"Tch, young man, read more newspapers when you have time. How can there be money in the south now?" An old man beside him shook his head with a helpless smile.
The young man was a little stunned, "Old Man, what do you mean?"
"What kind of crisis is it now? Many rich people are unable to pay their debts and are forced to jump off buildings."
The young man's expression changed and he immediately looked in the direction where the beggar had left.
However, in just a short while, he had already disappeared.
He thought for a moment, then rode his bicycle and sprinted towards Ji family's house.
"Brother-in-law, I've seen your Third Brother a few times. That beggar looks quite like your Third Brother. Why don't you give him a call and ask?" The young man sat in Ji Jianjun's house and asked tentatively.
