clock at the Farmer’s Market entrance, crowded with people.

Even Lin Dong was a little surprised; it was usually busy, but not as packed as today at the entrance.

Curious, Lin Dong moved forward to take a look and saw everyone gathered in front of a bulletin board, muttering to himself, "What’s the big deal happening here?"

It turned out that the people going to the Farmer’s Market crowded here to read the content on the bulletin board, hence the exceptional congestion at the entrance.

Lin Dong’s voice wasn’t loud, but it wasn’t soft either, audible to those around him.

They told Lin Dong: "It’s said to be the latest deadbeat list."

The deadbeat list, as the name implies, refers to those who have purchased items from the Farmer’s Market and defaulted on their payments, becoming long-term debtors on their list.

It usual posted monthly, so it wasn’t anything out of the ordinary.

Hearing that it was the deadbeat list, Lin Dong immediately lost interest. He squeezed through the crowd and approached Chu Ge, saying, "Mr. Chu, let’s go. Everyone is just here to look at the deadbeat list."

Chu Ge nodded slightly, disinterested in the list.

Chu Ge glanced back at Lin Zhang who had followed them and was now captivated by the deadbeat list on the bulletin board.

Chu Ge withdrew his gaze and turned to walk with Lin Dong towards the farthest corner of the Farmer’s Market.

On the way, Lin Dong said, "Mr. Chu, I glanced at the list just now, guess who I saw?"

Chu Ge sidelong looked at him, knowing Lin Dong must be talking about someone he knew.

But in Capital City, the people he knew besides Lin Dong and a few others were from the Nangong Family, and then there was only Lin Zhao.

Curiously, Chu Ge asked, "You’re not talking about Lin Zhao, right?"

Lin Dong nodded, "Yes, Lin Zhao. That guy really has some nerve, owing tens of thousands in debt."

Tens of thousands might not be much for Chu Ge, but for someone like Lin Dong, it amounted to their annual income.

Lin Dong learned about the issues between Chu Ge and Lin Zhao only after hearing that Chu Ge had gone to the police station.

Lin Dong, not sure if he was feeling sorry for Lin Zhao or indirectly praising himself, said to Chu Ge, "Mr. Chu, both Lin Zhao and I share the Lin surname, could it be that we were relatives five hundred years ago? If that were true, then my ancestors would be so disgraced. Having such a descendant, sigh, they would be heartbroken for sure."

Chu Ge simply watched Lin Dong in speechlessness, unable to comprehend his leap in thoughts.

Listening to Lin Dong chatter all the way until they reached Uncle Liu’s shop, he finally shut his mouth.

Chu Ge sidelong glanced at him, said nothing, and stepped inside.

Lin Dong hesitated at the entrance, unsure if he should enter.

Honestly, in his heart, Lin Dong always felt he owed Uncle Liu something, especially when he learned that Uncle Liu was over a hundred years old, he felt even more unworthy in his presence.

The schemes Lin Dong once played in front of Uncle Liu were surely not unnoticed, but Uncle Liu never mentioned them, making him feel as if he lost all face.

Halfway, seeing Lin Dong hadn’t followed, Chu Ge turned back and asked, "Lin Dong, what are you thinking about? Aren’t you coming?"

Lin Dong then shook his head; last time, Uncle Liu didn’t seem to hold grudges, apparently not taking him seriously—why should he trouble himself with unnecessary worries?

With this thought, Lin Dong felt much better and strode confidently into the shop.

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Meanwhile, Lin Zhang stared at the deadbeat list on the bulletin board, still unable to grasp why his son was listed.

In this era where almost everything is public and no one has privacy, a person’s credit is crucial; being listed as a deadbeat could ruin half of a person’s life, impeding their ability to work normally, travel far, and use services involving their ID or bank card.

With the advancements in transport, leaving the city or even traveling abroad had become easy, but regulations have also become stricter, especially concerning credit. Bad credit could block one from using planes or even taking a train or bus out of the province—Lin Zhang couldn’t fathom why his son, who hadn’t done anything wrong, ended up on this list.

In his heart, Lin Zhang believed his son to be extremely capable and couldn’t have engaged in any misconduct. He firmly thought someone must be sabotaging from behind to get his son on this list.

With Lin Zhao in prison, Lin Zhang couldn’t ask him directly, but he remained convinced that his son wouldn’t default intentionally, suspecting an oversight might be involved.

Recognizing the creditor displayed on the board as someone his son had conflicts with, Lin Zhang remembered this wasn’t just some minor furniture store owner. Knowing well that managing a successful furniture business required connections in both legitimate and illegitimate circles, the more he thought, the more he suspected the store owner might have orchestrated something, for otherwise, how could his son end up as a deadbeat?

Feeling indignant, Lin Zhang’s anger simmered, forgetting his initial purpose of trailing Chu Ge and Lin Dong, now a distant thought.

Fuming, he headed towards the Farmer’s Market, determined to confront the furniture store owner to understand how his son offended him, causing such extreme measures against a child. Did the owner not realize that this could ruin his son’s entire life?

The Farmer’s Market, always packed with people, was an ideal location for a shop. Even without business prowess, one could still manage to earn due to the geographical advantage. Naturally, with such prime location, prices were steep, and considering the furniture, not only were they bulky but also needed careful storage conditions like temperature and lighting. noveldrama

This large furniture store, occupying space equivalent to four typical shops in such a valuable area, hinted at the owner’s considerable wealth.

Seeing the scale, Lin Zhang scoffed; this wealthy owner seemed cruel, rich yet petty enough to hassle a child, evidently unfazed by the potential karmic consequences of getting old