In Room 1103, 11th floor, Unit 1, Building 12 of Kaitian Community, a man covered in tattoos lay leisurely on the living room sofa, a thick gold chain around his neck and a large gold watch on his wrist.
The man, named Yin Jiu, was 37 years old this year, with a fierce appearance and a sturdy build. He even had a scorpion tattooed on his shiny bald head.
A coin-sized scar on his right eyebrow left him with only half an eyebrow, making the already fierce Yin Jiu look even more menacing.
This scar was left when he fell on a tree stump while herding pigs as a child, but he always claimed it was from being hit by a brick during a fight.
Yin Jiu, whose real name was Zhao Sanniu, dropped out of school at 16 and started idling around, doing nothing all day.
He was born in a rural area, the third child in his family, with two older brothers, and his family was not wealthy.
After dropping out, he didn't look for a job but instead spent his days stealing chickens and dogs with several peers from his village. He was in and out of the police station constantly.
When he ran out of money, he would pester his family, resorting to trickery, swindling, theft, or even outright robbery—anything to get money from them.
Perhaps his family had completely given up on him, as he could no longer get a single penny from them, and the villagers were all strictly on guard against him.
Unable to get money, he had no choice but to team up with a few other young ruffians his age and head to the city to make a fortune. After a few small-time thefts, he discovered that it was easier to make money in the city than in the village, which immediately excited Yin Jiu, and he vowed to make a huge fortune in the city!
In just half a year, he made a small profit through burglaries, but the young ruffians were all lazy and spent money lavishly, so they couldn't save much. It was then that he received a letter from his elderly father saying his second brother was getting married.
He scoffed at family ties; what did his second brother's marriage have to do with him?
But thinking of the villagers' past pointing and looking down on him, he decided – he would use his second brother's wedding as an opportunity to return to the village and show off, letting those villagers who used to look down on him see how well he was doing in the city.
So, Yin Jiu began to plan a grand "return home in glory." Yin Jiu was the name he gave himself after moving to the city; he thought Zhao Sanniu was too rustic.
However, he had no money! The few young ruffians put their heads together and decided to pull off a big job!
They targeted a wealthy family, staking out the place for three full days. Late on the third night, they successfully stole from the rich household. This one job,
After pawning the jewelry and adding the stolen cash, it amounted to over 30,000 yuan. Divided among four people, Yin Jiu got 8,000 yuan!
More than 20 years ago, 8,000 yuan was a considerable sum. It was also Yin Jiu's first time holding so much money, and he was so excited that he couldn't sleep all night.
The next morning, Yin Jiu rushed to a gold shop. At that time, gold cost 58 yuan per gram. He gritted his teeth and bought 2,000 yuan worth of gold, then had the old master at the gold shop fashion a thick gold chain, which had a gold outer layer and lead inside.
Afterward, he spent 100 yuan to buy a large watch that had been brushed with gold paint. With the big gold chain and big watch, he felt his status instantly elevated.
He thought for a moment, feeling something was still missing, then slapped his head—a look!
He ran to a knock-off market, bought a suit and a pair of shiny new leather shoes, plus a leather bag for 150 yuan. Then he went to a barber shop to get a slicked-back hairstyle and even bought a bottle of mousse on his way out
(20 years ago, the styling foam was called mousse).
He bought a Nokia phone for 1000 yuan and a SIM card for 50 yuan.
In the evening, he treated a friend who managed a venue to a lavish meal and even hired two escorts. This whole spree cost him another 1000 yuan.
But he managed to borrow a Volkswagen car. Yin Jiu didn't have a driver's license, but he had learned to drive while hanging out with his shady friends.
By the end of the day, the 8,000 yuan Yin Jiu had just gotten his hands on was reduced to only 3,500 yuan.
That night, Yin Jiu carefully cut newspapers into the size of hundred-yuan bills, creating a large stack. He then neatly stuffed these stacks of cut newspapers into his leather bag, making it bulge.
From the outside of the bag, it looked as if it were filled with RMB .
To secure them, he even specially cut a few pieces of hard cardboard into the shape of RMB and placed them along the edges.
He pressed down firmly, confirming it wouldn't deform, then nodded in satisfaction. He carefully zipped up the bag and put the remaining 3,500 yuan into the outer pocket, deliberately zipping it up only halfway. He looked at it, not quite satisfied.
After some thought, he pulled the banknotes further up, exposing a small portion of them. This way, it looked like it was all banknotes, and Yin Jiu was completely satisfied.
