What's wrong with living for tens of thousands of years and eating soft food?

A mass of dark clouds floated in the sky above Wangjiang River.

There was a loud thunder and heavy rain came.

Under a bridge that was leaking everywhere, a grey-haired old scavenger looked at the heavy rain outside and muttered: "I'm done flirting... I'm going to be hungry again today..."

The old scavenger took out half a piece of white-flour steamed bun that had been dried from under the dirty bedding.

Hmm...it's just that the white noodles have turned black because they have been left for too long.

The old scavenger opened his mouth, revealing two jagged front teeth, and bit into the steamed bun, causing the dregs to fall to the floor.

"Drink some water, sir."

Looking at the arm stretched out in front of him, the old man raised his head and saw a fair and delicate face.

Zhang Xiaoan had water drops on his face, holding a canvas bag in his hand and smiling.

"Thank you, young man." The old scavenger took the water, unscrewed the lid and drank with his head raised.

Zhang Xiaoan didn't mind being dirty, so he sat down next to the old scavenger and asked, "Uncle, wandering alone must be lonely, right?"

"It was a bit lonely at first, but over time I got used to it." The old scavenger put down the mineral water bottle, picked up the steamed buns and started chewing again.

"Would you like a companion?"

The old scavenger asked with a sideways glance, "Who are you? My wife?"

Zhang Xiaoan smiled, opened the canvas bag, put his hands in, and took out two trembling puppies from the bag.

"Ah!" the old scavenger exclaimed and asked, "Where did you find these two puppies? Why does this one only have three legs?"

The old scavenger curiously poked the puppy Zhang Xiaoan was dragging with his left hand with his finger.

"You're so fat! Did you raise it at home?"

"I picked it up on the street." Zhang Xiaoan turned around and smiled, showing his white teeth and asked, "Do you want to give it to you?"

"Really give it to me?"

"Dogs don't mind being poor. They can survive if they are fed. If you keep them by your side, you can have a companion."

The old scavenger couldn't hide the look of affection on his face. He asked with some disbelief: "You really gave it to me? Young man, if you are serious, I won't be polite to you, right?"

"Haha, I really gave it to you. There are some things in the bag, so I gave them to you too."

After Zhang Xiaoan finished speaking, he stood up and, under the surprised gaze of the old scavenger, left the bridge under the pouring rain.

It wasn't until Zhang Xiaoan's figure disappeared from sight that the old scavenger turned around, opened the bag and rummaged through it.

The bag contained bread, milk, ham, roast chicken, a bottle of Laobaigan, and at the bottom... 2000 yuan in cash!

"Oh my god! This is the Bodhisattva appearing!"

For an old scavenger who sleeps in the open and is hungry, 2000 yuan is already a huge sum of money!

He happily opened a bottle of milk, poured it into the broken bowl he used to eat, and then placed the bowl with milk in front of the two puppies.

"You bastard, we met a noble person today, drink quickly!"

The two puppies lay quietly on the ground, as if they had been severely frightened, and their bodies were shaking violently.

"You two bastards! Are you so frightened like this when you meet a ghost? You are a coward!"

The old scavenger ignored the two puppies, picked up the 2000 yuan in cash and kissed them.

"What!"

"This young man is a good man! I hope he will have smooth sailing in his future life. He will give birth to a son from birth, hahaha!"

……

Provincial Hospital.

Zhang Qingyang is out of danger as he lies in the ward, but he is still in a coma and he doesn't know when he will wake up.

Within the safe passage.

Zhang Xiaoan and Zhang Youzhi each had a cigarette in their mouths and puffed away at each other.

"I've already taken care of the Chen family's father and son. You can pick another person in charge from the company and send him to Wangjiang as soon as possible."

After learning the whole story from Zhang Xiaoan, Zhang Youzhi asked curiously: "Ancestor, before Chen Jintai's son died, did he tell you why he wanted to kill Qingyang?"

"I didn't ask. From the moment he killed Qingyang, his life has come to an end. There is no need to ask about those messy things." After Zhang Xiaoan finished speaking, he added: "By the way, the father and son are not dead. "

Zhang Youzhi asked in confusion: "Not dead? Then where did you send the father and son?"

"I gave it to an old man who scavenged. If they don't have the courage to commit suicide, they will live a free life with that old man in the future." Zhang Xiaoan grinned and said: "You can visit Wangjiang more when you have time. Maybe I could meet them both."

Zhang Youzhi didn't say anything after hearing this.

Although he didn't quite understand the meaning behind Zhang Xiaoan's words, he knew how ruthless his ancestor's methods were.

He still remembered one of the Zhang family’s training lines that read:

[Letting your enemy die without pain is the greatest tolerance you can show him. This kind of behavior is not advisable. 】

[If you have the ability, you must make it impossible for the other party to live, die, or stand up forever! 】

"Okay, don't think so much." Zhang Xiaoan threw away the cigarette butt and stood up. He stretched out his hand and said with a serious look: "Mr. Zhang, I now represent Mingjun Group and want to talk to you about cooperation."

Zhang Youzhi: "...Ancestor..."

"Please call me Manager Zhang from now on!"

Looking at Zhang Xiaoan's serious look, Zhang Youzhi called out helplessly: "Manager Zhang..."

……

An hour later, Zhang Xiaoan left the hospital.

Zhang Youzhi sat on a chair outside the ward, leaning his head against the wall and staring at the ceiling in a daze.

Zhang Qingyang must be fine, thanks to his immortal ancestor. Otherwise, if Zhang Qingyang died in Wangjiang today, Zhang Youzhi would really not know how to explain to his youngest son and daughter-in-law.

His lungs suddenly hurt, and Zhang Youzhi couldn't help but cough twice: "Cough cough..."

Qiu Ke, who was already alive and kicking at the side, said with concern: "Mr. Zhang, why don't you go back and rest first, I'll just keep watch here."

"It's okay." Zhang Youzhi waved his hand to express that he had nothing to do, and then waved to Xiao He who was on the phone in the corridor: "Xiao He, come here."

Xiao He immediately put down the phone, ran over in a hurry, bent down and asked flatteringly: "What's the matter, Mr. Zhang?"

"Hail Huai Li and the others have already boarded the plane?"

Xiao He nodded: "Mr. Li and the others have already got off the plane, and I have asked someone to drive to pick them up."

"Who else is here besides Huai Li?"

"Mr. Ren, Mr. Yi and the others seem to be here. From what I heard from the head office, it seems that even Qingyao and Qingzhong are on their way."

Zhang Youzhi nodded.

Zhang Qingyang had such a big incident in Wangjiang and almost lost his life.

Do not!

To be precise, he had lost his life and was dragged back from the hell gate by Zhang Xiaoan.

What happened this time was enough to alarm everyone in the Zhang family to come to Wangjiang to visit Zhang Qingyang.

What Zhang Youzhi is worried about now is that when his little daughter-in-law arrives, she will inevitably complain to him.

"Mr. Zhang..."

Zhang Youzhi raised his head and looked at Xiao He: "What's wrong?"

"I don't know where Mr. Chen has gone. I haven't been able to contact him."

Zhang Youzhi responded calmly: "He has resigned and will not come back again."