I'm really not a filial son

Chapter 90

Starlight came into the bedroom through the window, and a man could be vaguely seen lying on the bed. He turned around impatiently, touched his phone, pressed it a few times, and then threw it aside again.

But the voice still didn't disappear, so impatiently he picked up the phone again, muttering to himself, who, it's so late and uneasy.

After Zhang Zhicheng and others returned to their hometown, it was past twelve o'clock, so they chatted casually and went to bed. While sleeping in a daze, the mobile phone kept ringing.

Zhang Zhicheng opened his dazed eyes, his pupils dilated instantly, and he said to himself, damn it, it's so cool.I saw countless text messages popping up on the mobile phone, all of which were money.

Zhang Zhicheng slapped his forehead and muttered to himself, today is the Ching Ming Festival. Originally, he was not sure whether the Qingming burning money would be refunded or not. Now that he has received so much money, it seems that the Qingming burning money is useful.

However, at the beginning, he planned to burn money together during the salute during the day. Now that so much money is in the account, there is only one possibility, that is, he hoarded the paper money from the animation company and caught fire.

Who the hell is so boring, burning all my paper money?Thinking of this, he immediately drove to the town. Their village is not too far away from the town, and it takes only five or six minutes to drive there.

In the western suburbs, the huge flames quickly attracted five or six night owls to watch the excitement, and those who were enthusiastic had already started calling the fire alarm.

"Evil door, evil door."

A man in his 30s sighed.

"Where is the evil door?"

Someone couldn't help asking, so he said in a haughty manner:
"As far as I know, this company hasn't done renovations yet, so if one house catches fire, it shouldn't burn down other houses."

When he said this, someone immediately retorted:
"Even if there is no decoration, such a big flame must have burned along the ventilation duct."

After he finished explaining, he said proudly:

"There are no ghosts in this world at all. You just want to use the theory of ghosts and gods to make a fool of yourself."

The two immediately started arguing, and neither of them accepted the other.

In the apartment in the county, there was a beautiful woman lying on the bed, her lips were so moist, she was biting a finger, and a faintly audible voice came out of her mouth:
"Bad guy, take your hands away."

Zhou Shuyi's face was flushed. It was obvious that at this age, she actually had needs. It was just that she was busy with work, so she suppressed everything. Today she slept very peacefully, and naturally dreamed.

At this moment, the phone rang. She turned over and opened her eyes, feeling a little ashamed. What's wrong with me?It must be that scoundrel Zhang Zhicheng who has been harassing me all day long.

She picked up the phone and wanted to swear. What time did she keep calling, and there was no end to it.

"Secretary Zhou, it's bad, there's a fire alarm."

Xiaokui reported that, after all, Secretary Zhou had specifically told her to tell her if there was a fire.So she specifically greeted the county fire department.

"What? Which mountain burned?"

Zhou Shuyi immediately sat up and felt the coldness behind her back. The most feared thing on this Qingming Festival is burning mountains. If a large area is burned, it will be a big deal.

"It's not a mountain."

"Oh, where is that?"

When she heard that it wasn't burning mountains, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's Zhang Zhicheng who caught fire at the animation company."

"Is the fire department out?"

"It's gone."

"Okay, I'll go right away."

Zhou Shuyi immediately put on her clothes and shoes, ready to rush over.

Zhang Zhicheng's car stopped, and the flames rose in the darkness. It looked so spectacular and beautiful, and several people who were eating melons started recording videos. After all, such good material is not to be missed.

"Wow, just drive a BMW to watch the excitement."

Several young people said with emotion.They are all hard-working young people with little money and they don't want to sit back and forth. Seeing a BMW at this moment, they are envious and jealous.

"I didn't come to see the excitement, this house is mine."

Zhang Zhicheng laughed happily.

"Stop lying, if this house is yours, if there is such a big fire, can you still laugh?"

"exactly."

Young people don't believe it.

Zhang Zhicheng said in his heart, can I not laugh?So much money in the account, it's cool, it's so cool, it's so cool!

Woohoo, at this moment, the fire engine drove over, and several firefighters moved quickly to put out the fire.

"Don't put out the fire, don't put out the fire."

Zhang Zhicheng is in a hurry, there are still some burnings, how much money will I have to lose if you put out the fire?I have to say that Huaxia's firefighting is still very good, and it came so soon. This is not a city, but a county.If this is the country of the United States, it is estimated that all the slag will be burned, and there may not be a fire truck coming.

"Don't make trouble. If you interfere with the fire fighting, you will be held legally responsible."

A firefighter slapped his hand, and Zhang Zhicheng retreated three or four steps.

Zhang Zhicheng murmured in his heart, he is very energetic.Zhang Zhicheng rushed forward again and grabbed the firefighter.

"This house belongs to me. If it is burned, it will be burned. Don't go in. You are also born by your parents. I can't let you die just to get some property for me."

Zhang Zhici said it in tears.

The firefighters were a little confused, what was the situation, but what he said warmed their hearts.

"Comrade, don't worry, we are very professional in firefighting. We can handle this ignition without danger."

The fireman couldn't help comforting Zhang Zhicheng, after all, this guy was crying so sadly.

"No, no, you don't understand the situation. Today is Ching Ming Festival. This is not an ordinary fire. It's a will-o'-the-wisp. You can't go. The house is burnt down, but it can still be built. If your life is gone, you can't come back. Yeah, I can't sacrifice you all for my house."

What Zhang Zhicheng said was sincere, and several firefighters looked at each other.

"Is it really a will-o'-the-wisp?"

The youngest firefighter muttered, after all, today is Ching Ming Festival, and the fire seems to be quite evil.

"piss off."

The middle-aged firefighter in his 40s suddenly kicked his ass.

"Comrade, that's a superstition. There are no ghosts in this world. Just let go. We have to put out the fire."

The middle-aged fireman came up and tried to pull Zhang Zhicheng away. After all, this guy was still holding a water gun.

"No, no, you can believe in what you have, but you can't believe in what you don't have."

Zhang Zhicheng shook his head.

"Does this house really belong to him?"

The firefighter with small eyes began to doubt, thinking of this, he suddenly said in a serious tone:

"Think about it clearly. If this house is not yours, you will be legally responsible for obstructing us in fighting the fire like this."

Xiaoyan Firefighter was a little scared. After all, if he went alone, the fire would not be saved, and the house was not owned by him. They would inevitably be criticized.

"This house is really mine, really, I'll show you the real estate certificate."

Zhang Zhicheng immediately took out the real estate certificate from the car and showed it to the firefighters.

Several firefighters looked at the real estate certificate and breathed a sigh of relief. After all, this house is owned by someone else. He is unwilling to put out the fire, and we have nothing to do. Although I think this guy is superstitious and suspicious.

But thinking about this guy, they were afraid that they would provoke a will-o'-the-wisp, and they were not allowed to fight the fire, and they were a little moved.

A few young people originally came to watch the fun. After all, they hate the rich. Seeing other people's houses burning down made them feel very satisfied.

It's all right now, people still don't let the fire be put out, so many houses burnt down without blinking, are they rich people?Thinking of this, the three of them suddenly had a lump in their throats, envious and jealous.

(End of this chapter)