The next afternoon, Yin Jiu drove the Volkswagen back to his hometown, and before he even reached the village entrance, he started honking the horn madly.
In those days, even the roads in the village were dirt paths, and you wouldn't see many cars all year round.
Everyone thought a big shot had arrived, and by the time the car drove to his doorstep, even the village chief was alarmed and rushed over.
As he stepped out of the car, his slicked-back hair, suit, shiny leather shoes, sparkling gold necklace, and the large gold watch deliberately exposed by his rolled-up sleeves completely dazzled the eyes of all the villagers.
Didn't they see the bulging leather bag in his right hand, so full it couldn't be stuffed any more?
The banknotes were even peeking out…
What was in his right hand? A mobile phone, something only rich people in big cities could afford!
The entire village only had one landline at the small store, and this kid was already using a cell phone – he must have made it big!
At this moment, Yin Jiu became the brightest young man in the entire village!
In those days, rural banquets were held at home, with the best cooks hired to prepare dishes and the most learned person to record gifts. Upon entering, there was a table to the side of the door where gifts were recorded.
“Record, Zhao Sanniu’s gift is one thousand yuan!”
His voice was loud, drawing everyone's attention.
Yin Jiu proudly scanned the room, and the villagers all cast envious glances at him.
He grandly pulled out 3,500 yuan from his side pocket, casually counted ten hundred-yuan bills,
While no one was looking, he carefully rubbed them again and again to make sure none were stuck together, then slapped them on the table, his heart aching to the point of being unable to breathe—
Another 1000 yuan was gone…
“Wow…”
This again caused a stir among the villagers. In those days, wedding gifts were usually fifty yuan, or a hundred if the relationship was close.
Yin Jiu's act of giving a thousand yuan as a gift immediately caused another uproar among the villagers…
At this wedding banquet, the villagers' discussions were all about Yin Jiu.
At the dinner table, the villagers all raised their glasses to Yin Jiu; those who used to dislike him, those who looked down on him, ...
Even the village chief now spoke to him with a fawning smile.
Yin Jiu, however, feigned humility, a slight smirk on his lips, though his eyes could not hide his triumph.
He raised his glass, clinking with each person in return,
His words were hearty: “We’re all brothers from the same village, why be so polite!”
After three rounds of drinks, the atmosphere grew even more lively. Yin Jiu seemed to have become the 'big shot' of the village; every word he spoke was met with agreement;
The villagers whispered among themselves, speculating that Yin Jiu had made a fortune outside.
“Sanwa, you’ve made it big now, but you mustn’t forget your roots, you came from this village!”
The village chief, holding his wine glass, his old face creased into a chrysanthemum-like smile, stood up to toast Yin Jiu.
“That’s right! No matter how well I do, how could I forget my roots? Don’t worry, folks, you’ve all looked out for me since I was a child, and I won’t forget any of it!”
Yin Jiu's face was flushed with pride at this moment.
“Ding-a-ling-a-ling…”
The crisp sound of a mobile phone rang out, immediately drawing the villagers' attention again. This was an alarm he had set in advance.
“Hello, oh, Boss Zhang, yes, yes! Hey! Okay, okay! Oh! Just a small business deal of several hundred thousand, don’t worry, I’ll have my secretary send the contract to you shortly! Hey, good, it’s settled then, my second brother is getting married, I’m at the banquet, haha! Good, good!”
No one would actually call Yin Jiu; he could only set an alarm to make his phone ring itself—it would be such a waste not to show off the phone he bought for 1000 yuan.
“Oh, Sanwa has really made something of himself, he even has a secretary now, and several hundred thousand is just a small business deal to him!
That Sanwa, the village is planning to raise funds to build concrete roads, connecting every household;
You think, you already have a car, won't it be more convenient for you to drive back once the concrete roads are built? You do such big business, why don't you donate a little?”
The village chief's smile became even more fawning.
“Heh heh, we’ll talk about it later.”
Yin Jiu, who was proudly sitting and accepting the village chief’s toast, was just marveling at how perfectly he had pulled off this display when the small sip of wine he had just taken nearly spluttered out of his mouth in shock…
What the hell was this about building roads…
The wedding feast lasted from sunset until the moon was high in the sky. It was Yin Jiu's first time meeting his second sister-in-law.
He thought this woman was beautiful and clearly trying to seduce him—look how sweetly she smiled at him, and she even toasted him alone!
