Fang Yi felt it was really not a good idea to ask.
It wasn’t that Fang Yi was afraid; once he went, it would undoubtedly bring trouble and draw fire to himself.
He wasn’t sure when the old man had lent out the money. With the old man’s nature, the last ti he went to Tianjing to collect money, several families went crazy, and so even targeted him directly.
Now, asking Fang Yi to collect money again was like pushing himself into the fire pit.
However, the money definitely needed to be collected back, as repaying debts is a matter of course, and it must be done at a suitable opportunity.
No need to overthink it right now.
As for the other miscellaneous items in the box, Fang Yi didn’t care and casually asked where the old man donated the money.
This was an accidental question by Fang Yi, but it made the old man alert.
"What, are you planning to take the money back? That’s heartless, and it would also smack in the face!"
"Screw you, I’m not as shaless as you are. It’s just a casual question. If there’s a chance, I can go check it out. Don’t let the money you donated go to waste."
In today’s society, when it cos to donations, it’s considered lucky if even thirty percent of charity funds actually reach their intended recipients.
Big fish eat small fish, and small fish eat shrimp; people can be cruel. Both Fang Yi and the old man understood this.
"Alright, there’s an orphanage in State City where I send a sum of money every year. It’s not much, just over a million. If you have ti, go visit and also check on the kids for ." The old man said, also telling Fang Yi the na of the orphanage.
Fang Yi said he would rember, and then the old man hung up the phone.
Putting away the phone, Fang Yi stored the wooden box and decided to sleep first, planning to examine it the next day.
...
Early the next morning, around six, before the day had even broken, Fang Yi got up.
In winter, dawn cos slowly. Fang Yi put on a vest, a pair of sports pants, and sports shoes, then stepped out into the night from the clinic.
Before that, Fang Yi took a Blood Qi Pill, and with just one pill, he imdiately felt his blood boiling all over.
Make hay while the sun shines!
Fang Yi began running.
Calculating carefully, Fang Yi hadn’t exercised in the morning for quite so ti. Although he had been subjected to unimaginably harsh training since childhood, resulting in his current physique.
But due to the aftereffects of the Dragon Vein deficiency, even with his strong physique, Fang Yi found it hard to sustain. Continuous exercise was necessary, and besides, the Blood Qi Pill needed to be digested.
So, on the old streets of Little Bi Garden, in the dark of night, his figure began to run.
Occasionally, Fang Yi would pass by breakfast shops already open, steam rising from the stear, as people busily worked.
There were early workers on the street, as well as so elderly people who got up early to exercise. Although it was winter, one could still feel that indescribable life atmosphere.
Fang Yi ran for exercise, wearing nothing but a thin vest, his arms exposed, facing the piercing cold wind, yet his expression remained calm, feeling nothing unusual.
His arms swung with rhythm as he ran, and every leg lift was perfectly standard.
An hour passed.
Fang Yi’s face glistened with sweat, and his arms were beaded with it, but his biceps grew even more robust.
Little Bi Garden was near the Grand Canal of State City. When Fang Yi arrived there, the sky was dimly lit.
Looking into the distance, opposite the Grand Canal was a high-end residential area, and compared to it, Little Bi Garden was worlds apart.
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