He entered a wealthy family by mistake

After handling the matter, Bulut did not return to the hall immediately. Instead, he put out his cigarette and leaned against the wall to diffuse the smell of cigarette smoke.

Suddenly, the phone vibrated and a text message came.

Blut calmly took out the cell phone in his pocket and checked it. It was a report from the men in Area 1: Boss, I found out from Carter's men the purpose of that group of people entering our slums, saying they wanted to build a factory.

Blut's eyes tightened when he saw the word "factory". Twenty years ago, after the outside world knew about He Jiao's plan to build a factory, some people had evil intentions. They wanted to build a factory in their slums no matter what, but in the end they did. In the pimp business, many people were brutally murdered.

After that incident, people in the slums had no good impression of factory owners, and so did Bulut himself.

After a while, another text message came from his subordinates: Carter has sent people to kidnap the rich people in the Central District. It is very likely that they will target the three younger young masters. Should we go and give them to him? Did they give them a heads up and earn some intelligence fees along the way, and then get to know their details up close?

The subordinates gave suggestions hesitantly, with discussion between the lines.

After reading the text message, Bulut leaned against the wall and lowered his head slightly while typing with his hands. His white shirt was gently blown by the evening breeze, and the tips of his hair were also raised by the wind, giving him a feeling of melancholy as a young boy.

He replied to his men: Just a reminder, don't reveal your identity. That group of people is different from the wealthy people who usually come to the Central District.

After reading the text message, my subordinates were cheerful, with a bright smile on their young faces, and they were typing quickly: Don’t worry, we didn’t miss it. When the money is received, we will have the money to build the school. Let's give all the money to your grandma, let her build the school, and let other children study for free. Let's see who dares to fool us and knock out all the front teeth of our slum children just because they are illiterate.

Blut smiled unconsciously when he saw this. In the warm wind, he smiled like a young boy full of youth, without the calculation and cunningness before.

Servant: By the way, when people from District 4 contacted me just now, they said that the old leader of District 4, grandma, went to the Central District and was taken there by a knight. I don’t know what happened.

Should we go and help? Grandma, the old leader of District 4, is a good person. The children in District 4 like her very much.

Bulut did not reply immediately after scanning the text message. Instead, he was thinking about why the knight took the leader of District 4 to the central district.

He asked his men: The central area where they escorted the old leader?

Henchmen: Not really. The children in Area 4 only said that the knight took away the old leader and grandma.

Blut: That should be fine. Let the children in the central district keep an eye on them. If they are really harmful to the old leader, let me know.

Subordinate: Okay, then I'll tell them about Carter's plan to kidnap them and make a profit for them first. It's best if they can deal with that bastard Carter and break his legs.

Although Bulut couldn't see his men's expressions at this time, he might be able to see his anger from the words.

In this slum, not to mention the children, even the wild dogs begging for food on the roadside wanted to spit out sweet things and bark when they saw Carter, because Carter did not do human affairs, and he wanted to unify the slums every day. The people in the slums wanted him to be violent. shoot.

"Why are you hiding here!"

Naya's voice sounded from outside the corner, frowning and questioning Bulut who was leaning in the corner and looking down at his phone.

Sure enough, the boss and I were right. This guy really has a mobile phone.

Naya's eyes turned cold. It was impossible for a child to have a mobile phone, so he became more and more convinced that Bulut was an undercover agent bribed by someone else.

"I can repair mobile phones, as long as I have the parts."

Seeing Naya staring at his mobile phone, Bulut, who was caught, walked calmly towards Naya.

He knew that Naya would be suspicious when he saw that he had a mobile phone. He smiled generously and handed the phone to Naya, asking Naya to check whether his mobile phone was second-hand.

Naya was not polite and took the cell phone from Bulut's hand and looked at it carefully again and again.

After looking at it, it turned out to be an old smartphone that someone else had used. It looked like it had been assembled, because the buttons on the phone and the cover of the body were different colors, so it looked like it was pieced together from the same phone.

"You also know that I occasionally take people out of the slums. People outside are richer, and they usually throw broken mobile phones in the trash can." Bulut explained the origin of the mobile phone.

"Then who did you learn your repair skills from?"

Naya still didn't quite believe what Bulut said, and raised his head and continued to question Bulut. There was no place in the slums where he could learn to repair mobile phones.

When Blut heard this, he didn't know that he was still under suspicion. He smiled and pointed at his head, "I have a better memory, so I learned some things secretly outside."

Naya frowned again and looked at Bulut questioningly. He felt that Bulut was lying to him. No matter how he studied secretly, he could learn how to successfully repair a mobile phone. Also, how long did he have to study secretly to have this strength?

Naya couldn't hide things, and everything was written on his face. Bulut, who was looking at him, took it all in his eyes, and there was a smile in his eyes.

He asked Naya, "Do you know who taught Enno her sign language?"

"Can't he do it himself?"

Naya replied without thinking, thinking that even a mute could know sign language?

Blut almost couldn't hold back his laughter. He was afraid that Naya would be angry and restrained himself. However, Naya caught it anyway. He blushed with embarrassment and pointed at Blut and asked angrily, "Why are you laughing?"

"I didn't laugh at anything, but I suddenly thought you were quite cute." Blut laughed softly.

Naya was very angry after hearing this. She praised him as a cute 28-year-old man. What's wrong with him?

Bulut saw that Naya was really angry, and quickly brought the topic back, "I taught Enno's sign language, and it was also something I learned secretly outside."

Naya couldn't believe it after hearing this, "You can learn sign language secretly?"

"Isn't this something you can do with your brain?"

Blut smiled warmly and with a bright face, but in Naya's eyes it was naked ridicule.

Damn, why is this kid so annoying?

Naya was so angry that he had never seen such an arrogant kid.

But Bulut didn't lie, everything he said was true. Many of the things he knew were learned secretly outside the slums, and the knowledge was taught by his grandmother who was a teacher.

Ennuo said that Bulut is very smart, smarter than adults. He is young and others are not wary, so the chance of learning secretly is very high.

"If you don't believe it, you can come to me if any electrical appliance breaks down at home in the future, and I will come to your door to help you repair it for free."

As he spoke, Bulut calmly reached out to Naya and asked him to take his phone back, otherwise he would be in trouble if a text message from his subordinates came in and Naya saw it.

No one knows his identity now, not even Ennuo. He didn't tell him, not because he couldn't trust Ennuo, but because he was afraid that Ennuo would be in danger.

"Who needs you to come and repair electrical appliances?"

Naya slammed the phone into Bulut's palm, and went crazy before letting Bulut enter his house. What would happen if something happened?

No, he can’t beat me either! Why am I afraid of him!

Naya asked himself, thinking that Bulut was a helpless young man, what could he do to him, but he had forgotten who was bullied by a young boy two years ago to the point of soreness and back pain, and had no power to resist at all and kept crying. .