The more he thought about it, the more pleased he became: with his current wealth, how could his boorish second brother be worthy of her? Thinking of his second sister-in-law's pretty face, a heat rose in Yin Jiu's lower abdomen.
He glimpsed his second brother passed out at the table, and fueled by alcohol, he slipped into the bridal chamber, where he found his second sister-in-law bending over to arrange the bedding. Her plump hip line made his throat roll, and he pounced on her like a hungry tiger, one hand covering her mouth, the other tearing at her waistband.
His second sister-in-law's screams and struggles only made Yin Jiu more aroused—she wanted to play a rape game? Exciting!
His second sister-in-law’s screams finally alerted his elder brother.
At that moment, Yin Jiu’s trousers were down to his ankles, and he was on the verge of succeeding when a large, iron-clamp-like hand suddenly gripped the back of his neck. He was violently thrown out of the bridal chamber, and intense pain instantly swept through his entire body. He wasn't without thoughts of resisting, but when he looked up and saw it was his elder brother, he immediately lost all fight—his elder brother was as sturdy as an iron tower, capable of beating him as if he were picking up a small chick.
Since he couldn't win, he could only curl up to protect his vital parts.
When the Zhao elders arrived, they saw the eldest son swinging a wooden stick as thick as an arm, violently beating Yin Jiu, who was naked and curled up on the ground.
A thinner wooden stick lay broken nearby. The eldest son cursed him as a 'beast' while striking, his spittle mixing with his curses splattering everywhere.
The scene was at the entrance of the second son's bridal chamber. The second daughter-in-law's cries for help, the eldest son's curses and savage beating, combined with seeing the third son's bare bottom, left the two elders no doubt as to what had happened. Yin Jiu's elderly mother's eyes went black, and she collapsed directly to the ground.
Yin Jiu’s second sister-in-law put on her pants and, weeping, wanted to rush to the county to report him that very night.
The two elders pleaded bitterly, even kneeling, which finally stopped the second sister-in-law. They ultimately decided to wait until the second son sobered up before making a decision.
The next day, the second brother, upon hearing the full story, was so furious that he broke a wooden stick as thick as an arm, yet still wasn't satisfied. He grabbed a chopping knife and shouted that he would castrate Yin Jiu.
Ultimately, his elder brother managed to stop him. It was a good thing Yin Jiu had thick skin and flesh, otherwise this second brutal beating would have taken most of his life.
Finally, the family deliberated, deciding to suppress this scandal to keep family shame from spreading, and from then on, sever all ties and have no further contact.
It was only when the second sister-in-law nodded that the decision was finalized. In truth, they were all blood brothers,
Brother and Second Brother's two brutal beatings were all to appease Second Sister-in-Law. Although Second Brother was furious, they were still blood brothers. If he truly wanted to castrate Yin Jiu, he wouldn't have shouted. Shouting was to get Big Brother to stop him.
Around noon, a bruised and swollen Yin Jiu drove back to the city.
He didn't understand his elder brother's good intentions, only feeling that severing ties was exactly what he wanted—saving him from being dragged down by these poor relatives if he ever made it big in the future.
He had 3,500 in his backpack when he came, and the same amount when he returned. Even the contribution money was refunded. Touching his bulging wallet, he felt he had gotten a bargain.
But it wasn't over yet. Yin Jiu, having returned the car, had just arrived back at his residence when seven or eight burly men apprehended him. These big men weren't police; it turned out that the big score Yin Jiu and his crew pulled off...
The owner of the house was the mistress kept by a local Black Boss. His mistress's house on his own turf was stolen by petty thieves? How could he maintain his reputation if word got out?
Following the necklace that Yin Jiu and his group pawned as a clue, their hideout was raided the afternoon of the second day after the theft.
Yin Jiu had just driven back to his hometown at noon, and these big men had been staking out the place. A day of staking out had caused them a lot of trouble. On the way, seven or eight strong men gave Yin Jiu another brutal beating. Yin Jiu was stunned at the time; he still didn't know which powerful figure he had offended.
Until he was dragged to an abandoned warehouse, the other three small-time thugs who were with him had already been beaten and hung up for a day.
Yin Jiu didn't know how he got through the next three days. Three days of torture, and one of the thugs, seeing his slicked-back hair, would get furious, then his slicked-back hair was pulled out strand by strand, never to grow back.
Yin Jiu felt like he would be beaten to death, but just when he thought there was no way out, a new path appeared.
