In the morning, golden sunlight spilled into the four-courtyard.
Under normal circumstances, this would be a beautiful scene, but today is different.
Broken tiles, smashed roof tiles on the ground, uneven surfaces, and pierced pillars make the place look barely better than a war-torn slum.
At least, that's how it appears from the outside.
After finishing his morning practice, Xiao Feng gathered everyone and said, "I just called the landlord, we're leaving for Jiangcheng early tomorrow.
Take today to pack everything up, make sure nothing's left behind."
Honestly, we really can't continue staying here.
Almost every night there's so commotion, and the fact that the neighbors haven't called the police over disturbance is already quite considerate of them.
Plus, with the previous agreent with Hua Ling, we have no choice but to leave.
"You guys start packing, I'm going to bid farewell to Old Miao." Sun Shijie greeted and headed out.
Of course, bidding farewell is one thing, but Sun Shijie has his own plans.
He thought, if he stayed and waited for the landlord to co, he might end up having to pay compensation himself, so making an early escape to avoid trouble was better.
After Sun Shijie left, Zhao Guo'an looked Xiao Feng up and down as if eting him for the first ti, saying in amazent, "Old Xiao, are you really planning to compensate the landlord?"
"What else?" Xiao Feng retorted, "We just pack up and run? If you want to run, you run; I'm not going to act without any decency like you."
"Exactly!"
Zhiyan looked at Zhao Guo'an scornfully, said with irritation, "Old Zhao, I've noticed you're getting more and more unethical, isn't it proper to pay compensation for damages?"
Zhao Guo'an was dumbfounded: "How am I being unethical? Also, when did I say I wanted to run?"
"Sure, you didn't outright say it, but didn't your words imply you wanted to take the chance to run away without paying compensation?" Zhiyan rolled her eyes dramatically.
After saying this, as if not satisfied, she added, "Old Zhao, back then when you were a bachelor, you could act unscrupulously however you liked, but now you have Sister Jinghan and might have kids in the future.
You should set a good example for your son, or daughter, right?"
"…" Zhao Guo'an.
This is really getting out of hand.
The marriage hasn't even happened, and we're already talking about the next generation?
"I think Shihan has a point," Zhen Jinghan tugged at Zhao Guo'an's sleeve, speaking softly.
"Wait a minute!" Zhao Guo'an said righteously, "I must clarify, my point was simply being surprised that Old Xiao is willing to pay compensation, not that I intended to sneak away."
Xiao Feng looked at him coldly, shook his head and sighed, "Old Zhao, oh Old Zhao, as brothers, you might push this responsibility onto , but as a man, we must be accountable.
Mistakes are not a big deal, as long as they get corrected!
Your outdated thinking, it's everyone else's unshirkable responsibility, and we can't entirely bla you alone."
"Damn!" Zhao Guo'an couldn't stand it, angrily said, "Do you want to go back to my room, hang a sign around my neck, and formally hold a denunciation eting for ?"
At this mont he truly understood what it ans to get unjustly accused, feeling like even if he jumped into the Yellow River, he couldn't clear his na!
Just then, a business car stopped at the gate.
"Beep beep beep!"
The sound of three car horns echoed in, Xiao Feng gathered himself and said, "Get those five old n from last night into the car."
He then turned his gaze to Lin Zhiyan: "Want to go with ?"
"Going to et Bi Quan?" Lin Zhiyan asked.
"That's right." Xiao Feng smiled and said, "If not him, where would I get the money to compensate the landlord?"
The little girl raised her hand to gesture: "I want to go, I want to go!"
"You and Yaoyao stay to take care of Xiaoxuan and wait for the landlord to negotiate the price." Xiao Feng refused.
"Oh, okay then." The little girl said disappointedly.
Xiao Feng shook his head helplessly: "I'll give you half a day off in the afternoon, you can go out and play as you wish."
"Really?" The little girl's eyes lit up, smiling broadly: "Good, good, Brother Xiao Feng, you go quickly."
At this ti, Lu Yao ca over: "The people are loaded up, do I need to go with you?"
"No need, you and Shihan take care of Xiaoxuan." Xiao Feng replied.
Lin Zhiyan asked as she walked out, "Where did you get the car?"
"Sent by my older brother." Xiao Feng opened the car door, motioned to her to enter.
"Older brother?" Lin Zhiyan asked puzzled, "When did you have an older brother?"
Xiao Feng laughed, "Di Xuedong, Di Junxiong's father, rember?"
Lin Zhiyan suddenly realized. After their last visit, Di Xuedong and Gu Wenhui hadn't been seen, so it was normal not to rember.
The vehicle sped straight, soon arriving at the estate where Bi Quan and his son resided.
"The gate is open, should I drive directly in or stop to say hello first?" The driver gently hit the brakes, slowing down.
"The gate is open?"
Xiao Feng and Lin Zhiyan exchanged a look, both sensing sothing wrong.
Is this them anticipating us, setting up a trap ahead of ti?
"Drive straight in." Xiao Feng instructed.
"Alright."
The driver nodded, shifted gears, and floored the accelerator driving in.
But not long after entering, a middle-aged man in a gray coat stopped them.
"What are you here for?"
Xiao Feng lowered the window, smiling: "Delivering goods."
"Delivering goods?" The middle-aged man asked puzzled, "I didn't order anything, you must be at the wrong place."
"You're not at the wrong place, let Bi Quan know he'll understand what this delivery is." Xiao Feng said.
Upon hearing Xiao Feng ntion Bi Quan, the middle-aged man's face eased, replying: "You an President Bi, he left last night."
"What did you say!"
Xiao Feng opened the automatic door, jumped out of the car, speaking agitatedly: "Where did he go?"
Not blaming him for being so distressed, if he couldn't find Bi Quan, he'd have to pay the landlord out of pocket.
When it cos to money matters, Xiao Feng always takes it seriously.
"Uh… how would I know where they went." The middle-aged man said dumbfounded.
Xiao Feng's face darkened, realizing Bi Quan had really decided to ss things up.
"With Bi Quan gone, no need to visit Guan Huarong, should we head back?" Lin Zhiyan asked.
Without a word, Xiao Feng got back in the car, closed the door, and tore the tape off Old Ha's face, speaking coldly: "One hundred thousand, buying your life."
"What's that suppose to an?" Old Ha grimaced.
"Don't understand?" Xiao Feng frowned, pulling a dagger from his boot, holding it to his throat.
"…" Old Ha.
Is he really pulling a knife after just two sentences?
Despite feeling annoyed, Old Ha hurriedly said: "I understand, I understand!"
"Good you understand." Xiao Feng nodded in satisfaction, "Either you give the money, or I give you a cut, your choice."
Old Ha felt like vomiting blood, wanting to ask: Can I choose neither?
However, this question was only in his mind, knowing he wouldn't dare say it aloud.
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