The Black Boss took a liking to Yin Jiu's resilience and asked him if he wanted to be his subordinate. Yin Jiu was so moved he almost cried at the time. His 'thousand-mile horse' had finally met its 'Bole' (patron). He was going to join the organization, he was going to get rich!
As for being beaten so miserably, heh, they were all people in the underworld; no fight, no acquaintance!
After a week of recovering from his injuries, Yin Jiu was arranged by the Black Boss to manage a casino.
The salary was 1,000 a month! Yin Jiu was overjoyed, knowing that the average salary at that time was only 300. He was so touched that he swore he would follow his boss diligently. Meanwhile, his three small-time thug brothers were scared off and hid back in the countryside.
Half a year later, the boss opened a red-light district and specifically named Yin Jiu to manage it. Yin Jiu was so excited that he swore he would go through hell and high water for his boss.
From then on, Yin Jiu became the respected Brother Jiu. Would a red-light district lack women?
Because he managed the red-light district, the ladies all curried favor with him. It was a life of nightly revelry, which made Yin Jiu at the time feel that his life had reached its peak.
Eventually, things took a turn. The red-light district had been open for a year. That year he was 18, the most beautiful age for a man, and the anti-vice campaign came...
Without suspense, the red-light district was shut down. The stubborn Yin Jiu took all the blame. Managing a red-light district always involved many unspeakable things, and Yin Jiu took responsibility for all charges.
The Black Boss found Yin Jiu the best lawyer in the city and pulled strings everywhere;
In the detention center, the lawyer told Yin Jiu that the Black Boss was very pleased that he took all the blame—he hadn't misjudged Yin Jiu.
Receiving the Black Boss's approval, Yin Jiu cried with emotion. A man dies for his confidant!
What's more, the lawyer also told him that the Black Boss had deposited 1.5 million in the bank in Yin Jiu's name!
The passbook was even handed to Yin Jiu. In an era when the average monthly salary was three to five hundred, what did 1.5 million mean!
Ultimately, with the Black Boss's influence, Yin Jiu, who would have originally been sentenced to 30 years, was only sentenced to 15 years. That 1.5 million passbook was also stored in the prison where Yin Jiu was...
The second month Yin Jiu was imprisoned, the Black Boss came to visit and told Yin Jiu that the prison had been taken care of, and he wouldn't suffer inside.
He also told him that he wouldn't be locked up for 15 years, that there were sentence reductions in prison, and the Black Boss had already pulled strings, so he would be out in a maximum of ten years. This made Yin Jiu grateful again, lamenting that he hadn't followed the wrong person.
The Black Boss kept his word. In the seventh year of his imprisonment, when he was 25, his sentence was reduced to 12 years.
Thinking that at this rate, even without further reductions, he would be out in five years at most.
And with a 1.5 million passbook, Yin Jiu was full of hope for life. Unfortunately, things did not go as planned. That year, the anti-gang campaign came—the Black Boss was arrested and sentenced to life imprisonment.
Yin Jiu's cries upon hearing the news were so earth-shattering that they disturbed the person in the next cell.
After a few curses, an enraged Yin Jiu beat up the person who cursed him during the next day's recreation period.
The result—he crippled the person, and was ultimately sentenced to six years, compensated 600,000, plus the five years he hadn't finished serving, meaning he would be locked up for another 11 years.
Without the Black Boss's operations, there were no more sentence reductions, and the passbook also became 900,000. There was also a card specifically for interest, he didn't know how much was on it, all managed by the lawyer the Black Boss had entrusted before.
After another bitter 11 years, Yin Jiu, at 36, was finally released!
He came out with a 900,000 passbook!
And nearly 200,000 in interest was separately deposited on another card. His former associates were long gone.
18 years of prison life completely disconnected Yin Jiu from society. When he first came out, he felt the world had completely changed. To adapt to this world as quickly as possible, Yin Jiu even bought a new model of smartphone.
Yin Jiu's learning ability was quite good. That very day he learned how to use a smartphone and even downloaded a certain live streaming platform.
Looking at the 'little fairy'-like streamers inside, Yin Jiu was stunned. The world had changed, women had changed, they could actually be so beautiful, like living fairies!
Finally, he fell for a 'little fairy' with a massive chest, who was impossibly beautiful, and her sweet 'Big Brother' calls. He was smitten.
He fell in love with the 'little fairy,' he wanted to protect his 'little fairy,' he became the 'Guardian Brother Jiu' of the 'little fairy.'
In less than a week, he spent hundreds of thousands, becoming the 'number one Big Brother' on the 'little fairy's' ranking!
Under this fierce offensive, he conquered the 'little fairy.' The single 'little fairy' agreed to have a sweet relationship with him.
Yin Jiu was overjoyed, exclaiming: Even at 36, his Brother Jiu's charm hasn't diminished!
He booked a room and waited for the 'little fairy' to fly in. Sure enough, the 'little fairy' arrived that evening!
Trembling, he opened the knocking door. He had already conceived countless greetings for his first meeting with the 'little fairy' in his mind. The moment the door opened...
A thousand words turned into one: "Who the hell are you?!"
The fair and tender 'little fairy' had turned into a middle-aged woman!
Under the 'little fairy's' patient explanation, Yin Jiu indignantly accepted reality. Her skin had changed, her figure had changed, and her long legs had turned into short legs...
Yin Jiu didn't understand what filters were, what photo editing was, what lighting effects were, what lens stretching was, and what could even change a voice!
Fortunately, the 'weapon' was still there. Covering her head, it was all the same! Staring at that 'weapon,' he, who hadn't touched a woman in 18 years, was already insatiably horny.
Ignoring the 'little fairy's' simpering "Brother, let's shower first!" Yin Jiu roughly tore off her clothes...
Looking at the two silicone pads in his hand, and then at the fake butt pads on the floor, Yin Jiu was stunned. The damn 'weapon' was gone, and her perky butt was gone too!
Then, looking at the bare chest of the 'little fairy,' well, at least it only shrunk by half! He still needed to take a shower first, Yin Jiu also needed to calm down.
Finally, under the service of the middle-aged woman, Yin Jiu comfortably took a bath. The middle-aged woman shyly told Yin Jiu to go to bed first and wait for her to remove her makeup.
"Such good technique." Lying on the bed, Yin Jiu had already been aroused by the middle-aged woman during the shower and was a bit impatient.
"Who the hell are you again?!"
Seeing the middle-aged woman walk out of the bathroom after removing her makeup, Yin Jiu felt like he was going to have a heart attack. He didn't know what makeup removal was; he only knew that the middle-aged woman had turned into a haggard old woman!
"Cover her head, it's all the same!"
Yin Jiu really didn't want any more shocks. He roughly pulled the woman onto the bed and pounced on her. He really did cover the woman's head!
18 years of thirst erupted all at once at this moment. Yin Jiu pounced immediately...
"Sss..." A soft sound.
Yin Jiu froze. He swore he was just too excited and slightly increased the force in his hands—the woman's breast implants were... crushed by him...
Watching the original roundness in his palm deflate, yes, it just deflated...
Yin Jiu was scared limp, yes, he was scared limp!
The woman's scream rang out, loudly demanding Yin Jiu compensate her 300,000 for the breast augmentation, otherwise she would call the police!
Yin Jiu didn't know what breast augmentation was, but Yin Jiu was furious!
They were all fake, and she dared to ask him for money? Was he, Brother Jiu, the boss of the red-light district, that easy to extort? A loud slap went straight across her face. Damn it, I was scared limp and you still dare to ask for money!
"Crack!" A crisp sound. Yin Jiu's scalp tingled. His slap had disfigured the woman's newly augmented nose...
Finally, the police arrived and took Yin Jiu away. Yes! Yin Jiu, who had only been out for a few days, was locked up again, while the woman was taken to the hospital by ambulance.
He was detained for 7 days. Finally, with the patient explanation of Officer Uncle, he understood what rhinoplasty and breast augmentation were. After seeing the plastic surgery expense receipts provided by the woman, Yin Jiu was silent for a long time.
Ultimately, with Officer Uncle intervening as a third-party mediator, and all three parties adhering to the principles of openness, fairness, and justice, after friendly negotiations, Yin Jiu agreed to pay the woman 300,000 for breast augmentation, 100,000 for rhinoplasty, plus 50,000 for various other losses.
At this point, only 450,000 remained on that passbook, and the interest card, after spending 100,000 on gifts, had just over 90,000 left.
At the entrance of the Public Security Bureau, Yin Jiu's eyes blazed with fire as he watched the woman intimately link arms with a man, calling him 'husband,' with a child following behind, calling them 'Mommy' and 'Daddy.'
Didn't she say she was single?
